I walked to the altar, against madamโs wish. I mean, this is the house of the Lord; I wasnโt going to miss my blessings simply because someone didnโt approve of it. But somewhere in my mind I was thinking; what if they were calling us out so we would be asked to sow a seed or make one financial donation or the other? Haaaaa! That means hanty would laugh me to scorn when I return. I turned to look at her, and she gave me one very stern look like that; I ignored and walked even more majestically. Whatโs the worse that could happen? Iโd just make a pledge and redeem whenever I can. At that point, I was willing to face anything but returning to her, thereby agreeing to the fact that I wasnโt single.
As expected, when the speaker called for โSingle ladiesโ, hanty did not move an inch. In no time, the lady who had called us out stated her intentions. She wanted the Pastor and his wife who had been married for 35 years for stretch forth their hands and pray for the singles; with pastor praying for the guys and the wife for the ladies. This was so that whatever Grace kept their marriage for that long, would work for us when we eventually get married. At the Revelation of this, I was happy both in my spirit and soul. At this point, even if they asked us to drop money at the end, I wouldnโt mind. I lifted my head to the heavens, shut my eyes, opened my heart and my hands as though I was expecting something physically. The prayers went on, and the pastor and his wife touched every one of us standing, after which we were asked to return to our seats without asking for anything.
On my way back to where I was previously seated, I had the biggest grin on. I imagined the cold War that was going to take place before the official close of service, as hanty was still not smiling. Oh! If only Precious had come with me, this would have been a perfect time for us to take our leave. On getting to my seat, I noticed hanty had moved my jotter, biro and keyholder to a seat behind her, and kept a straight face so as not to establish eye contact with me. In my mind I was like, Good riddance!!! I sat down gently on my new seat, brought out my phone and saw a message from Precious asking if he could still come. I hissed, and kept my phone back in my pocket. After a short while, we shared the Grace and service came to an end.
She quickly picked her stuff and went out of the auditorium as though she didnโt come with anyone in the first place. I followed her closely and called out to her, Babe! Whatโs the problem? She didnโt even answer nor say a word to me. She soon joined her friends and they were exchanging pleasantries, leaving me to be standing like a lone wolf. I again walked up to her and told her I was leaving, stopped a bike and headed home. It was already almost 6.30, and the weather looked like it wanted to rain.
On getting to my street junction, I called her to inform her I was home; she didnโt take my calls. I thought to myself that she probably was still busy gisting with her friends, that sheโd return my calls when she can. I continued walking down my street, when I heard a voice from behind; Hello! I turned, and it was a young fair lady, with a traveling bag, walking towards me. โHi, my name is Chioma. Sorry to bother you, please this is my first time in Warri and Iโm looking for one Chief James Efe, was told his house is on this streetโ. Oh! Thatโs my landlord, I live in his compound, itโs a few blocks down the street, I replied. Oh thank heavens! She heaved a sigh of relief. Come let me help you with your bag. I took the traveling bag from her, leaving her with her backpack and small handbag. We walked down to my compound and were chatting along the way. I found out she was a mixed breed of Ibo and Calabar, and was a serving Corp member posted to Warri. Chief James was a church member to one of her family friends, and he had offered to give her accommodation throughout her service year. We got home in no time, I dropped her bag in front of my landlordโs house and turned to go home. She called me back and asked for my number, I gave her, she dialed it on her phone and my phone rang. I turned to her to signify that Iโd seen it, and entered my house.
I had just finished taking a shower when my phone message tone rang. I was like, oh! Maybe hanty had tried calling me when I was in the bathroom, and then messaged me. I picked up my phone, opened the message and it was from CORPER CHIOMA..
Hello, I just wanted to thank you for your help earlier, I really do appreciate. Iโm still unpacking, but this house looks like itโs going to be boring for me. Do you mind if I stop by your place later so we could gist?
Ah ah! We just met less than 30mins ago and this one is already offering to come to my house? Issokay.. I tried calling hanty again, but she still didnโt take my calls. Well! Atleast I tried.
โOh! OK. But maybe tomorrow. Iโm a bit tired now and would want to go to bed early today. Welcome to Warriโ was my response to her text. Ofcourse, it wouldnโt be proper for her to come to my house that night, I mean, I felt somehow about it; I wasnโt just comfortable with the idea. I knew weโd definitely get along later on because, my landlord is barely around as he works offshore, his wife and kids are in the US; so itโs usually his house keeper and cousin, who at the time had gone to the village, that usually stays in the house. Ofcourse she was going to be bored with time. But NOT TODAY!

It was 7:15pm, my relationship was hanging on a balance, and Iโd just made a new friend who was an Ibo/Calabar mixed breed.
18 comments
Wait let hanty catch you fess!
Calabar blood…issok ooo!
What happened to Calabar blood??
Farley I need this tales in pdf oh all these suspense
Ok.. I go Farley you at the end of the day…
Just when I was enjoying it, you ended it.
#sad
I’m sorry…
Don’t worry I won’t end it again
Hmmmmmmmm,i pity u o. Wait fess,let hanty catch u
You people are even putting fear in my mind… What have I done now??
Laughs .
Calabar girl๐ณ๐ณ
I sha donโt know why psquare โthis na temptationโ keeps playing in my head๐๐คฃ๐คฃ
Point of correction… She’s a mixed breed Ibo/Calabar…
Plus delete that song from your head ๐๐๐
Calabar๐๐๐๐ itโs well
What happened to Calabar na? Is there something you guys are not telling me?
When will this toxic relationship end? ๐
This is my last bustop oo.. I don’t know about her ๐๐๐
Don’t let haunty see you with Calabar chick o… I sha smell trouble that no one can save you from
She’s a mixed breed oooo… Ibo/Calabar. I am not getting into any troubles in Jesus name
Financial woman/doggy woman
Issokay