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  • Christmas In The Village (Episode 1)

    Christmas In The Village (Episode 1)

    Christmas In The Village Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “Christmas In The Village Episode 1 Of Christmas In The Village by Amaka Ember Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🙋🎉🎈 Christmas In The Village EPISODE ONE: 💞

    Ada, your phone has rung more than five times if not more and you seem not bothered about it. Hello, is like someone is owing one of these online loan apps and she’s avoiding their calls. Uju said to Ada and started laughing.

    Hahaha! Don’t tell me you have started patronizing online loan apps this one they are the only ones that crossed your mind. Let no one call me one day and said Uju is on the run with their one thousand five hundred naira hahaha. Ada replied to Uju and laughed back at her.

    Nah, I can’t stoop that low. Get your phone girl the call is coming again. Uju reminded Ada.

    My dear, let that phone keep ringing. It’s my Mom. I’m not ready to answer her any time soon. Ada said.

    Wait, your Mom? Uju asked.

    Yes, She has been calling for the past week now. I just don’t have her strength.

    Don’t be heartless Ada. Pick up or call her back to know what’s the matter. What if she’s sick and needed to talk to you or she needs something? Common girl, one week is way too long to avoid Mama’s call. Besides you didn’t tell me you are quarreling with your mom? Uju told her.

    If my mom is sick she isn’t the one that will call to tell me. Many people would have notified me. So, she’s sound. She’s just calling me to get me angry. Ada said.

    Please, pick she’s calling again. Uju said.

    Ada picked up the call and put it on loud volume.

    Ada rie nsĂź! did you hear what I said? Ri juo nsĂź onu! your mother has been calling you for the past week and you didn’t pick up or even return my calls. Ada’s mom said on the phone.

    Mama, answer my greetings first you are busy abusing me. Ada said.

    Answer Which greetings? If I didn’t call you would you have remembered to greet me? Anyways that’s not why I called you. Do you know Kosarachi? Daughter of Adibe the Barber? Ada’s mom asked Ada.

    Mama, I don’t know her. You should know I didn’t grow up in the village so I didn’t know many people. What happened to the Kosarachi? Ada asked.

    Nothing happened to her. She is the third daughter of her parents. I’m just calling to tell you we are just coming back from her introduction. They have married her too. Ada’s mother said.

    Okay, is there any important thing you called me for mama? Ada asked her mom.

    So what I just told you now is not important Adanna? Ada’s mom asked.

    Mama, please don’t start now. I’m with a friend here and your voice is loud. Don’t worry mama I will call you back in the evening. Ada told her and ended the call.

    I’ve picked up the call now hope you have heard what she was calling me for. Ada asked Uju.

    Do I even understand the message she was passing to you? Uju said.

    Hahaha! You are carnal. You would have understood if you were in spirit. Ada joked.

    Go joor! Catch your phone it’s ringing again. Uju called Ada’s attention again.

    Ada grabbed her phone it was her mom she just finished talking with. She picked up.

    Ada today is 7th December. I forgot to ask you when you will be coming home for Christmas. Ada’s mom asked.

    Mama, I thought I told you before now that I’m not coming home this Christmas. Ada said.

    Nne, you will oh. The last time you came home was two years ago. This year is all Umuoma must-come home year. All the sons and daughters of Umuoma town are coming home including the ones abroad. You have never witnessed it. You will come home and meet with your people. Under must. Ada’s mom said.

    Mama I’ve heard you, I will think about It. How is Papa, is he getting better at all? Ada’s asked.

    Your father is there oo. He sicks and gets up and sick again. When you come home you will see his condition. Ada’s mother said.

    It’s well Mama. I will try to come home if not for anything but because of Papa. Anyhow my plans are I will let you know. Mama Ngwanu I will call you later. Ada said and ended the call.

    Uju, come let’s go it’s almost 5:00.

    Oh, I forgot to tell you. Nnamdi said I should call him when we are about to leave. He said he will be joining us in the car. Uju told Ada.

    Alright, call him then let him come out. Ada said.

    Uju called Nnamdi. They didn’t talk for up to twenty seconds she ended the call.

    He said he is leaning on the car already waiting for us. Uju told Ada.

    Ada and Uju proceeded to where Ada parked her car and picked Nnamdi up because they are both going in the same direction.

    Mehn after today’s work, my coming to work again will be in January. Nnamdi said as they are heading home.

    Why? Why January? Ada asked.

    Nothing is happening again in the office. I’m traveling to Ghana next weekend to meet my guys. That’s where I’m spending my Christmas holiday for good.

    Nnamdi for the past five years now you have not visited your people in the village. It’s another Christmas holiday you are talking about traveling to Ghana. Who did this to you? Uju asked Nnamdi.

    My dear, you see this my sanity eh? It is very important to me. From January to December is work, work, work! December is merriment season so, I’m using it to cruise and have better peace of mind. Traveling to the village to face Nnamdi you are getting old we thought you will be coming home with a girl you will marry is just something I don’t want to hear for now from anybody in the village. Nnamdi said and kept his face on the other side of the window.

    Hahaha! Wait let me get something here! Do you mean guys also face the same situation too? I thought it is only women. Uju, I guess you have understood my conversation with my mom earlier. This is exactly what my mom meant on the phone. Ada said.

    Chimooo! So we all are facing the same situation? That’s fine! It’s good to know I’m not in this alone. Hahaha! Uju said and laughed out loud.

    I think my own is the worst because my mom wants me to marry a Catholic man who hails from my state and a native of my town. Anything aside from this she said I’m alone. She took the same decision for my younger Sisters and they both settled with my town men. Even my brothers too my mom insisted they marry from my village. Why my Mom is still taking it softly with me because I Carter for everyone in my family. If not that I’m not educated or have something doing she would have found a man for me in the village. Ada complained sadly.

    That’s serious. In this present world Mothers still do that? Nnamdi asked.

    What? I’m just hearing this from you for the first time Ada. Wait, I thought your mom is educated and primary school headmistress. She should be more than this na. Uju said.

    My dear, I just decided to keep it to myself because I know one day I will tackle it by myself and that day will be this December. This Christmas will be long for me, my mom, and those village people behind her actions.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • Romeo And Violet (Chapter 6)

    Romeo And Violet (Chapter 6)

    Romeo And Violet Chapter 6

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    A few weeks after Violet and her family moved into the city, I went to meet her. I hadn’t really talked to her since the last day we met at our house with her family. Her elder brother and his wife worked at the mission hospital, so, it was easy for me to locate them, since they lived in the mission compound in the city. There was network in the city and a friend of mine had been able to get Violet’s number for me. I called her and she agreed that we meet.

    “Violet, glad to meet you again.” I began as soon as we were seated at a popular bar in town called Bamboo Bar.

    “On the contrary, I am not glad to meet you. You are a very bad boy.”

    “Bad boy? What have I done?” I asked, bewildered.

    “You have gotten me pregnant and now you are trying to turn things around. You are trying to deny it.”

    “Don’t say that, Violet. I was ready to accept this pregnancy until things got complicated. There is talk of you already being pregnant before we met. What can you say about that?”

    “Who told you? I wasn’t pregnant before I met you. That is just a smear campaign to disrepute me and make me look bad. Your mum is the one leading the campaign.” She said, angrily.

    “Never you accuse my mum of such a thing. My mum missed her calling. She was supposed to be police. She is very good at investigating and she has her sources, reliable sources.”

    “I don’t care. Your mum hates me. She doesn’t just find me worthy for a daughter in law. I am sure it’s because I haven’t continued schooling after my primary education.” She said in anger.

    “Don’t say that! Don’t say that! My mum doesn’t make choices for me. I chose you and if I was convinced or let me say, if I am convinced that the baby you are carrying in your stomach is mine, I will gladly accept. But as it stands now, things don’t add up. You said you were four months pregnant. My mum’s investigations proved that you are six months pregnant. Yesterday, my mum came to the city with an update. She said according to her friend who is a midwife at the maternity in the village, you are eight months pregnant. That means you will be putting to bed anytime soon, and that makes sense because you already look so developed.” I narrated.

    She sat quiet. I continued.

    “If everything is true, means you had been sleeping with someone else before we met. Now, tell me. Did you continue to sleep with him after you and I had met me?”

    “Nevertheless!!” She exclaimed. “I haven’t met with anyone since I started sleeping with you.”

    “What do you mean by ‘nevertheless? That’s wrong English. ‘Nevertheless’ doesn’t me ‘no’. You use that word when you are trying to give another side to a point.” I was correcting her English in spite of the tense situation.

    “I beg, leave me alone. I am not as educated as you. At least you understood what I said.”

    “Okay, I will be leaving now. It was a pleasure talking to you.” I said, getting up from my seat.

    “You are leaving enh? When you were spreading my legs from Oshodi to Obutemeta you didn’t make any complaints. Now that it has happened, you are trying to run away from your responsibility.” She was fuming so much that she drew the attention of everyone at the bar.

    She was so mad that I decided to excuse myself and quietly walk away. However, she got up from her chair and blocked my way. To avoid any further embarrassment, I decided to sit down. After I had seated down, she continued.

    “Now, listen to me. Forget about all those your stories. This child is yours and nothing can change that. If your mum likes, let her become an FBI agent for all I care. Nothing will change.”

    She got up from her seat, and in classic ‘stubborn girl style’, poured her remaining drink on my head and left.

    A week later, she put to bed. I was informed by one of their new neighbours who happened to be someone I knew. She delivered a baby boy, and it was highly rumored that the child was my exact replica. I refused to believe and concluded that the brains of the people who saw the resemblance needed to be formatted.

    I didn’t spend a dime to prepare for the coming of the child. That was because the pregnancy was highly disputed. There were new rumours that she had other boys in the village, aside from her main village guy, and any of them could have been responsible for the pregnancy.

    In my school, the information had already filtered in that my girlfriend has just put to bed. Everyone started calling me ‘Pa Boy’. Some people called me ‘Responsible Man’. Back in the village, it was a general topic of discussion. Everyone thought the child was mine. That was the narrative her brother’s wife had made in the village before they were transferred to town, and it had spread widely.

    However, it is said that in every dark cloud, there is a silver lining. It was the rumours in the village that helped to unravel the mystery of the pregnancy. Village people by nature know a lot about each other. They could be stingy with you in every aspect but not information. Someone who knew about Violet’s pregnancy heard that I was being held responsible for it became very angry and decided to come to our house to reveal something none of us knew about. I was never to know something like that had transpired until my mother paid another visit the city.

    “Responsible man, how are you?” My mom said. I know she was making fun of me.

    “Mom, please, stop it.” I said, laughing.

    “You came close to being a dad. However, the whole truth has been revealed.”

    “What do you mean, mom? I don’t understand.”

    “You were not the one responsible for Violet’s pregnancy. It had been a setup all along.”

    “What? Who is responsible then?” I was very anxious.

    “When you met her, she was already four months pregnant. However, you didn’t know. I can’t blame you for that, you are still naïve and young. You went and was arranging someone’s baby.” She laughed.

    “Stop it, mom.” I said in mock reproach. “So, tell me. Who is responsible?”

    “Their neighbour. When they discovered that she was pregnant, by then she was just two months gone, they interrogated her, and she revealed that she had been sleeping with their highly promiscuous married neighbour. Her elder brother and his wife then confronted the neighbour and he accepted. However, he was an important man in the village and wanted to save his reputation. So, he bribed Violet’s parents, and they convened a meeting and told her she would have to look for someone to pin the pregnancy on. They were all in on the conspiracy.”

    “OMG!! Mom, that’s how I came into the story.”

    “Yes, my poor son. They conspired against you as you too could not control that your thing. You fell for the trap and you were held responsible.” My mum concluded.

    I was confused.

    “So, mom, it doesn’t add up. Why all the fuss and all the meetings they were having with us?” I asked my mom.

    “It was all a façade. They were just pretending. You are free now. Concentrate on your upcoming exams and keep your willy in your zipper. Next time, you won’t escape so easily.” My mom advised.

    “So, what have they done to the man who is responsible for her pregnancy?” I asked.

    “That is their business. The story is everywhere. I will be very happy if his wife peppers him. He is very notorious. I hear he sleeps with all the girls around, even his house helps. Now, go and get me a glass of water.”

    Everything now made sense to me. Her falling for me so easily, the fact that her brother kept refusing to be at our meetings, the fact that she claimed that her parents were not bothering her about the pregnancy, though it was already fully developed. It all made sense now.

    I promised myself that I was going to see her one last time. I wanted to see that her beautiful but lying face. However, that was not to be, the rumour about her being pregnant for a married man spread so wide that her parents asked her elder brother to send her to his own village. She left the following week, even before I could arrange a meeting with her. It’s been nineteen years now and I have never seen her again.

    THE END…!!!

  • My Daughter My Wife (Episode 32)

    My Daughter My Wife (Episode 32)

    My Daughter My Wife Episode 32

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    🧔 My Daughter My Wife Episode Thirty Two: đŸ‘«
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    Sola was looking too shy and anxious for my understanding. We’ve been together for so long, and in all the times we got intimate, she had been as fierce as she could be.

    I wondered why she was looking so worried, almost as if she was afraid of me. “Could she be detĂšsting me because of my past relationships?” I wondered.

    “Are you okay my love?” I asked her as I sat besides her on the bed.

    “Of course, I’m good. Just a little apprehensive” she told me.

    “Umm, mind telling me why you’re apprehensive? Is there something wrong?” I asked, afraid that something could be wrong with her body.

    “Is it possible that something is wrong with her body, and she chose to keep it from me?” I thought.

    She told me she needed to use the bathroom and rushed into the bathroom, leaving me more confused and worried.

    “I don’t know why she’s apprehensive, but whatever it is, if it is something serious, I’m sure she’d have told me” I reassured myself.

    When she got out of the bathroom, Sola walked up to me on the bed and squatted besides me.

    “My love, I’m afraid. What if you don’t like what you’ll see? You’ve had a very active sexuàl partner, and I do not have any experience at all.

    “What if my inexperience puts you off? What if after tonight, you don’t want me again?” she asked, tears flowing down her beautiful face.

    My heart nearly shattered into a thousand places as I looked at her worry herself because of my past marriage, when in fact I should be the one worried that she could judge me because of it.

    I stood up, helped her to her feet and made her stand besides me, then wrapped my arms around her assuringly.

    “My love, in the past, I felt all that mattered between a man and a woman was his ability to provide her material needs and give her the basic care, but my first marriage failed partly because I didn’t see the need to take care of my wife’s sexuàl needs.

    “You know that when I began what I had with Madonna, it was built on a premise of lĂ»st and desires only.

    “I didn’t care about other factors that should have been considered, and there’s no gainsaying that it was a total mess too, a collosal shàme.

    “Then I met you my love, and I began to see marriage and love from a whole new perspective.

    “I’ve got a dìrty past baby, but some senses came out of the nƍnsense, and one of them as it applies to us is that we both can work on our sexuàl needs and desires, making each other know what we want and how we want it.

    “And believe me baby, we’ll be everything a couple should be, because we already have the major things covered

    “Our love will stand the test of time because it isn’t built on lĂ»st or frivolities, but on true love and friendship

    “And you my dear, will always be my woman, because after tonight, our souls will be bound by this spiritual soul binding exercise” I told her, and began to kiss her ever inviting lips.

    “I love you Andy” she told me, encircling my neck with her slender arms.

    Our kiss continued to deepen, and before long, we were rolling on the bed, both of us trying to out do the other, as we expressed our hearts with a kiss so sincere and expressive.

    When I started helping her out of her clothes, it appeared Sola didn’t know or didn’t care, because she was still lost in the kiss, letting her tongue trace all parts of my mouth, as if she was on a mission to see the places she’d never seen before.

    Our bodies remained entangled, our mouths fused and our hearts linked as I continued to caress her smooth and immaculate body.

    Sola kept shivering as I touched her in places I’ve never dared to reach while we dated.

    Her sacred sisters felt so good to touch. Not only were they sĂźnfully succulent, they were so full and firm.

    I made my mouth leave hers and set out to seek other parts to nibble.

    She grabbed my head involuntarily as my mouth covered the peak of one of the succulent sisters.

    I gave it a little nibble before I began to suckle it, and got Sola möaning so helplessly .

    My tongue continued to tease her, making her squirm really bĂŁdly on the bed, begging me to take her.

    I was already too hard to remain in my trousers, so I quickly jumped off it, and tossed my briefs aside with the speed greater than an athlete on a pitch.

    Sola pupped my head back to where it had been, and I decided to make her get more excited.

    I pushed her twin sisters together, and got the peaks, both inside my mouth, suckling like a hungry baby.

    Then she began to screĂ m my name. I could swear that everyone on board that ship heard my wife as she screĂ med in pleasure.

    She was making me go crãzy with the way she was reacting to my touch, and I knew I couldn’t hold on any longer when she began to massage my propagator from her sleeping position.

    I placed myself firmly between her thighs and made to enter her, only to discover that she was as intact as she had been created.

    “Goddamit! This girl is still at home?” I thought in a split of second, and nearly shed tears.

    “No wonder she was so afraid earlier” I thought and began to kiss her again.

    I knew what needed to be down to make a first time less painful, so I had to keep stimulating her, ensuring she got adequately turned on and naturally lubricated before I made my move again.

    My discovery made our forĂšplay last for another 10minutes. I was kissing her, and she was moving her hips with so much passion when I made my sudden forceful but careful move.

    She winced in pain and I paused for a moment, waiting for her to get used to my propagator that now filled her completely.

    I began to move to the rhythm she created after she started moving again and in no time, we were both singing and speaking in different tunes.

    When we both arrived the mountain top, Sola was already so tired and worn out, yeah, she had to be!

    It wasn’t often that a man who hadn’t been with a woman for so long, marries a woman he met at home.

    The days that followed, Sola and I remained mainly indoors, kissing and loving, bent on ensuring that we didn’t return from our voyage the way we sailed off.

    Chuks my friend nearly broke down the door to my cabin after having stayed for four days without making an appearance.

    “What is your problem this bachelor? You don’t keep disturbing a married man who has conjugal obligations to meet!” I told him with a laugh, after he managed to pull me out of my cabin.

    “Have I seen a married man before?” he asked me in pure sarcasm.

    We both laughed our hearts out before he told me that he asked me out for a few minutes to remind me that his wedding was in two days.

    And just as if the days were in a hurry, his wedding day came before we knew it.

    Chuks my friend, and his long time sweetheart, got wedded in holy matrimony in grand style.

    Our ship continued to cruise and Chuks who had been dyĂŻng to remain locked inside his cabinet with his wife as well, got his wishes.

    We hardly saw each other, except for special meals that our families agreed to have occasionally.

    It was a cruise to remember, and indeed, we all had fun. But just before our ship berthed on our return, my wife started feeling sick, getting us all worried and we had to see a doctor as soon as we got home.

    Turns out my wife was a good goalkeeper. She caught my shots so well, and we were on our way to welcoming a product of our love that went in liquid and returned to us solid, some months later.

    Our first son, Andrew Junior was born just about two months before we were called to rejoice with Chuks and his family on the birth of their daughter.

    Sola and I lived on happily, even though she had decided to quit working full time, after she was confirmed pregnant to enable her care for home.

    She gives me peace and so much happiness, that I can’t stop blessing he day I met her.

    Some months ago, we welcomed our second child, my first daughter, and just like you must have already guessed, we named her Sola.

    We visited Nigeria with out two children some months aftwr the birth of Sola, my daughter, because my mother had been calling non-stop about wanting to see my kids.

    My mother didn’t let us go out with the children, but of course, my wife and I had to visit Chuks and his family.

    The women remained inside catching up, and I walked out with Chuks to let the women do their things.

    Chuks told me how he had gone to the village for Christmas and had seen Jane’s children, my erstwhile children, now living with Madonna in her new house and how that Jane had returned to the village with two new children, having been abandoned by her lover.

    When Madonna left my house back then, i wouldn’t have been able to bring myself to sending those innocent children away, but I am always grateful to God that Madonna chose to send them to them to her grandmother before she moved in with Garba, because I wouldn’t know how I’d have coped with raising other people’s children, in my new marriage.

    In all, I was happy that they were too young to have made so much memories with me, to make them always remember me.

    I returned to the US with my family about a month later, and continued to live happily ever after with my Sola.

    THE END…