Last updated on April 17th, 2021 at 11:27 am

The Demon Who Is In love With Me… PART 52

The Demon Who Is In love With Me… PART 52

You missed the part Fifty One HERE!!!

The next two days were the best days of my life, Jafar and I cruised around car in his Benz, it was the most popular gist in town, the former VP candidate was dating a cultist. I didn’t care about it, with Jafar I found the satisfaction that I had been craving for. We straffed everywhere we could, in his car, in his kitchen (with door locked)…in our private bush path…
The cult killings had stopped, students were trooping back to school in the thousands. Even Toun had informed me that she was coming back soon. Hearing the gist about Eli’s death had accelerated her getting better.
My bags were packed, I was ready for Lagos, but wanted to go through Sagamu, so I can say hello to my Cousins before I zoom. Jafar planned to drop me off at Ilisan. The guys in the house told me they would miss me…I knew they were talking about my food. I looked at the house as we stepped out, even with all the horrors; I was going to miss the house.
I was going to go to Lagos and when I come back, I would plan how my life was going to be with Jafar. I couldn’t be with him all the time, but I hoped to share the best times with him.
There were also unverified reports on how the school was going to organize snap elections in which I was the favorite to lead to win. I was looking forward to the rest of my life with anticipation.
I was wearing my favorite short white gown, while Jafar was wearing a white shirt combined with a blue trouser. I thought we looked debonair together. With my bags packed in his booth, we started the trip.
Me: don’t play all those your sorrowful songs o…don’t you have anyone that is dance-hall?
Jafar: they are not sorrowful jor, they make more sense..
I was reacting to the Evanescence “my immortal” that was playing out of his speakers..
Me: you don’t have Timaya or Terry G?
Jafar: Nope…let’s play Asa?
Me: you are now talking!
We had passed by the Main-campus, with Asa’s amazing voice filling the air..
Me: will this your Confra thing ever be over?
Jafar looked at me, once again I didn’t know what he was thinking until he blurted the words out…
Jafar : Yes..
Me: when…
He smiled, he usually did that when he expected us to stop that particular conversation..
Jafar: what will you bring for me on your way back?
Me: apart from food stuffs and colorful boxers….what else do you want?
Jafar: you won’t tell anybody?
Me: No…
Jafar : Golden morn…plenty..
Me: Awww…my baby…
Jafar: oya, ya isa!
Me: what is ‘ya isa’?
Jafar: its enough..
Me: should I add Cerelac to it?
We both laughed…
Jafar: just come back on time…don’t let me miss you.
We were flagged down by some road side cops before Ago-iwoye’s first bridge. Two police with their worn out rifles stood at each side of the car.
Jafar wound down his glass, I did same to mine…
Jafar: Oga goodmorning…
Police officer: goodmorning, where una dey go?
The other Police officer leaned over my glass, he was staring at his phone and his partner at intervals as the other interviewed Jafar.
Jafar: Ilishan
Police officer: lemme see your papers..
I was getting infuriated, policemen were among the most corrupt people I had ever common across, I suspected they wanted money and were just stalking.
While Jafar got the papers, I turned my head to take chewing gums from the bag I had at the back seat when I heard Jafar say “f–k!”
I turned to see what had startled him, only to see that the Police man at Jafar’s side had stepped back and corked his gun, ready to fire at him. Jafar swerved to the right, knocking the police man to my right before stepping hard on the accelerator..
Jafar: They are death squads!
Me: oh my God..
The policemen started firing, shattering the car glass…we kept moving with top speed. I turned back to see if we were being followed but we weren’t. Just when I had thought things were normal!..
Me: who sent them?….
He didn’t answer me, that was when I noticed the car was moving awkwardly…
Me: Jafar what is wrong?
He tried to smile but couldn’t…beads of sweat collected on top of his brows. Immediately I knew something was wrong. He tried to keep driving but he couldn’t, the car slowed down…his turned to the right, squinting his eyes..
I reached over to him, his head slowly slumped against the steering.
That was when I saw it.
His back was soaked in blood, about five darker spots showed where the bullets had pierced him. His leather seat was filled with blood…
Me: baby! baby! what do I do…tell me…what do I do!
He tried to talk but blood gushed out of his mouth…so he just smiled…a sad smile….
I came down from the car, went to his side, and pushed him with all my might to the other seat. My gown was smeared with blood..
Me: don’t die…you dare not die on me…
I kept repeating those words as I turned back and drove towards ago…
Few minutes later he fell across his seat to my laps..i carried his head up with my right hand but there was no use, he came crashing down the same way…Then I knew without being told…
Jafar was dead.

Though I knew he was dead, I still took him to the hospital. I was met by the guys and it was a sorry sight. Sparrow forced me out of the hospital, back to the house. A lot of people were waiting in the house, down casted and threatening whoever they could. I walked into the room and locked the door. Everywhere still smelled like him. Everything was how we left it, I was just so surreal that he wasn’t going to be coming back home.
I couldn’t sleep; I couldn’t cry…I just stared. There were things I had to do but my life had just crumbled. It would have been nice if Toun was around, but she was on her way to London. I was running mad, his voice was in my head, talking, laughing, joking..i probably shouldn’t have allowed him drop me off..i was dying per second..I called Timi, he was the only friend I had close by..
Timi : Tana, is what I am hearing true?
That was when I started crying, I cried for about a minute…
Me: yes o…they finally killed him..
Timi: I am so sorry…where are you now…how did it happen?
Me: I don’t know…I can’t think…my heard hurts..
Timi: where are you, can I come and see you?
Me: no..i just want to be alone…thanks though…
I hung up..
Tears were choking me up but I had to stop, I was sure Jafar would not want me to cry like this..i braced myself up for the next call I had to make…
Me : hello
Man: Hello
Me: is this Jafar’s father?
Man: yes…
Me: Jafar is dead, died this morning..
Man: who are you?
Me: his girlfriend.
Man: how did he die?
Me: he was murdered…
He kept quiet for a while…
Me : he has to be buried today, if you don’t get here soonest, we will bury him without you..
Man: But I am in Kano
Me: that’s your business!
I hung up…
Uche was still inside, guys had discussed that it would be better I tell him…When I entered his room, he was seated on the bed, his left hand still on the sling but he looked way better..
Me: Uche, how are you?
Uche: Jafar is dead, you came to tell me Jafar is dead…
Me: how….how did you know?
Uche: Orisa just called me, swore he had nothing to do with it, him or his friends..
I walked up to face him, his eyes were red, he had been crying. I hugged him, somehow my floodgates opened…I started crying..
Uche : when I was in 100 Level, I used to go around. Begging from guys, robbing girls at Shokas…obtaining guys..There was this day I went to a bar, Jafar was the only one there, he was drinking…I walked up to him and started threatening him, you see I didn’t know who he was…He didn’t answer me so I punched him on his face…as if on cue, the bar was flooded by his brothers…more than seven guys carried me on top of the table, my hands and legs were held. The owner of the bar ran out as a dagger was produced. I was to be slaughtered. Jafar was in 100level too then, but he pleaded on my behalf.. though he was younger than most of them, they respected him…I was left alone…a few punches on my stomach didn’t count..
Uche started crying again..
Uche: He took me to a bar called “ A-Z” and bought beer for me, afterwards we went to eat Amala, he followed me to my house, where we picked up my things and we moved to his apartment close to Ita-merin. The guy cleaned me up..See Tana, I no get mama and Papa, confirm Jafar had been my father. He told me about the group and thought they could use someone like me…Tana, since then me and Jafar had been homies…I could have taken a bullet for that guy!
Guys knocked on the door, so he quickly cleaned his eyes…they were in their multitude to pay allegiance to him, I went back to Jafar’s room….
I pulled off my blood stained white gown, and wore a black shirt of his, with one of his black boxer shorts…I locked the door..and basked in the memory of Jafar.

There was a knock on my door that I ignored as usual; I didn’t want to talk to anybody. Then Uche called my name name.. I staggered to the door, my eyes were burning due to the amount of tears I had cried. Standing in front of the door was Uche and another man, seeing the man made me cry. He was the carbon copy of Jafar..
Man : Hello Tana
Me: good afternoon..
Man: I have picked up his body..
Me : I thought you said you were in Kano, how did you get here so fast?
Man: I used a chopper.
Me: He must be buried today..
Man: Yes he would.
Me: good..
Man: I heard he was killed by way-ward cops that have gone into hiding..
I didn’t answer him…
Man: Thank you for loving my son…
I slapped him a million times in my mind..
Me: you should have loved him yourself…
I turned to Uche…
Me: I don’t want to be disturbed again by anybody…
Uche : sir, time to go…
I went back to the bed Jafar and I had dwelled in, made love in…
My phone rang some hours later, an unknown number…
Me : Hello..
Guy: its Orisa..
Me: yes?
Orisa: Accept the sympathies of all of us down here, we will hold an outing for him tonight. I want you to know we had no hand in his death..
Me: okay…
Orisa : Till you graduate, we promise never to cause you any arm or slander. Whoever you curse is cursed, whoever you bless is blessed.
Me: okay..
Orisa: I had the highest respect for Jafar…you will be accorded such…
Me: okay…
Orisa: I hail you!
Me: Thank you..
I slept for a while when I got another call, I wanted to ignore but I changed my mind…
Man: is this Ms Tana?
Me: Yes..
Man: This is Professor Adewole..
Me: good afternoon VC
VC : I heard about what happened today, my people are carrying out the investigation. I learnt you are his partner..
Me: Yes sir..
VC : we were thinking of resuming on Monday, with this tragic incidence…do you want it postponed?
Me: you are the VC sir, I am just a student…
VC: our reports states otherwise.. Please meet me for lunch on Saturday in my house..
Me: Okay sir..
VC : you can come with as many of your people as possible…it’s just a meeting.
Me: Okay sir..
He hung up…
I didn’t intend going for any bullshit meeting.