I was sweating profusely after Iyabo’s mum barged into her room and caught us doing the unexpected. I tried explaining to her that it was not what she thinks, though they say seeing is believing but it can also be deceiving (trying to calm her).
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She just kept shouting ‘mo daran mo daran’ meaning “I’m in trouble”. Still feeling guilty and trying to beg her to please lower her voice (after all she’s over 18 and not a “V” sef). She just kept shouting until her eldest daughter (Motunrayo) rushed in to confirm what the noise was all about.
Immediately she saw us….. she passed out and that was when I knew the gravity of what I had done. Iya Motunrayo and Iyabo were trying to bring Motunrayo back to life while I looked at the women (family) that I had slept with (even Iya Motunrayo sef) in a confused state. Which made me to reminisce about my simple way of life then.
I was not brought up this wild(my thought).
I was raised in a family of Five. comprises of two boys, a girl and our parent. one thing I noticed about our family is that people keeps complimenting our parents that we are cute. But in reality, we truly are.
My Dad is a disciplinarian, so growing up with him was tough. Actually he’s a top ranked Custom officer but he would have passed for a MAJOR GENERAL in the army because of his strictness and protocol.
He was very strict that he does not entertain children from our neighbourhood. The only children allowed by my Dad into our big house were the children of a custom officer like himself, Mr. Adeboye. They lived next street to ours. People say ‘great men think alike’…. I can say yes to that when it comes to the way these military men treat their children.
All work without play is now a daily routine to us. From house to school… school to house…. house to church… church to house, that’s how we spend our week and the same routine goes for every week. Little did I know that all this is about to change in a jiffy with Bidemi Adeboye (daughter of the Adeboye’s)
Bidemi Adeboye changed my perspective to life. We were so closed that our parents were beginning to suspect that we were dating. But they couldn’t do anything, rather than hope that’s not true. We became fond of each other that if we were of the same gender, she would have been passing the night in our place and me at her place too.
I was 17years old then and Bidemi was 16 but She would have passed for a 20 year old girl. She is tall and has all the right curves at the right place.
One unfaithful day in my room, We started playing and I told her that I always feel jealous when other guys look at her with lust.
Me: Yes….(my heart beating fast) I think……
Me: (staring away) I think I like you. And I will like to….. never mind, I don’t think it can work
Bidemi: I like you too… what do you mean about not working out?
Me: (still staring away) our parents. They would skin us alive if they get to know.
Bidemi: (now Smiling and moved closer to me) that’s if you tell them.
Me: (I dey craze ni) hmnnnnnn
She now puts her hand on my cheek to turn my face towards her and planted a light kiss on my lips. It was my first kiss and it felt like an electric shock all through my body. I was too shy to say anything. Just looking like mumu that lost his phone. She kept asking me ;’Femi what’s wrong with you? You are too quite oooo.” I told her that I am fine.
Checked the time and I suggested we should go over to her place to check on her own family too (that’s why they never suspect anything). She said “Okay’ and we left for her house.
On our way down to her house. I was still pondering if it’s real or not. She kept on asking different questions.
Bidemi: Femi, what’s wrong with you?
Me: Nothing…. It seems I’m not feeling too fine
Bidemi: I have been asking what’s wrong with you before we left your house but you refused to tell me. Pele(sorry).
Me. Ose (thank you)
Bidemi: maybe we should go back to your house so that you can rest a little.
Me: no oo! I will be fine, besides we are almost at your gate.
We got to her house and she shouted Abdul(their gateman).
Abdul: coming small madam (opens the gate). Welcome back.
Bidemi: Who’s at home?
Abdul: nobody ma. Kikelomo just come back from school and she talk say she wan go check her fwends.
Kikelomo is Bidemi only sibling and she’s 19years of age and a student of unilag, studying philosophy. You would have thought that they were twin because they so much look alike.
We entered their compound and went straight to her room. Immediately we entered, she went to get paracetamol for me. I took the drug but deep inside of me I know that not even a whole pack of paracetamol can cure what is doing me. Now I’m now feeling much relaxed. Then I called her name
Me: Bidemi, can I ask you some questions?
Me: you know I like you
Bidemi: Yes and I like you too (giggling)
I kept quiet for a while and she asked that… is that your question?
Me: Yes but there’s still more…. why did you kiss me?
Bidemi: (felt embarrassed) because I want to…. (staring away)
Me: I have always wanted to kiss you but something keeps stopping me.
Bidemi: (now Smiling) really
Me: Yes…. can I kiss you?
Bidemi: (amused) yes.
Me: I want it to be special…. can you please close your eyes?
I dragged her to her feet with her eyes already closed. I moved closer to her. I placed my lips very close to hers and I could see that her breathing has increased with so much pace. (didnt kiss her on her lips). Moved my lips and planted a kiss on her forehead… planted another on her left cheek….. another on her right cheek…… then I planted one on the pointer of her nose.
Her breathing increased when I slid my lips down from her nose down to her lips and waited for a while. She knew my lips was very close to hers and she has already shaped her mouth for it. Now she’s visibly shaking. She moved her lips towards mine, I withdrew it when it was about to touch mine. She opens her eyes and I kissed her before her opened eyes could form any image in her brain. We kissed for almost 5 minutes before we broke off.
We kept quiet for 5mins, still sinking down what happened.
She broke the silence and said that was my best kiss ever. I looked into her eyes and I said ‘same with me’.
Bidemi: I think I’m falling in love with you
Me: me too
Bidemi: I always knew that there’s something hidden about you.
Me: How do you mean?
Bidemi: How many girls have you knocked out like the way you did to me when kissing me?
Me: (looking down) actually, you were the first person that I would kiss except kisses from my family members
Bidemi: Oniro (liar)
Me: I’m serious
We were still arguing when Kikelomo barged into the room.
We greeted her and she responded very warmly. She just kept talking about her life in school (bla bla bla). She just couldn’t stop(hush… mood crasher).
Bidemi and I occasionally winked at each other but mindful about the presence of her sister. I checked the time and I told them that I have to take my leave before my Dad had me hospitalised for coming home late. We all laughed.
They both saw me off to the gate and I waved them goodbye.
I got home very happy. I went straight to the bathroom to shower. Got on my bed, picked my phone and I saw that Bidemi has sent me a text. The text read “I wish what happened today could happen every other day. Just want to check if you are home. Missing you already. Bidemi loves you. Hmwammm!”
My mind skips after reading the text: I know that I love her but with those two military men around (the love no go grow). I dialled her number and she picks….
Bidemi: it’s now that you have my time abi?
Me: no oooo! I had to take my bath and attend to some family chores
Bidemi: family chores that’s more important than me.
Me: it’s not like that (mum calls from distance “femi” )…. maaaaaa…. mummy is calling me. will call you later in the day. better still, let’s do night call
Bidemi: (giggling) okay… village boy…. maaaaaa
Me: you are not serious… later jo. love you
Bidemi: love you too (hangs off).
Rushed out to meet my mum. She said that she has already collected GCE form for me, that I should go to the cafe with my elder brother to fill it. I was happy and rushed towards her and hug her… thank you mummy. It’s okay, just start reading your books. Ese gan ma. Peck her on her cheek and left.
It’s 10pm now.. I dialled Bidemi’s number but she did not pick. Maybe she went to bed early because of our proposed night call.
I’m now alone thinking of what might happen if our families got to know about it. Lost in thought… I don’t know when I dozed off, only for me to wake up around 5:45am with 22 missed calls on my phone. That was when I remembered that my phone was on silent. Yeepa! This girl go kill me today oooo. I Flashed her just for me to know if she’s sleeping or not. She called me back immediately :
Bidemi: you try oooo… I have been up all night because of you. Look at the time now. Is this suppose to be your midnight call?
Me: I’m sorry…. my phone was on silent because I’m not used to night calling
Bidemi: na me con dey do night call abi?
Me: it’s not what I meant…. I’m sorry
Bidemi: it’s okay… at least you called. I can go to bed now.
Me : I will make it up to you… bye
Bidemi: bye dear (hangs off)
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