Fifty Million for My Ex?
Chapter 5: Old Flames, New Trouble
As I dey remember, Maybach don reach Obinna Nwokedi lakeside villa.
He come open door for me.
I no move, so he pinch my cheek.
I slap his hand away playfully and mutter, "Na so you dey do, abi?"
Obinna Nwokedi nod, serious.
“True. But at least I no dey form Nollywood script for breakup. Make I remind you?”
He open our old chat, begin read like robot:
“In your circle, dem dey call am ‘gen.’
I be just actress, maybe I no reach ‘gen.’
I no wan be canary again, no wan dey cage.
Our best ending na you dey shine for stage, me dey waka for spring mountain.
Make we no meet again.
I be extra, I no fit jealous; I be passerby, I don prepare.”
AHHHH!
Abeg, shut up!
Shame wan finish me. I rush hug am, try collect phone.
Obinna Nwokedi just carry me like pikin, waka inside house.
For him arm, I calm small.
I bone face, ask, “Wetin you want?”
“You no see? First I dey pet myself, then I go pet you. Oya, make we clear today wahala. Tell her about us.”
For one corner, I no notice, he don dial Halima Ruo, hold phone near my mouth.
I hear her sweet voice for the other end:
“Brother Obinna, na you call me first today~ I dey happy~”
My chest dey pound, but I just dey form strong. This Obinna, e get as e dey use person head, but na only me fit match am for wahala.
...
Who I be, where I dey, wetin I go talk—this thing dey awkward die.
I look Obinna Nwokedi, he just dey raise eyebrow, make I talk.
Long silence, Halima Ruo begin suspect.
“Brother Obinna?”
“Ahem, na me, your Amaka-jie…”
“Amaka-jie? Why you dey call me from Brother Obinna phone?”
I rush think excuse.
“I think say I forget my phone for studio makeup room. Just jam Obinna Nwokedi, so I use him phone call you. You never go? Abeg help me find my phone.”
Obinna Nwokedi dey hear my yarn, dey hide laugh. I pinch him waist.
Halima Ruo pause small. “Oh, okay, no wahala.”
Once she answer, I end call quick.
Obinna Nwokedi lean close, voice soft.
“Baby, after you call, remember say you suppose find phone too. See as I dey good to you~”
...
“You do am on purpose!”
I off screen, jump from him arm.
“Of course. Now, even if she slow, she go know about us.”
“Wahala, her papa get power oh.”
“She get power papa—wetin I get, ahhh?”
“Now wey I don offend her, I go dey blacklist?”
I dey panic, but Obinna Nwokedi pull me back, face serious.
“You fit rest on me.”
“But you no be my anything…”
I grumble, no fit look him face.
Obinna Nwokedi stand well, hand for waist.
“Make we clear am. Who talk say I be your sugar daddy?”
I roll my eyes and add, "If na sugar daddy, at least make you dey give monthly allowance, abi?"
I clear throat. “Na so e dey for all the novels…”
Obinna Nwokedi: “….”
He just shake head, like person wey dey look small pikin wey no sabi maths. He come close, eye soft, voice low. "Amaka, I no be storybook sugar daddy. I be your own Obinna."
He vex small. Take deep breath.
“Go ask people—wetin kind sugar daddy dey play dress-up with canary, no let am sleep until she smile?”
“Which sugar daddy go redecorate whole house for canary, dey lie for pink sofa and pink bedsheet?”
“Which sugar daddy dey write five thousand word apology, no repeat, every time canary vex, dey disgrace himself?”
I mumble, “I think say na your own wahala.”
Obinna Nwokedi look me like say I get two heads.
“Miss Amaka, you don train me like dog, you say na wahala?”
He pause, then calm down.
“So you understand now? I no be sugar daddy. Na your boyfriend—your future husband.”
I nod, small shame catch me.
“But I hear say you wan marry another person.”
“And who tell you that one?”
He click tongue, like say he see through me.
“Na cousin of neighbour aunty housemaid…”
Obinna Nwokedi: “…Aunty, you go hear me for once?”
“So you no dey marry another person?”
He rub my head.
“I get brother, abeg. Make him go marry. Nobody fit control me.”
Hmm… True son.
“Anything else you wan ask? Ask now, make you no run again.”
He don soft, voice low.
My mind sharp, I ask last question.
“Why you help me first time we meet? Love at first sight?”
Obinna Nwokedi think small, then laugh.
“Maybe because, for all those strange people, one chubby small cake dey form big girl?”
I squint. “So I no fine?”
He lean in, eye full laugh.
“You fine. And sweet.”
Soft, soapy scent just wrap me, my nose dey tingle.
Hey hey hey, see as you dey lick person. Bad boy, ahhh!
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For my mind, I dey pray make village people no use this love do me strong thing. But e sweet me sha, I no go lie. Na so person dey fall for Lagos.
