Episode 1
The most amazing feeling in life is the feelings of love, either
to love or to be loved.
Cynthia, a 20 year old girl never fell inlove and didn’t want to
fall inlove due to the heartbreak story her friends always told
her. She sat on the cushion in their sittingroom wearing only
a short and a white female singlet which was transparent to
the red bra she wore that gave it a standard shape. The
sittingroom was designed with different images of the
members of the family. The television was broadcasting a
movie by African magic. Cynthia giggled occasionally at the
famous Nigerian comedian, Mr Ibu who was, of course
being funny. Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door. She
stood up and walked towards the door backwardly still
enthusiastic about the movie. She finally grabbed the handle
of the door and flung it open.
“Good evening” a 23 year old boy, David greeted as he
stared at Cynthia.
“Good evening” she responded looking at a handsome
David.
“I’m from the church, your father sent me..”
Cynthia was still waiting for him to let the cat out of the bag.
“He said i should give this bag to you and wait for him until
he returns” David said and handed the bag to her.
“Why did my dad said you should wait for him?” she asked
looking at him.
“I don’t know, but i believe is because of the next
programme we have tomorrow in the church.
Cynthia thought for a while and said, “Come in” she gave a
way for him to enter while she closed the door. However,
David stopped going further with his hands in his pocket. He
was fair in complexion and wearing a black plain trouser and
a yellow shirt which had only one button at the collar region-
but didn’t buckle it. On his head was a clean low-cut hair he
barbed and carved in a Christian way. On his jaw was a
black sprouting beard which made him more handsome and
gave him a maturity.
Cynthia turned and saw him standing and staring at the
television. “Please, sit down” she said and rushed to remove
the television remote and side pillows which were in the
cushion.
“Thank you” David replied and sat down while Cynthia
walked into the kitchen with the bag. The content of the bag
were food stuffs which should be used for dinner.
Precious, a girl of the same age with Cynthia and also her
friend laid on her bed thinking about her love life. “I wonder
why men keep treating me this way. Now, what have i done
to Peter that he has refused to pick my calls only because i
refused to visit him” she thought.
Their house was a bungalow but modernized in a
fashionable style. In front of the house was hebiscus flowers
and a coconut tree at the centre of the compound.
Precious stood up from the bed and put on her cloth. She
walked into the parlour and found her mother sitting on the
cushion.
“Where are you going to?” The mother asked.
“Mummy, i want to go and see Cynthia” she replied.
“About what?”
“About the church programme we have tomorrow”
“Okay, but make sure you come back early”
“Okay, mother” she walked out in her brown leggings and a
black gown which stopped at her knees.
Cynthia was still in the kitchen preparing dinner while David
sat in the parlour watching the movie. Suddenly, Precious
knocked at the door and opened it immediately. She didn’t
need to wait for someone to open it because she was
familiar with the family as a very closed friend of Cynthia.
She was surprise to see a handsome David sitting in the
parlour instead of Cynthia. “Good evening” she greeted.
David looked her, he replied and said, “Welcome”
“Is Cynthia around?”
“Yes, she must be in the kitchen” he replied looking at her.
Precious walked towards the kitchen staring at David. She
finally entered and saw Cynthia.
“Hey, Precious” Cynthia said surprisingly to see her.
“Come, o-girl, who’s that handsome boy in the sittingroom?”
“When will you see a boy and close your eyes?” Cynthia
smiled..
To be continued….
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