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story : The Nigerian Graduate - Episode 5



The Nigerian Graduate - Episode 5

”Look here, Mama Susan, I don’t owe you an explanation” I said

“Riri, can I come and make your hair for you?” Onome said, lest I forget, Onome was a talented hairdresser, she didn’t learn it but could make all types of hair, people were always begging her to make their hair but Onome preferred servicing men and women to making hair, the only few women Onome made hair for were her l£sb!an partners.I really wanted her to make my hair but I did not want any closer relationship with her.

“No, thanks” I replied bluntly and entered my room. I waited till evening and Shina was not back yet, so I believed he would not come that day. I got dressed and went to Fiwasaye’s shop, I explained everything to her and she adviced I thread with Shina carefully.

“I’m always skeptical about all this guys, be careful”

“I will”

“Derin, please stop living this double lifestyle. Can’t you do without lies? What if this guy decided to marry you and meet your parents?”

“My parents?” I cut in. “I’m renting parents o, do you want my parents especially my mum to embarrass me like the last time?”

“Your parents are your parents, Ade. We’re from Ilawe Ekiti, and have you forgotten what your parents went through to send you to school. Oh! You’ve forgotten you are the only graduate in your family?”

“Fiwa, why are they illiterates? Why are they poor?”

I barked at her.

“Ade, your parents are richer than mine yet I love them, your mother saw me the last time I went home and complained you neither call them nor pick their calls, you don’t go to Ilawe. Ade, treat your parents right, they suffered too much for you” 

“How am I suppose to treat them? I’m broke,I’m jobless. Aren’t you the one who fed me earlier? I don’t have a dime with me”

“What if their spirits are fighting you, you don’t treat them right, you’re not proud having them as your parents, why? Are they disabled? Your mum gave birth to you, your dad fathered you”

“I will go and see them next weekend, is that all?”

“No, that’s not. Stop living a fake life and get a life!”

“How do you mean, fiwa?” I eyed her

“Rinsola, there are lots of guys out there who are ready to help you, your pride and lies are chasing them off” she advised.

“Okay” I said and just then, my phone rang, it was Shina.

“Hello” I said immediately I picked his call

“Where are you, Riri? I’m outside the gate.” I sprang up.

“I came to see a friend, I’m on my way.”

“Just give me the direction and I’ll come and pick you.” I gave him the address and ended the call.

“Who was that?” Fiwa asked

“Is he coming here” She asked smiling

“Oh yeah” I said feeling happy
“I’ll get to know your Princecharming” We gisted for some minutes before I received a call from Shina that he was closed by. I went outside and recognised his G-wagon immediately. Deep down, I was happy Fiwasaye would be surprised to see how rich Shina was. I waved at him and he stopped right in front of Fiwa’s shop. He alighted and followed me into her shop where I introduced them to each other.

“Thanks for taking care of my woman.”

“My pleasure, Mr. Shina. I hope you’re not going to break my friend’s fragile heart?” She responded jokingly.

“Obviously not” They chatted for some minutes before we left her shop.
On getting to my house, everyone was marvelled when they saw us alighted from the vehicle.

“Oga, wetin you carry come na” Mama Susan asked. Shina handed over some naira notes to her and we went inside. I heard Mama Susan and others arguing who should take the greater share.

“I’m sorry I was late” he apologized.

“Its nothing”

“Mum wanted me to come back home, I told her about you already and she’s ready to meet you”

“Shina!” I was surprised.

“Riri,I know you like me” he winked. I later agreed to his proposal that night and we started dating officially.
We chatted like a long time couples and slept late that night.

The following morning being a Saturday was less hectic, we were indoors in the morning and went to the market to get foodstuffs and soup ingredients, Shina bought them in bulk, we got back home, cooked,ate and when it was time to sleep, Shina asked me what I intended doing since I was jobless

“I pray I get an appointment in any of these banks o”

“I hate white collar jobs for my woman,Riri. As my wife, I preferred you venture into business or learn a skill.”

“I love your makeups, Riri. Are you an artist?”

“No, I do my things my lil way” I answered covering my face.

“Do you know any of the makeup artist in town?”

“MerryGold is Fiwa’s customer.”
“Do you have her number?”
“No but Fiwa should have it”
“Do you know her studio?”

“We’ll go see her on Monday”
“Why?” I asked.

“I’ll enroll you”
I was enrolled into MerryGold makeup school on Monday, that week went smoothly and I hailed respect from my boss, my colleagues and neighbours. I grew wings, I was no longer eating at Mama Sikira buka and after work, I would visit Fiwa at her place, I lied to my neighbours I retired my banking job because my fiancee was against it. Few weeks later, I was at Fiwa’s shop when Bola came in.

“Hello girls” she greeted

“Amber Rose!” We hailed her. Bola was Fiwa’s hostel mate while we were in school. We were not close because she always try to intimidate me, she was one of the people who doubt my “self-acclaimed rich babe” lifestyle. She was the CEO and managing director of the ” runs girl club”while we were in school. Even though, she was from a rich home and had a fiancée abroad, she was a bad gang, she drove the latest car, wore the latest wig and designer clothes. Even though I was proud, she was the pride herself. She nicknamed herself Amber Rose because of her killershape and tinted low cut, she was truly Amber Rose. Even though we learnt she had a botox surgery to get her killershape but she was pretty, she smelt rich and the way she carried herself, I was always afraid to visit Fiwa anytime she was around. Fiwa was no saint too, she followed her for the “runs” job anytime she needed money. My pride could not allow me to go with them, I did my thing my way, I was a one-man mopol, even though we met at hotels few times but we would pretend as if we never met not until one day an Alhaji invited me for two sums and Amber Rose was my partner, we were both shocked and even though we did our thing that day, Amber Rose knew I was living a fake life and reported me to Fiwa after she warned me to stop tagging myself as a good girl.

“Hey babes!” She said as she sat down on the chair opposite us.

“You decided to check me today?” Fiwa said frowning.

“I came for my p@anties” she replied smiling

“I said it, but why don’t you call me to deliver them instead of coming here, Biggest babe”

“I ordered for some Christian Louboutin shoes for myself and my fiancée”

“Is he in town”

“Yea, that’s why i wanted those Sexy Victoria’s secret lingeries” she said tapping her hands.

“Iyawo iyawo, can wait to buy asoebi”

“Abi o” she laughed. “We’re getting married very soon and I’ll be relocating abroad to be with my husband.”She said flashing her engagement ring

“I am happy for you, my dear” I said.

“Everyone is getting married, why am I the only single one here.”

“Who else is getting married.”

“Riri! She’s relocating to the states too”

“Riri, is that true?” She asked looking surprised

“Don’t mind her o” I responded feeling uncomfortable.

“I said it, you! The greatest alakada! Relocating to the states?” She said smiling, everywhere was silent.

“I know her fiancée, Bola. More so, Riri is a changed person”

“Whatever! Get me my package and let me go” she said sounding pissed. Fiwa handed her a pink polythene bag with the inscription “Victoria’s Secret”.

” How much is my bill?”
“I’ll do the transfer when I get home.” She said and left.

“Why she dey vex” Fiwa directed her gaze towards me after Amber Rose left.

“No be una friend she be”

“She think say na only her fit marry Americana?” She said and hissed.

“Bad Belle” I added. Shina came later to pick me , he took me to a detached duplex in Bashiri.

“Where is this, Shina?” She asked.


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