When The Tide Of The Heart Changes

Episode 5

A TIP OF THE ICE-BERG

The frosty chilly atmosphere of early morning swayed, the bluish grey sky with retiring stars and weak moon perching in the deep bluish grey sky mat like little torch lights.

The silvery retiring rays of the moon sluggishly and gracefully casted a silvery glow on Johnny’s room giving it a blackish grey dim look.

Johnny just woke up, had a nightmare the previous night; **He just finished a contract he won from the ministry of works, went to the bank to cash his balance of 50million naira with happiness. On stepping out of the bank with a portable Versace bag containing the money with his white teeth glowing in a beautiful radiant smile of fulfilment. a masked man just rushed pass him and the bag was gone, he looked on and saw the man running down with the bag in hand, he mustered as many strength as he could and started chasing him down but his legs was as heavy as one tired with two heavy cement blocks but yet he moved on, how could he loose #50million naira just like that. The whole scenario suddenly changed, the tarred roads became muddy and slippery, the houses gave way to bright green trees as the whistling wind wrecked through them.

Chills went down his spine as he tilted his face here and there in utmost fear and confusion. the hooded man in black turned and johnny looked deeper at the creature in front of him with his money, he began to make out a female figure, that thick structure, extra large waist and pig-like cheeks, that plantain-like colour… “What! Bimbo?” johnny yelled in confusion and panic..

Bimbo let out that nollywood type of witch sinister laugh. “I warned you” She replied, with an ear to ear evil grin all over her face.

Johnny was jolted back to consciousness as he he registered his surrounding into his brain.

the grey shadow littering his room, he scanned his eyes around as he took in the protective four walled corners of his room with black opaque-made shadows “Oh it was just a dream” he signed as he tilted his head backward noticing a figure lying peacefully in bed, Onyinye’s naked body lay there motionless lost in her utopia of a beautiful sleep, the glowing moon giving her beautiful naked figure a radiant silvery shimmer. Who wouldn’t sleep peacefully after the wonderful s-x they had all night Johnny smiled to himself as he gave her a kiss on the fore head, grabbed his watch and checked the time; it was 5:45am.
He made to go back to sleep but was brought back by a sudden ring of his phone, he gave a loud hiss and he reached and grab the phone from the well polished wooden bed drawer. The name Alhaji Umaru stared back at him from the screen of the phone.

“Hiaaa why is Alhaji calling me at this early Odd hour?” He tensed up as he pressed the answer button.

“Good morning sir” he intoned on picking the call…

“Joni..!” Alhjai’s voice rang from the other side of the phone.

“Sir” Johnny answered.

“Flease joni dontu qoll my numba agen, flease i dont know me agen, amu suri but u willi nut understand..flease dont qoll me and dont qome to my house or my oppise (office)…” Alhaji ranted and the line went dead.
Johnny’s mouth dropped open as he stared at the phone in his hand. How could my own god-father just break up my relationship with him just like that? Have i done anything wrong to him? Did i disappoint him in anyway? Johnny mulled this questions over and over in his mind trying to figure out what exactly went wrong.

marks appeared above his fore- head as it always does when he is worried, he buried his face down into his palms as numerous hissing and sighs escaped his vocal cavity.

‘Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrh!!! rang the phone again giving out bright glow. Johnny mopped at his white iPhone6 plus as if it was an explosive device.

it was an unsaved number, Johnny picked up the phone and reluctantly placed it on his ear. “Hello” he said forcefully letting the word escape from the base of his throat.

“Is this Mr Williams?” came a broad baritone voice from the other side of the line.

“Yes this is John Williams”….Johnny replied.

“Ok mr williams, this is minister of works, i want to inform you that the contract awarded to you have been pulled off” came the voice again.

“What? …No.. How can that be sir? wait we have already started mobilization in order to start work sir” Johnny replied with a throaty and shaky voice, even though the weather was chilly; beads of sweat were running down his face.

“Look mr williams…the voice continued…this is none of my making, i awarded you this contract because i trust you and your company but i am unplugging it, am very sorry mr williams but my hands are really tired in this matter, the order came from a higher place…sorry once again” the line went dead immediately.

Johnny’s tongue stuck to the walls of his mouth, his throat felt dry and his eyes wet. he was feeling cold inside but sweat covered his body.

…What type of nonsense is this? ….what type of problem is this? 80million naira contract just slip through my fingers like that..”[/b] his mind was drawn to his dream but he shoved it off.. “that’s nonsense, dreams means nothing and has nothing to do with reality” he assured himself.

His phone gave yet another ring, Johnny sharply took a quick stern look at it, hands trembling as he grabbed his phone.. ‘Unknown number’ displayed on the screen.

“Who is this one again calling me with a hidden number?”

..”Hello” …He blurted out on picking the call still trying to sound as normal as possible.

“Hahahahahahaha” came a cracking female voice.

Who is this one again, the voice sounds familiar, it definitely must be Mrs Bimbo[/b] Johnny thought..

“Mr Man i warned you..the voice went on this is just A TIP OF THE ICE-BERG”