Naijaatech

Mr. Buhari turned the nation into a slave plantation, and forbade the slaves from any discussion of their enslavement—especially a return to democracy. He favored the north over the south, dividing rather than unifying Nigeria after the convulsions of the 1967-70 Biafran War. He lent support to the introduction of Sharia law in the North—a major source of strife and disharmony. Mr. Buhari’s brutal military dictatorship was overthrown in 1985. Mr. Dasuki played a key role. Dictators do not forget. Fast forward to today.

... Lara gazed at her full length at the mirror; satisfied by what she saw, she smiled to herself. She smoothened the hips of her flimsy knee length gown, she loved her hips, its one of her greatest physical asset. “Hmmm can’t wait!” she told herself excitedly as she oiled her cornrows. She should have fixed a weavon or plaited some braids as her friend-Deji had adviced, but she isn’t a fan of those artificial stuffs, she preferred to go natural. “What’s lacking?” she asked her beautiful reflection. “Nothing more, just to wait for the man.” she chuckled. Tony, her husband, would be back home, after spending five good months overseas on his so called ‘business trips’. Their marriage was barely a year, and Tony has spent more than half of it travelling. She hissed. Their’s was an arranged marriage, she had met Tony for the first time on their wedding day. She remembered how harsh he was...

... Lara sprayed some perfume on her skippy nightie, she walked to her mirror again. “Hmm yummy! Plan number four on point!” she laughed before proceeding to Tony’s room. She opened the door gently, she peeped first before walking into the room. Tony was lying down on the kingsized bed, the covers were drawn half-way stoping at his waist. His chest was bare revealing his ‘Six-packs’ features. She craved to touch, but that isn’t on her list. She came here to discuss something important-their marriage. She crawled beside him, his breathing was slow and steady. So this man can sleep?! She thought. She shifted closer to him, how would she wake him up? She felt like a rat trying to bell a cat. She touched his arm slightly and… Tony’s eyes shot open, his face transformed into a scowl. “Sorry to disturb you…” Lara said in a shaky voice. “What do you want?” he growled Lara’s lip...

Lara’s phone rang waking her up rudely from her nap. She squinted at her phone’s screen- ‘Mummy’ was all she could see. “Hello?” she said in a sleepy voice. “Iwon omo buru yen, what on earth is your problem?” Funke - her mother screamed into her ears. “Mummy, is anything the problem?” she rubbed her eyes. “Nonsense!” came her mother’s reply. “People use what they have to get what they want in life, is anything wrong if I give my only daughter out to a rich family?” Her sounded aggressive. Lara glanced at her phone screen again in terror, before placing back to her ear. “Mummy, If I did something wrong, just tell me…” she began to say softly. “Do I need to remind you of your deeds? You’ve become disrespectful, you no longer cook for your husband, you’re even threatening to leave your matrimonial home!” her mother queried. ...

MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 4) ... “5 am!” Lara said as she rolled on her bed. She had been sleepless all night. She pulled her Bible, read some Psalms before saying some prayers of appreciation to her creator. She washed her face, and walked slowly out of her room. She decided to make breakfast early, so that by the time ‘the devil’ will wake-up, she would be safe away in her room. She walked past the guest room, Soft moans escaped the door. She stoped momentarily and listened some more. Where’s Tony? She tip-toed into his room. It was empty, no sign like someone slept there last night. She felt like mad as she rushed back to the guest room.. She heard Sophia giggling.. Tony’s grunts were audible now.. Yikes! He was making love to her, right inside their matrimonial home? She tapped the door sharply, the whole place fell silent. She knocked some more before Tony opened the door. Their eyes met, she held his gaze for a while before looking him all over. He...

... “Haaaa! Are you kidding me?” Deji screamed at her sobbing friend. “Dear friend that’s my story..” Lara wiped a tear “oh Lara you are too soft…she’s been in this house for weeks now, and you can’t throw her out?” Deji squealed. “I think she has come to stay…” Lara began to say. “Come to stay for where? Lara don’t just provoke me o! I wonder why I wasn’t in town all this while…” Deji bit her finger. Just then Sophia walked lazily into the sitting room, she catwalked towards the fridge. “Errm…Lara?” Sophia called out sipping from a bottle of yoghurt. “Ma?” Lara said rising to her feet, to the suprise of Deji. “Isn’t it high time you prepare lunch? I’m starving.” Sophia added authoratively. “Okay ma, Let me…” Lara began to say. “Shut up!” Deji cut her short. “Who ...

... Lara sat on the tiled floor, she pulled a bowl of hot water towards her, added some dettol, before dipping a face towel into the bowl. “Easy girlie…” she soothed herself as she massaged her body. It had ached her all night. “Ouch! Eeish!” she exclaimed as she pressed her swollen eye a little. Her door squeaked open, she didn’t bother to look up, she knew it was Tony. Tony stood for while watching her massage and press her body in pains. He felt his heart melt! So he was now a ‘wife beater’ ? “Good morning Lara.” He said gently. “ouch!” Lara exclaimed pressing a swollen part of her arm. “Errm….sorry…” Tony said squatting beside her. She didn’t reply, she continued her work. “Errm..Lara, I’m very sorry for what happened yesterday…” he began “Hmph! Did you brush your teeth this morning?” Lara covered her nose with her ...

... “Thank you” Lara said givng some naira notes to a cab driver. She took a deep breathe, and glanced around her. The magnificent church was standing before her. She had brought her case to God. She wondered if God would listen to her again. The last time she came to church was when her father was alive, she was ten yrs then… “Good morning sir” she greeted a man in security uniform. “Please is the Resident Pastor around?” “Yes, let me tell him you want to see him.” the security man replied before speaking into a telecom. “he said you should come in.” “Thank you sir!” Lara said before walking towards the church basement. She muttered a silent prayer before knocking. “Come in.” pastor Wilson said from within “Good morning Pastor Wilson.” she flexed her knee. “Morning sister…pleasesi t!” Lara sat on a chair facing him, clutching at her ha...

... Tony knotted his tie whilst sipping some coffee. The night had been terrible, different night mares taunting him, he was awake 75 percent of the night. He ignited his car, and Lara crossed his mind. Her beautiful eyes that widens when she’s scared was all he could see. He’s been just wicked to her, only God knows the story she’s telling his father now about him. He changed his gear and sped on the highway. He knew his father won’t spare him, he would take the company off his hand, collect all he has and worst of all disown him. “Oh poo!” he rubbed his eyes. He opened them lazily at first, then they popped out. A madman was standing on the road before him, just a few yards away. He couldn’t stop the car cos he was moving at a high speed. He expertly turned the steering wheel moving the car off the road. The car swerved beyond control, he muttered some quick prayers, he was sure he would die. The car somersault...

... Lara folded her arms round her chest as she watched her mother in-law pack some fruits into a basket. “You’re going out” she said rather than asked. “Yes, but I’ll be back soon.” Amara replied covering the basket with a table cloth. “I’m coming with you…” Lara began to say. “No…” “I’m coming with you!” she said firmly. “Lara, you can’t come with me, okay?” Amara tried to soothe her. “Is there anything wrong? You’ve been going out now for the past one week, and…and… Or is there anything you’re hiding from me?” Lara said with a frown. “Now, Lara relax your nerves, okay. Stay back, I’l buy you something when I’m coming back.” Amara patted her. “Okay then…I’l be going back to my place.” Lara pouted. “Lara! You can’t…” “I can’t ...

... Tony winced a little, he felt like easing himself, he had pressed the beeper for more than twenty times now but Lara is yet to show up. He wondered if she was trying to punish him, because on a normal day, she’d have cleaned him up and served him his food.. He pressed the beeper five more times but she didn’t come. He decided to help himself into the wheel-chair standing by his bed side. He pushed himself towards the bed’s edge, he took hold of the wheel chair and attempted to hop in. He lost his balance and almost toppled over… “Hey! What are doing?” It was Lara, he didn’t look back, he wasn’t sure if the scowl he saw yesterday was still there. “Errrm…” he tried to speak as she balanced him on the wheel. “Morning to you Tony…” she wheeeled him towards the Loo. “I was answering a call when I heard the beeper…” “Here…steady…so rry...

... Good day!” Lara smiled as walked into the sitting room. “Welcome.” Tony replied, he didn’t return her smile. “How have you been? Hope I didn’t stay for too long?” she squatted beside him. “Fine.” he looked away. “Are you okay?” lara noticed the worried look on his face. “I’m okay.” Lara watched him for a while, she knew definitely this bad mood wasn’t cos of her, perhaps something went wrong. “I heard your parents came alongside my mother while I was away…” she tried again. “Yes.” “What did they come to do? I mean what did they say?” she asked. “Nothing…theyju st came to say hi to us!” Tony was still avoidng her eyes. “thats not true!” Lara knew he was lying. Tony bit his lower lip. “please tell me what happened.” she pleaded patting his arm. “your mum wants this marriage to...

... “Ehn!” Baba Lagbaja exclaimed again. “Yes o! Including the two jeeps Tony’s Father gave her, and the…” “Wait!” he stoped her, turning to Funke. “Funke! N gbo? You collected all that? Are you trying to sell your daughter? You’ve sold her already I rather say!” he yelled at her. Funke shifted uneasily on her seat. “My daughter, sorry to have troubled you o. ” Baba Lagbaja told the smiling Lara. “Young men let’s go!” he said angrily and they rose to leave. “Wait wait! I’ll pay!” Funke was desperate. “I’l pay in installments, little by little.” “When you sold your daughter to them, did you give her to them in installments?” Baba Lagbara shrieked at her. “Don’t ever come to me again o! If you do Sango would strike you dead! ” he cursed before leaving the house with his group. Funke was confused! H...

... Lara was at the breakfast Table, when the gateman came in to tell her, that a letter was delivered for her. She opened the envelope gingerly, she read it aloud. ‘ peace of the most high God be upon you. How’s your husbands health? I hope all is well. I saw a revelation last night about you, I don’t know if its a mere dream, or its a warning. You just have to be careful about the way you do things, you are surrounded by unfriendly friends. There is danger lurking ahead. May the good Lord see you through. Amen. Pastor Wilson’ she read and re-read it again, what message is he trying to pass across. Danger? Unfriendly friends? She felt shivers run down her spine. “God see me through o.” she clasped her hands in prayers. Unfriendly friends? She thought. She’ve got a few friends, just Deji. Could it be Deji? No it can’t be! “But Deji had been acting strangely now!” she argued aloud. She’v...

“talk to me doctor! What’s the hurry all about!” Lara said with a frown. “We have to hurry my dear, for your life! Your mum still needs you around her! We have to make haste while there’s yet time” Olakija explained. “Omolara don’t be strong headed na! I can’t lose two things o! I can’t lose my grand child and my only child o! Follow the doctor’s advice.” Lara shook her head rising to her feet. “The baby has a father, the father needs to give his full conscience, Tony has to be here, else nothing should touch his baby!” she said in a fierce whisper. “young lady…your husbands presence would only worsen the situation.” Olakija tried to hold her. “I still demand to let Tony know! He doesn’t even know I’m in a hospital right now!” Lara pushed him away. “What if I died in the process? Tony would never forgive me! Besides its against...

Lara wiped a sweat off her forehead as she pushed a trolley round the mall. She was shopping alone against Tony’s wish, he always wanted them going out together. He becoming a superglue! She thought. She just doesn’t want some Adam generation hovering over. “Nice” she said aloud as she examined a baby feeding bottle. She threw it into the trolley,that was the tenth feeding bottle she’s buying. Money isn’t a problem like Tony said, their baby deserves everything in the world. “What’s this used for please?” she asked a woman close to her. “Ooh! Its just like a box, you can keep your baby’s feeding items in it.” the woman explained with a smile. “Thanks” Lara smile back throwing it into her trolley again. She made sure the trolley was full before heading to the cashiers desk, the security men helped take the goods to the waiting car. She felt hungry, luckily there was a resta...

“Baby…I’m home….” Tony called out walking into the sitting room. “Welcome Tony” Amara greeted. “Good day mum..” he hugged her. “Where’s Lara?” He asked looking about the room. “She left some time ago, that she was taking a walk, she isn’t back yet” Amara explained. “Why? What’s keeping her? Its late already, this is 8pm, gosh!” he said dailling Lara number. “I tried dailling her earlier, but she left her phone in her room.” Amara said again. “Excuse me.” Tony walked out of the house. He searched aimlessly round the streets for an hour before going back home in despair, he decided to go and check Funke’s place, perhaps Lara should be there. He got into his car without a word to his mother. “ah! Tony! Its you, by this time of the night.” Funke said as she let Tony in. “is Lara here?” he asked. ...