It’s Friday evening, the first in the month and that means the Lagos-Ibadan expressway would be full of commuters -old and young, impoverished and wealthy- trying to get to the different churches for the different programmes that wIll be held over the weekend. The road will be slimy from all the snails. Tolu knows it, and his family knows he’s not coming home today. I, the driver knows it. They will be spending the night at his flat in Surulere. Lola might come around, and he would hear her moans all night long. How could a tiny body take such a battering?
This is becoming a routine, a play – one which lines he could recite if he were woken from a deep slumber. He dials her number :
‘‘Hello?’’ She asks.
‘‘Hi, it is I . ’’ Tolu replies.
‘‘And who art thou? ’’ She questions, with a smile spreading out on her silky face.
‘‘Your Prince Charming, your knight in shining armour, your Mr Right. ’’
‘‘And what if I don’t need saving? What if I’m not a damsel in distress? ’’
‘‘My bad, let me rephrase that. It is you who would be doing the saving tonight, saving me from the whims of boredom’’
‘‘I take it you would be staying in tonight? ’’
‘‘Yes. Will you come around? ’’
‘‘You’d have to wait to see, babe. ’’ She replies, knowing he loves suspense.
He got off the phone feeling giddy. She always made him feel like that; like he wasn’t just passing time but time was passing through him. It terrified him too that she made him feel like this, although he keeps reassuring himself that it was just sex and nothing more. He had built himself from the bottom, he didn’t come from a rich or influential family so no one pulled any strings for him. Pinocchio would be proud. He has all he ever wanted, to be a part of a cause bigger than himself – the cause of the rich and famous Yoruba demons. Every Yoruba demon has one or more side – chics, it’s like a job requirement. That’s where Lola- the manifestation of ‘Black is beautiful’ in flesh and bones- comes in. She was a delicacy, one he could afford.
‘‘Moni, make you come see your friend o. She don dey think since I enter this room, and now wey I wan comot, she still dey think’’ Amaka said- no, shouted- while she was on the phone.
Ever since Lola got the call, she had been deep in thought, contemplating whether to go and see Chief Tolu or not. If she did go, she would have to cancel her date with Ajayi, the sweet boy in her department whom she has been dating for a while now. She decided she would go, she needs money to buy the latest Gucci bag, the one she saw with Tania from Law the other day. She thought of what to tell Ajayi so as to let him down easy.
‘‘Hello’’
‘‘ Hello, bae. ’’
He sounded gleeful and she pondered for about three seconds on whether she should let sleeping dogs lie. She could but it wouldn’t be fair, what if rain falls or a mad driver appears from nowhere and kills the dogs?
‘‘I wouldn’t be able to come tonight, dear….. My dad was involved in a car accident and it’s pretty serious, they carried him to Luth’’
‘‘Ah, I’m so sorry babe. Is there anything I can do? Do you need a ride? I could be in your hostel in a jiffy. In fact, I’d be there soon. ’’
‘‘No, no! I mean I wouldn’t want you to worry, you’ve already done so much for me. I just wanted to let you know so you wouldn’t think I stood you up. I’d call you later’’
‘‘Okay. Love you, babe ’’
‘‘I know you do’’ She replied with a hint of a smile spreading across her face, giving light to places where NEPA don’t.
She arrived in front of Chief’s house around 8:30 pm, and she knocked on the gate. Atum, the short Hausa gateman opened the gate for her. This man was old enough to be her father but he said
‘‘ Effening, Madam. I swear it don tey wey I see you por here, madam. ’’
She could smell he was up to some mischief, he wanted something, money most likely.
‘‘ Is your Oga around? ’’ She asked, pretending not to have heard him.
‘‘ Yezz, he dey for inside. ’’
‘‘ But the gen is not on? ’’
‘‘ But light dey. No be Nepa o, madam. Na the thing wey Oga just buy prom (from) America. ’’
‘‘Atum, Atum…. how you know say na from America he buy the thing come? ’’
‘‘Ah, na two oyinbo carry the thing come, they come fix am and test say it dey work’’
He replied, expecting something for the information he gave.
‘‘Take this for drinks. ’’ Lola said, covertly giving him a 100 naira note and started walking towards the house itself.
She noticed the Honda parked by the side of the house. It was new, had to be because she knew all his cars. She approached the door and moved to knock but decided against doing so. Instead, she just opened the door and found Tolu in only a boxer and singlette watching CNN.
I heard the footsteps approaching, they became louder the nearer she came as though the sounds her heels were making was announcing her presence. The door flew open, and there she stood in all her glory at my doorstep.
‘‘ You look even more beautiful than I remember, Arewa. ’’ I said, standing up and walking towards her.
‘‘ And you look older, gramps. ’’ She joked, and planted a light kiss on my face, starting a fire within me.
Her presence alone was starting a fire, a forest fire. I look at her and I can feel my desire growing. Good thing Obi, my driver is a heavy sleeper because I plan on taking this beautiful angel as many times I possibly can.
Dawn creeps in, sending dusk away; like a mother sends her child to his room after she’s done reprimanding him. Lola could see a silhouette of a car as the sun shone through the window. Dust motes flew round the room, enveloping the space. She looked at Tolu’s naked body under the covers as she tiptoed to the kitchen to grab a bite. She heard her phone ringing in the parlour from where it was charging near the wall, she walked over and saw the caller ID, ‘Ajayi ’ . She picked up
‘‘Hello, bae. ’’ He said, sounding morose.
‘‘Hi, hi. What’s wrong? You sound down’’
‘‘I just wanted to ask how your dad was, is he okay? ’’
‘‘ Turns out it wasn’t my dad. The stupid hospital mixed up the next of kin’s phone number. ’’
‘‘ Oh, that’s swell. ’’ He said, punching his fist into the air.
‘‘ Yeah, it is. ’’ She laughed cautiously so as not to wake Tolu.
‘‘ So where are you now, babe? I would like you to meet my parents. ’’
‘‘ I’m actually at a friend’s, but I would be going to the hostel soon. Call you when I’m there? ’’
‘‘No wahala, I’d be expecting your call. And don’t worry, they would like you. ’’ He said and hung up.
She felt cold all over, as if she was coming down with an illness.
‘‘ Hey, what’s wrong? I had a nice time.’’
I said, grinning from ear to ear like a boy who was given his favorite ice-cream.
‘‘ Nothing, Tolu. I just received a call, some lecturer organizing a class to cover for the classes he missed during the week. ’’ She replied, wearing only his shirt which made her look tiny and adorable.
‘‘ On a Saturday? Such a prick. I’d have Obi drop you off’’
‘‘No need, I’d just take a cab. ’’
‘‘Nonsense. You are a queen and should be treated as such, with red carpets and royal guards. ’’ He said, gesturing with his hands.
‘‘ Oh, if you insist. ’’ She replied, with an amused look in her face.
‘‘ Oh? I insist. ’’ He strides to where she is and shoves his lips onto hers.
They dress up, have breakfast at KFC and Lola drops off in front of her university. She calls Ajayi, and he was coming to pick her up in his long, grey American car. She had some time to kill so she takes a nap. She woke up to the honking of a car, Ajayi’s car. She freshens up and goes downstairs to meet bae.
Tall, black and lean, Ajayi was such a catch. He flashed that his award winning smile, the same one he flashed when he won the prestigious Best Graduating Student at the graduation ceremony a year ago.
‘‘ Bae. ’’ He took Lola in a warm embrace, and opened the passenger door for her.
He started the engine and drove out of her hostel, out of the University and towards the Lagos-Ibadan expressway
Obi honked the horn, and one of Oga’s children opened the gate. Oga opened his door at the back of the Honda to screams of ‘‘ Daddy, daddy! ’’ . Oga would slip Obi a ‘little something’ in exchange for his silence; Madam must not know about Lola. Madam opened the door to the house. She looked resplendent in her ankara. Madam was just one of those women, those women who were beautiful without trying to. She welcomed Oga and took his suit jacket while Ade, Oga’s second son took his briefcase. I greet Madam and take my leave. As I was about to go, a car honked and I went to open the gate. I would recognize the car anywhere, I was the one who purchased it and I was the one who drove it to Oga’s first son flat. It was a present from Oga. He drove in, and I could see a silhouette of a figure in the passenger seat but I couldn’t make out who the person was. Ajayi cracked open his window and said
‘‘ Brother, how far? It don tey. ’’
Before I could respond, Ade had ran in- each leg seemed to lift off the ground effortlessly- to drop the briefcase The figure too stepped out and I could see the horror on Oga’s face. The figure, the dark and lovely figure with the jet black hair was Lola.