THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401 (Part 13&14) – OPEYEMI OJERINDE AKINTUNDE
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“THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401″(Part 13)
©Opeyemi Akintunde
Ifakolade took me to his house, or what he called a house… His place was an uncompleted one bedroom apartment with an attached toilet and bathroom… His kitchen was an open place in the compound.
What made the scenario worse, was the number of touts that were living with him.
When we got to his house that midnight, the moment we stepped into the compound, I practically went into shock as I saw the uncountable number of bodies sleeping on the floor in the compound, we had to cross over sleeping bodies.
As a special guest and wife to be, Ifakolade took me inside the bedroom, only to find a couple making out on the bed. The sight was highly irritating, they were sweating in this stuffy and smelly room.
Ifakolade was mad at them, as he tried to pick up a bottle to hit it on the man… “Shepe, how many times have I told you to stop bringing a woman to my room, you dey craze”.
The young man started apologizing… I had to step out for some fresh air, so it came to me as a shock, when Ifakolade told me that was the room I would be sleeping….
Suddenly the urge to throw up took over… I was going to throw up, if I stayed one more minute in that dirty hole, he called a room. I told him, I was going to sleep outside.
“How will you sleep outside Oosamuyiwa, You know what? I will clean up the room myself” Ifakolade suddenly started using a soft voice as he spoke to me…
“Oosamuyiwa, I am sorry for how all these is turning out, I am not as bad as I appear, I am a very nice person, it’s just destiny. If I had the opportunity of going to school like you, I would have turned out better than this…” He kept on ranting
as he was clearing the room… But all that was on my mind was how I was going to escape all these without losing any one close to me…
Jawegbona!!!….” Yes!” I was going to see the herbalist who said I had to marry Ifakolade in order to have my revenge on Larry.
Maybe, this story was false and it probably was my mother and Ifakolade’s way of making me get married to him… I remembered they had secret talks before telling me about Baba Jawegbona.
“Oosamuyiwa, do you know Destiny cannot be changed, it may just be delayed… You know when we were younger, we used to play husband and wife… See how God is playing everything out…”
Ifakolade kept on talking, but my mind was somewhere else… My mind was with Pastor James, I was wondering what he was doing… I knew he would be listening to one of my tracks…
“God, please just this last time, let me clear up this mess with Ifakolade and Larry, then give me a chance with Pastor James…
I promise not to mess up again, I promise to pick up the pieces of my life back in Jesus name I pray” I prayed silently as I looked absentmindedly at Ifakolade.
I was not sure if God heard me, but I had done my part. The next morning, I told Ifakolade I wanted to take a walk around…
“You want to run away?” he said as he was cleaning his gun… His group of touts were hailing ME as the Don’s wife… “NO…”…I replied as I was not planning to tell him where I was going…
“If you try to run away, have it at the back of your mind, that I have your family and pastor boyfriend “… He said… The gate rustled and as we turned to see who it was… My heart jumped… Pastor James. Ifakolade was angry… I rushed towards him before
Ifakolade kills him, especially with the gun in his hand, but Ifakolade blocked my way… “Yes Pastor, what are you doing here?” “I came here to see Grace”…he said looking at me and not Ifakolade.
“I don’t have Grace here, I have Oosamuyiwa and I don’t think you have a business with Oosamuyiwa… ”
“She is not Oosamuyiwa, she is Grace… “Pastor James said with anger in His eyes… I had never seen him angry before…
“Oosamuyiwa… Tell this man your name before I do something you won’t like, he is asking for someone who doesn’t live here… Oosamuyiwa, what is your name… ”
I swallowed hard, as It took everything for me to say it…
” OrishaMUYIWA “…..I said… Pastor James shook his head… “So Pastor, out of my house…
“Pastor James walked out but I didn’t care what was going to happen, I ran after Pastor James and held him so tight, holding his face and looking intently into his eyes…
“Pastor James, I have a plan… I promise you… I am coming back, I just need to clear up my mess” I said with tears
“Grace, you don’t need to clear up your mess, you don’t have the strength, Let Jesus clear it…I Am ready to stand by you… We can make a report at the police station…”
“Nooo, the scandal will be too much for me, and besides If I let Jesus clear it, I may lose you or another member of my family, Ifakolade is determined to shed blood and so is my mother….
Let me just do this… I don’t want another blood on my hands, 3 people have died because of me… Please understand Let ME just do what Ifakolade wants and I promise after Larry’s death I am done… ”
“I hope I don’t lose you, I have a feeling if you go with Ifakolade, I will lose you… Please Grace… Please…” He said holding me firmly
“Time up…” Ifakolade said from behind… “Pastor James, she has given you her word, once she is through with me, she will come back to you… Why can’t you be patient?” Ifakolade said mockingly
Ifakolade pulled me back into the compound…. I saw Pastor James going away, and that was the last time I saw him before it was too late… Too late for what? Wait till you read the next part…
But before I drop my pen… Later that day, I went to visit Jawegbona shrine under a disguise and this was what he had to say…
“I never said you both should get married, all I said was that there had to be s€xual interc0urse between you both, before going to kill the man… You may or may not get married”…Jawegbona had said…
Now, I got the whole picture, I didn’t have to marry Ifakolade, all we needed to do was have s€xual interc0urse…
I was ready, I didn’t care if I was pregnant… My body didn’t mean much to me anymore… Let Ifakolade do what he had to do that night and the next morning we would set out to the city to kill Larry…
I confronted Ifakolade and told him I had seen Jawegbona, he wasn’t Happy but he agreed we didn’t have to get married. I had the most painful and most regrettable interc0urse of my life that night…
I was shedding tears as Ifakolade was tearing me apart… The more he was having fun, the more hatred I had for Larry… It felt like rape and he constantly used his massive dirty hands to cover my mouth from screaming in pain…
I couldn’t wait for the day to break as I couldn’t sleep anymore. .. By 4am Ifakolade and I set out for the revenge mission after eating the concoction Jawegbona had prepared for our FORTIFICATION…
BUT… The day didn’t turn out as I expected, it was a BLACK DAY for me….
To be continued…
“THAT NIGHT IN ROOM 401″(Part 14)
©Opeyemi Akintunde
Ifakolade looked very happy as we journeyed to the city. We took the first bus out of Igbonla. I wanted to take my jeep, but he said my Jeep could leave tracks for the police to trace the death of Larry to me…
That made sense. In the public bus we took, I had people who recognized me in the bus and I tried to give my fake smile. We got to the city by 6:30am. The plan was to stay at a motel till later that day.
I went into the motel with my head covered with a scarf and I wore black shades to hide my identity… Getting into the room, it was a torture room. The room was definitely a daily hang out for loose men and prostitutes. The room had that s€xual stench even though it was clean…
Ifakolade settled in quickly on the bed, and he asked me to join him… “You need to rest your back and your feet” Ifakolade said He was right… My back was aching…
I sat on the bed with my back against the wall. Ifakolade looked at me with eyes that were different from the ones I had been seeing… The look was soft and innocent…
“Oosamuyiwa… Pregnancy does look good on you… I wish the circumstances were right and you were my wife… I wish I was one of those guys who put on suits, you know the corporate guys… and having you as my wife…
I would have been the happiest man on earth, but…. Destiny!!!… I didn’t choose my background, my background choose me…” He said as he laid on the bed turning his back to me…
“Oosamuyiwa, imagine if I am the son of a rich man, or a pastor, maybe I would have turned out like your Pastor James…. and maybe you would have found me attractive enough to be your husband… but I guess Pastor James is the winner…
“He said with a dry laughter
“Ifakolade, we shouldn’t let our backgrounds nail us to the ground”…I found myself preaching to Ifakolade… and I guess I was preaching to myself too…
“Ifakolade, you can decide to rewrite your story, because no matter where we find ourselves or even if by our making, we are where we shouldn’t be, we can decide to get out of that life, to take the right path into becoming who God Will be proud of… ”
I must have spoken for 5 minutes before turning to look at Ifakolade to see if he understood what I said, I was shocked to see him asleep… All my motivational words had fallen on deaf ears…
Ifakolade woke up much later to get us some food, but I wasn’t in the mood for the food. I was literally counting down the hours left till 11pm.
At exactly 10:30pm, Ifakolade told me it was time to leave, a taxi was waiting for us, as we were driving towards Larry’s house, my heart was pumping hard, I was having second thoughts, but it seem like Ifakolade was reading my mind, he laid his hand on my hand and whispered in my ear..
“If we don’t do this, we will have more evil doers on the surface of the earth… We need less of the Larrys In this world”…I nodded in agreement.
“And I meant everything I said this morning… You look beautifully pregnant and if you ever have a rethink, I can try to be like Pastor James… “That made me smile…
All day I had seen a different Ifakolade, soft and warm. Truly, if he had been raised differently, he might have turned out a better man… and if the circumstances were right this would have been a great opportunity to win a soul for God, but unfortunately I also needed to be saved…
“We are there” Ifakolade jolted me back to the harsh reality of life. We were already few blocks away from Larry’s house. Then it dawned on me, I never asked Ifakolade how we were going to get into the house…
“How do we go in? I asked
“Trust me” He said simply…
We paid the taxi fare and walked towards Larry’s gate. Suddenly, Ifakolade held me by the hands and said some incantations, something about becoming like the wind…
To my utmost surprise, Musa, Larry’s security man did not see us. Ifakolade had knocked, but as Musa opened the gate, he kept asking who was there… It seem like he didn’t see us.
Ifakolade held my hand and we walked in unnoticed. Larry’s dogs started barking at us, but they couldn’t come close… “They can see us?” I asked him “Yes… the animals can see us… “Ifakolade replied
” Not just the animals, I can see you”…We heard Larry’s voice and just like in the movies, he surfaced before us….He started laughing at us…
“Really, Sis Grace…My Sister in the Lord, so you can go this diabolical… Wow…
Change really is the most constant thing in the world. You never know a true Christian, until he or she is faced with serious challenges” Larry said mockingly
“I hate you”. I said meaning every word… “But that was not what you said months back. Have you forgotten how you used to cry and you will tell me “Larry I wish I had met you before my husband, I love you so much I can’t help myself…”
He said mimicking my voice… Tears dropped from my eyes…. Larry looked at my pregnancy and said…
“I can also see my baby is growing” He moved closer to touch me…
“If you dare…” Ifakolade said… “Hey, so you are the new catch, well for your information, if it is what I came to get from her life you are also looking for, Sorry! You came too late… I have taken everything…” Larry said proudly
“I don’t need her money… I am not a gold digger like you… So this is why you were after her, Oosamuyiwa can you hear this?, he did this all for your money” Ifakolade said with Irritation in his voice..
I was speechless because Larry never took money from me… Except for his professional charges as my keyboardist…
‘” Who is talking about money…? Well, let me hint you a bit, Sis Grace. I never had any business with you, it was my father who brought your Audio CD home 10years ago and he sat me down telling me you were a goldmine…
My Father who was an herbalist was able to count your stars through your image on the Audio CD… numbering 70,000 stars….
He told me if I could only have one s€xual intimacy with you, I could take those stars and use it for myself…” What was Larry Saying? I stood transfixed to the spot…
“I was never a Keyboardist, I had to learn the keyboard for 3 years in order to get access to you… For five years, I became your keyboardist just to have that one night of Star capturing and I did…
So don’t worry, in no time, I will be a household name, thanks for lending me your stars…
And I am sorry, I don’t intend returning them…” Larry was saying so much and my small head couldn’t understand it…
It felt like the ground was shaking, I staggered a little, but I felt Ifakolade’s strong hands holding me from falling.
Ifakolade was speechless as well, but out of the blues, Ifakolade brought out his gun and aimed it at Larry…. Larry laughed at him with so much mockery IN His laughter. He turned to return back to his house.
“I am in a very good mood today and besides I don’t want to kill my baby, you both should go back the same way you came…” Ifakolade took my very numb hand and placed it on his own, and he fired the gun at Larry…. To be continued….
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