Ikemefuna sat on the couch in his
living room, arms folded on his chest,
eyes clouded with anger, lips stretched
thin, and watched the hand of the clock
move towards 9pm for the umpteenth
time. He was fuming with anger but
anyone looking at him would just see a
handsome, well-built man, watching
TV, with an impatient stretch to his
lips. On closer inspection though, the
anger in his eyes could not be missed.
He stared at the game showing on the
TV. His favorite English club, Arsenal
were playing against their arch
nemesis, Chelsea and it seems Chelsea
is going to get the glory once more. He
watched the screen, at the same time
listening for when the door will open to
admit Ugochi, his girlfriend, whom he
had been waiting for impatiently for the
past two hours.
Why is this woman late? What does
she take me for? How can she leave
me here and go about frolicking with
every D–k and Harry in the city? She’ll
have a lot of explaining to do when she
gets back here. These were the
thoughts flowing through his mind as
he sat, alternately watching the clock
and the screen, grinding his teeth in an
obvious sign of frustration.
Meanwhile, Ugochi was having a great
time with her girlfriends at the birthday
party of one of the gang. She laughed
at something Dawn, the birthday girl
said and gave Ijeoma a wink. The three
girls have been rolling together since
they were at the University, they were
popularly known as the three
musketeers back then. Now, all of them
are settled into their respective careers
but they still find time to get together
once in a while.
It was Dawn’s birthday and they had
opted for a quiet dinner together at the
birthday girl’s favorite restaurant
instead of the usual all-out party she
throws every year. It had taken a lot of
convincing on the part of Ugochi and
Ijeoma before Dawn agreed to have a
small party with just the girls. She was
enjoying herself although she would
never admit it to her friends. Turning
twenty-five should be a lot of fun.
The women have a lot in common.
Apart from been the same ages, they
also graduated from the same
department in the University. They all
studied Microbiology, and each of them
had their view of the course and how
they want to use it to make the world a
better place. Ugochi had opted for Food
Microbiology and presently works with
Fan Ice in Ibadan. Ijeoma, fondly called
Ijay by her friends, had bent towards
health presently working as a
laboratory scientist at the University
College Hospital, Ibadan. Dawn had
decided on pursuing the beauty angle
and currently owns a beauty spa in
New Bodija, Ibadan.
Ugochi is the only one in a serious
relationship of the three of them. She
had been with Ikem for the past three
years. Dawn prefers to play the field,
she had like a dozen guys at her
disposal, which is not surprising as
she’s the most beautiful of them.
Ijeoma, on the other hand, is on a
break in between relationships; her last
run hadn’t been so enjoyable.
“Guys, remember that time we all failed
Professor Odi’s class? He insisted we
wait after everyone had gone home for
the holidays, study for a week and
rewrite the test. I couldn’t believe it
when he said it.” Ijay reminisced
“Yeah, yeah. It was the worst week of
my life.” Dawn muttered
“You were just pissed because all your
boyfriends were not available.” Ijay
“Yeah, well what’s a girl to do when all
her useful guys were not available.”
“At least you still had Dave. The guy
was so in love with you, he didn’t mind
staying back for a whole week even
when you didn’t acknowledge his
existence.” Ugochi chipped in.
Dawn covered her face with her hands.
“Oh please don’t remind me of that
Ijay laughed. “But Dawn, you were so
hard on the guy.”
“I just couldn’t see myself with him. He
was so needy, you know. I could never
be with a guy like that.”
“Yeah. We all know you like them
tough.” Ugochi teased.
She laughed. “You got that right, baby.”
Ugochi checked her wristwatch, noted
the time. “Girls, I’m sorry to break this
up but I really must get going.”
“Hmmm, we understand girl. That hunk
of yours must be waiting for you.”
Dawn winked. “Lucky girl.” She sighed
“How is Ikem?” Ijay asked
Ugochi beamed. “He’s fine o.”
“Hmm, that your man is a real eye
candy. I wish he were mine.” Dawn
“Keep your thoughts away from my
man abeg.” Ugochi laughed. “Don’t
you have your hands full already?”
“You can never have enough now.”
Ugochi was about to answer when her
phone beeped signaling an incoming
call. She checked the caller ID and saw
it was a video call from Ikem.
“Speak of the devil.” Ugochi gestured.
“I need to take this.” She stepped out
of the restaurant to give herself some
“Hi babe.” She smiled at Ikem’s face
on her screen.
He didn’t return her smile. “Do you
know what time it is?”
Ugochi shrugged. “No. what’s up?”
“I want you to start coming home
immediately.” He snapped
“I was about to.”
“I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Okay, see you soon.”
He cut the call without saying goodbye.
Ugochi frowned at her phone and
shrugged again. He’s probably in one
of his shitty moods again. She didn’t
care for the many mood swings, she
never knew how he was going to react
when he gets into those stints. She
better do as he says before it gets too
Ugochi went back into the restaurant.
“Girls, I have to go; my man needs
“Don’t sweat it.” Ijay waved. “We are
ready to call it a night too.”
“Thanks for a wonderful birthday girls. I
actually enjoyed myself. Who would
have thought, huh?”
“We knew you were going to love it.
That was why we insisted.”
Ugochi bent to grab her bag off the
floor as the other girls stood. They
walked out together.
“So, I’ll see you guys soon, yeah?”
“Sure.” The other ladies answered
“I still have a private party tonight. You
get my meaning?”
“We know you now, no be you?
They all laughed and shared a group
hug before going their separate ways.
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