THE ATTACHMENT 3: REATTACHED

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"Man impregnates event planner and bride".
That was the caption of the article.
Well, there's nothing a cheating man cannot do.




I was intrigued; so I clicked on the link and started reading.
Everywhere was dead silent as I kept on scrolling and giggling.


The issue in this scenario is that I shouldn't be laughing, reading, or even holding my phone.


I was in an examination hall using my phone to read articles.
But nothing could possibly happen.
I was under immunity.


My HOD was invigilating and there's absolutely nothing he can do at the moment.

We were brothers-in-arms.

Any other student that attempted to talk or turn around would be punished or given the malpractice form.

My grades were increasing abnormally.
All of my departmental courses would either be an A or a B.

I was living the dream life.

But how did I get to this point?

A deal was struck when I visited my HOD in his office on that fateful day.


The day he whispered, smiled.
Then we shook hands.

What actually transpired that day brought about a bond between me and my HOD.


I found out he was actually in pain and trauma.
He told me to take a seat while he began to explain things to me.

Emilia was like his sugar baby that he invested all his money into.

His wife was running a firm in Lagos; where she was based with his children.

To cope with his loneliness, Emilia was the perfect option.
So he invested into her; he was paying her house rent.
And providing for all her basic needs.


Nearly all his salary went there.
No wonder, Emilia has skin like milk.
She was having the dream life.

But then, Emilia had gotten tired of the relationship between her and my HOD.
But was not tired of receiving his money.


That's where I came into the picture.
She actually fell for me and was using the both of us.


My HOD as the money source.
Me, as the source of companionship and pleasure.

So, for my HOD to exert revenge. I needed to do something for him and he would do something for me.
A soul for a soul.

The deal was he would stop giving Emilia money, then I break up with her.
So she would be emotionally damaged.


Then, in return; I would receive immunity and good grades.
As long as he's on seat as my Head of Department.

But the plan gets even sweeter.
He would empower me financially to take her on dates.
He would buy enough data so I won't ever fail to text her.

Then enough airtime, so I could call her back to back.
I would call her during specific times like 11:11am, 1:30pm, and 6:00pm.


So she would think our love is definitely destined to happen and our stars are aligning.


Within a few days, the plan was launched into action.
I got more affectionate with her. We talked on the phone for hours.


We chatted about everything possible.
Was it politics? Global Warming? Fashion trends?
If I would still love her if she was a dolphin?


I was patient and giving it to her steady.
Normally, we would meet like twice in a week.
But right now, we met every single day.


I didn't have to worry about classes. My HOD had my back.
I was texting him giving steady feedback.

During all this time, he had been sending her money and Emilia was on top of the world.
And we were preparing for the grand finale.



The D-Day came.
We planned to meet at her apartment as usual.

She prepared a mouth-watering meal of rice with goat meat pepper soup.


The aroma from the meal was so intriguing.
I couldn't wait to eat because it's definitely gonna be like the last supper.


Because after this break-up, I doubt I would ever eat from Emilia.
If I attempted to; that lady could low-key poison me.


She brought the food, but we didn't eat just yet.
We headed to the bedroom to do a little exercise and burn some fat.
The old-fashioned way.

But today's encounter wasn't just pleasure.
There was a bit of wickedness in the way I smashed.
It was gonna be my last.


A comrade deserves a good time.

There is no time to waste here.

Once we were done.

I sat down and ate the goat meat properly while she was stroking my head.

I told her to join me, but she insisted that she wasn't hungry.

She made the meal specially for her boy.

Instead of her to join me, because the pain I was about to inflict would go a long way.

The time was near.
I was about to dress and leave.
I called her to come closer, that I had something important to share with her.

She felt my tone change and then she asked if everything was alright.

Keeping a straight face and trying to avoid eye contact before I'll get to fall again.

I told her that I couldn't continue the relationship anymore.

That it's over between us.
And nothing would change that.


Now, I braced myself for whatsoever would come next.
Tears? Laments? Emotional breakdown?

Her kneeling down and begging to hear my reason?

Emilia didn't react for some seconds.

She looked and told me to repeat myself.

To make it more realistic, I got angry now as I was completing my dressing.
I screamed telling her it's over.

And she shouldn't even attempt to contact me anymore.
I picked up my phone and earpiece and headed for the door.

I heard laughter coming through her backyard but it wasn't Emilia's.

The laughter was wild and sounded as though other people were present.

I didn't look back.
But I wished I did.



As I opened the door to step out of her apartment.
I moved a few steps but the something happened.


I heard a voice; it vividly said, "You're going nowhere"
It wasn't Emilia's voice.
It wasn't even feminine in nature.


It was deep and it bellowed around the entire building.
Turning back to see what was going on;
I blacked out.

Next thing I felt was water hitting my face with extreme force.
Waking up in an unknown location, I was obtained my hoodlums.

Immediately, my eyes cleared open. One of them came close to me and knocked my head.

It was so harsh that I bit my tongue.
He proceeded to slap me and told me to better not say a word.

I was trembling in fear and wondering why on Earth would Emilia do this to me.
Over just an ordinary breakup.

The hoodlums obtained my phone, cash and earpiece.
They were discussing, but in a low tone so I couldn't fathom what they were discussing.

A phone rang and the tallest amongst them which I assumed to be their leader picked it up.

After the call, he told others; "Arrange the package, Oga is coming".


Which package?
Would Emilia want me dead?
Over small rough play?


One of them walked towards me and offered me a bowl of water to drink.
I presumed he wanted to poison me so I refused to drink.


In Pidgin, he said; "Better drink before Oga show area like this".

I just wanted to look Emilia in the eye and give her a piece of my mind before these men wipe me out.

Footsteps approached and the hoodlums began to hail the figure that was approaching.


My mouth dropped open in awe as I saw who was responsible for me being in this position.



I saw my HOD.
In flesh and blood. Then Emilia stood behind him.

I was speechless and couldn't fathom the betrayal.
My HOD walked close to me and gave me a stern warning.

Never to see, talk or ever relate to Emilia.
That she belongs to him.
He further said he had powers with men in authority.

So I shouldn't bother to report the case.

Emilia was in tears behind him and couldn't bear to watch what was about to go down.

He then made payments to the hoodlums and told them to return my phone and let me go home.


I was traumatized.
The bus I entered; I was speechless and thinking on how my HOD used me.

I didn't understand why he didn't just warn me to steer clear.

I deleted Emilia's phone number and everything that concerned her.
I was ready to move on.

Whenever, I got to school; I couldn't maintain eye contact with my HOD.
That vile beast.


My immunity gone.
Lost the love of my life.
I was back to the life of an average student.

Until one fateful day, I received a call and picked it.
It was Emilia.
Immediately I found out, I cut the call.

For my own safety.


Why on Earth would she be calling me?

Does she want me dead?

She called continuously till I was compelled to answer.
Her voice was breaking as though she was in tears.


She said all wasn't okay and she urgently needed to see me.
God forbid!! I can't fall for a trap twice.
But she sounded serious.


So I advised her to meet me in my church during service.
So incase things want to go sideways, people would notice.


We met and she apologized.
Stating that everything that occured was planned by my HOD.
He told her to leave me and since she refused.


He decided to make me leave by all means possible.
Including kidnapping and using hoodlums.


She further explained that she's in for revenge.
And I asked; "How?"

He's rich, influential, has thugs and connection with the police.
And most especially, control over my grades.

There's no way we could win.
But she smiled and whispered to me.


She placed a complimentary card in my hands.
It contained the details of my HOD's Wife.

We arranged all our evidence.
Screenshots, text messages, call logs and sent them to his wife.


Within one week, she landed in Uyo.
Now hell was let loose.

She had a secret meeting with us and apologized for everything
She told us not to worry as every single thing is under control.

I have no idea what she did.


Sources said she beat the cheating spirit out of her husband.
Some presume she hired hoodlums.
While some say, she dealt with him using words.


The main thing is that we got rid of him.
He even paid for compensation and damages.

We finally won.
Whenever he saw me in school; I could see intense anger in his eyes.


But there was nothing he could do.
One wrong move and I would call his wife.

So he would get beaten again or something like that.

Truly, what a man can do, a woman can do better.

As for me and Emilia, we got back together.
Reattached and stronger than before.

My HOD's wife; Mrs. Paulina arranged for a date to thank me and Emilia for a good work done.

We met at her home and she served us a mouth-watering meal of Egusi soup.

As Emilia was face deep into the meal, I noticed someone pass rapidly through her curtains.

The person brought a bottle of wine and glasses to the dinning table.

It was my HOD's daughter.

Our eyes locked up and she gave me this naughty wink as she smiled.

I guess I'm sensing another adventure with this pretty girl.

Afterall, there's nothing a cheating man cannot do.





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