Chapter 53a

CHAPTER 53



Nike is in her bedroom, appyling her make up when her mind goes to Lara and Kurt's relationship. She knew things are not going as planned and decided to have a serious talk with Lara. She walks up to her in her room....)

NIKE : my room, with the way things are going between you and Kurt, we can't take chances. If Kurt should marry that girl, you will lose all the money and if you ask me, you have more right to that money even more than Kurt does.
LARA : Mum, you keep saying this but I don't understand...(moving closer to her mother who is now sitting on her bed)
NIKE : look let me tell you...(Sits up)...Andrew's father got that money when he was the minister, so in other to hide it, he told his bank manager to transfer it from his account, that was how the money entered into Uncle Lekan's account.
LARA : are you serious Mum?
NIKE : of course. So, that money should go to you and your son and not even Kurt.
LARA : but why then did Uncle Lekan give it to Kurt and not me?
NIKE : that I don't know. But who knows, may be Uncle Lekan gave the money to Kurt because he thought that he will end up getting married to you, don't you think so?
LARA : hmm...(thinking about what her mother just said)…that's true....
NIKE : maybe we should get Uncle Lekan's number and let him know what's going on.
LARA : that's true.
NIKE : maybe then, he can talk some sense into Kurt or take the money from him if he won't marry you.
LARA : hmm....(Smiles)...I'm sure he will rather come to me and remain rich, than marry that girl and become poor...
NIKE : of course. So let's call him...
LARA : but I don't have his number.
NIKE : haha...what do you mean you don't have his number? Didn't you collect it before he left?
LARA : Uncle Lekan only relates with Kurt and not me. So Kurt will have his number.
NIKE : then get it from him.
LARA : I will.




(After Bukola's last encounter with Kurt, she started avoiding him totally. She would ignore his calls and messages for days.

She was at her office when her secretary told her she has a visitor...)

BUKOLA : ...who is it?
SEC : he said he's a client that needs a lawyer urgently.
BUKOLA : okay let him in.
SEC : okay ma...(Leaves for her office)

(Some few seconds later Kurt walks in with some flowers...)
KURT : (Closing the door behind him)...hello Miss...
BUKOLA : (surprised to see the person who just entered, she looks up)....Jide?...
KURT : yes Ma'am...
BUKOLA : what are you doing here...I thought Judy said it’s a...(Shakes her head)....you're something else...
KURT : hmm...(Walking towards her)...hope I'm welcomed?
BUKOLA : what are you doing here, Jide...
KURT : I came to see the woman, who has decided to take my heart with her without looking back. She refuses to pick my calls and refuses to see me. I've sent countless messages to her but she ignored them all.
BUKOLA : (chuckles)…em...I've...I've been busy that's why.
KURT : hmm....too busy to pick my calls?...where can I place this?...(referring to the flowers)
BUKOLA : em....I'll call Judy to get the flower vase...
(She picks up the intercom telling her secretary to get a flower vase and put in the flowers. After the Secretary left, they continue with their discussion...)
KURT : now I'm here since you won't talk to me on the phone....
BUKOLA : but Jide I'm at work...
KURT : yeah, I know, that's why I've decided to come and work with you today.
BUKOLA : work with me?
KURT : yes...I'll be whatever you want me to be today. I'll be your driver, your messenger, your secretary, your anything, just name it. In fact I'm ready to be all in one...(Standing up)...so where do I start, what should I do?
BUKOLA : (laughing) you're not serious Jide....
KURT : of course I am. I'm ready to work, I'm at your service Ma'am...(Giving her a bow)
BUKOLA : stop it Jide...I'm really not in the mood for jokes...
KURT : oh come on....(Taking his seat again)...tell me what's wrong...I can be your confidant too...
BUKOLA : its Jordin...
KURT : what about him?
BUKOLA : (she explains the situation with Jordin to him)...so I don't know how to go about it.
KURT : do you want to go with him?
BUKOLA : you know I shouldn't be discussing this with you...
KURT : hmm...I'll tell you why you're doing that....(Leans forward)... because you're still in love with me. Research has it that when you're in love with a person, you tell him all you have in your mind, both good and bad...
BUKOLA : Jide...this is a serious issue. He'll be returning first thing tomorrow morning, I have to let him know my decision by the end of today.
KURT : hmm...so you're tensed ain't it?
BUKOLA : kind of.
KURT : okay...let's see, you know I can't advice you, 'cause I'll sure say, let the dumb-ass go and stay with me...(Winks at her) but I can help calm your nerves in other to make the best decision....(Thinks for a while)...em...why not take the rest of the day off, cool off, that way you can think…
BUKOLA : think? You just said I should cool off…
KURT : yeah…you think while cooling off, then, you'll have the strength to tell him whatever you have to.
BUKOLA : hmm...you think so?
KURT : yes...just pack your things and let me take you somewhere nice...

(Bukola thinks of Kurt's suggestion for some time...)

BUKOLA : (in her mind :"i just cant seem to reject that crazy offer of yours even though i shouldnt. I've missed you like crazy"...)...okay, but I'll have to take my car, 'cause I can't leave it here...
KURT : hmmm...alright.
BUKOLA : (standing up to take her car keys)...let's go.
KURT : good girl!

(They both went somewhere to have lunch and then return to Kurt's hotel room afterwards...)

KURT : So this is where I stay.
BUKOLA : but isn't this going to be too expensive?
KURT : I own this place so I don't pay ma.
BUKOLA : (shocked she turns to face him)….what! you own Da 'Cassle?
KURT : hmm...that's why I'm staying in the penthouse.
BUKOLA : no wonder....(Looking around she remembers the reunion)...but this place is too big for you...
KURT : then join me...(Jokingly)
BUKOLA : in your dreams...
KURT : what should I get you?
BUKOLA : hey we just ate lunch...
KURT : yeah...
BUKOLA : this place is quite nice though...(Taking her seat)
KURT : (he sits close to her)...I missed you...you know...
BUKOLA : missed me? Come off it Jide.
KURT : that's the truth, I did.
BUKOLA : hmm
KURT : that's why I had to ask for your office address and come over...why don't we go over to the spa to have a massage?
BUKOLA : a massage! I'll sure sleep off.
KURT : that's the result of a good massage.
BUKOLA : it seems you don't want me to go home today...
KURT : of course you will. It’s just 4.pm.
BUKOLA : (thinks for a while thinking... "Why can't I just seem to say no to you".)...alright let's go.

(They both leave for Da'Cassles. Immediately they parked their cars Jide walks up to Bukola, holding her hand as he leads her towards the reception. She could see the ladies admiring him and envying her as they enter into the reception. Kurt is wearing another Marks & Spencers white fitted muscle top and a Versace black fitted pants.

For a minute, he excused himself from Bukola to talk to one of the housekeepers while Bukola waits for him admiring him all over again...)

BUKOLA: (in her thoughts: the ladies are eating him up with their eyes...preying on him. He's so gorgeous. Am I falling for him again?....did I say again? Did I ever stop loving him at all?....well may be I forgot him for a while because he was out of sight.... But his coming back was damn dangerous....I'm falling in love all over again. I think about you every night instead of thinking of Jordin. I'm in a terrible mess....thorn between two men, one I love and can't simply try avoid and the other l owe allegiance to...damn it!... Jide is like a disease, I can't seem to get him out of my skin...I'm supposed to just get him out of my head and forget him, but whenever he's not around me I feel like running out to look for him....and then Jordin...whenever he comes to mind I feel like someone who's about jumping into a bottomless pit... God what do I do?)

(While still thinking Kurt walks up to her...)

KURT: so sorry about that Baby...let's go...(taking her hands again)
BUKOLA: okay...(she follows him, as they walk towards the elevator)....
KURT: I'll tell them to put us in the same room for the massage...(both entering into the elevator).
BUKOLA: what!...(removing her hand from his as he press the bottom for the first floor)... Are you crazy Jide? Have you forgotten that I'll be partially naked?
KURT: the same goes for me...I mean I'll only be tying a towel on my waist...
BUKOLA: Jide, my towel will be on my chest and while they do the massage, it may fall off...
KURT: but that's no problem... If mine is on my waist you shouldn't bother about yours falling to your waist either, after all you will be seeing my own chest free of charge...(laughing at her)
BUKOLA: what? Are you crazy...what's on your own chest? Have you got breasts?
KURT: why not?...(touching his chest)...what are these?,..( the elevator stops and its door opens)
BUKOLA: (laughing at him)....oh well they can't turn a woman on but....
KURT: (cuts in)...huh! Says who?....
BUKOLA: stop it Jide....I won't allow you see me half naked, no...(she attempts to go out but he pulls her back in)....
KURT: wait....what are you even hiding? After all I will still see it over and over when the time comes...
BUKOLA: Jide!
KURT: yes nau, when we get married...
BUKOLA: keep dreaming...(she looks away still in the elevator)...
KURT: I will, 'cause my dreams come through....
BUKOLA: yeah right...can we just go now?
(He closes the door of the elevator, turns to her, grabs her by the waist, pulling her close to himself. She could percieve his cologne and the sweet smell of his after shave much stronger than before; wishing she could stop him but found herself saying nothing but avoiding his eyes....)
KURT: look at me in the eyes and tell me you won't be the happiest woman if we get married...?
BUKOLA: what are you feeling like? 007?....oh please..( she tries to remove his hand from her waist, still avoiding his eyes)....
KURT: nah, I'm feeling like the only man that's got your heart and not 007 because even James Bond can't make you as happy as I would...
BUKOLA: stop it Jide, let's just go....
KURT: look at me....(she refused, still trying to pull away but he's too strong for her)....why do you avoid my eyes? Are you afraid I'll see all the emotions in those beautiful eyes? Or are you scared you'll find yourself lost in...
BUKOLA: (cuts in)...can we just go already? I'm sure some other people are waiting for the elevator...
KURT: nah, this elevator goes straight to my suite, its for me and my guests only....so back to what I was saying before you interrupted us....we were talking about you avoiding my eyes...
BUKOLA: who says? (Still looking away)....
KURT: then look at me....(she refuses).... Oh....now I know why....
BUKOLA: why what?
KURT: why you're avoiding my eyes...
BUKOLA: who's avoiding your eyes...
KURT: you of course... (Laughing )....you're afraid you may end up kissing me, right?
BUKOLA: go away Jide....
(He releases her, laughing at her as she goes out of the elevator....)
KURT: just look at you, melting in my arms...(still laughing as he leads her towards the spa)...why don't you just be with me once and for all and let's end this suffering....
BUKOLA: (ignoring his last sentence)... so you brought me here to seduce me, right?...
KURT: I thought that's the antics of women, not men...you should be the one to do that and trust me, I won't make it difficult for you, I swear...
BUKOLA: (she hits him)...you're not serious Jide...

(They enter into the spa and were attended to immediately)

To be continued...