*FRIENDLY ENEMIES* *Episode 1-3

[Edoman]

*FRIENDLY ENEMIES*
*Episode 1*
 
Samantha was all smile as she made her way to Rentadress Shop in Wuse II to try out a wedding dress for her wedding which was scheduled to hold in a month’s time.  She was excited as she boarded a taxi from Banex Junction. Who wouldn’t be happy in her shoes? At 30 she was already worried about her prolonged spinsterhood when luck smiled at her and she met Dozie at her friend’s engagement ceremony. That was nine months ago and today she was due to be married in a month’s time. Her friend, Eno who watched her as she was smiling to herself broke the silence.

Eno: “My friend, my friend. This one that you are smiling like this, what are you thinking of?”

Samantha: “Ah, you ask what I am thinking of? What else but my wedding? I am so excited, girlfriend. I can’t wait for the 22nd to come”.

Eno: “What is there to be excited about? I mean it is good to be excited but the way you are going about it, one would think that you are the only one to ever get married on planet earth”.

Samantha: “Mr dear, I have every right to be this excited. Do you know what it means to be unmarried at age 30 in Nigeria? No matter how successful you are in this country, once you are not married as a lady, you become the topic of people’s gossip”.

Eno: “Of course I know what it means. I am a year older than you and I am not married so, I know what you are talking about”, she replied with a pinch of bitterness and jealously in her voice.

Samantha: “My dear, try get a husband. In fact, don’t worry, God will give you a husband of your dreams soon. Just trust him, inugo?”

Eno: “Abeg, pack well jor. Na me you dey preach to? Which one be inugo seff? So because your fiancé na Igbo you too don dey form Igbo abi? Yeye dey smell”.

Samantha: “Hehehe … my friend is jealous”.

And truly, Eno was jealous of Samantha’s achievements. As childhood friends, they had grown up in the same neighborhood and had gone to the same school. While Eno had struggled to graduate as an average student, Samantha was always topping the class and was always the talk of everyone in the school. She ended up as a medical doctor. After graduation, Eno had fallen in love with a car dealer who broke her heart few months after their engagement. Since then, she had been single without any serious man coming her way. This was no big deal to her as Samantha who was her friend was also single. However, she became bitter when Samantha announced to her that she was getting married.

“Oya o, madam best lady come down, we are at the the bridal shop“. Samantha’s voice brought Eno back to reality.

More than 30 minutes after they got to the shop, Samantha was still busy trying on one gown after the other to the disdain of her friend who kept cursing and hissing under her breath.

Eno: “Common, Samantha, you have tried enough gowns. Just pick your choice and let us leave here. The way you are trying on all the gowns, one would think that you want to rent all the gowns in the shop”.

Samantha: “Biko free me o, I am getting married only once in a lifetime. So, allow me to pick the best dress. I want to look so beautiful on my wedding so much so that my husband will live the rest of his life thanking God for giving him a wife like me”.

Eno: “You know what? I think this gown is perfect on you. It’s a Bohemian dress and mehn the material is beautiful”.

Samantha: “No o, I can’t pick this dress o. See the way I dey inside now. E be like say na the gown wear me and not the other way round. I want something that will bring out my curves, you know. So that my husband’s eyes will be only on me during our wedding”.

Eno: “Oh please, men are natural cheats. No matter how good you look, a man who wants to cheat will still cheat. If you like turn 360 in bed, men will still go after other women”.

Samantha: “No, girlfriend. Not my man. He can never cheat on me. Never!”

Eno: “I hear, abeg do quick make we go. I don dey hungry”.

Samantha: “Not until you pick a dress of your choice that you will wear as my maid of honour”.

Eno: “Really? Me? I thought I would get my dress myself”.

Samantha: “Don’t worry, my husband will pay. You just pick a sexy dress and all the accessories that you would need. I want a dashing maid of honour. Who knows, you may meet your Mr right there”. She winked at her friend.

Eno: “Oh, you are so sweet my friend. God will bless your home. In fact, your husband will never be attracted to any other woman as long as you are alive”. She drew near and hugged her.

Eno got home at 8:14pm armed with a bag of the things she had bought from the bridal shop. Her mum was watching Zee World when she got in.

Eno: “Hi, mum. Watching Twist of Fate? I will join you soon, I need to shower”.

Mama Eno: “Welcome, my dear.  Where have you been and what is that you are carrying?”

Eno: “Oh, coming in from a bridal shop in town. We went to shop for Samantha’s wedding dress and here, she got me this to wear as her maid of honour”.

Mama Eno: “I see and you are excited?“

Eno: “Well, do I have a choice?”

Mama Eno: “Of course you have a choice. What is wrong with you this girl? A girl who is younger than you is getting married before you and instead of you to brain storm on ways of getting your own man, you are busy following her up and down shopping. Shame on you”.

Eno: “What is that supposed to mean, mum. Is it my fault that no man is asking for my hand in marriage? Okay, what do you want me to do?  Go on my knees and propose to any man I see on the street?”

Mama Eno: “I don’t care how you do it. Even if it means snatching your friend’s fiance, do it. I am tired of sharing my house with an overgrown daughter”.

Eno: “I can’t believe that you are saying this. If marriage was this important to you, how come you are not married?”

Mama Eno: “I didn’t marry your father because he was very poor and couldn’t afford to give me the kind is life I had envisioned for you. That is why I chosed to bring you up as a single mother. When I made enough money and was ready to settle down, the stupid man had already married another woman”.

Eno: “So, why are you forcing me to get married?”

Mama Eno: “Times have changed, my dear. Your generation is different from mine. You need a man, if not for anything at least to bear his name and to warm your bed. Your getting married is the only way I can prove to the world that I succeeded in bringing you up well as a single mother”.

Eno: “Mum!”

Mama Eno: “Listen to me, it is either you snatch Samantha’s fiance or you prevent that wedding from taking place. Use everything that you have to achieve that. You are a woman”.

Eno: “You know what? I really don’t have the strength for your talk this evening. I need to shower and rest, I have had a long day”. She ran up stairs.

Dozie was on his bed day dreaming of his honeymoon. His wedding to Samantha was barely three weeks away and he was looking forward to making her pregnant on their first night as husband and wife. He couldn’t explain his feeling but the prospect of having a little one to call him father thrilled him. His Sony Z5 rang and he picked it. “Hello, who is this?”

Caller: “My identity does not matter. I am calling in respect to Samantha, your fiance. That girl is not good for you. She is a slot who just wants to settle down with you because she is getting old. She doesn’t really love you and your life will be miserable if you end up with her. Your wedding is still some weeks away. Call it off now before it is too late”.

Dozie: “And why do you think I should listen to you? How do I know the authenticity of what you are saying?”

Caller: “Why would I lie about this?”

Dozie: “Just listen to me, whoever you are. I have already made up my mind about this wedding and there is nothing, absolutely nothing you or anyone can say to make me change my mind. I love Samantha and I am going on with this wedding, that is my final answer”.

Caller: “Very well then, we shall see!”

Dozie: “We shall not see anything. My wedding will be successful and I will live happily with my wife”.

Caller: “Don’t be too sure, you idiot”. The call went off leaving Dozie afraid and bewildered.

Question: Who called Dozie? Will he cancel the wedding plans? Will Eno succeed in preventing the wedding?

[Edoman]

*FRIENDLY ENEMIES*

*EPISODE 2*


Dozie was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t notice when his bedroom door opened and his father, Mr Godwin walked in.

Mr Godwin: “Hey son, you look so deep in thoughts. Don’t tell me you are already thinking of your honeymoon”.

Dozie: “Hi, dad. When did you come in?”

Dozies father: “A while ago. But wait, you do not look happy. What is happening?”

Dozie: “Dad, I got a distress call about my wife”.

Mr Godwin: “Samantha? What is wrong with her? Is she ill?”

Dozie: “No, dad. An anonymous caller called to say I shouldn’t go ahead with the wedding because my fiancée is this and that, I don’t even understand, I can’t think straight right now”.

Mr Godwin: “So, what does the caller want you to do?”

Dozie: “The caller wants me to call off the wedding”.

Mr Godwin: “What! Why?”

Dozie: “I really do not understand, dad. The crux of the matter is that the caller threatened to harm me or my fiancée if we go ahead with the wedding as planned”.

Mr Godwin: “Hmmn, this is serious. In that case you have to postpone the marriage or even call it off completely”.

Dozie: “And why would I do a thing like that? For God’s sake we don’t even know who the caller is. It could be one of my friends playing pranks or something”.

His father drew near and sat beside him. “Listen my son, experience has taught me that you don’t take things like this lightly. You and your brother are my only sons and I will not forgive myself if I allow anything to happen to you. Now that there is a threat to life, leave this girl alone. You can get another girl to marry”.

Dozie: “No, dad. Your son is not a coward, it is too late to cancel the wedding plans. I love my fiancée and I am going ahead with this wedding”.

Mr Godwin: “Listen my son …”

Dozie: “Dad, please. I appreciate the concern but you didn’t raise a coward. Allow me handle this my way”.

Mr Godwin became irritated at his son’s obstinate attitude. He got up from the bed. 

Mr. Godwin: “I see that you now argue with your father. Have you been so blinded by love that you cannot see the danger that lies ahead of this marriage? Do you know why I came into your room in the first place? Because I also received a text message last night asking me to warn you to cancel the wedding or risk losing you. Now, you will do as I say and cancel that wedding. Nonsense!” he left the room.

Dozie: “Oh God, I am confused!”

Eno continued to pace up and down in her room. She was beginning to get nervous as the day for the wedding drew near. Her mother’s voice advising her to snatch her friend’s fiancé or prevent the wedding continued to ring in her ears. She had gotten a male friend to call Dozie and talk him out of the wedding by threatening him but he had insisted on going ahead with the wedding to her dismay. She had also gone ahead to text his father but she doubted if the he could make Dozie change his mind. She was in this same position when her mother walked in.

Eno’s mother: “Why are you pacing up and down like a man whose wife is in the labour room?”

Eno: “I wish that was my case, I would be happy”.

Eno’s mother: “What do you mean? Are you not supposed to be with your friend putting finishing touches to her wedding plans?”

Eno: “Which wedding? I am supposed to be in her shoes, mum and not the other way round”.

Eno’s mother: “Good, now you are talking like my daughter. You have to fight for what is rightfully yours. Heaven helps those who help themselves”.

Eno: “I need your help, mother. I can’t fight this battle alone”.

Eno’s mother: “What effort have you made on your own? I cannot continue to spoon feed you, you are a grown up now”.

Eno: “I know, mother. But I am new in things like this, I am but a novice, I tried but I failed. I made a call threatening Dozie to harm him if he doesn’t call off the wedding. I also sent a text to his father all to no avail. I don’t know what to do”.

Eno’s mother: “That is not enough. You need to try harder, nothing good comes easy. By the way, where is the sim you used to do all these?”

Eno: “It is here”.

Eno’s mother: “You need to destroy it. First rule in this game is to be very careful enough not to allow people identify you as the enemy. You need to give your friend the impression that you care a lot about her so that she can trust you enough to tell you everything about her. That way, you have all the necessary information needed to strike. Go to her and get all the details about the wedding, their planned honeymoon and where her husband will pass the night a day before their wedding. That is how to begin”.

Samantha made her way to the Church a joyful and cheerful bride. It was her big day and she was over excited as she danced in the company of friends and well wishers to the special seat reserved for her close to the altar. Right beside her was Eno, her maid of honour, gorgeously dressed, all smile and urging her to dance on. She was glad to be surrounded by friends and loved ones and she looked forward to the moment when she and Dozie will exchange marital vows. When she got to the seat reserved for the couple, she realized that her groom was yet to arrive and the officiating pastor was already getting worried. She took her seat and began to wait for him. She knew that Dozie was not one to go late for anything, how much more his wedding. She glanced at her new Silver Colored Pierre Cardin watch which she had bought specifically for her big day. The time was 09:18 meaning that Dozie was 18 minutes late on their wedding day! She became pensive and began to sweat profusely. Eno noticing the change in her friend’s demeanor began to fan her. “You need to relax, Samantha. I am sure that Dozie will soon be here. Maybe he was held up by traffic or something. You will ruin your makeup by sweating and getting worked up”.

Samantha: “Don’t tell me to calm down. It is almost 09:20 and my groom is nowhere to be found. Who knows if any harm has befallen him? Instead of him to be here waiting for me, I am the one waiting for him and you tell me to calm down?”

Eno: “It is okay, don’t draw attention to us by creating a scene”.

At the pulpit, the ministers were already getting tired of waiting for the groom to arrive so they can commence the marriage rites proper. At the congregation, family and friends were already getting worried and were whispering to one another. Some were already hissing and walking out of the Church auditorium while others especially the women were reigning curses on the groom for keeping them waiting.

Woman 1: “My sister, I never see that kind thing before o. How wife go wear wedding gown, do make up, come dey wait for husband inside Church for more than one hour?”

Woman 2: “My sister, you dey mind the men of nowadays? Maybe the guy drink yesterday come forget say today na im wedding. In fact, e fit be say him dey on top another woman as we dey here dey talk so”.

Woman 1: “Mbanu. That one no possible. Hope say no be trick him trick this girl just to disgrace her o”.

Woman 2: “I tire o, maybe them force am to marry this girl or maybe him don see the person wey fine pass her. Any which way, we go see as the thing go end today”.

Woman 1: “Na so o, my sister. I sit down here gidigba. I no dey go anywhere until I see the end of this matter. If I hungry, I go buy biscuit and pure water drink come back until I see the end of the story”.

Woman 2: “Ha, mama Abimbola, I trust you na, you too like amebo”

Samantha got a phone and tried to call Dozie all to no avail. She was contemplating on what to do when a commotion outside forced her to turn back.

Samantha: “What!”

What did Samantha see behind her? Where is Dozie? Has Eno and her mother succeeded?

[Edoman]

*FRIENDLY ENEMIES*

*EPISODE 3*
 
When Samantha turned around, she came face to face with Dozie who was running to the altar all disheveled. He was panting as his ring bearer came running after him. He ran to the altar and knelt down to apologize to the officiating minister. “What my eyes saw today, my mouth cannot tell, I escaped death by an inch”. He told the pastor.

Pastor: “It is okay. Thank God you are here and alive. We will just get started with the exchange of marital vows. You can save the explanation till when you get into the bedroom with your wife”.

Samantha was already angry and she wanted to ask him many questions but the words of the pastor deflated her anger and she waited till the time they will get home for her to unleash her anger on him.

Pastor: “Dozie, do you take Samantha to be your lawfully wedded wife, to cherish and to love, in poverty and wealth, sickness and health until death do you part?”

Dozie: “Yes, I do”.

The pastor turned to Samantha who was all nervous.

Pastor: “Samantha, do you take Dozie to be your lawfully wedded husband to …”

The pastor was still talking when Samantha felt a bullet whiz through her ears and struck Dozie on his chest causing him to fall backwards into the hands of his bewildered ring bearer who was standing a step behind him with the a microphone in his hand.

It happened in a twinkle of an eye and before Samantha could comprehend what was happening, the congregation including the officiating pastors had ran out for their dear life. Even Eno, her maid of honour and the ring bearer had run out. There was a great stampede as people fell on top one another in a bid to get out of harm’s way. Samantha ran towards him, knelt and took the lifeless body of her groom in her arm. She didn’t mind the harm the blood oozing out of his chest will do to her immaculate white wedding dress. Hot tears of pain and anger streamed down her cheeks and fell on the body now lying on her laps.

Samantha: “Baby, please wake up. Open your eyes, don’t do this to me. It’s me your bride. I have waited all my life for this day, please just wake up. Noooooooo!”

“What is it? Why are you shouting in your dream?” Samantha’s mother touched her on the sofa where she had slept off in the sitting room”.

Samantha: “My God, mum. I had a terrible nightmare. Gosh it was so real”.

Her mother sat beside her on the sofa when she noticed the sweet on her daughter’s forehead. “Tell me about the dream, my child”.

Samantha: “I dreamt that Dozie kept me waiting in Church on our wedding day and when he did eventually show up, he was shot on the chest as we were exchanging marital vows”.

Samantha’s mother: “Chimo! That is not a good dream at all. Why would anyone want my son-in-law dead?”

Samantha: “I don’t know, mama. I guess it was just a dream. A figment of my imagination, you know”.

Samantha’s mother: “Just a dream? And you woke up screaming? I think it is more than just a dream. We need to pray about it so that God can cancel whatever plans the enemy has against that day”.

Samantha: “There you go again, mother. Pray, pray, pray, that’s all you have to say to anything that happens in this house. Doesn’t it sound ridiculous to you sometimes that you have to take everything to God in prayers? I mean, do we even need to pray about anything? Won’t God act if we don’t pray?”

Samantha: “My dear, some of the things that manifest in our dreams are revelation from God. You can only confront the spiritual with prayers”.

Samantha: “Mum, please. My wedding is in two days time and I got lots of finishing preparation to do, you know what? Enough of all the prayer and God talk, I need to go fix my nails against my bridal shower tomorrow. She walked out leaving her mother speechless.

It was the Bachelor’s eve day, Samantha was in the house getting ready with her friends. She had gotten a little red dress to wear and her makeup artist was busy mapping out contours. Eno was there with her as the maid of honour and she was in custody of Samantha’s phone and other personal properties.

“Can you send a text to my hubby and ask him the hotel that he will sleep after the bachelor’s eve? I wanted to ask him earlier but I forgot”, she told Eno. Eno did as she was told and Dozie replied immediately telling her that he had booked room 101 in Seaside hotel. Eno, immediately forwarded the message to her mother who had instructed her to get all information concerning all the preparation.

The bride to be and her friends left for the bachelor’s eve which was to hold in Unique garden, Wuse zone 2. There was a lot to eat and drink and the DJ never relented in playing danceable music. Samantha was more than elated, this was her last night as a single lady and she was determined to enjoy it to the fullest.  As she held Dozie’s hand in a romantic dance, she wished that the world would pause and that moment will remain forever. “I love you so much, you are the light of my life, without you my life is in darkness, she whispered into Dozie’s ears.

Dozie: “I love you too, my woman. You are like the air that I breathe, without you I cease to exist”.

Samantha: “Promise that you will never leave me alone”.

Dozie: “Cross my heart, love. I will always be here for you”. He gave her a passionate peck on her forehead.

Eno was sitting in the company of friends when her phone rang and she excused herself to pick her call. Dozie’s best man who was staring at her from afar decided to use the opportunity to ask her out for he had been admiring her ever since he met her with Samantha few months back at his friend’s place.

Frank: “Excuse me, pretty one”.

Eno: “Are you talking to me?”

Frank: “Of course I am talking to you. Who else is standing here?”

Eno: “What is it?”

Frank: “Hey, don’t go all serious, I don’t bite”.

Eno: “And what is that supposed to mean?  As you can see, I came here to make a call, I don’t have time for unnecessary pleasantries”.

Frank: “Okay, I guess I have to get started then. You see, I have been admiring you right from the first day we met and I thought we could start something, who knows ours may be the next wedding to come up”.

Eno: “Really? So, where do you work?”

Frank: “Erm, I … usually … I mean … I just finished my Masters program not long ago and I am a teaching assistant in Kaduna State University.

Eno: “So, you look at me from head to toe and you say you want to marry me? I mean, of all the girls here, none caught your fancy except me”.

Frank: “But love is”.

Eno: “Eh-eh, hold it there”, she sized him up from head to toe. “In fact, I need to speak pidgin English to drive home my point. Look me well well, I am a very expensive chic and only well to do men can afford me. How much KASU dey pay you as teaching assistant wey you wan marry me? You know the kind designer things wey my mama dey buy for me from abroad? Can you afford it? I don’t blame you now, shebi it is condition that is making you talk anyhow. Because I accepted to do maid of honour for Samantha abi, that’s why you feel like we are mates right? I don’t even know where Dozie picked you up from. Among all the handsome and rich friends that he has, he couldn’t use any for best man except you. Abeg shift make I see road jor!” She brushed him aside and went back to her seat.

Frank: “You don’t have to be rude, I will see you in Church tomorrow”. He called after her”

Eno: “Don’t be too sure”, she replied.

After the bachelor’s eve, Eno excused herself that she was going home to spend the night with her mother and then come back early the next day to prepare for Church. “You are my maid of honour, you are supposed to be with me tonight”, Samantha protested.

Eno: “I know but my mother needs my attention urgently at home. I don’t even know what is wrong with her, she was sounding somehow on phone. I need to go and find out”.

Samantha: “It’s okay. Just make sure you are here early enough before the makeup artist arrives so that she can make you up too”.

Eno picked a cab to Seaside hotel where Dozie said he was spending the night. “I will like to see the guest in room 101”, she told the receptionist. Few minutes later, she was standing face to face with Dozie who was wondering what his fiance’s maid of honour was doing in his hotel room a night before  his wedding.

Dozie: “Did you miss your way or something? What are you doing here?”

She pushed him and got inside the room and shut the door after her.

Dozie: “What! Are you drunk or something?”

Eno: “Shhhh …”She placed her index finger over his lips. Sssshhh” she cautioned again

Dozie is shocked: “Why are you doing this?”

Eno: “Because I have something better to offer, ready to offer you now”.

Dozie: “And what is that?”

Eno: “This”. She removed the dress she had on revealing her full boobs and rounded buttocks in her pink Victoria Secrets lingerie.
 
Will Dozie fall for Eno’s seduction? What will Samantha do?

[Gimbiya]

*FRIENDLY ENEMIES*

*EPISODE 3*
 
When Samantha turned around, she came face to face with Dozie who was running to the altar all disheveled. He was panting as his ring bearer came running after him. He ran to the altar and knelt down to apologize to the officiating minister. “What my eyes saw today, my mouth cannot tell, I escaped death by an inch”. He told the pastor.

Pastor: “It is okay. Thank God you are here and alive. We will just get started with the exchange of marital vows. You can save the explanation till when you get into the bedroom with your wife”.

Samantha was already angry and she wanted to ask him many questions but the words of the pastor deflated her anger and she waited till the time they will get home for her to unleash her anger on him.

Pastor: “Dozie, do you take Samantha to be your lawfully wedded wife, to cherish and to love, in poverty and wealth, sickness and health until death do you part?”

Dozie: “Yes, I do”.

The pastor turned to Samantha who was all nervous.

Pastor: “Samantha, do you take Dozie to be your lawfully wedded husband to …”

The pastor was still talking when Samantha felt a bullet whiz through her ears and struck Dozie on his chest causing him to fall backwards into the hands of his bewildered ring bearer who was standing a step behind him with the a microphone in his hand.

It happened in a twinkle of an eye and before Samantha could comprehend what was happening, the congregation including the officiating pastors had ran out for their dear life. Even Eno, her maid of honour and the ring bearer had run out. There was a great stampede as people fell on top one another in a bid to get out of harm’s way. Samantha ran towards him, knelt and took the lifeless body of her groom in her arm. She didn’t mind the harm the blood oozing out of his chest will do to her immaculate white wedding dress. Hot tears of pain and anger streamed down her cheeks and fell on the body now lying on her laps.

Samantha: “Baby, please wake up. Open your eyes, don’t do this to me. It’s me your bride. I have waited all my life for this day, please just wake up. Noooooooo!”

“What is it? Why are you shouting in your dream?” Samantha’s mother touched her on the sofa where she had slept off in the sitting room”.

Samantha: “My God, mum. I had a terrible nightmare. Gosh it was so real”.

Her mother sat beside her on the sofa when she noticed the sweet on her daughter’s forehead. “Tell me about the dream, my child”.

Samantha: “I dreamt that Dozie kept me waiting in Church on our wedding day and when he did eventually show up, he was shot on the chest as we were exchanging marital vows”.

Samantha’s mother: “Chimo! That is not a good dream at all. Why would anyone want my son-in-law dead?”

Samantha: “I don’t know, mama. I guess it was just a dream. A figment of my imagination, you know”.

Samantha’s mother: “Just a dream? And you woke up screaming? I think it is more than just a dream. We need to pray about it so that God can cancel whatever plans the enemy has against that day”.

Samantha: “There you go again, mother. Pray, pray, pray, that’s all you have to say to anything that happens in this house. Doesn’t it sound ridiculous to you sometimes that you have to take everything to God in prayers? I mean, do we even need to pray about anything? Won’t God act if we don’t pray?”

Samantha: “My dear, some of the things that manifest in our dreams are revelation from God. You can only confront the spiritual with prayers”.

Samantha: “Mum, please. My wedding is in two days time and I got lots of finishing preparation to do, you know what? Enough of all the prayer and God talk, I need to go fix my nails against my bridal shower tomorrow. She walked out leaving her mother speechless.

It was the Bachelor’s eve day, Samantha was in the house getting ready with her friends. She had gotten a little red dress to wear and her makeup artist was busy mapping out contours. Eno was there with her as the maid of honour and she was in custody of Samantha’s phone and other personal properties.

“Can you send a text to my hubby and ask him the hotel that he will sleep after the bachelor’s eve? I wanted to ask him earlier but I forgot”, she told Eno. Eno did as she was told and Dozie replied immediately telling her that he had booked room 101 in Seaside hotel. Eno, immediately forwarded the message to her mother who had instructed her to get all information concerning all the preparation.

The bride to be and her friends left for the bachelor’s eve which was to hold in Unique garden, Wuse zone 2. There was a lot to eat and drink and the DJ never relented in playing danceable music. Samantha was more than elated, this was her last night as a single lady and she was determined to enjoy it to the fullest.  As she held Dozie’s hand in a romantic dance, she wished that the world would pause and that moment will remain forever. “I love you so much, you are the light of my life, without you my life is in darkness, she whispered into Dozie’s ears.

Dozie: “I love you too, my woman. You are like the air that I breathe, without you I cease to exist”.

Samantha: “Promise that you will never leave me alone”.

Dozie: “Cross my heart, love. I will always be here for you”. He gave her a passionate peck on her forehead.

Eno was sitting in the company of friends when her phone rang and she excused herself to pick her call. Dozie’s best man who was staring at her from afar decided to use the opportunity to ask her out for he had been admiring her ever since he met her with Samantha few months back at his friend’s place.

Frank: “Excuse me, pretty one”.

Eno: “Are you talking to me?”

Frank: “Of course I am talking to you. Who else is standing here?”

Eno: “What is it?”

Frank: “Hey, don’t go all serious, I don’t bite”.

Eno: “And what is that supposed to mean?  As you can see, I came here to make a call, I don’t have time for unnecessary pleasantries”.

Frank: “Okay, I guess I have to get started then. You see, I have been admiring you right from the first day we met and I thought we could start something, who knows ours may be the next wedding to come up”.

Eno: “Really? So, where do you work?”

Frank: “Erm, I … usually … I mean … I just finished my Masters program not long ago and I am a teaching assistant in Kaduna State University.

Eno: “So, you look at me from head to toe and you say you want to marry me? I mean, of all the girls here, none caught your fancy except me”.

Frank: “But love is”.

Eno: “Eh-eh, hold it there”, she sized him up from head to toe. “In fact, I need to speak pidgin English to drive home my point. Look me well well, I am a very expensive chic and only well to do men can afford me. How much KASU dey pay you as teaching assistant wey you wan marry me? You know the kind designer things wey my mama dey buy for me from abroad? Can you afford it? I don’t blame you now, shebi it is condition that is making you talk anyhow. Because I accepted to do maid of honour for Samantha abi, that’s why you feel like we are mates right? I don’t even know where Dozie picked you up from. Among all the handsome and rich friends that he has, he couldn’t use any for best man except you. Abeg shift make I see road jor!” She brushed him aside and went back to her seat.

Frank: “You don’t have to be rude, I will see you in Church tomorrow”. He called after her”

Eno: “Don’t be too sure”, she replied.

After the bachelor’s eve, Eno excused herself that she was going home to spend the night with her mother and then come back early the next day to prepare for Church. “You are my maid of honour, you are supposed to be with me tonight”, Samantha protested.

Eno: “I know but my mother needs my attention urgently at home. I don’t even know what is wrong with her, she was sounding somehow on phone. I need to go and find out”.

Samantha: “It’s okay. Just make sure you are here early enough before the makeup artist arrives so that she can make you up too”.

Eno picked a cab to Seaside hotel where Dozie said he was spending the night. “I will like to see the guest in room 101”, she told the receptionist. Few minutes later, she was standing face to face with Dozie who was wondering what his fiance’s maid of honour was doing in his hotel room a night before  his wedding.

Dozie: “Did you miss your way or something? What are you doing here?”

She pushed him and got inside the room and shut the door after her.

Dozie: “What! Are you drunk or something?”

Eno: “Shhhh …”She placed her index finger over his lips. Sssshhh” she cautioned again

Dozie is shocked: “Why are you doing this?”

Eno: “Because I have something better to offer, ready to offer you now”.

Dozie: “And what is that?”

Eno: “This”. She removed the dress she had on revealing her full boobs and rounded buttocks in her pink Victoria Secrets lingerie.
 
Will Dozie fall for Eno’s seduction? What will Samantha do?

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[Edoman]

*FRIENDLY ENEMIES*
*Episode 1*
 
Samantha was all smile as she made her way to Rentadress Shop in Wuse II to try out a wedding dress for her wedding which was scheduled to hold in a month’s time.  She was excited as she boarded a taxi from Banex Junction. Who wouldn’t be happy in her shoes? At 30 she was already worried about her prolonged spinsterhood when luck smiled at her and she met Dozie at her friend’s engagement ceremony. That was nine months ago and today she was due to be married in a month’s time. Her friend, Eno who watched her as she was smiling to herself broke the silence.

Eno: “My friend, my friend. This one that you are smiling like this, what are you thinking of?”

Samantha: “Ah, you ask what I am thinking of? What else but my wedding? I am so excited, girlfriend. I can’t wait for the 22nd to come”.

Eno: “What is there to be excited about? I mean it is good to be excited but the way you are going about it, one would think that you are the only one to ever get married on planet earth”.

Samantha: “Mr dear, I have every right to be this excited. Do you know what it means to be unmarried at age 30 in Nigeria? No matter how successful you are in this country, once you are not married as a lady, you become the topic of people’s gossip”.

Eno: “Of course I know what it means. I am a year older than you and I am not married so, I know what you are talking about”, she replied with a pinch of bitterness and jealously in her voice.

Samantha: “My dear, try get a husband. In fact, don’t worry, God will give you a husband of your dreams soon. Just trust him, inugo?”

Eno: “Abeg, pack well jor. Na me you dey preach to? Which one be inugo seff? So because your fiancé na Igbo you too don dey form Igbo abi? Yeye dey smell”.

Samantha: “Hehehe … my friend is jealous”.

And truly, Eno was jealous of Samantha’s achievements. As childhood friends, they had grown up in the same neighborhood and had gone to the same school. While Eno had struggled to graduate as an average student, Samantha was always topping the class and was always the talk of everyone in the school. She ended up as a medical doctor. After graduation, Eno had fallen in love with a car dealer who broke her heart few months after their engagement. Since then, she had been single without any serious man coming her way. This was no big deal to her as Samantha who was her friend was also single. However, she became bitter when Samantha announced to her that she was getting married.

“Oya o, madam best lady come down, we are at the the bridal shop“. Samantha’s voice brought Eno back to reality.

More than 30 minutes after they got to the shop, Samantha was still busy trying on one gown after the other to the disdain of her friend who kept cursing and hissing under her breath.

Eno: “Common, Samantha, you have tried enough gowns. Just pick your choice and let us leave here. The way you are trying on all the gowns, one would think that you want to rent all the gowns in the shop”.

Samantha: “Biko free me o, I am getting married only once in a lifetime. So, allow me to pick the best dress. I want to look so beautiful on my wedding so much so that my husband will live the rest of his life thanking God for giving him a wife like me”.

Eno: “You know what? I think this gown is perfect on you. It’s a Bohemian dress and mehn the material is beautiful”.

Samantha: “No o, I can’t pick this dress o. See the way I dey inside now. E be like say na the gown wear me and not the other way round. I want something that will bring out my curves, you know. So that my husband’s eyes will be only on me during our wedding”.

Eno: “Oh please, men are natural cheats. No matter how good you look, a man who wants to cheat will still cheat. If you like turn 360 in bed, men will still go after other women”.

Samantha: “No, girlfriend. Not my man. He can never cheat on me. Never!”

Eno: “I hear, abeg do quick make we go. I don dey hungry”.

Samantha: “Not until you pick a dress of your choice that you will wear as my maid of honour”.

Eno: “Really? Me? I thought I would get my dress myself”.

Samantha: “Don’t worry, my husband will pay. You just pick a sexy dress and all the accessories that you would need. I want a dashing maid of honour. Who knows, you may meet your Mr right there”. She winked at her friend.

Eno: “Oh, you are so sweet my friend. God will bless your home. In fact, your husband will never be attracted to any other woman as long as you are alive”. She drew near and hugged her.

Eno got home at 8:14pm armed with a bag of the things she had bought from the bridal shop. Her mum was watching Zee World when she got in.

Eno: “Hi, mum. Watching Twist of Fate? I will join you soon, I need to shower”.

Mama Eno: “Welcome, my dear.  Where have you been and what is that you are carrying?”

Eno: “Oh, coming in from a bridal shop in town. We went to shop for Samantha’s wedding dress and here, she got me this to wear as her maid of honour”.

Mama Eno: “I see and you are excited?“

Eno: “Well, do I have a choice?”

Mama Eno: “Of course you have a choice. What is wrong with you this girl? A girl who is younger than you is getting married before you and instead of you to brain storm on ways of getting your own man, you are busy following her up and down shopping. Shame on you”.

Eno: “What is that supposed to mean, mum. Is it my fault that no man is asking for my hand in marriage? Okay, what do you want me to do?  Go on my knees and propose to any man I see on the street?”

Mama Eno: “I don’t care how you do it. Even if it means snatching your friend’s fiance, do it. I am tired of sharing my house with an overgrown daughter”.

Eno: “I can’t believe that you are saying this. If marriage was this important to you, how come you are not married?”

Mama Eno: “I didn’t marry your father because he was very poor and couldn’t afford to give me the kind is life I had envisioned for you. That is why I chosed to bring you up as a single mother. When I made enough money and was ready to settle down, the stupid man had already married another woman”.

Eno: “So, why are you forcing me to get married?”

Mama Eno: “Times have changed, my dear. Your generation is different from mine. You need a man, if not for anything at least to bear his name and to warm your bed. Your getting married is the only way I can prove to the world that I succeeded in bringing you up well as a single mother”.

Eno: “Mum!”

Mama Eno: “Listen to me, it is either you snatch Samantha’s fiance or you prevent that wedding from taking place. Use everything that you have to achieve that. You are a woman”.

Eno: “You know what? I really don’t have the strength for your talk this evening. I need to shower and rest, I have had a long day”. She ran up stairs.

Dozie was on his bed day dreaming of his honeymoon. His wedding to Samantha was barely three weeks away and he was looking forward to making her pregnant on their first night as husband and wife. He couldn’t explain his feeling but the prospect of having a little one to call him father thrilled him. His Sony Z5 rang and he picked it. “Hello, who is this?”

Caller: “My identity does not matter. I am calling in respect to Samantha, your fiance. That girl is not good for you. She is a slot who just wants to settle down with you because she is getting old. She doesn’t really love you and your life will be miserable if you end up with her. Your wedding is still some weeks away. Call it off now before it is too late”.

Dozie: “And why do you think I should listen to you? How do I know the authenticity of what you are saying?”

Caller: “Why would I lie about this?”

Dozie: “Just listen to me, whoever you are. I have already made up my mind about this wedding and there is nothing, absolutely nothing you or anyone can say to make me change my mind. I love Samantha and I am going on with this wedding, that is my final answer”.

Caller: “Very well then, we shall see!”

Dozie: “We shall not see anything. My wedding will be successful and I will live happily with my wife”.

Caller: “Don’t be too sure, you idiot”. The call went off leaving Dozie afraid and bewildered.

Question: Who called Dozie? Will he cancel the wedding plans? Will Eno succeed in preventing the wedding?

To be continued