Faith laid on my bed stark naked! She had not a single cloth on her. She was probably listening to some music on her cell phone because the earpiece of her phone was fixed to her ears… I gasped and quickly shut my eyes. I ordered her to put on her dress and leave my room immediately. She laughed instead. I opened my eyes, she was still balanced on the bed laughing hysterically. My instinct told me that very moment to flee. “If you would not leave my room, I will leave for you,” I said firmly. I got out of my room a bit confused about what to do.

I wandered around through our street for some minutes. I could not get the image of Faith’s naked body off my mind. The devil kept flashing her picture through my mind at intervals. The temptation was too much. I decided at last to go to the house of one of my colleagues to while away the time. I was tempted to tell him about my present predicament but I dismissed the thought. He would not be of help because he is the type that womanizes, he would only encourage me to see it as an ‘opportunity.’ I stayed at his place till very late in the evening. I wanted to make sure that I did not return to my room till very late in the night, so that Faith would have retired to her own room. I got home around 11pm, only to discover that she was still in there. “What kind of trouble is this?” I thought.

I waited outside a bit to plan my next line of action. Calling neighbours won’t be of help, they all knew we were good friends, some even had the impression that we were dating each other. I made up my mind to push her out of my room, naked or not. I entered the room, Faith was still lying naked on the bed. I rushed to the bed to drag her out, but I found out she was fast asleep. As I was about to drop my bag on the table, she pounced on my back, I lost my balance and we both crashed on the bed. It was then that I realised that she wasn’t asleep, she only pretended. I tried to wriggle free from her hold but she already laid on me… I lost my guard and surrendered to her. Though I was a virgin, I was overwhelmed by the temptation.

We started the foreplay. She was the one that was in charge, I was inexperienced. Just when the inter course was about to take place, your picture came through my mind like a flash. I stood up suddenly as if I had seen a ghost. I felt a strong sense of guilt in the whole of my being. She appeared like a pile of rubbish to me that very minute. Faith was disappointed. Her mission failed. “Come and finish what you started,” she whispered angrily.

I opened my door, told her to get out that minute and never say hello to me again. I was panting heavily. “What? You are joking ,” she replied.
“Get out or else you will regret it!” I shouted this time around with a mean look on my face, “We cease to be friends henceforth,” I concluded.
She rose up angrily from the bed and murmured something I didn’t hear clearly. I didn’t care to know what it was she said, all I wanted was for her to get out.
She picked up her clothes, wore them, hissed and walked out.

I collapsed on the bed after I have bolted the door and wept like a baby. I was angry with myself. I regretted ever allowing her into my life in the first place. I knew God was annoyed with me already. The guilt I felt was indescribable. I had no boldness to ask God for mercy. Even though I didn’t eventually have sex with her, I got my sexual passion ignited which was harmful to my spiritual life. The more I thought about you, the more my guilt increased. I knew you have kept yourself for God all these while and the best I could do was to do same too.
That was why I was furious when you didn’t bleed during our first inter course. I felt betrayed.
I woke up the following morning and went to work as usual. I made sure I changed the padlock to my room. I never knew Faith had another plan entirely. She actually wanted to destroy me…

*** Be careful👉 Do not start what you cannot stop. The Bible says:
“Can a man carry fire in his bossom and not be burnt?”

*

I got to the school where I worked, only to see Faith speaking with some of my colleagues, two ladies and three guys. They were all Corp members too in the same school. I actually woke up late that very day, probably because of last night’s encounter, so they all got to school before me. Immediately one of them sighted me, they all looked in my direction and watched as I approached. I wondered what Faith was doing or discussing with them because that wasn’t her PPA. I greeted them with worry written all over my face. I was still bothered about what happened last night and more so about what Faith was up to.

They all looked at me disgustingly. One of the ladies even hissed at me. I was really surprised by their reactions. One of the guys, the one I visited last night spoke first. “My guy, you really disappointed me oh. Haha! On top all the S.U you dey always form. Even me no fit do this, despite the fact that I am a street boy. You fuck up gan o. You no do well at all, Haba! Wetin? No wonder you stayed late at my place yesterday. I was wondering why you paid me that visit, it was quite unusual…” He concluded. I saw Faith nodding with affirmation where she stood.

I looked at them with horror in my eyes. I knew instantly that Faith had done a lot of damage that I couldn’t fathom its extent yet, probably an irreparable one already… One of the ladies hissed again. She eyed me disgustingly and said, “In fact, I used to think you were better than the wayward ones, I never knew you were only a green snake…” “Abi o”, the other lady put in, “quiet but destructive, may God deliver we women from destiny destroyers like you.” she added. “Amen oh!” The other one replied with zeal.

I started sweating despite the cool weather. I opened my mouth to talk but closed it again. I have really gotten into a mess. I was deeply confused, still wondering what exactly Faith must have told them that made them despise me so much.
“What are you guys talking about?” I responded after I finally found my voice.
“Exactly what you did of course. How wicked and heartless you are, yet you claim to be a born again Christian. “Faith retorted sharply with a terrible fury in her voice.

I turned to her and asked why she pretended to be a saint when she was actually a devil all along? She responded by shedding crocodile tears, saying I was the devil in the first place. The ladies started to console her. I placed my two hands on my head, silently mourning the disaster that befell me, I felt weak instantly.
In short, Faith told them that I have had sex with her several times, that I was the one who deflowered her and that I never told her I had a Fiancée until she discovered recently that I had reserved a lady for myself back home while I was ‘using’ her.

She even told them that she had done abortion twice as a result of several unprotected sex we had that led to pregnancy two different times. And finally that I angrily walked out on her yesterday afternoon because she refused to have sex with me… All these and many other lies, Faith told my colleagues.

I tried to explain to them that it was Faith who actually seduced me but no one believed. They all left for their work stations one after the other leaving only me and Faith still standing. We stared at each other for some seconds. None of us spoke. I was burning with anger within me. I was filled with regrets already. At last, she spoke up.
“I love you Oladayo, I will do anything to win you totally to my side. You have stolen my heart already, I will live for none other except you. Accept me and we shall be happy.”

“You call this love? I replied angrily. This is madness. You are destroying my reputation, yet you claim to love me? For this thing you have done, even if you remain the only girl in this world, I will never marry you, you are a devil!”
Oh really?! Then, we shall see, I will show you what a woman can do. Never underestimate the power of a woman, she replied and walked out on me. I stood transfixed to the spot. I was really scared…

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Dayo got to the door of their hotel room but just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard the voice of his wife from within. He sensed she was speaking with someone on phone. He delayed his knocking and waited at the door to eavesdrop a bit, just in case he might get to know the state of her mind at the moment through whatever she was discussing with the person at the other end. “That must be her mum”, he sighed, “Foluke doesn’t keep friends.” His thoughts were interrupted by Foluke’s voice…

“But you assured me that he is a good guy, I believed in your words, you never gave me the impression that things would ever get out of hand like this. I am so heart broken right now. Please I need your advice and words of comfort. It’s true that no man can ever be trusted. You are the only friend I have now, please come quickly”.
“Friend? “Dayo was surprised. “Foluke doesn’t really have a close friend that I know of .” He strained his ears more to listen to the conversation further. She was weeping as she talked making her words a bit inaudible. He couldn’t hear the voice of the person at the other end of the line because the phone was not placed on loud speaker.

A waitress entered the corridor where Dayo was standing. He quickly brought out his phone and pretended to be checking through it. The waitress murmured her greetings, while he responded quietly, not wanting to make his bride conscious of his presence at the door. Immediately the waitress got outof sight, he moved closer to the door once more to hear what his wife was saying. Two things held him down. One, the fear of having to face his wife after all that happened and two, the consequences that would follow after. Will she really leave me for good? ‘But wait, she stood to defend me before Faith, she fought for her marriage, but did she really mean that? Oh no! Not after that slut slapped her … he thought…

Foluke’s voice came up again, the person on the other end must have been talking since, Dayo thought, because Foluke stopped speaking some minutes back.
“You told me he has a good heart and that I will be safe with him, you said he is not a cheater, how come I am experiencing all this so early? She demanded.
“Aaaaaaarrrggghh! Who could that be, could it be my Dad? Foluke had probably called my Dad” Dayo thought. “Or maybe James (James was Dayo’s closest friend back at school). “She must have called James.” He listened further.
“You promised to help me, please come quickly, I will be expecting you.” Foluke concluded.

At that, Dayo knocked on the door believing the conversation must have been over, he didn’t want to risk allowing Foluke to discover he had been at the door eavesdropping.
“Who is it?” Foluke asked from within, her voice was expressionless, not of joy, neither of sadness nor anger.

Dayo’s heart missed a bit. It thumped so loudly that one might be hearing the sound. “It’s me honey”, he replied in a trembling voice and opened the door. What he saw astonished him. His bride was actually on her knees praying, with the Holy Bible held firmly to her chest. Her eyes were as red as blood, she had cried a whole lot.
Dayo’s assumptions were wrong all along. Foluke was actually talking to God!

To be continued…

Ladies and gentlemen, learn a lesson here. When there are issues in your marriage, it is time to talk to God and not to your parents or friends

Dayo moved quietly to the bed side where Foluke knelt. He sat on the edge of the bed, folded his arms across his chest and sighed deeply. Deep inside him, he felt a bit of relief to know that at least, no third party has heard about the present storm in their marriage yet. He sighed again, then cleared his throat noisily.

“I know you must have something to say, Foluke spoke suddenly, her voice startled her husband. “I know you do”, she reiterated, “you sure must have an explanation for this mess, so speak up, I am all ears.” Dayo’s heartbeat rose again. He became so nervous. He opened his mouth and closed it again. He wasn’t sure of how best to start off. He just did not want to annoy his bride. He so much valued their relationship and would never let go of her. At last, he found the courage to speak, “Foluke, I need you to help me, I am in a mess”, he surrendered. “Yes, I know, we both are in there”, Foluke concurred.

“No! Dayo countered, I dragged you into this mess, you are innocent of everything, please forgive me. “Dayo, this is not the time to ask for forgiveness, I need to know how and when that lady came into your life to the extent of wanting to destroy our marriage, our relationship, what we both toiled for all these years, how?” Foluke interrogated in a trembling voice, she was really scared. She wished Dayo would tell her the plain truth.

“Foluke, please listen to me. I will tell you nothing but the truth.”
“Okay, go on, I am listening,” Foluke replied hastily.
Dayo continued, “I met Faith during my Youth Service. She was also a Corp member then. Though we had different Places of Primary Assignments (PPA), but we lived in the same house. My own room was next to hers on the same wing in a ‘Face to Face apartment’. We became friends quickly because we were the only corp members living in the house. I became so fond of Faith because she seemed to be the kindest person I have ever met.

She did help me out with stuffs like writing my lesson notes (we were both teachers), purchasing foodstuffs for me in the market, fetching water for my bath and so on. Most times, I would not cook because each time, Faith cooked, she prepared the meal for both of us. I thought she was just being kind all along, but she had her intentions…

I grew so fond of her that my day wouldn’t be complete if I hadn’t set my eyes on her. Though we were just friends but the friendship was getting deeper by the day. One afternoon, after cooking a delicious jollof rice, she brought my portion into my room. I was excited as usual, more so I was famished. She brought hers along too (that had been her usual custom), we both ate together, either in her room or mine.

I was eating the delicious meal when my cell phone rang. You were the one that called. We talked that day and at the end of our conversation, I said ‘I love you and I miss you’, which of course was my normal practice. After you ended the call, I noticed Faith’s facial expression changed totally, her smile vanished, she wore this forlorn look on her face. I questioned her change of mood, but she simply said nothing was wrong. Since then, I started avoiding Faith. I knew instantly that her mood changed because my Fiancee called. It dawned on me then that I was playing with fire. I tried to create a gap between us but it wasn’t that easy.

The mistake I made was that I was too careless to have allowed such an intimate relationship to grow between us. Though I did not really talk about you whenever we were together, but she knew I had a fiancée. The aspect that made avoiding her so difficult for me was that she had a spare key to my room. She collected it from me on one particular day like that her reasons being that I sometimes come back late from work, so she would have to put my food in a warmer and drop it in my room in case she would be going out later in the evening.

I decided to change the key to my room. I was so desperate about putting an end to our intimacy. The very day I brought another padlock and key to replace the one I was using. I got home that afternoon and met my room unlocked. I knew someone was in there already, ‘of course that must be Faith’, I thought. I opened the door slowly and entered my room, where I beheld the greatest shock in my entire life…

Brothers, beware of ‘The Food Flask Ministry’, a word is enough for the wise

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