THE GOLDDIGGER 🔞
EPISODE SEVENTEEN (17)
My mum called to check up on me because it’s
been almost a week since I finished writing my
exams and I haven’t called her.
She asked if everything was going well with me
in school which I replied yes. She encouraged
me to stay focused and prayerful in all I do.
It’s been a week I wasn’t able to reach Mrs
Maria. Her phone has been switched off.
I and Cynthia have been living like strangers
even though she choose to be stubborn and
always talk to meo but I avoided her. I was still
angry.
She tried all she could by even cooking my best
meals like beans, garowgarow (rice and beans)
and Dan wake (bean dumplings) to get me talk
to her but I choose to be a Hardguy. I refused to
eat her food and talk to her.
Isah called severally but I told him not to get
himself involved with the issue at hand.
He begged,
” guy please even though I know you are angry
please try and talk to Cynthia she is all you got
in that environment. You think those ladies
around you care about you? They don’t, she is
the only person that really cares”
I replied,
“When I feel like it’s the right time to talk to her I
will talk to her. Thanks bro I appreciate”
One evening I decided to brace myself up and
go to Mrs Maria’s shop.
I dressed in the clothes she told me to pick from
her boutique the last time. I wore it to express
my gratitude to her.
I saw the generous bike man that helped me
take Linda to the hospital.
He took me to the shop but I was surprised to
see the shop closed with a read banner on the
door. With these words “SEALED AND CLOSED”
written on it.
I asked people around what happened but no
one had a tangible answer to my question.
I told the bike man to take me to her house. On
our way to Mrs Maria’s house I had a chat with
the bike man.
He said,
“Aboki nah abubuwa na faruwa fa” (My brother
crazy things are happening)
I usually don’t like talking to bike men because
they love to talk all the time but that day I didn’t
knowknow what came over me.
I replied,
“Mai ya faru” (What happened)
He told me that a lady and her called husband
were arrested last week for killing one of his
colleagues.
I asked,
“What happened”
he replied,
“the woman called him that he should come to
her house in the night”
I cut in and asked,
“were they friends?”
he replied,
“Babu fa” (no)
I replied,
“Muna chikin mugun zamani” (we live in a
wicked world)
We got to Mrs Maria’s house I told the bike man
to wait for me Incase she doesn’t want to see
me I will just go back home without stressing
my self looking for another bike.
I reached the gate and knocked. The gate man
opened the the door.
I said,
“Good day is you madam home”
The gate man was a Yoruba dude he wasn’t
fluent in English.
He replied,
“Madam don comot go with oga them fit no
come back again” (My madam and her husband
are not around and I don’t think they will come
back”
I thanked the guy and told the bike man to take
me back home.
On our way home he asked about Linda’s
health. I told him she was fine and healthy.
It was a quite ride back home.
We reached my gate, I asked the bike man how
much I was to pay for his service he told me
500 naira.
I was shocked because I was expecting nothing
less than 1500 naira. I gave the guy five
thousand naira he was very greatful he thanked
me.
He gave me his number to call him anytime I
need his services.
I entered into the sitting room it was choked
with aroma of catfish pepper soup.
I wanted to eat it so badly but I remembered I
and Cynthia aren’t in good terms I just walked to
my room and locked my door.
I was scrolling through Facebook when I saw a
post about a Yahoo boy and his girlfriend who
were arrested for fraud and also using people
for ritual.
I read through the article I was shocked when I
saw the picture of the arrested culprits.
I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing. It
was my Maria and her husband in cuffs.
Shock was an understatement to what I felt.
Maria confessed on luring young guys from
parties to her shop, where she promises them
alot of cash and gifts then invite them to her
house so that she and her boyfriend could
renew powers that makes it easier for them to
manipulate people and defraud them of thier
money.
The article explained how she called a guy
whose name was undisclosed to come over but
couldn’t make it. So she called a bike man
whom she normally sends on errands.
According to the article they have killed fifteen
young guys and ten ladies.They were arrested
when the dead guys friends who took him to the
house wasn’t able to locate him after two days
of taking him to the apartment.
He reported the case to the police who raided
the house and were able to unveil the truth.
I couldn’t control the tears running down my
cheeks. So the guy the bike man was talking
about was the same guy that Maria and her
boyfriend killed.
At that moment I knew that it’s time for me to
apologize, beg for forgiveness and also thank
Cynthia for saving my life.
I was still keeping malice with her. I called the
bike man to come and take me to a boutique.
I got to the boutique and bought a pair of dress
that Cynthia told me she wanted to buy before
our fight. I also bought her favorite chocolate
and a big gift box.
The bike man waited for me to finish my
shopping. On my way home I bought pizza and
ice cream. I even bought ice cream for the bike
man because he has tried.
We got home I was so excited I asked the guy
for his account details. I told him I will make a
transfer.
I entered and Cynthia ignored me. It was the
first time she ignored me since she drugged me.
I thought it was just her own way of saying she
was tired of begging me. I never knew I pushed
her so much to the wall.
I said,
“yar gata yar albarka Allah ya ja Zamanin ki” (
blessed babe may you live long)
She asked,
“how can I help you”
I replied,
“ahan ahan has it gotten to that it’s your bro
whom you love so much”
She looked at me and said,
“I know my brothers and I have only 2 they are
in Adamawa state”
I got closer to her said,
“Cynthia common stop this”
She looked at me and said
” I can see you don’t have anything to say”
She walked out on me.
I entered my room and transferred 10k naira to
the bike man.
I said to my self,
“Cynthia is just feeling herself tomorrow we will
start vibing again”
Cynthia did what I did to her for two days.
She gave me different attitudes throughout the
two days. I called Isah to help me beg her.
He organized a group call for the three of us.
The conversation,
Isah: guys please I don’t want to talk much
please you both should stop this malice thing
you are doing. Last week it was Hardguy this
week is Cynthia.
Hardguy: Cynthia please am really sorry for
been harsh on you. I know you cared and loved
me. I promised to be the best bro I can be to
you.
Isah: baby Cynthia please forgive him.
Cynthia: I will think about it. and he should
remember that the only brothers I have are in
Adamawa state.
She ended the call.
