Chapter 6: Fate No Dey Tire, Drama Never End

Four years pass, e no too hard, but when that system voice finally sound for my ear again, e be like say cold water pour for hot oil, my body just shake.

The voice loud, na so I drop plate for floor. My mind dey race.

"Morayo, the main couple don finish their story, you fit choose whether you wan come back."

I fit… come back.

I dey look myself for mirror. My hair longer, skin clear, but heart still dey heavy. The question dey ring for my head.

But I suppose come back?

I dey imagine how people go look me. Who go care say I return? Who go even know?

Dem don finish their story, so wetin I go come do? I no even get that rush like before. Seyi suppose don forget me by now.

But… I still dey feel somehow.

The pain no die. Even after four years, the memory fresh.

To come back no be without wahala.

Na so system yarn: "If you choose come back, na your own. No script dey tie you again. But remember, your role don pass, no go disturb main couple story."

System talk before say after I finish the mission, I no go dey forced into the ending, but that one just mean say, as the white moonlight supporting babe, I go get my own mind, and as long as I no do anything to spoil the main couple love, Seyi no fit punish me.

The freedom sweet, but e still dey heavy. I dey wonder if Naija fit still accept me.

Now, I no fit act like that wicked white moonlight, but if I show, fit e no provoke Seyi?

I dey calculate. If Seyi see me, im fit dey vex, or just ignore me like stranger.

I no sure.

He watch me for camera, hear me talk all those wicked things one by one. E fit dey hate me well.

For Naija, if you offend person reach like that, e fit take time to forgive. Even if e love you before, pride fit dey block am.

So, I go risk everything because of love for Seyi? Bet my life and my parents happiness?

For this life, nothing dey sure. I dey weigh my options like market woman dey check tomato.

No lie, I still love Seyi, but after I reason everything, I decide make I no come back.

My sense tell me make I stay my lane. Better make I dey watch from far, dey cheer am, than cause another wahala.

But life no dey always go as you plan. Madam Funmi just call me from nowhere.

The call land as I dey cook indomie. I nearly pour pepper for eye. I pause small before I pick. For that small time, plenty thoughts fly for my head.

I dey wipe my hand, dey clean sweat. For my mind, I dey ask, "Wetin she want?"

Fifty million? No, that money no mean anything to dem.

Abi she find out say Seyi new babe resemble me, think say I scam am? No, Madam Funmi no fit dull reach like that.

I dey prepare myself for anything, even small drama.

"Miss Morayo, you still remember me?" Her voice still be like four years ago, just small tired.

E shock me small, but I hide am. I answer with respect. For Naija, you no dey use age play.

"I remember, Madam Funmi. Four years ago, you give me fifty million make I leave your son.

But all that don pass. I do wetin you ask, break up with Seyi, never show for him front. Why you dey call me now?"

She keep quiet. The silence heavy. I feel the tension through phone.

She no talk, so I talk first: "Madam Funmi, you feel say I no keep my promise?"

She dey breathe slow, like person wey dey weigh her words.

"No o, Morayo, Aunty trust you.

The fifty million wey enter my account before, na you send am, abi? All these years, Aunty wrong you, I feel bad.

You… wan come back? Aunty no go stop you and Seyi again."

I just dey wonder. Madam Funmi don change?

I dey check my phone to see if na prank call. Madam Funmi wey carry chest like lion before, now dey talk with soft voice?

Before, she dey call me Miss Morayo, now na Morayo?

Na only life fit humble person reach like this. I dey fear. Na story dey try balance itself?

I dey suspect say e get as e be. For Naija, when enemy dey show you smile, better shine your eye.

Call me back so Seyi fit deal with me again for story?

I dey guard myself, dey reason all angle.

As I think am, I just dey feel pain.

My chest tight. Old wound dey open again.

"No need, Madam Funmi. I don return the fifty million. We no owe each other.

I dey live well for abroad these four years, I no plan come back. If nothing else, I wan drop call."

I dey talk steady, but my hand dey shake.

I wan go cry small.

The tears dey my throat. I dey fight am.

"No o, Morayo, na Aunty mess up that time. Aunty just realize say you and Seyi fit well, una two good together.

Better pass that Chioma woman."

As I hear this, I understand her plan: Madam wan make I come back chase Seyi current babe commot?

For this Naija, mama fit change mind once her plan no work. Na strategy wey pass chess.

She dey try, but still talk with pride, "Morayo, she no be Seyi girlfriend, believe Aunty, come see for yourself."

I dey nod, but my mind dey wander. This one pass film trick.

As she see say I no wan come, she drop one bomb: "Morayo, if you gree come back, Aunty go give you one-third of my shares as bride price."

I almost burst laugh. Bride price for shares? Na IPO dem dey do for marriage now? I respect myself, reply well.

"Madam Funmi, I no dey find wetin no be my own, I no wan join. If you dey stressed, try the same way you use for me on Miss Chioma.

That’s all, Madam Funmi. I get work soon, make I go." I end call.

I off phone, drop am for bed, cover face with pillow. Life no dey ever tire for drama.

From the story, I sabi why she dey panic find me, person wey she pay to leave before.

For Naija, when pikin no gree hear word, mama fit use any means—bribe, prayer, even juju. For this one, na shares she dey offer.

Seyi don grow quick these past two years, take over Seyi family. Madam Funmi as mama, just get shares, no get power to challenge am.

Na so e be for most families. Once pikin don turn boss, mama go dey look for new way to hold power.

And Seyi still dey remember wetin happen four years ago, so the more Madam Funmi no want am with female lead, the more e go stubborn, especially as female lead resemble im first love.

E dey pain dem, but na so love dey do person sometimes. Seyi dey use stubbornness chase im own happiness.

Story even talk say Seyi later care for Miss Chioma, keep her like bird for cage. Madam Funmi no even fit give her cheque, talk less of see her.

Na serious matter. Even madam sef no fit near Chioma now.

In short, as Seyi no fit stop me from leaving four years ago, na so now he dey stubborn for anybody wey wan block am.

Na pride dey run for Seyi blood, and na only wahala dey come when pride and love jam.

He wan prove say he no be the Seyi of four years ago.

E wan show say nobody fit control im happiness.

But this… no change my mind not to return.

I dey strong head, no wan join this drama again. But you know life—if e wan drag you, you go follow.

Funny enough, one week after that call, I still return.

Life fit plan another thing for you. As I dey form strong, one call from home change everything. Mama get accident. E no too bad, but story no talk about am, and I dey fear.

The story don bend. I gats return, even if I no plan am.