Belina The Tender Beauty Episode 9



Belina The Tender Beauty Episode 9


Episode 9
Mr. Badmus drove like a mad man back to his house
and two times, almost collided with two vehicles
because of his mental distraction. He got home and
sluggishly dragged himself into the house but once
he got inside the sitting room, he sat down on the
floor with his back against the door and put his
hands on his head. “Ah… I am finished”, he yelled,
“Belina has killed me… she has finished finished
me, she ruined all my plans, and… and where… ah,
where would I get the one hundred and eighty
thousand Naira from today, ehn?” he asked himself.
He remembered how Belina’s mother, Linda, with
the circumstances surrounding the time and cursed
that day with all his might. Since she came into
his life, everything had gone from good to bad and
from bad to worse and now that he had a chance
to re-write his destiny, that witch has snatched
that chance away from him giving him more
problem than he ever bargained for.
He had been twenty eight years old when he met
Linda. He didn’t know the love of a mother because
she was always on business trips not giving a damn
about whatever happened to him but as busy as his
father was he still had time for him. He had been
on a journey with his father one day when he was
twenty five when they got involved in an accident.
The accident did not claim his life but it claimed
his father’s life. When he became twenty eight, he
went to the doctor because he had slept with
several girls without protection and did not record
any of them coming to him with the ‘I am
pregnant’ story. a test had been carried out which
brought his worst nightmare to light. The doctor
had looked him straight in the face and said, “…I
am sorry, you can never be able to impregnate a
He had been like a fallen tree for months. The
friends he had told, instead of pacifying and
consoling him had mocked him and helped him
spread the news. He had been stinkingly rich then
so one day when he was checking out of a hotel
that was popularly known in the island to be a
‘hotel for the rich’ after a business trip, he saw a
very very beautiful young lady crying on the
staircase. He was instantly drawn to her, so he
approached her and asked her what the matter was.
She said, “I came to see a man here but he threw
me out”.
He was taken aback wondering how a reasonable
man could throw this striking lady out without a
second thought. After much persuasion, she opened
up and said, “I met him like a month ago and he
promised to take care of me but now I a pregnant
and he is denying it, saying he has a wife that he
loves, he did not tell me that before o, he did
not”, she had said crying profusely.
He took her to his house; he had inherited the
house from his father and despite the fact that he
had other houses; he loved this particular house
because of its design for it was actually built like
a foreign house. He had the servants prepare her a
warm bath and after her bath, she had slept like a
newly born baby. She actually looked like one. When
she woke up the next morning he had called her,
told her his problem and promised to take care of
her and the child if she allows the child to bear
his surname. She had agreed instantly and he also
made her promise never to disclose that secret to
their child. They had lived in luxury for five years
and he noticed the time that Linda started falling
in love with him. He was taken by her beauty but
he just was not in love with her. Belina grew to be
a carbon copy of her mother and much more
beautiful that she looked like a doll most of the
time. This made Mr Badmus exceedingly angry
because he could boast about being her father in
public but in his heart, the truth that he could
never have a child however ugly, made him despise
Belina. Things became bad after five years and he
took it out big time on Linda blaming her for
misfortunes and he would have transferred it also
on Belina if Linda hadn’t been protecting her all
the way.
Mr. Badmus wanted to just die as he looked at how
far he had depreciated. He wished he had
abandoned Linda on the step that day. He looked
around at all he was worth in the sitting room and
said to himself, “if it is the last thing I do, I
would make sure that Belina pays for this”. He said
and crossed his heart.
Tolu took out the 150, 000 Naira he had collected
from Tunji for the job and put it in his cross bag.
When he was about to step out of his house, he
thought about it again and removed fifty thousand
naira from the money and dropped it. Tunji would
have to accept the money like that, at least the
job was carried out only that those idiotic boys
blundered it. He took something else and put it in
his pocket. If he won’t accept it, I would make
him accept it by force.
He got to Tunji’s house and upon arrival, he met
Tunji in his sitting room about to finish a bottle
of whiskey. Tunji looked at him immediately he
entered and his eyes sent bullets right through his
heart. Tolu was never intimidated by anyone so he
marched right towards him, brought out the 100,
000 Naira and placed it right there on the bar.
“That is 100, 000 Naira. I removed 50, 000 because
the job was carried out only that the girl ran
away”. Tunji lifted the cup of whiskey to his lips
but instead of him to drink it, in a flash, he
poured it in Tolu’s face. “Jesus…” Tolu said,
startled. Tunji laughed slightly and the next
second, his face was blank like he hadn’t been
laughing merely seconds ago. “You better complete
my money, right here and now, if not, uhn, you
would see”. Very slowly like in all these action
movies, Tolu brought out his gun at placed it right
on Tunji’s forehead. Tunji turned to a stone with
seconds and he started shivering like he had fallen
into the type of ice water that was showed in
Titanic. Tolu laughed heartily, “so, you no even get
liver. Give me one reason why I should not blow
your head off”, he said. Tunji kept on saying please
but he had stepped on Tolu’s toes. “You have never
been slapped by a woman and you wanted her to pay
for it, so also no one had dared pour a cup of water
on my face not to mention a drink. Well, when I
blow off your head, I would be able to take the
whole money. Say hello to the devil for me”, he
said and pulled the trigger.
As the day went by, I almost forgot completely
about the event of the previous day. Prisca made
everything very enjoyable and my newly found dad
and mum made me feel like a little girl again. They
were very comfortable. Not exceedingly rich but
they could easily buy whatever they wanted
without thinking twice. One would expect them to
feel pompous but no, they were the most humble
set of people I had ever seen. They took me out
and got me new sets of clothes, shoes bags and
everything they felt was customary. Anyone that
did not know them would think I was their
Being a weekend, everyone was at home. Mum
almost overfed me and I commented on it but she
would not have any excuses. She said I was still
weak no matter what I said and that I should just
eat and sleep. Although I was not so used to being
fussed over, I enjoyed it and I made myself feel
like a baby for the first time in my life.
I strolled out with Prisca in the evening. We had
prepared dinner earlier so that we would be able to
stroll out together in order to be alone away from
the house. Though Prisca’s parents pamper a lot,
they were also disciplinarians and did not even
condone laziness. That is the reason why they did
not employ any house help. I walked beside Prisca
and I noticed that she had been silent for most of
the evening. “What’s up Prisca?” I asked. She
sighed, “You don’t know how happy I am to have
you here with me. It had been really tough living
alone with my parents without any young person to
chat with. Sometimes I feel older than I actually
am”. I laughed heartily, “cmon now, your parents
are not old, I am very sure they both still turn
heads”, I said winking honestly. She grinned, the
old Prisca returning, “so, you know about the
turning of heads abi? Who taught you” she asked
mischievously. “Abeg leave me joor, you have
started”, I said trying to avoid the place I knew
she was headed. “you should join the convent baby
girl, only that you are not a saint” she said. I
stopped and placed my hands on my hips feigning
anger. “You this girl don’t have respect again o,
am I the one you are talking to” I asked looking
upset and Prisca laughed. She was actually older
than me with three months and some days. Prisca
stood in front of me and used her eyes to trace my
body like she was a guy and I instantly became
uncomfortable. She laughed heartily and had to
hold her sides trying to still the laughter. I hissed,
“so you have not thrown away your acting skills
abi?” I asked. It had been a long time since she
did that and she always did that to drive in her
point. “You see? You are not immune to guys and
what I just did confirm it”. She came over and
placed her hand on my shoulder. “Give yourself the
chance to love someone and you would be as happy
as I am with Tony”. I remembered what I saw
yesterday and blushed. She laughed again for a long
time and I finally smiled uncomfortably. She did
not stop laughing so I gave her a tender blow on
her arm and she ran off laughing. There was just
something about being with Prisca, she could make
you remember your time as a child with so much
ease that you want to behave like a child. When
she started running, I ran after her, shouting at
her to make her stop but she did not so I ran
faster. Thank God we were almost at home because
I just could not make myself stop, I was enjoying
myself for the first time in a very long while and
when we got inside, we collapsed on the floor and
laughed our butts out while dad and mum stood
there looking at us.
Tony was exceedingly happy when Richard told him
about Deji’s stability. It had been a long time
since a casualty had been recorded in their hospital
and he had prayed that it remain that way
although his prayed had doubled when he saw the
way Richard was taking it. He knew that if the
outcome had been otherwise, Richard would be
adversely affected even if he did not tell anyone
because he had this arrogant exterior that never
wanted anyone to see his pain.
He had known Richard right from his secondary
school days and they had been inseparable friends
although they got separated a bit when they went
to the higher institution, fate brought them back
to each other. Richard who was a complete Nigerian
looked more foreign and was often mistaken for a
half cast because of his wavy hair and non-Nigerian
voice. He was given birth to in America but when
his parents got divorced seven years after he was
born, his father had taken custody of him while
his mother took he other two girls.
Tony made Deji’s room and he met Doctor Deolu,
the third doctor in the hospital, on the way and
they exchange pleasantries before they parted. He
entered Deji’s room and found him awake looking
confused. “Hello, how are you feeling?” he asked
smiling at Deji. Deji looked at him more confused,
“I don’t know who you are” “it is alright, I am
your doctor” “You don’t understand, I… I don’t
know anything. The only thing I remember is being
hit by a big bus. Where was I going…Who am i?”
Deji lamented. Tony felt distraught but did not let
it show on his face (one of the virtues a doctor
should possess) so he just said still smiling, “you
just need to rest a little bit and I am sure you
would remember it all in a short while. It is
perfectly normal at this stage”. When it became
obvious that Deji would not be able to relax
because of his confusion, Tony sedated him and
went in search of Richard.
Mr. Badmus had called his friends seeking for
financial help but none of them wanted to help
him. He could not go to his bank to seek for a loan
either so he decided to wait at home keeping a low
profile and hoping that Tunji would not come. The
entire money he had was fifty thousand Naira and
he took it home incase Tunji showed, he would not
be empty handed.
He switched on the Tv desperately trying to calm
his nerves and what he saw chilled him to the
bones. “HEADLINES: The son of the Deputy Governor,
Olatunji James, murdered.
“Unexpected things happen in life and try as we
may, we don’t have the power to stop it. We
sometimes feel some people deserve death more
than others and those who actually deserve death
seem to be immune to it but we must know that
God works in mysterious ways and everything he
does is well calculated”.
Mr. Badmus seemed to receive the news with mixed
feelings. He still could not place the fact that
someone he had seen the previous day and spoken
to merely hours ago is dead. He suddenly became
scared of his environment and he looked around to
be sure he was alone. He stared at the Tv again and
asked no one in particular, “who could have done
this?” he thought about belina but knew that no
matter how stubborn she is, she could never
attempt something like that. Though he was
distraught about the fact that his only source of
making wealth had been cut off completely, he
still had a cause to smile.
He remembered the way Tunji had been screaming
his lungs out on phone about what he would do if
he did not bring the money and related it to the
incident of the rich fool in the bible. It had been
years since he was within the four walls of a
church and he still did not see any reason why that
should change. He smiled secretly in his heart,
happy that the problem was solved but when he
looked at the Tv again, he swore for the second
time in his heart to ensure that Belina pays for
everything she had cost him.
I stared at the plasma TV in shock as the
newscaster relayed the story of a murder. I sat
shivering in my seat as I looked at the TV, not
really hearing what was being said. Prisca’s parents
initially did not know who was being referred to
and they just reacted to the news the way every
normal person would. Prisca who was by my side on
the two seater couch hugged me tenderly and when
her parents looked at us, they remembered where
they had heard that name and Prisca’s dad became
“So this is the bastard that have been making your
life miserable?” he asked and stared at Tunji’s
picture again on the TV wanting to kill him the
second time perhaps. “He damn right deserves what
he got so don’t you dare cry if you love yourself”,
he said glaring at me.
I didn’t intend on crying and even if I did, tears
seemed to desert my eyes. I should be happy that I
would finally have a little bit of peace but I just
could not smile. I pitied Tunji and wished he
hadn’t ended his life like that. I had a strong
conviction that if my dad had not made him believe
that he could have me, he would not have pursued
me this long. I remembered that it had been only
two days ago when I saw him and he looked so full
of life. The might and ability of God now amazed
me tremendously as he could wipe out anything and
anyone with a second. Prisca’s mother scolded her
husband for being too harsh on me and even though
he wished that Tunji would get a special
department in hell, his eyes said he wished he
could kill him himself.
********** **********
Richard sat in his office not looking very happy.
Tony had told him about Deji’s memory loss and
how he only remembered the traumatic accident
and his heart reached out to him. He knew that
that state was far better than death and even
though Deji had lost his memory, he still gave
thanks to God. He promised himself to do all that
he can to see that Deji recovers his memory. Deji’s
parents including Adewale and some friends came to
the hospital and Richard had explained the
situation to them. He noticed that they were not
happy with his loss of memory but were glad all
the same thanking him for his help. Although Deji
should be around 24 to 25 years by his scrutiny, his
parents fussed over him like a newly born baby
while he just looked at them confused.
He went into the bathroom to wash his hands and
when he saw his reflection in the toilet mirror, he
noticed that he looked drawn and stressed so made
a mental note to have a vacation sometime soon.
He left his office and went into Deji’s room to
check on him and saw his parents with him. Deji
looked at him upon arrival and smiled at him. After
greeting the parents, he looked at Deji, smiled back
and asked, “How is the good patient doing today?”
“I am feeling much better Doctor Richard” Deji said
still smiling. “You can call me Richard”, Richard
said feeling a little bit awkward having a young
guy like him call him so formally. He wouldn’t have
felt awkward if he had not taken Deji’s case
Deji smiled the more and asked, “When would I
recover my memory doctor? I feel awkward when I
see people I don’t remember treat me with so
much familiarity”.
Richard nodded sympathetically and said, “Very
soon. A psychologist would be here to check on you
on Monday and I think in a very short while, you
would recall even the day you were born”. Deji
laughed at the joke and asked another thing, “Can
I at least stand up and walk about a bit? I feel
like I have been lying on this bed since the day I
was born”. Richard laughed slightly was about to
talk when Deji’s mother said, “no, you are not
standing up from this bed yet o, ma koba mi iwo
omo yi”, she said aggressively. “He can stand up
and have the nurses push him around in a wheel
chair for a few minutes”, Richard said softly even
though Deji’s mother did not buy the idea. After
convincing her that it is a good idea, he left and
on the way, told nurse Titi to carry out the
Tony had taken the evening off to rest at home
and prepare for service the next day and Richard
also felt he should do the same thing. He was glad
that Tony had convinced the Human Resource
Department to employ Belina even though he knew
she could have been easily employed without his
interference, she is exceedingly brilliant. Even
though he still haven’t seen her he had seen her
credentials and test papers and have acknowledged
that she must be a genius. He knew that she was
going through a tough time by what Tony told him
the other day and he was glad that she would be
working there. He sat down in his office
anticipating her arrival on Monday and how it would
help Deji’s memory.



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