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Unfaithful Courtyard (Episode 3)

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Amanda’s heart beat pulsated as Tunde drew closer to her. He grabbed her waist and hurled her to himself. “Stop…” She protested but he spurned her protest and planted his lips on her neck. He moved his lips to her chin and then to her left ear lobe and licked it like a child. He literally swallowed her ear, forcing her to quiver uncontrollably.

She began to squirm faintly and he pressed his lips against her munching lips. He kissed her like he intended extracting her breath from her mouth.

She pulled from the French kiss a minute later, gasping for air. He went for her bulging breast after giving her a minute to catch her breath.

He clutched her breast with delight and caressed it with a fiery tenacity. He tried taking off her blouse but she resisted. “Please stop…” She cried. WhyDon‘t you want it?” He talked with a hoarsed voice, probably caused by his extreme lustful desire. 

I feel guilty…” She mumbled. “Why?” He asked with his eyes propped out. 

Your wife…”

What about her?”

I can’t  bear the thoughts of her finding out.”

Who will tell her?”

Don‘t you feel guilty?”

I don‘t. I love you Amanda, that‘s all that matters.”

He moved to kiss her but she resisted again. “How can I face your wife, when I visit her at the hospital?” She asked him quizzically like she wanted a reasonable reply. “Then don‘t go visit her,” He retorted. “You know what? I should just leave now,” She spoke with angst in her voice. He grabbed her right hand as she was about leaving and pleaded: “Don‘t leave please…”

 “I am in love with you Amanda. I can‘t help feeling this way. I know you feel the same way.

Amanda kept mute like she was trying to ascertain if truly she felt same way for him. “You can‘t fight the feeling Amanda,” He said, staring deep into her eyes.  “I am not in love with you Tunde. I still love my husband,” She spoke with a poise that was suppose to reflect sincerity. 

You said I am the only man, who makes you feel like a woman.”

“Yes. But it doesn’t mean I don’t love and cherish my husband.”

“You speak of him with contempt.”

I am mad at him sometimes.”

“Why lie to yourself? You hate that man for God sake…”

“He is the father of my daughter. I don’t want her to go through what I went through in a broken home.”

“Against your happiness?”

“Her happiness matters to me than mine.”

Tunde expressed shocked but he kept his calm and spoke in a mild depressive tone: “I am divorcing my wife.” “No. Please don’t do that to that poor woman,” Amanda begged. 

I don’t love her… “

“Is it because she is ill?”

“No. I never loved her.”

“Then why did you marry her?”

“For all the wrong reasons. For which I regret…”

“She is sick. Think of that Tunde.”

I am done been her slave. And I know you also want to be freed from Ade’s bondage.”

“I can’t be free from Ade… “

Tunde looked at her with a downright bewilderment.
 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 


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Unfaithful courtyard (Episode 1)

This is a work of fiction. Names and events are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to people; dead or alive or past events or works of other authors is merely a coincidence. 

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©Gabriel G Odigiri,2017

                         

                              (1)

Amanda lurched on the white washed prison wall. She took a drag of cigarette and puffed the smokes into the air. She threw it to the floor and squashed it with her left foot as a prison officer walked towards her. He appeared quite roguely in his faded brown uniform with a conspicuous red blotch embroidered on his breast pocket. He grinned at her, putting to display his oiled gaped tooth. Amanda literally threw up in her stomach as he gloated: “Madam lawyer wetin dey?” “Nothing…” She spat and continued: “Is the Warden free to see me now?” He smirked at her without responding and she pushed him out of her way and walked into the prison house…

Amanda paced the Warden’s office; left, right and center. She appeared furious like she intended tearing into shread the languid aged man seated with his hands crossed on his desk. “Calm down Barrister Amanda…” He wheezed. “Don’t tell me to calm down officer. You know my client is the victim, yet you…” Amanda vented. 

“She was at the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“Let her out of solitary… ” 

“We follow protocol Ma’am…”

“Protocol? We’ve come a long way Sir. I am perturbed you are bringing this up.”

“See barrister, I may be the head here but I am definitely a tail somewhere else…”

“Warden please be considerate. My client has a court proceeding the late part of this week. I need to speak with her… ”

“Please leave my office barrister…”

“Name your price… ”

Amanda sat at the visiting room. She looked contended but not satisfied. A woman was hurled into the room by a prison officer. Amanda swiftly stood like she was about to embrace the woman. “What did I say about the cuffs officer?” Amanda heaved her voice at the prison officer. “I dey follow instructions o barrister… ” the officer squawked. 

“Please uncuff her…” Amanda commanded. The officer reluctantly uncuffed her. They both sat facing each others. Amanda took a moment to access the woman. The woman was about thirty-five years old but appeared like a hagard teenage girl with deep eccentric eyes. She didn’t appear like someone who could hurt a fly.

“How are you doing?” Amanda asked. “I am okay…” the woman replied like she doubted herself. 

“You are not suppose to feel okay.”

“Why?”

“You slice your husband’s penis.”

“I am paying you to get me out…”

“And I feel wicked doing that… ”

“Then quit… ”

“I can’t even if I wanted to. I already signed up for this.”

“Then get me out of this hell hole. Do you know I was almost killed yesterday?”

“You sure have no remorse for what you did to your husband.”

“He was a dog and I was mad and tired of him…”

“Yes you are mad…”

“What?”

“You are going to show the judge that you are mad.”

“How?”

“I already made medical reports proving that you are mentally unstable caused by your husband incessant abuse.”

“Is it necessary?”

“Necessary for you to get freed… ”

                               TO BE CONTINUED