awesome romantic story…  ; My 5 Lovers!

Mahe sure you enjoy yourself guys !

I was sweating profusely after Iyabo’s mum barged into her room and

caught us doing the unexpected. I tried explaining to her that it was not

what she thinks, though they say seeing is believing but it can also be

deceiving (trying to calm her).

She just kept shouting ‘mo daran mo daran’ meaning “I’m in trouble”.

Still feeling guilty and trying to beg her to please lower her voice (after

all she’s over 18 and not a “V” sef). She just kept shouting until her

eldest daughter (Motunrayo) rushed in to confirm what the noise was

all about.

Immediately she saw us….. she passed out and that was when I knew

the gravity of what I had done. Iya Motunrayo and Iyabo were trying to

bring Motunrayo back to life while I looked at the women (family) that I

had slept with (even Iya Motunrayo sef) in a confused state. Which

made me to reminisce about my simple way of life then.

I was not brought up this wild(my thought).

I was raised in a family of Five. comprises of two boys, a girl and our

parent. one thing I noticed about our family is that people keeps

complimenting our parents that we are cute. But in reality, we truly are.

My Dad is a disciplinarian, so growing up with him was tough. Actually

he’s a top ranked Custom officer but he would have passed for a

MAJOR GENERAL in the army because of his strictness and protocol.

He was very strict that he does not entertain children from our

neighbourhood. The only children allowed by my Dad into our big house

were the children of a custom officer like himself, Mr. Adeboye. They

lived next street to ours. People say ‘great men think alike’…. I can say

yes to that when it comes to the way these military men treat their

children.

All work without play is now a daily routine to us. From house to

school… school to house…. house to church… church to house, that’s

how we spend our week and the same routine goes for every week.

Little did I know that all this is about to change in a jiffy with Bidemi

Adeboye (daughter of the Adeboye’s)

Bidemi Adeboye changed my perspective to life. We were so closed

that our parents were beginning to suspect that we were dating. But

they couldn’t do anything, rather than hope that’s not true. We became

fond of each other that if we were of the same gender, she would have

been passing the night in our place and me at her place too.

I was 17years old then and Bidemi was 16 but She would have passed

for a 20 year old girl. She is tall and has all the right curves at the

right place.

One unfaithful day in my room, We started playing and I told her that I

always feel jealous when other guys look at her with lust.

Bidemi: really

Me: Yes….(my heart beating fast) I think……

Bidemi: what?

Me: (staring away) I think I like you. And I will like to….. never mind, I

don’t think it can work

Bidemi: I like you too… what do you mean about not working out?

Me: (still staring away) our parents. They would skin us alive if they

get to know.

Bidemi: (now Smiling and moved closer to me) that’s if you tell them.

Me: (I dey craze ni) hmnnnnnn

She now puts her hand on my cheek to turn my face towards her and

planted a light kiss on my lips. It was my first kiss and it felt like an

electric shock all through my body. I was too shy to say anything. Just

looking like mumu that lost his phone. She kept asking me ;’Femi

what’s wrong with you? You are too quite oooo.” I told her that I am

fine.

Checked the time and I suggested we should go over to her place to

check on her own family too (that’s why they never suspect anything).

She said “Okay’ and we left for her house.

On our way down to her house. I was still pondering if it’s real or not.

She kept on asking different questions.

Bidemi: Femi, what’s wrong with you?

Me: Nothing…. It seems I’m not feeling too fine

Bidemi: I have been asking what’s wrong with you before we left your

house but you refused to tell me. Pele(sorry).

Me. Ose (thank you)

Bidemi: maybe we should go back to your house so that you can rest a

little.

Me: no oo! I will be fine, besides we are almost at your gate.

We got to her house and she shouted Abdul(their gateman).

Abdul: coming small madam (opens the gate). Welcome back.

Bidemi: Who’s at home?

Abdul: nobody ma. Kikelomo just come back from school and she talk

say she wan go check her fwends.

Kikelomo is Bidemi only sibling and she’s 19years of age and a

student of unilag, studying philosophy. You would have thought that

they were twin because they so much look alike.

We entered their compound and went straight to her room. Immediately

we entered, she went to get paracetamol for me. I took the drug but

deep inside of me I know that not even a whole pack of paracetamol

can cure what is doing me. Now I’m now feeling much relaxed. Then I

called her name

Me: Bidemi, can I ask you some questions?

Bidemi: sure

Me: you know I like you

Bidemi: Yes and I like you too (giggling)

I kept quiet for a while and she asked that… is that your question?

Me: Yes but there’s still more…. why did you kiss me?

Bidemi: (felt embarrassed) because I want to…. (staring away)

Me: I have always wanted to kiss you but something keeps stopping

me.

Bidemi: (now Smiling) really

Me: Yes…. can I kiss you?

Bidemi: (amused) yes.

Me: I want it to be special…. can you please close your eyes?

Bidemi: Okay

I dragged her to her feet with her eyes already closed. I moved closer

to her. I placed my lips very close to hers and I could see that her

breathing has increased with so much pace. (didnt kiss her on her

lips). Moved my lips and planted a kiss on her forehead… planted

another on her left cheek….. another on her right cheek…… then I

planted one on the pointer of her nose.

Her breathing increased when I slid my lips down from her nose down

to her lips and waited for a while. She knew my lips was very close to

hers and she has already shaped her mouth for it. Now she’s visibly

shaking. She moved her lips towards mine, I withdrew it when it was

about to touch mine. She opens her eyes and I kissed her before her

opened eyes could form any image in her brain. We kissed for almost

5 minutes before we broke off.

We kept quiet for 5mins, still sinking down what happened.

She broke the silence and said that was my best kiss ever. I looked

into her eyes and I said ‘same with me’.

Bidemi: I think I’m falling in love with you

Me: me too

Bidemi: I always knew that there’s something hidden about you.

Me: How do you mean?

Bidemi: How many girls have you knocked out like the way you did to

me when kissing me?

Me: (looking down) actually, you were the first person that I would kiss

except kisses from my family members

Bidemi: Oniro (liar)

Me: I’m serious

We were still arguing when Kikelomo barged into the room.

We greeted her and she responded very warmly. She just kept talking

about her life in school (bla bla bla). She just couldn’t stop(hush…

mood crasher).

Bidemi and I occasionally winked at each other but mindful about the

presence of her sister. I checked the time and I told them that I have

to take my leave before my Dad had me hospitalised for coming home

late. We all laughed.

They both saw me off to the gate and I waved them goodbye.

I got home very happy. I went straight to the bathroom to shower. Got

on my bed, picked my phone and I saw that Bidemi has sent me a text.

The text read “I wish what happened today could happen every other

day. Just want to check if you are home. Missing you already. Bidemi

loves you. Hmwammm!”

My mind skips after reading the text: I know that I love her but with

those two military men around (the love no go grow). I dialled her

number and she picks….

Bidemi: Hello

Me: hello

Bidemi: it’s now that you have my time abi?

Me: no oooo! I had to take my bath and attend to some family chores

Bidemi: family chores that’s more important than me.

Me: it’s not like that (mum calls from distance “femi” )…. maaaaaa….

mummy is calling me. will call you later in the day. better still, let’s do

night call

Bidemi: (giggling) okay… village boy…. maaaaaa

Me: you are not serious… later jo. love you

Bidemi: love you too (hangs off).

Rushed out to meet my mum. She said that she has already collected

GCE form for me, that I should go to the cafe with my elder brother to

fill it. I was happy and rushed towards her and hug her… thank you

mummy. It’s okay, just start reading your books. Ese gan ma. Peck her

on her cheek and left.

It’s 10pm now.. I dialled Bidemi’s number but she did not pick. Maybe

she went to bed early because of our proposed night call.

I’m now alone thinking of what might happen if our families got to

know about it. Lost in thought… I don’t know when I dozed off, only for

me to wake up around 5:45am with 22 missed calls on my phone. That

was when I remembered that my phone was on silent. Yeepa! This girl

go kill me today oooo. I Flashed her just for me to know if she’s

sleeping or not. She called me back immediately :

Me: Hello

Bidemi: you try oooo… I have been up all night because of you. Look

at the time now. Is this suppose to be your midnight call?

Me: I’m sorry…. my phone was on silent because I’m not used to night

calling

Bidemi: na me con dey do night call abi?

Me: it’s not what I meant…. I’m sorry

Bidemi: it’s okay… at least you called. I can go to bed now.

Me : I will make it up to you… bye

Bidemi: bye dear (hangs off)

I slept back and woke up around 8:30am. My kid sister has done all

the domestic work. I went to the bathroom for my early morning drills.

Collected my the scratch card from my mum, dashed to Bidemi’s

house for the makeup promised. I had planned of taking Bidemi out (to

where I don’t know yet). I wore one of my best shirts, a jean and a

nice step on. If there’s anything I’m proud of, it’s my style of dressing.

I knocked at the Adeboye’s gate.

Abdul: na who be that

Me: na me Abdul, good morning…. is Bidemi in?

Abdul: Mawning ooo, she dey.. (opens the gate while I entered)

On my way in, I met Kikelomo and we exchanged greetings. She

complemented my dressing and she asked if I have any plans for the

day or appointment with Bidemi (I can’t tell her that Bidemi & I have a

date). I replied no.

Kikelomo: good, since you don’t have any appointment with Bidemi,

why don’t you act up as my boyfriend to a friends party.

Me: I…… I …… I have to fill my GCE Form (which kin wahala be this

sef)

Kikelomo: hush… but don’t worry. we will come back early, besides

you can fill it tomorrow.

Me: Okay.. is Bidemi coming with us?

Kikelomo: no…. it is strictly for couples and I don’t think she has

someone that she would come with

Me: Okay no wahala (I know say wahala Dey ooo) …. when are we

leaving?

Kikelomo: next 30 minutes…. let me rush to dress up

Me: Okay, let me use the opportunity to say hello to Bidemi.

Kikelomo: Okay, but be fast about it (rushing to her room)

I knocked on Bidemi’s door and she said “enter jo” you wey I don dey

hear your voice since.

Me: Good Morning Dear

Bidemi: .Morning love. As cute as ever. Fine boy! Are you going to a

party?

Me: No… I mean yes

Bidemi: what do you mean by no and yes? What is it?

Me: I’m going to a party with your sister. She just invited me about 10

minutes ago.

Bidemi: I see…. can I come?

Me: No because she said you can’t come (don’t want to tell her that

it’s a couples party)

Bidemi: Okay (looks sad). .. so you had already planned this party

since yesterday. You prepared all dressed up for a party and you now

lied that she invited you today.

Me: (dint want to tell her about our date) it’s not what you think. I

really want to stay with you but if I choose to stay back, it would bring

her to be suspicious of us.

Bidemi: and so what…. I saw the way you were looking at her

yesterday (now tears rolling down her cheek). I know that……

Me: (cuts her off) stop it. It’s your sister we are talking about here.

What do you take me for? (angry mood activated). A random player.

I’m going to the party weather you like it or not. (stormed out of her

room).

Bidemi: (now crying) that’s what you guys are good at…. running away.

I went and sat down at the living room, waiting for Kikelomo. It seems

like ages but she eventually came out. She puts on nice dress that

compliment her beautiful face. I told her that she’s beautiful and her

boyfriend will be very happy to have her. She’s now blushing… thanks

dear.

I looked towards Bidemi’s room and I found her staring at us ( eyes

swollen). Kikelomo went closer to her.

Kikelomo: what is wrong with you Bidemi? Why are you crying?

Bidemi: (lied) I dint sleep all through the night because I have a

running stomach.

Kikelomo: and you dint deem to tell me…. I’m around now you know

Bidemi: sorry but I’m fine now.

Kikelomo: Okay…. hope Femi told you that we are going for a party?

Bidemi: (looks me with bad eye) yes he did

Kikelomo: good… we are running late. see you later my dear. Bye

Bidemi: bye

Me: bye… (she dint even answer me)

We got a cab and off we go to the party.

We got to the party around 1:30pm. It seems the party was organised

by Kikelomo’s final year student (last party). They don’t want the event

to be too crowded that was why they insisted that you must come

along with your guy/babe and I guess it really makes the party more

interesting.

Lots of beautiful faces (guys/babes). Kikelomo was busy introducing

me to her friends but the girls that got my attention were Motunrayo

and Chioma. Their name sank in my head (like super glue) when

Kikelomo introduced us.

I was not with a wrist watch…. so I brought out my phone to check the

time (2:45pm). I now saw that I had 2 missed calls and a text

message (all from Bidemi)… the text reads “I’m sorry about my

behaviour today. just don’t know what came over me. I’m missing

you… don’t do things I wouldn’t do. ‘love you'”.

I put back the phone in my pocket as Kikelomo approaches, and she

proposed that we danced.

Me: I don’t know how to dance… I don’t want to dance

Kikelomo: you are joking right!

Me: (Smiling)… okay lets dance.

We moved to the dance floor while the DJ was busy blasting Roll it by

p-square. Kikelomo was amazing on the dance floor (no wonder she

insisted on dancing with me… shioo). She really roll out her bums that

really makes me to think that Kaffy is a learner. She pressed her body

all over me and I was really sweating and enjoying myself until a guy

from her department excused her for a dance. As I was about to step

aside, a girl just grabbed my hands and requested for a dance. Wanted

to say no until I saw her face to be Motunrayo (my lucky day).

Motunrayo is another epitome of beauty. She’s not as tall as Kikelomo

but much lighter than her. If there’s something that attracts me to her,

I guessed it is her bossom… so big and very conspicuous.

While we danced, we chitchat :

Me: I wouldn’t have danced if it is another girl that ask me to

Motunrayo: why?

Me: I couldn’t resist such a beautiful damsel requesting for a dance

when I’m not Mr Nigeria

Motunrayo: (Smiling) you are funny.

Me: Funny ke… I’m serious. The very moment I saw you. I wished I am

your boyfriend. I go dey proud well well.

Motunrayo: if Kikelomo catch you hen

Me: (Naija girls with their silly ways of asking if you have a girlfriend).

No ooo. She’s my childhood friend and a very close one at that.

Motunrayo: guys will always be guys

Me: meaning…..? should I call her so that she can testify to that?

(scanning for Kikelomo).

Motunrayo: no need….

Me: can I have your digit?

Motunrayo: sure… 08059******

Me: thanks… (Flashed her number to be sure). I think I have to be

going now. Almost 5:30pm now.

Motunrayo: thanks for the dance

Me: it’s my pleasure because you really made the party worth thinking

about. (moved closer to her and peck her on her cheek)

Then I moved away. Turning on my searching mode. “Kikelomo”. I saw

her and I silently told her that we have to be going. She was surprised

when I told her the time. Thank God for our Parents, I am very sure

that she wouldn’t complied leaving because the party is interesting.

We left the party very hungry. it’s one of those school party that it’s

only drink that would be surplus. I still have the money that I intended

using for Bidemi. I suggested that we get something from KFC…. we

got some snacks and Vanilla Ice cream. Got some for Bidemi too. I

paid. We sat down to eat our food while we chitchat.

Kikelomo: thank you very much… you don spend money oooo, on top

say na me invite you.

Me: (Smiling) it’s okay! I really enjoyed myself, you deserve the

accolades

Kikelomo: Hmnnnn! You are hot you know…. people kept asking me

about you. I told them you are my friend.

Me: really

Kikelomo: yeah… Chioma even requested for your number and I gave it

to her.

Me: why na? You supposed ask me na

Kikelomo: mabinu… she insisted since I told them that you are

available. I’m sorry. Besides I saw the way you were looking at her

when I introduced you people.

Me: (dis gal na witch oo) it’s okay. Let’s rush up and leave.

We finished eating and I carried Bidemi’s takeaway with me.

We got to her house around 7pm. I envisage to enter so as to say hello

to Bidemi (I dey fear). We met her mum in the living room. We both

chorus our greeting.

Me&Kikelomo: Eku ile ma

Mummy K: Ekabo… look at the time you people are coming back.

Kikelomo: we are sorry ma.. It’s the traffic. Ema binu

Mummy K: and Femi… you now see Kikelomo for only a day… you

now forget your friend Bidemi abi

Me: it’s not like that ma…. we explained to her when going (feeling

guilty). that’s even why I entered to say hello before heading home. Is

she in her room ma?

Mummy K: Yes…. and you Kikelomo, go and off all those things you

put on and come and assist me in the kitchen.

Kikelomo: Yes mummy (not happy)

I left for her room reciting short prayer within me. I knocked but got no

response. I entered and I saw her sleeping. I knew that she’s not

sleeping, maybe she dint just want to see me. I called out her name

“Bidemi”… she replied.. yes. You guys are back.

Me: Yes… I got you some snacks and ice cream. (handling over the

nylon to her)

Bidemi: thank you.

Me: I’m sorry about everything today. It’s something I’m even ashamed

of thinking over again.

Bidemi: it’s okay… just that a lot went through my mind today. and if

this is what being in love is all about ; I think I can’t stand it. Today

was hell.

Me: I’m sorry…. it’s almost 8:00pm… I think I got to start going… will

call you in the night to explain how the party went to you. (kiss her on

a lips)

Bidemi: Okay… let me see you off.

We got to the gate and I waved her good night. I got home 8:12pm.

Thank God that my small god(dad) is not yet back from the office. He

works at Tincan island, apapa. He comes home anytime after 8pm.

I sneaked into my room, avoiding my mum because of the unfilled GCE

form. I locked myself from inside… thinking about the whole event

when Kikelomo’s call rang on my phone. we started chatting.

Me: Hello

Kikelomo: Hello, I hope you are home now.

Me: Yes… thanks for today.

Kikelomo: no ooo… I should be the one thanking you…. you made my

day special. I always envy my friends but with you around today…. the

tides turned. You need to see them when I was with them.

Me: really… but what is so special about me that made them to be so

hush like that? (call entered… Bidemi’s call)

Kikelomo: You are cute…. besides every gal would love to have you as

her boyfriend.

Me: (giggling) hmnnnnnn…. including you I presume (Bidemi 2nd call

enters)

Kikelomo: Hmnnnn… why not but I don’t share what is mine….. guys

like you usually have many girlfriend.

Me: I don’t have any girlfriend except for the one you gave me.

Kikelomo: Chioma abi?…. okay oooo

Bidemi’s calls keeps beeping while I was on the phone with Kikelomo. I

discharged her and dials her number.