By Sunmola Olowookere
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It was a sight to behold as the neighbourhood gigolo, Eniola was dragged along to the police station with just his boxers short on to cover his nudity. The boxers short was dripping with water. People that were resting in their homes heard the commotion and came out to check what was going on.
Most of the landlords on the lane also followed them to the police station so that the furious husband will not kill Eniola. If he had been more furious, smoke would have been coming out of his ears. Hence they thought it utmost wisdom to follow them to the police station.
The police welcomed them with open arms; viable business at that time of the night must be welcoming . The frontdesk was occupied by two officers whose looks brightened as they observed the interesting scene before them.
At first, anyone beholding the scene would naturally assumed that it was a case of stealing as the husband of the woman Eniola was caught with, prodded, and shoved him to move on whenever he slowed down.
As soon as the group reached the front desk, one of them warned the husband “behave yourself! Where do you assume you are?”
He gentled somewhat and the chatter of those accompanying them lessened.
“What is the matter?” One of the policemen who seemed to be the superior officer asked.
The husband blurted “Sir, I caught him in my bedroom about to rape my wife. We planned for him and caught him in the act”.
The police man asked again ” how did you know he was coming to rape your wife?”
The man boasted “my wife is a good woman who tells me everything. She told me how this stupid and wicked man had been following her around and offering her money to be his lover….
Another man interjected ” That is how he does to other women in the neighbourhood. Our women are not safe from him…”
By this time, Eniola had found his voice “oga police, it is a lie o. I never rape women. Even the woman they saw me with, I was only there on her invitation. And I didn’t have any plans to rape her. It was just to enjoy ourselves.
” I spend my money on these women. I sell lands and I never regretted spending my money on them. I get good returns on my money “.
Everyone including the police officer gasped in shock. The silence that followed their gasp was very deafening.
And the police man interviewing them bellowed at him ” what are you talking? Will you keep quiet?!!”
The men began to find their voices one by one
“I trust that my wife is not among.
” it is only the useless ones that will succumb to you.
Then the chairman of the landlords association rebuked him. “Why are telling such a lie? Do you want to burn our neighbourhood down?”
Eniola then replied “me, telling lies? Why don’t you ask your wife again and more seriously this time where she got the capital to start her coke business?
Now the men and the police officers too were staring at Eniola as they wondered whether there was really any truth to his claim
Then he dropped the last bombshell
” Ii know that she told you that her brother gave it to her. I was the one who gave her 100,000 naira. We planned that she would tell you it was her brother so that you would not suspect…”
Before finishing his damning words, the police man dealt him a stinging slap on the cheeks and the chairman staggered under the weight of the implication of Eniola’s words. The neighbourhood was abuzz at the scandal. But surprisingly, he did not send his wife away .