PenAStory Love Contest Entry #15 – ADEJUYIGBE ADETUTU

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The war was never over! The gun shots, the grenades, the explosives, and briskly escape of death never ceased! I had a life pact with my country, an oath that could sacrifice my life for the nation.

Turai held my shoulders and whispered weakly, ‘Remember I and Babaginda would be waiting for you here, you must understand we love you more than the country does’ I saw fear clouding Turai’s eyes, eyes that

ignited passion in my heart whenever we kissed. I dropped my rifle on our biggest couch, removed my thick hand gloves to feel the freshness of her skin. Tiny streaks of her tears flowed gently into my hands. ‘I will be fine, Turai. Just trust me on this one mission’ I spoke convincingly. She nodded her head as she struggled to hold back her tears, and hugged me firmly.

Turai and I dated for ten years before we finally danced our ways till-death-do-us-part. Our love still stands as mystery to friends and families, how incredible it was to remain bonded even with the criticisms and jabbers that flooded our affection. Unlike Adele, our Hello was relentlessly from the same side.

I kissed her forehead passionately and picked my rifle to meet my colleagues already waiting in the van. I marched out in my full-fledged uniform with my jungle boots thumping the ground successively that one foot could hardly wait for the other. I hopped in the van and my mind went wild on the mission.

My love for my country was strangely profound! Prior to my recruitment in the military arm, my parents chastised and rebuked my decision to become a soldier. I was a graduate of Mechanical Engineering but my heart yearned for the peace of the nation with an undying verve to guard her from unscrupulous forces that contested her amity. I studied historical books on our heroes and heroines in the past, how selflessness governed the hearts of our rulers, I pitied the defenseless and wept for the weak. These prompted my decision to join the army, to fight for my country, to love my country even it would suck the last pinch of blood in my system.

Although, the country never cared for us! Our deaths meant nothing. Our love seemed like peeled backs of plantain, useless only but for consumption by pigs.

Our van accelerated with high speed as we jerked continuously in the van. I am sure we all thought of the mission coupled with little prayers to return back to our families.

Suddenly, a small Toyota car came out of a juncture and crashed into our van. We swiftly took our rifles and jumped off our vans in our thick green khaki.

We heard just two beeps from the car and the rest became history!

We were fifteen that began the journey, only two of us made it back, from coma in fact!

Turai’s prayers.

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