You have been inundated with
several of my escapades and adventures when I was in the world. A lady fan had
sent her experience in her youth days. Carry go!.
My name is Alhaja Kunbi. I
am one of the numerous wives of Alhaji Kobiowu, a retired customs officer. As
at then, we were all staying in the same town with him outside Lagos. He had a
guest house in a remote part of the present day Shangisha. Alhaji Kobiowu is
now late, may his soul rest in peace. There was this particular friend of mine
that Alhaji had known in his days as customs officer. Her name was Dupe; he
claimed the lady was a convicted smuggler. He warned me seriously to distance
myself from her. This was a tall order, how could I distance myself from Dupe?
We grew up together and went through the adolescent and juvenile escapades.
There was a snag in my marital
union with the Alhaji, he was older than me with about thirty years. This age
difference did not help matters. He was too reserved and conservative for my
liking. He was the old school type. I had two children for him then and we did
not lack anything.
While living with the Alhaji
was drab and colourless, there was no single dull moment with Dupe Peperempe! That was why I craved her
company.
Along the line, Dupe was
having her birthday in Lagos. We planned this show stopper of a party together.
I did not inform my husband but told him I had some very important business to
transact in Lagos. I collected the key of our guest house from him. Immediately
I hit Lagos, I went straight to Dupe’s house at Gbagada area of the city. She
was already expecting me; I changed into the special attire chosen for the
party. We rocked the party till the wee hours of the morning.
I
arrived back at our guest louse at about 8:00 am the following morning. What I
saw on the door almost made me fainted. Alhaji had already been there, what I
was not sure of was whether he slept there or not. This was what he wrote and
pinned on the door. Onirin aare lese (wayward woman)
I hope you have a cogent reason
for this act. Signed.
In my panicked state I
rushed back to Dupe. This was before the advent of mobile phone. After
listening to my explanation, she advised me on what to do.
I rushed to our family
doctor and explained my plight to him. I did not hide anything from him. He
scolded me though, after some amount had exchanged hands, he promised to play
ball. He was the one who called Alhaji on land phone and told him that I was
rushed to his clinic the previous evening suffering from acute stomach ache.
Alhaji swallowed this lie line, hook and sinker.
BEHAVE RESPONSIBLY, AIDS IS REAL!
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