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THE YORUBA DEMON.
PT1 -THE STRUGGLE

Joy handed Segun an envelope.
“What’s this.” he asked.
“Segun, I have been patient enough with you.”
He opened the envelope. It was a wedding invitation.
He looked at her hand and saw a diamond ring. His heart sank.

Brethren Issa thread.

Segun had met Joy in film school at jos.

They dated for 3years. Both raised in a Christian home, the principle that held them was no sex till marriage.
Their love was a match made in heaven. They assured themselves constantly that nothing could separate them.

After graduation. He became a freelance director but clients were not forth coming. Joy had several suitors coming her way, she snubbed all for Segun. She was ready to stick with him till the end.

2years on luck refused to shine on him.
Joy couldn’t take it anymore as age was not smiling on her coupled with family pressures.

Segun could not believe his eyes on seeing the invitation.

He struggled to hold back the tears in front of her. Being a man failed him as tears poured out. His heart was heavy.

“Según, you are a nice person. We can still be friends. I promise to name my first son after you.” She said.
Those words pierced his heart like a gladiators sword in a cursed arena.

How she left segun.

His greatest fear confronted him.
He pinched himself severally to confirm it wasn’t a dream.
Depression set in. thoughts of committing suicide clouded his mind as the agony was too much to bear. Comon sense saved him.

3 years had gone by.

He couldn’t find his feet financially and found it difficult to move on from Joy’s shock.

Facebook pictures of Joy’s happy life depressed him each passing day. At this time she was blessed with a beautiful daughter and heavily pregnant with another for her wealthy husband.

Life was even against him as she didn’t have a male child to bear his name as promised.

He was on his way to church when a heavy downpour started. He quickly rushed to a shed to relax when he spotted a black SUV flashing at his direction.
The car parked close to him. A familiar face waved at him from the car.

“Shege!” Malik screamed in his hausa accent.

Segun was surprised to see him.

Malik was his course mate in Film school.
He was extremely dull with several carryovers at his final year. With Segun’s help he cleared his carryovers and completed his project. Malik was from a wealthy family. He travelled to the U.S to further his film career after graduation.

“Malik, When did you enter Naija?” segun asked.
“6months ago. I have searched everywhere for you. How Is everything?”
“My brother, It has been rough.” Segun said wryly.
“How about Joy?”
Segun narrated everything to him.

“Meet me tomorrow at this location.” Malik said as he handed him a complimentary card.

The next day. Segun arrived at a plush apartment in Maitama.
Malik welcomed him.
“Segun, I have an offer for you.”
“What is it?” Segun asked in excitement.

“I have been let down by many professionals. I want to set up a media house. your expertise is needed.”
Segun couldn’t believe his ears.

“Money is not a problem. I want us to partner. Its frustrating seeing a man with such talent suffer.” Malik added.

“I Accept. We can start today.” Segun said without hesitation.
“I will get my lawyer to draft an MOU for us to commence. This calls for celebration.” Malik said.

How según left.
For the first time his life had a direction.

In less than 3 months Segun and Malik had set up a formidable Media house. Their focus was on movie production.
Segun's Ideas yielded huge profits for the company. He was back on his feet.

“Malik, I have an Idea”
“Don’t you ever run out of Ideas.” Malik joked.
“we all know the elections is fast approaching. We can make huge money with the equiments we have.” Segun said.
“How do we go about It?”
“Leave that to me.” Segun assured.

In less than a month a presentation was drafted.

Segun did a presentation for the leading political party but was refused a contract on grounds that they had no experience on political campaigns.

He was disappointed.

On exiting the building he bumped into a lady. Her files scattered over the staircase.
“I am sorry.” Segun said as he helped pick the scattered files.

As he raised his head he saw a beauty beyond imagination.👇

Her dashing eyes kept segun rooted to the spot as she put a smile on her effortless beauty.

She collected her files and set to leave.
Segun was speechless till she was out of sight.

2 weeks later he boarded a flight to Lagos. As he approached his seat. He saw a familiar face beside his seat.

“Hey!” Segun said.
“You’re the gentleman that bumped into me at the Headquarters right?”
“Yeah, I’m Segun and you’re?”
“Clara.” She said.

They discussed throughout the trip. From their discussion Segun realised she was the PA to the national Chairman of the party.
He knew this was the perfect opportunity to shoot his shot.

He explained his challenges securing a contract with the party. Clara assured him she will do something about it.
They exchanged numbers as they landed in Lagos.

Weeks later.

Segun got a call from Clara.
“Hello Segun, Come to the headquarters now. My boss wants to see you.” Clara said hastily over the phone.

Según was amazed.
He dashed to the Headquarters. He met the party chief. In less than 15mins a contract was sealed.

With money coming from both ends Segun was an instant millionaire. Malik was impressed.

“Clara, I cant thank you enough. I owe you a everything.” Segun said as he hugged her.
“My pleasure. We will be working together on this project. You have enough time to prove yourself.” She smirked.

In no time they became very close friends. From long conversations on phone to regular visits, their friendship grew stronger.

For the first time Segun had a feeling of love since Joy’s heartbreak.

He believed it was time to pop the question. He had a plan in mind.

He fixed dinner at his place.
“Según, I never knew you were such a good cook. Your food is delicious.”
“Thank you.” Según smirked.

They discussed from politics to football to lifestyle till late. Segun’s heart failed him each time he tried to express his feelings.

“Segun, I had a swell time with you. You are amazing.” She said.
“Thanks.” Femi grinned.
“Its getting late. I have to go.” She said as she set to leave.

Según rushed to open the door.
“Don’t I deserve a hug? Be a gentleman for once.” She joked with her arms wide open.

Segun’s heart was overwhelmed with joy on hearing the invitation. He dashed towards her.
The hug was passionate as Segun couldn’t let go.
“Clara, I am in love with you. I can’t hide my feelings anymore.” Segun managed to say.

“Segun, you are a nice person and I love you too. But you need to do something before we take it a step further.”

“What is it dear?” Segun asked.

I have lost people I love, because of what I am about to tell you.”

“Lost people? How?” Segun asked.

“I have buried 2 of my children.”

“Children!” Segun screamed in shock as he released himself from hugging her.

Yeah. I got married at the age of 21. After repeated deaths of our children. My husband and I decided to divorce. He wasn’t ready to adopt.”

“What killed the children.” He asked in shock.

“Our Genotypes. We were both AS. We knew about it but expected a miracle. Sadly things did not turnout as planned.” She replied.

Segun felt sorry for her.

“Segun, I love you. But You need to check your Genotype before we take a step further.”

Do you now your genotype?

Segun had no Idea on his Genotype.
“Lets check a hospital.” He insisted.
“Its better you go alone.” she suggested.
“What If I return with a fake result. Join me.” Segun said as he lifted her up.

“Great Idea. Lets Go.” She replied.

They headed to a clinic. After the Test. They waited patiently for the result.

The Microbiologist came out. “Mr. Segun, please come inside.”
Segun’s Heart was beating fast.

She handed the result to him.
He looked looked at it.

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Hmmm!
If I end it here. you guys will finish me.
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Let me continue Joor!

His genotype was AS.

Clara’s reaction.

A cold shiver ran down his spine as Tears streamed down his eyes. He tried to clean up his tears before facing clara, but uncontrollable tears kept flowing.

Clara’s heart sank on seeing him.

“Segun, its not the end of the world. Its better we cry now over a test result than over an innocent child.” Clara said to comfort him.

Segun was still in shock.

“Segun, you are a nice person. We can still be friends.” Clara said.
It wasn’t the first time he heard those words.

This time the tears poured out without control.
Segun made a mess of himself at the hospital.

Clara broke down in tears. Segun tried to calm her.

How the amebo nurses looked at them.

It was a bitter pill to swallow. This was his second heartbreak.
“Love is not meant for everyone.” he thought to himself.

Segun carried his cross and struggled to move on.

End of Part1.
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