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Belina the Tender beauty Episode 12

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Belina the Tender beauty Episode 12

Episode 12
Mr Badmus tried to look through his blood shut
eyes but couldn’t. he had just been given the
greatest level of beating he had ever received. He
had looked up at the hooligans hovering over him
after he was thrown to the cell and knew that he
was in deep trouble. They muttered something
about welcoming him to the house and he thought
it would be a simple handshake but what he got
was a boxing session. They all tested their fists on
him like he was the latest punching bag in town.
He tried to stand but could not muster enough
strength to pull up a leg so he just lay there on
the floor. He swore in his heart to get even and
make Belina wish she had never been born for all he
had passed through the past few days. For the
third time, he mentally crossed his heart, this
time very determined, “if I can get out of this
place, be prepared Belina”, he thought before he
dozed off, giving in to sleep as a consolation.
**********
**********
Before I knew it, I was on my way home. I had
attended to two patients before leaving and I had
been enjoying myself immensely when I noticed that
it was past five. I left the hospital feeling very
happy and when I got home, I found the house
open. My new mom has a very large supermarket and
I was surprised that she was home already. I
entered and greeted her lovingly. She was about
preparing dinner so I quickly went to change my
clothes and I joined her in the kitchen. She was
very interested in what happened on my first day
at work and I relayed everything neglecting one
very aspect, obviously. We laughed so much as we
prepared a very sumptuous pounded yam and egusi
soup. She also relayed her day at the supermarket
to me and just when we finished cooking, Prisca
walked in and everything became livelier. We ate in
silence as was the custom of the house and I
reverted back to the bedroom with Prisca after we
had cleared the plates. Her dad wasn’t back from
work yet so we had eaten without him.
“So, how was work today baby girl?” she started
and I started wondering just how far I was going
to tell her. I repeated everything I told mum also
leaving out the most fascinating part of it all.
Trust prisca, she read in between the lines and
noticed some loop holes and fired back; I did not
have any other choice but to open up to her. “Well,
I met someone that looked so… I don’t know. I
originally thought he was a statue, then while I
was admiring him, he moved and I almost swallowed
my tongue in shock and wonder. He is so good
looking”, I ended my sermon when I noticed that I
had gone too far. “uhn, I can practically see stars
running around in your eyes, tell me, what is his
name” she asked smiling stylishly. “What stars?
Well I don’t know his name and I am happy I
don’t. I don’t want a man in my life. They have all
been a huge disappointment. Look, I am happy you
have a good and loving dad and also Tony but men
are good to you but sis, not me. They have made
my life miserable. Everyone of them”. I said with
enough vigor to make her believe me. She shook her
head, “sweetheart, don’t be like this” “Really? Do
you know what it is like to have the type of
father I have? Well no. what of Kelvin’s betrayal? I
felt like dying that day Pric, you don’t know what
it is like to be face to face with your boyfriend
and have him throw trash in your face. That left
me totally broken. What if Tunji? He practically
made my life a living hell and you want me to
think about a guy? No. I don’t have them in my
dictionary. I would only treat patients as patients
and live my life as a single lady besides, God did
not make it compulsory for us to get married”. I
said and wiped the tears that were already flowing
from my eyes. This was the first time that I was
letting out my feelings since last week and Prisca
held on to me as I cried and whispered words of
encouragements.
After I had composed myself, I remembered that I
had not even checked how much I would be paid as
salary and I told prisca who laughed wondering if
she could forget such a thing. I brought out the
envelope in my bag and opened it. I read the letter
and when I got to the place where my salary was
stated, I opened my eyes and mouth in shock.
**********
**********
Richard went home with with tony. He really
needed the company cos he had been trying to get
belina out of his mind and everything he tried did
not seem to work. They got to the house and they
both collapsed on the chair. They had both eaten
at the hospital’s restaurant so hunger was out of
the question. They had both been pre-occupied
towards the tail end of the day and they started
wondering why people did not come throughout
until around four. Almost everyone wanted to do
one thing or the other and by the time they were
free, they were already exhausted. They got to
Tony’s house around 8 and after about 10 mins rest,
Tony put on the TV and the first thing that was
displayed was news and from the speaker, he was
able to grasp that they were talking about the
murder case. “Oh my God, Richy, I forgot to tell
you; the guy that abducted Belina was murdered on
Saturday” Richard did not like the fact that Belina
was the topic again when he was trying to forget
her but what he said captured him. “Yeah, I saw
the murder case but was that the guy who
abducted her?” he asked alarmed. “uhn, wait” He
increased the volume and when a certain picture
was placed on screen, his eyes almost popped out
of its socket. “No, it can’t be true”, he gasped,
“it can’t be” “What can’t be” Richard asked very
confused and worried now. “That man there is… is
Belina’s Father”, he dropped The blood in Richard’s
face drained instantly.
**********
**********
As I stared at my salary, I could not believe my
eyes. When I did the interview, I was asked how
much I would like as my monthly salary and I had
said, 100, 000 Naira. The place where I worked
before, I was being paid the sum of 70, 000 Naira
but here I was staring at the whooping sum of 150,
000 Naira. I closed my eyes and opened it again but
the figures hadn’t flown away. I closed my eyes
and thanked God much more than I have done in
the past few years and when I finally opened my
eyes, I saw Prisca smiling down at me. I jumped on
her and hugged her so tight and I guess she felt
uncomfortable. “Thank you darling, God has been
using you to make my life a blessing”, I said
truthfully. “I am sure I would not be anywhere if
not for God, you and your family”. “Oh, come on
now, firstly, I did not do anything, at least, I am
sure you would have done the same for me.
Secondly, stop referring to my parents as my family
now they are your family members too so they are
our family, ok?” “Yeah, Yeah, I have heard you…” I
stopped when I heard a car horn. “That’s dad” she
said and we both made our way outside to open the
gate for him. He drove in and we happily hugged
him like little infant children and collected his
suit case. Even though he was the owner of his
company, he always kept late at work saying that
‘if you want something done properly, monitor it
yourself’. He gave us a package and what was
inside was grilled chicken and ice-cream, my mouth
started watering instantly. He always made it a
custom to buy something for the girls whenever I
was there on visits and I had no doubts that he did
the same when I was not there. The ‘girls’ also
includes his dear wife of course. Mr and Mrs Jegas
are very caring and also very pampering in most
cases but they don’t accept shit at all.
We served his food while he took a cold shower and
when we were sure that the table was well set, we
went to focus our attention on the package we had
received. Mum had already taken hers and we went
there, took the nylon and started consuming its
content. Dad came in later and also focused on his
meal squarely. He looked famished as he ate and I
wondered when last he had eaten. He finished his
food before we finished our grilled chicken. We left
the iced cream and went to clear dad’s plates. We
washed them immediately, chatting all through and
before we knew it, the plates were finished. We
went to the sitting room, picked up the cups of
iced cream and when we noticed that dad was
tuning to news, he headed towards our room to
watch movies in the small TV there. We shared a
joint dislike for news because it carried one bad
news or the other especially if the news is Nigeria
based.
We had just taken a few steps when I heard a
name and I froze. I turned around like a robot and
what I saw on the screen was more than I could
fathom. I nearly dropped my iced-cream in extreme
surprise as I stared at my father’s picture being
labeled as a murderer. They displayed him on TV
without even a singlet. All he wore was a torn
trouser as his face looked beaten and battered.
I expected myself to feel sorry for him or even
feel sad or even angry at him but I did not feel
anything. I just stared at the TV at first in shock
seeing him there and then; I did not feel anything
again. I wanted to hate him the more but I
couldn’t, I wanted to pity his condition because he
is my father but I just could not. I finally felt
Prisca’s hand on my back as a sign of comfort but
all I could do was stare blankly at the TV. Mr and
Mrs Jegas was busy expressing his views about the
matter and none of them noticed that they had
anyone in the house who knew the murderer much
less his daughter. Mum turned and seeing our
expression was stricken. I immediately turned and
headed towards the room but I was too late, dad
had already turned in my direction. “Belina”, his
bass voice rang out in the house and I turned. He
looked from me to the TV and before I knew what
was happening, they were all by my side consoling
me like I needed consolation. I laughed slightly and
said, “I am OK, I am just fine. I should be crying
but I cant bring myself to doing that” I said with
a smile and dad said something about it being bad
to cry over someone who did no other thing but
bring me pain and I smiled. I thanked everyone and
left to the safety of the room. As I laid on the
bed, the reality of the news dawned on me as I
imagined myself as a murderer’s daughter and my
heart did a somersault. I pulled myself together
and was determined to get over it the way I had
gotten over every other challenge I had passed
through in life, besides, I did not want to be a
pain in the ass in this peaceful family.
I put on the TV and put it in Novella E1. Prisca had
bought Startimes for her bedroom TV and she paid
the subscription herself every month even though
the main DSTV was in the sitting room. I drank my
iced cream and Prisca came in seconds later and
was surprised to find me in a good mood. I saw her
puzzled look and smiled saying, “I have always
despised him Pric and I don’t view him as my
father, he never was”.
She pondered on it for some time and came to a
conclusion that I was right so we settled down to
watch soap operas as we licked the very sweet iced
cream.
**********
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Tolu laughed gaily as he listened to the news. ‘Look
at these fools’, he said still laughing. He looked at
the name and remembered that he was the father
of the abducted girl Tunji had talked to him about,
the one who gave his daughter out to be kidnapped
because of money. He thought the man got what
he rightfully deserved. He did not just know how a
father could ever do that. He felt it was worth
celebrating and he made a mental note to go to his
favorite bar the next day, buy drinks for some
friends and drink some goodness to his life but for
now, he needed some good sleep.
**********
**********
A week passed and everything had been going on
well. During the past week, I had seen almost
everyone in the hospital and was surprised that
they were all young people within the age of 35 and
below. Patients were coming for me on a daily basis
and I particularly enjoyed my sessions with Deji. He
hadn’t fully recovered his memory but be had
remembered three names, though he did not know
who those names belonged to, he mentioned the
names and when I asked his parents, I found out
that there were people in his life with such names.
His improvement was a great thing to me and I
always looked forward to our sessions together
because he is a very interesting person to have
around.
I had just finished my session with Deji and was
back to my office when my secretary called over
the intercom. With my observation, I should be
within the same age with Joke, my secretary and I
took her as a friend. “Miss Belina, there is someone
here to see you but he won’t give his name”, she
said “Hmmm, is he with a gun?” I asked half
jokingly and half serious. Her voice held a smile
when she said, “God forbid bad thing” “Alright,
once you are sure there is no cause for alarm, send
him in”, I said and hung up. Few seconds later, I
heard a knock and I said a low but firm, “come
in”, the door opened and for one second I thought
I would be seeing the guy from last week but I
couldn’t have been more wrong. I sprang up from
my seat, “What are you doing here Kelvin?”
**********
**********
Richard sat down on his seat fighting an inner
battle. He had avoided the second floor throughout
last week like a plague when all he wanted to do
was go there even if it would be just for a minute.
He hadn’t thought about Tonia at all throughout
last week but he had had the usual nightmare once
last week and it was worse than before. His
attention had been seriously divided last week and
Tony had noticed and commented on it but he had
made up excuses. He had promised Tonia not to
have anything to do with the opposite sex but here
he was having his thoughts bugged by one woman
as if she had bewitched him. His eyes went to the
roof imagining what was in the next floor and what
might be going on there and they next thing he
knew was that he was already at the door heading
towards the place he had been avoiding.
**********
**********
The court appearance of Mr Badmus was two days
away and yet he had not admitted to being guilty.
He had been tortured terribly but he kept on
repeating “I am innocent”. The police station still
remained the same with five police men at the
counter waiting desperately for someone to come
with one complaint or the other. They looked
hungry and even though the “police is your friend”
slogan was typed boldly on an A4 paper and was
pasted on the wall behind the counter, no one
seemed to be visiting their ‘friend’ today, but all
of a sudden, a tattered looking man who looked
like a candidate for the prison cell walked into the
police station and asked the police men, “can I see
the police?” One of the hungry police men answered
annoyingly, “you dey craze? The people wey you dey
see so no resemble police?” “Oh, sorry, I wan drop
one evidence o, the evidence show the person wey
kill Deputy Governor pikin” The police men laughed
him to scorn, “what do you know about that? You
don’t even know that the murderer has been found.
Abeg leave this place and let better human beings
come in jare”, another officer said. Just then,
inspector Sule came out of one of the offices and
asked what was happening. “oga, no mind this idiot
o, hin talk sey he get evidence for Tunji murder
case”. “Just shut up there” he said and faced the
guy, “sorry for that, where is the evidence?” he
asked and the guy brought out his phone and gave
it to him. He led the guy to a quiet room and he
played the video recording on the phone. The
conversation was between he and Tolu who had been
drunk enough to spill the beans. It so happened
that Tolu had gone to the bar to celebrate and
after he had ordered drinks for everyone in the bar
at his expense, he had drank and drank enough
alcohol that he mouth was all over the place. His
friend, the guy with inspector Sule, knowing the
way his friend normally was whenever he was
drunk, positioned his phone somewhere which could
capture both his face and his words. He wanted to
use it to make jest of him after he was sober as
was their normal custom but when he started
saying things about Nigerian police being stupid and
how they had escaped him and taken someone else
for a crime he committed, he knew the recording
would be an asset.
“Wooow”, the inspector said when the recording
ended. “Can you lead us to the place he stays?”
The guy grinned, “Yes, if I would get something in
return, free lunch no dey anywhere o”, he said. The
inspector got the message, “No problem, I assure
you that you would be rewarded by Mr James
himself”, he said. “Ok, but make una no use that
una siren o and you go follow me enter the house
but no wear uniform o”, he said standing up.
Everything was made ready and within five minutes,
they were on the road.
**********
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“I said, what are you doing in my office?” I yelled
the second time at Kelvin who stood speechless
before me. He stammered, “I… I came to see y…
you”. I laughed sarcastically, “Yeah right and how
did you know that I work here in the first place?”
I asked trying all I can to calm my nerves. “I made
some findings”, he said. I clapped, “that is good
of you, now, leave my office” I said icily. “No
please, I came to beg you for all I have done, I… I
am so sorry. I was so stupid. My friends pushed me
into doing what I did that-” “Hey, would you just
save it?” I cut in. “I am not interested in your
fairy tale so please spare me the trouble of gazing
at your irritating sight. Leave” I said pointing at
the door. He went on his knees, “Pls Belina, I have
not been able to live a meaningful life since that
day. You are the only one who could make my life
meaningful again pls…” he was saying but I was
beyond hearing as my anger was beginning to rise to
a dangerous level. I left my place behind the table,
stood before him and pointed at the door, “leave
now” but he would not stand up from the floor. “I
said leave now, leave me alone”, I yelled and just
then, the door opened at there stood the guy from
last week and my secretary, looking from me to the
man on his knees.

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Entertainer with a difference, A Historian, Actor, blogger, Nigeria born Malaysian writer, am funny and I don’t flirt, quote lover. Composer of famous quote:

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