Anjola - Episode 16

 

Saturday came in a flash, and Anjola finished with her chores in a bit, mom had left home earlier for work at the Cake shop,so she was home alone. Anjola quickly had her bath and styled her hair carefully, she didn't want to make a bad impression, she chose a black leather skirt over an orange cropped top and decked it with a white trainers, she sighed pleasurably, spraying lavishly on herself the Christian Dior perfume Demi had bought for her. 

Anjola came over to examine herself in the mirror, she hoped she wasn't underdressed, but it was breakfast and she couldn't risk being over dressed for the occasion, she wished she knew first hand, how things like this worked. 

Her phone rang, Demi. she let it ring for awhile before picking up,

"Hello Sunshine." Demi greeted

Anjola snorted, picking a purse and heading out of her room, "Hey yourself." she replied

"I got your call, i was busy, i'm sorry." Demi said

Anjola sighed, "Demilade, i am not vain, i do know there are times when you're busy, a quick text would have done it, you know how things are with me, you shouldn't aggravate my paranoia."

Demi scratched his head, "I'm sorry baby, let me make it up to you.where you at?" Demi inquired

"where else, wo Demilade leave me alone, I've got a date gotta go." Anjola said hiding a smirk, she knew Demi would hit the roof, and she was right,

"Anjola, what date?" Demi asked testily

"An hot date." Anjola said smothering a laugh

"you kidding right? where you at? Will come right away." Demi offered 

"Nah,don't think so baby...my date awaits, talk to you later, mwah!!" Anjola disconnected the call laughing to herself . She'd have told him where she was headed if his father had not told her not to tell Demi about his supposed visit. 

De Royale was unusually serene, weekends were always a busy one for them, and it was surprising to see the empty seats and workers going to and forth a table in the rear end, she focused on the occupant and was suprised to see Wole Olaotan already seated looking comfy in gym sweats and matching pants, she was glad she was dressed causually

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. Anjola moved forward already anticipating their chat, 

"Good morning sir, I am..."

Wole gave her a once over, "Anjola Cole right?"

Anjola smiled, "yes i am sir,pleased to meet you sir."

"Hmm.. the pleasure is all mine, sit. " Wole commanded snapping  his fingers,a waiter appeared, "we're ready to order,  i'd have waffles and a cup of strong coffee. what would you have my dearest Anjy?" Wole asked

Anjola blushed sitting opposite him,she faced the waiter smiling briefly, "The usual, with enough sugar in my tea please, thanks." 

The waiter bowed and left.

Anjola dropped her purse, noticing for the first time the uniformed man sitting behind wole, was that necessary she wondered, it probably was if anything her mother had told her was true. She cleared her throat,prompting discussion.

"so..." Anjola started

The waiter served their order and wole went straight to eat, the man sure loved his food. Same couldn't be said of herself as her stomach was knots of nerves, she wished this man would just tell her why they were here and save her the worry, she picked up her tea, sipping at intervals.

Wole looked up,"You're not eating?"

Anjola jolted picking up her fork and started eating, moaning inwardly, their bacon was the best  over here.. 

Wole cleared his throat, staring at the ring nestled on her finger. "My son gave you that?"

Anjola lifted up the ring smiling, "Yes he did, we're engaged."

Wole nodded placing both hands on the table, "I thought as much, its obvious." He picked up his fork again "How's your mother this days?" 

"Oh, she's fine..

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. Huh i hear you were best friends with my Dad." Anjola said

"Your Dad? Oju and i were good friends before he died, He was a good man." Wole said firmly

Anjola smiled, "Mom said he was, really proud he was a good man."

Wole beaconed for his plates to be cleared, he formed a steeple with his hands, looking at her squarely, "You look to me like a good kid, it would be bad if i allow Demi to keep deceiving you, but surely you know that Demi is planning on getting married to the daughter of a family friend.. You shouldn't allow him to deceive him this way, you look like an intelligent young lady."

Anjola smiled nervously, "And this lady you're talking about, may i presume she's Adesua by name?"

"So you know her, well yes she is, preparations are in full gear." Wole said

"Sir with all due respect, if Demi is getting married to anyone then it would be me, Adesua cheated on him, he doesn't love her, he loves me!!" Anjola said

"He will learn to love her, i believe so. My wife loved someone else before we got married, and look at us today, she cares so much for me, Demi will be same. I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but it's not happening." Wole said, feigning regret

Anjola stood up, "Nonsense!! I know you don't want us to be together because my mom hates your family, but that doesnt matter to me sir, i am not my mother i love your family as much as i love Demi. I'm sure mom will come around." Anjola pleaded

"I accord you with common sense young lady, don't let me change my mind!!"Wole barked

"I thought you were best friends with my father, i am like a daughter to you too..."

Wole stood up, facing her, "young lady do not mix this up, it looks like no one one has seen it appropriate to tell you so I'd tell you,i might have permitted you to marry my son if truly you were my friend's daughter, but you my dear lady, are not. So what would you have me do?"

Anjola sat heavily staring up at wole, "what are you saying sir? I'm Anjola Cole, my father was Mr Ojumola Co..."

"Cole and Wonuola Cole? No my dear, you've got it all wrong,they're not your real parents, if you don't believe me ask your  mother. You'd be shocked!!" Wole shuddered mockingly

No no this was not true, he was just trying to hurt her because she refused to break up with his son Anjola thought. But deep down she knew there was an iota of truth, her Mom wasn't her mom? she lifted her tear stained face looking up at him,

"Do you know who my real parents are?" Anjola inquired already dreading his reply.

"It's Bimpe, your Aunt Bimpe," wole said maliciously, he didn't care at this point that he was hurting an innocent, but Wonu had ruined his life first, so he had just started having his own pound of flesh. 

"Auntie mi? Auntie Bimpe is my mom?" Anjola asked, swaying on her feet, she rubbed at her throbbing forehead 

"What the hell is going on here?" Demi inquired, joining them at the table

Wole stood, "oh son, i was just leaving had a great chat with the delightful Anjola."

Demi, looked over to Anjola, "Are you alright babe? what did you do to her." Demi inquired catching her in time as Anjola collapsed into his arms. 

A triumphant wole shrugged, calling for his guard, "Just told her the truth son." he smiled patting his soon on the back and exiting with his bodyguard. 

He brought Anjola on a chair allowing her face the standing fan, "Anjola wake up." he implored "Get me water!!" he barked at a passing waiter. 

"Anjola..Anjola.!!!" He prompted

Oh God what had his father done this time, he wouldn't forgive himself if anything happened to her. In no time other waiters had joined in trying to reviving her. A last sprinkle of water on her face, brought forth a groan and a cough. 

"Oh,thank God, Anjola what happened? you scared me!"Demi said, hugging her tightly.

Anjola burst into tears, holding him back she was being greedy but she'd enjoy his nearness for this last time. Mom, no Mrs Wonuola Cole had being right,

Demilade Olaotan wasn't meant for her.