Ejiro's Pov.

        The problem of  man is pride. There is always a saying that say "pride goes before a fall". There is also another parable that states that " fly when no one hear word go follow dead body go grave". 

" i have your account on my phone and i will send the money. On no account should anybody know that you brought me here".

" no problem ma but please be fast. I will hang around till 6 in the evening. I will come looking for you at this same spot to take you home".  This driver has helped me in so many ways in carrying out my dirty deeds. He was assigned to me by Ibrahim father.

" no problem". I used my hijab to cover my face so no one could see me before leaving the car. If anyone should see me then my own is finish but what to do?.  The raw smell of Igbo was very much welcoming. As a child growing up I had spent my childhood here. 

From a distance I saw madam igbome serving pepper soup with so much joy on her face. In her hand was a cigar stick she probably wanted to smoke or give to a customer. Kirikiki Ghetto did not change abit. To think I grew up here and found so much peace.

Funny how my past always hunts me. It doesn't matter how hard I try to run, I am always drown back to this place. Well today,  I had come for a purpose and I needed to get this done and dusted with.

I remember very well how I use to run the street of kirikiki like she had so much to offer. Fejiro was my best friend, the thought of her made me want to tear up. She would always stand by me and ensured I was never looked down on or bullied. I use to be the smallest among my peer. I pray where ever she is she isn't condemned to the fate I was condemned too.

Indeed parents do play a vital role in children. Unlike every other kid, i was condemned with a slut for a step mom and a theft for a dad who got crippled due to one operation. He was caught and beating mercilessly, and as punishment for sparing his life he was crippled. Sooner or later I became a burden to my step mom to Cater for. Years later after my father's passing she abandoned me. According to her, she was still young and couldn't condemn herself to such fate and Cater for a child when she could barely care for herself. I did not blame her at all, she was just 32 of age.

" Eji". I was drawn back from my thoughts by madam igbome who had spotted me from far. I walked to her and engulfed her in my arms. Even in the dark the woman was able to recognize me.

" have you come to visit your fathers home or you came...?".

" hummmm. Mummy the walls have ears".  She nods her head still wearing a welcoming smile. " where is he?". I watched the smile on her face dropped and it was replaced with pity and sadness.

" are you sure you want this?. Do you really want to give yourself to him?". 

" mummy". My eyes were threatening to water. " where is he?". She putted at the door to her room. I nodded and walked in.

The room didn't change a-bit. Madam igbome still keep the bucket in the middle of her room just incase it rained. That spot has been leaking for years. The room was literally empty. " my efemi".

The sight of him was disgusting. " are you not pleased to see me?". He was sitting on madam igbome bed. How shameless and disgusting of him. " do you have no shame?".

" my efemi". He fell into series of laughter before continuing his speech. " you kept me waiting". He gasped . " because of him?. I heard his stupid campaign is today?".

" can we get this done and dusted with?". The sight of him was already a living  hell. " the choice is yours my efemi". His voice was always gentle and warm but his heart was that of an angry lion.
" take off your clothes". He stood up walking towards me gently like a lion aiming his prey. " I have missed you. It's annoying you have to make me drag you here forcefully". He pulled me gently to himself. " you will have to do what I say or I will have your secret flying round delta and let me see where it will land you". He pushed me back in distain.

" I want you on that bed now". He clearly displayed a smirk on his face. All this while I kept shut staring directly into his eyes even if I was clearly scared of my life. Did I make a mistake for coming here?. Maybe but it was the only way to save myself.  "let's have a threesome. Me, you and that supposed baby of yours".

Ejiro it was now or never. It is not the first time you have done something like this and it would definitely not be the last. I pulled the rope on my hijab revealing a partially naked me. I saw as his eyes widened and a clear look of pleasure and range displayed on his face. Should I be doing this?. , that too with Ibrahim's unborn child.

Haaaaaaaa Ejiro oooo.
But ashawo no suppose get shame na?.