Instead of responding to his compliments she shot him a dreaded look; he couldn’t really see her face. He attempted to touch her but she shrugged, “I could really do with a second round right now.”
Kyauta: “what?” she didn’t want to believe he had said that asides of the fact that she had cheated on her man she had sores all over, “turn around, I beg of you!”
Smiling he asked,
Captain Nwanze: “Why?”
Kyauta: “I want to get dressed!” she said in an unruly manner.
Captain Nwanze: “Someone doesn’t want me looking at her overly curvy and sexy body!” he said cackling as he obliged to her plea- the anger she felt was immeasurable.
Looking at him to be sure he wasn’t looking she jumped down the bed to pick her bra, she couldn’t find her panties, where had he flung it? After clipping the bra, she ran rushed for the gown putting it on, it got stuck on her head, there was so much struggling before it finally entered- what was happening? Had the anger she felt increased the size of the head? After buttoning the dress she ran back to the bed,
Captain Nwanze: “Aren’t you done yet?”
After raising his fluffy duvet she saw the folded panties and quickly got it on, “when is he going to be released?”
He was smiling she could see the satisfaction on his face having put on the light but that wasn’t what she wanted she wanted an assurance after which she’d bolt out- his sight repelled her.
Walking close to her,
Captain Nwanze: “soon!” he said smiling stretched out the hands to touch her,
Kyauta: “Don’t touch me, please!” she moved away headed for the door as she turned the knob.
Captain Nwanze: “I’ll tell Maku to drop you off”
Captain Nwanze: “well, you know you’re very special to me. We could make a great couple you know?”
Was he drunk? Did he think if not for the situation she’d let him have her? She thought.
He gave a nefarious smile; does she think he’d just have her once and that would be it? No,no! she was sweet as nectar and such women weren’t easy to come by, he thought. He wanted to make her his forever and he’d make sure Bala is dead.
Captain Nwanze: “You don’t think just once would grant his freedom right?”
She turned to him and all she could see was a man standing with horns,
Kyauta: “what!?” she couldn’t believe her ears at all; the air in the room began to choke her, “You’re the devil himself!” she shot at him and ran out crying.
Captain Nwanze: “That’s why you need to worship me, baby!” he threw himself on the bed laughing.
After a while he sat up, thinking of ways to make her permanently his. The idea of killing Bala came to him, “I could poison him through food using one of the warders! Wow! Commando Nwanze the viper! No one messes with me!” he laughed, “sweet girl! Yeah, “he bite his lips stood on the bed demonstrating a sexual position with his hand holding an invisible being, “And I gave it to her! I gave it to her! I gave it to her! Real good!!! I am the man!!!” he yelled and threw himself to the bed cackling.
Kyauta crying ran into the dark; the road seemed very quiet.
Kyauta: “You’re the devil himself ! You’re the devil himself !!” she kept repeating that.
She kept on crying until she could sneak into her room.
Bala and other prisoners were on the field going about their manual labour. The radio of one of the warders was placed on an empty drum and it was tuned to Radio Niger;
“You’re welcome to radio Niger. I am Adul Ismaila and you’re listening to ten O’clock news. The present military government has held a negotiation with some elder statesmen in the country regarding the news of returning the country to democracy. There has been series of meetings between both parties. The elder statesmen have charged the government to form a committee that would set up a constitution that would lay the foundation for democratic proceedings…”
The news made the prisoners wriggle in joy especially those that were handed long term sentences for they knew returning with democracy would grant them presidential pardon but those on death row couldn’t smile for the news meant they would be hanged as soon as possible. Bala continued working but his mind was filled with thought of Kyauta. One of the warders,Sadiq, came approached him-they had become friends,
Sadiq: “my Priend!” he said in his undiluted Sokoto accent,
Bala paused working and stood erect,
Bala: “Ah oga Sadiq! Good morning. I didn’t see you this morning!”
Sadiq: “My priend,it is the suna of my daughter that delaying me!” he said mix coding,
Bala: “Oh,really? So your daughter’s name was today?” Sadiq beaming with excitement nodded.
Bala: “Aha, that’s a beautiful one! I wish I could see her before I die”
Sadiq reduced his voice to whispers,
Sadiq: “my priend does not talk like that! I believing you no die!”
Bala: “I appreciate your encouragement but it’s a done deal,bro!”
Sadiq: “It’s not done anything! Do you no hear news?”
Itching the head, Sadiq looked like he was trying to recall something,
Sadiq: “what’s the name fa! Yauwa, damokraci!”
Bala: “Oh,democracy! I heard but that’s good news for those who aren’t on death row!”
Sadiq: “kuma, I over hear my pirst oga and socond oga talk dat your case look somehow fa!” he shook his head, Bala sighed, “Ka che, you have problem wit your district administrator ko?” Bala nodded,
Bala: “Captain Nwanze! He victimized me for standing for my people!”
Sadiq shook his head,
Sadiq: “Dan iska, I know him aii! A bery wucked man! Zee devil himselp! Don’t the sun,” he pointed to the sky, Bala followed his hand, “ the sun go smile por you!”
Bala laughed but he appreciated the encouragement after all there was going to be hope at the end of the tunnel;he stared at the sun again its warmth felon him, he could feel it smiling at him-he smiled back too.
Captain Nwanze was in an open field showing a man who was neatly dressed in Baban Riga(northern regalia);he looked wealthy and well fed. Captain Nwanze referred to him as Alhaji,
Captain Nwanze: “Alhaji so that’s the end of the land!” he handed over the measuring tape to Maku,
Alhaji: “I’m impressed ! the land is big! Leave it for a million naire my friend!”
Captain Nwanze: “Alhaji, that price is good oo but not good enough! This is hundred by hundred!”
Alhaji: “I know! I’m begging!”
They both laughed,
Captain Nwanze: “Okay! We have a deal then!” they shook hands.
Alhaji instructed a man with him and he handed a sack of money to Maku.
Out of the blue Maigari appeared fuming,
Maigari: “Captain! Captain!! What are you doing? Why would you bring a buyer to buy my land behind my back?”
It wasn’t really his land; it was one of the farmlands they had ceased for themselves,
Captain Nwanze feigned a smile and dragged Maigari aside giving a signal to Maku who quickly handed Alhaji the papers,
Captain Nwanze: “Maigari, my friend, come let’s have a talk! I was going to sell it then call you so we’d share the money!”
Maigari: “That’s a lie!” he shrugged him off, “please, let go off me. You cheat!”
One of Captain Nwanze’s boys placed his hand on the trigger, Captain Nwanze gave him sign ordering him not to pull it,
“I’d reveal all of your wicked secrets!! “
He gathered his regalia hopped on his bikes and fled.
Captain Nwanze shook his head; he was sure Maigari had dug his own grave.
FIVE DAYS LATER
Kyauta was back to Captain Nwanze’s house; it wasn’t one of his jokes when he had mentioned that he must have her again before he pushed for the release of Bala.
He was in his boxers as usual,
Kyauta: “Put off the light!” she said in a sobbing tone, he put off the light as she bent over and dragged down the flare skirt and pulled off her dress. He was on the bed already, ready for action his boxers was rest on the edge of the bed. Immediately, she lay on the bed he mount her sprawled her legs and before sliding he caresses the tip of her nipple with a tongue- he wanted to really get her in the mood but she was too sad for that to happen. He did that for a minute or two but she remained unresponsive, biting his tongue he slid into her and she let out an agonizing cry. In quick succession he slid in and out panting like a dog. And he shrilled as he got to that peak of satisfaction, flung himself to the bed and smiled. Hatred surged from her heart; the hatred was not only for Captain Nwanze but herself too.
As she opened the door to leave, he said,
Captain Nwanze: “I can’t do anything about Bala’s release. The case is beyond my powers!”
She couldn’t before her ears; she had been played. Crying she ran out. Killing herself was on her mind. She was doomed.
Captain Nwanze felt bad for the first time in his life; he had falling for her and vowed to get rid of Bala so he could have her for himself.
What Should Kyauta do? Would Captain Nwanze be able to get rid of Bala? Should she just become Captain Nwanze’s mistress?
To be continued…
Names have been changed to protect the identity of the narrator and other individuals in the story.
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