The Painful Pleasure episode 35&36

The Painful Pleasure (TPP)
EPISODE 35

I was really surprised to hear that Moji had a boyfriend. Before I knew it, my whole system was disorganized and my lips were shaking. “So I have been wrong after all, Moji has got no feelings for me”. I thought to myself. Moji noticed that I wasn’t myself but didn’t alter a word. “You m-m-mea-n you have a bo-bo-boyfriend?”I asked as I stammered. “Why are you stammering? Why are you so surprised? I wasn’t this surprised when I found out about Sandra. Why are you acting like a man whose wife is cheating on him? Moji rushed me with the questions. I really had to compose and be a man. “It’s nothing, I’m just surprised that you have a boyfriend, and I know nothing about it. I couldn’t have believed it.” I said to her acting as if everything is alright. “Why should you be surprised that I have a boyfriend? Do I look like a girl that a guy cannot be attracted to? Am I not pretty enough?” She rushed me with questions again and I was getting really nervous. I just had to keep calm. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that. I’m just saying I’m surprised you didn’t tell me.” I replied.

The whole thing had turned sour, “I can’t even tell Moji about my feelings anymore. I have lost Moji, I’ve finally lost her”. I thought to myself. . .
Moji: You don’t have to be surprised joor. Aren’t we like brothers and sisters?
Me: (Answered quickly) Yeah sure, but as brothers and sisters, you should have told me about your boyfriend earlier.
Moji: The same way you told me about Sandra? (Sarcasm)
Me: Sandra isn’t my girlfriend. If she is my girlfriend, I would have introduced her to you. I’ve not introduced any girl to you because I don’t have any other girl in my life. . .
Moji: Did you say another? You mean any other apart from Sandra?
Me: No, don’t worry never mind. I’m just really nervous about the whole Sandra issue, maybe that’s why I’m saying rubbish.
Moji: You don’t have to be nervous, didn’t I tell you I’m here for you? Aren’t we like siblings?
Me: Yeah

(I started hating the brother and sister thing. Each time she said that, I got very angry.)

Moji: So just put your mind at rest.
Me: That’s by the way, tell me more about your boyfriend.
Moji: What do you want to know?
Me: Everything
Moji: His name is Harry, I started dating him not quite long, its been six months now and it has been really awesome. He treats me like egg.
Me: Is he also in OAU?
Moji: Have we spent up to six months here? Of course not. He is in Canada. He is doing his masters.
Me: Masters?
Moji: Yeah sure.
Me: How old is he?
Moji: He will be 24 this year.
Me: Wow! Dats kul. So how did you meet him?
Moji: (A call came in immediately into Moji’s phone.) That’s my boyfriend. (whispers pointing at the phone. . She picked the call and started talking) Hello. . .yeah sure. . . . I’m fine o. . . . not really. . . (laughing and playing with everything around with her hands) hope you haven’t missed me too much. . . I trust you, I’ve missed you too. . . Hope those white girls are not disturbing you? . . They should not disturb you o, I’ll kill them ni o. . . . (I was really angry with myself. “How did everything turn like this? The Moji I know never makes call when she’s with me. Unless the call is really important, she doesn’t even pick it. What happened overnight?” I thought to myself”.

Moji continued the whole conversation, asking foolish questions from the guy, and laughing hysterically. For the first time, Moji”s laughter made me angry. After talking for like ten minutes, Moji finally ended the call. . .

Moji: Sorry about that, he talks with me for so long.
Me: (pretending) It’s alright.
Moji: Let me show you his picture. (She took her phone and looked for the picture, she finally found it) here he is.
Me: (The guy is so handsome, much more handsome than I am. He has beards and teddy. The picture background was dope. The picture quality was superb. He looked just like a model. I was really jealous.) Wow! He’s so cute. I’m happy for you
Moji: (Smiling) I’m glad you are.

We had some discussions that I can’t even remember, because my mind was in Canada already, beating that idiot called Moji’s boyfriend. We finished the whole discussion and we went back to our hostels. Moji kept talking and talking. “She was never a talkative, what came over her”. I thought to myself. .

What next? Find out in episode 36.
The Painful Pleasure (TPP)
EPISODE 36

I finally got to my hostel, I couldn’t eat or drink, I couldn’t even sleep, I was just on my bed. I was really helpless. “So Moji doesn’t have feelings for me? So I’m just an idiot, loving a girl who is in love with another guy?” I thought to myself. Compared to her boyfriend? I’m nowhere near him. The guy is so handsome, he’s such a dude. “She can never love me! If she can date a guy that handsome, how on earth will she love someone like me? I lost her! I lost her!” I kept repeating the same thing in my mind. I was just there helpless on the bed. All my roommates have slept already. I was there alone with my thoughts.

It was morning, Mayowa and I didn’t have a class until 12pm. Emeka, Olu and Abdul were not in the room. It was just me, Mayowa and Matthew in the room. Well, whenever we are talking about love, s*x and relationship, Matthew doesn’t involve in the conversation. Maybe that’s a rule to him. I told Mayowa everything that happened the previous night. He was really surprised to hear that he was wrong after all. . .

Mayowa: Are you saying that Moji has a boyfriend?
Me: That’s the exact thing I’m saying. She kept repeating that we are like siblings. I don’t want to be her sibling. I love her. I am sure of it. I can’t afford to be just friends with someone I’m madly in love with (panicking)
Mayowa: Just calm down. If she has a boyfriend already, I don’t think there is anything you can do. At least, you can’t ask her to break up with her boyfriend. And you don’t want her go double-date do you?
Me: Of course not! I just want a serious relationship with her. She knows my every move. Even when I’m not talking, she knows what I’m saying. Even my mother doesn’t know me the way she knows me.
Mayowa: Guy stop being so emotional. Just move on with your life. You are still too young to love like this. If she is already dating, then move on with your life and forget about her.
Me: Hmmmm, I really don’t know what to do.
Mayowa: I just told you what to do; Forget about her and move on.
Me: Hmmmmm, it’s harder than you think. It’s not that easy.
Mayowa: I understand, but you have to try. It won’t be an easy task, but just try.

As we were talking, Emeka came in. He discovered that my face was all gloomy. “Guy wetin dey do you naw?” Emeka asked. Mayowa explained the whole thing to him. You know Emeka by now, the crazy guy himself. “Oh boy, your mata bad gan o. So that Moji wey u wan die on top don get boyfriend? Aah you don throw banana give monkey. You don dash the girl out to Canada bobo. Wait self, shey u think say she go love you? How much you get self? You don buy her water before? You buy Brazilian hair? You con dey talk say she go love you? If she love you make I know why.” Emeka made matters worse. Mayowa was already laughing, but I didn’t find it funny. Emeka just kept making jest of me. I didn’t even laugh, I was just there.

I stood up, and dressed up for my 12 o’ clock class. I went to Anglomoz to meet Moji, so we could go to the class together. Moji was gisting me as we were going to the class, but I didn’t even care to listen. I was just going with her, and contributing the little way I could. We got to the class, it was a Botany class. I just sat, and I was just quiet.

After an hour, the lecture finished. I thought about what Emeka said, and I decided to act on it. I took 200 Naira, bought two cold ‘viju-milk’. One for me one for her. “You must have been really sapped, I got this for you.” I said, handing her the viju-milk. “Awwwwwwwn, you are so sweet. Thank you so much”. She said, collecting the drink. It was then it occurred to me that I haven’t bought anything for her since we met.I was really happy that she called me “sweet” I decided that I would do anything to impress her.

We sat in a quiet place, as we waited for our next class which was 2pm. That was Sociology class. As we were seated my phone received a new text. Behold it was Sandra. “What is the message all about?” I asked myself. But I couldn’t even guess right. So I opened the message. The contents really disorganised me. They were. “Hey dude, congrats. You are gonna be a father. Cause I’m pregnant for you, and I’m keeping it.” . . .

What next? Find out in Episode 37.

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