The next day came just like every other day. Cool breeze, lovely atmosphere, including the friendly gestures among workers never ceased. Prince Ire barely had a good sleep. The first thing that took over his mind was how to get the stolen CDs back. Also to make sure the CD with Queen Adetutu and her lover was not leaked out. He wouldn't want his father to find out in such a way. He wasn't keeping the CD to tell his Dad though. He would never do such a thing. He knew how hurt his Dad would feel. He knew how such a thing would crush him. To find out his wife once had a lover and one of the sons she claimed to be his son wasn't his. Prince Ire knew that could go a long way to affect him. Not just his Dad alone, but to every man who realizes such truth. No man wants to ever hear that in his life.
Prince Ire climbed the stairs down to the dinning table. He couldn't trust anyone working for him again because he wondered who could have taken those CDs if it wasn't someone who lived with him. Waiting for those he had called to come over and search his house, he took his seat and brought out his cellphone dialing Aramade's number. After the second ring, his call was picked with Ara's face staring at him. "Hi baby," he greeted.
Prince Ire got a quiet laughter in return. His call had woken Ara up from her sleep. Despite just waking up, Ara's smile was still beautiful with how swollen her face was. She stared back at Prince Ire without trying to hide her morning face. Her smile widened just by watching Prince Ire smiled back at her. "Good morning to the only Mumusi in my life." Ara laughed quietly after calling his surname in full. "I'm sure you woke up by 5am and watch news before coming downstairs. I miss those days."
Prince Ire managed to forget all he had in his mind and laughed. Ara's smile had brightened his day and brought hope to his heart. Her morning face was beautiful. The most beautiful thing a man wants to wake up to see and spoil it with lots of kisses. Prince Ire sent Ara a quick grin before replying. "You know you are silly Ara. I will catch you soon."
Ara laughed, poking her tongue out at Prince Ire before replying him. "Mr. Mumusi, it's early to start bragging. When am I taking you on a date too?"
"Have you ever been serious in your life?" A smile crept on Prince Ire's face. "You? Take me on date? Have never heard of a lady take a grown man like me on a date. But a try wouldn't be that bad."
"Well, now you know. It's my turn to make your day wow." Ara said with a big smile, happy to know Prince Ire accepted to give it a try even though what she was about to say was the silliest thing that came into her mind. "I love boxing," she said and almost laughed for a minute before she continued. "So I want to take you to where I practise and use you as my punching bag. Remember you promise you will do anything for me. It's gonna be fun."
Prince Ire couldn't help laughing. He refused to be deceived by Ara's innocent face. "Are you kidding me right now? If you are looking for a punching bag boyfriend, you haven't found one okay."
"What? Why the face? Someone cannot joke with you?" Ara laughed at how Prince Ire suddenly seem serious. The two talked and it lasted for minutes. Ara's laughter almost woke Omoh up. As much as Ara tried to make Prince Ire laugh, he also did the same thing to make her laugh. The two teased each other for long and laughed it off. "I love you." Prince Ire said in a calm and sweet voice getting Ara blushed multiple times.
"I love you too. Thank you so much for everything." Aramade confessed her feelings in return, a bit shy. The two laughed at each other and said their goodbyes. Immediately, Prince Ire ran back upstairs to charge his phone which was about to go off. He returned downstairs and went back to his food which was already served for him. While eating, a message was passed to Prince Ire that the King wanted to see him, and it was very urgent. Prince Ire didn't finish up his food before he left his house to meet with the King who called for him.
At the King's palace, a new smartphone was delivered to him. It was the new Samsung Galaxy S20 plus which cost almost five hundred thousand naira. The moment the King told his personal assistant the screen of his phone had been seriously damaged, a new one was ordered for him immediately. And in one hour, the King owned a new phone again.
Forgotten about the text he received last night from his old phone, the King went about his day, excited to receive the people who were coming to visit the palace. They were people who had taken permission to visit the palace and see why the Mumusi palace was known and claimed to be one of the best and most beautiful palaces in Nigeria. Also to meet the King who was known to be one of the most educated Kings in Nigeria. The only King who was known to be married to sophisticated women who had good education and also came from wealthy homes. And not just that, all his sons were one of the best students in all the schools they attented. Handsome, poised, and doing well for themselves.
The moment the King walked into the palace, everyone started greeting him by prostrating, kneeling and also sent their warm greetings to him with smiles all over their faces. While he walked slowly towards his seat greeting everyone, the voice of the man who was always known for reciting a praise poetry for the King suddenly began, boosting the King's ego.
'Oba Mumusi o! Ki'Ade ope lori. Ki Bata pelese ko logba ré karinkese." The man praised him in his native language, smiling happily for always being there to praise the King. "Oba toh re ilu oba, toh kawe gboye...gbogbo oba lofe dabire kasagba!"
"Moni Ejire o....
Ejire Ara Isokun,
Endunjobi, omo edun ti nsere ori igi
Òbe kese be kiti
Ofese mejeeji besile alakisa, Oso alakisa do ni ìgba aso. Oya dunminu bami gbesoke loloyinbo fun oba wa ki gbogbo aye gbo ohun tami so." The man turned to the lady he came with and immediately she began to interpret the eulogy that some people did not understand in English language.
"I hail my King.
All twins hail from Isokun.
A relative of monkeys
Hoping and Jumping from a tree branch to the other
Jumping helter-skelter, you landed in a wretched man's place, turning around his misfortunes.
A rare set of children that commands the honour and respect from their parents. The King of Mumusi, we hail you. You are the King who never deprive your people what belong to them." Dumininu interpreted and everyone who had been looking so lost finally understood what the man said at first. They were so happy listening to it. They clapped, praised the King and took pictures with him. The King told them the history behind how the King of Lagos came to happen and they listened with full attention.
The King was happy. It was fun for him and to everyone who came to the palace. When Prince Ire got there, he was pissed getting to know his Dad actually called him to introduce him to people who came to the palace. To take pictures with them and also to educate the women about their health. Anytime he tried to escape, the King will throw him another question and immediately all eyes would be on him, especially the women who were present and had become interested in what Prince Ire was teaching them. With no other choice, he educated the women, telling the women to start seeing a gynecologist when they become sexually active or within two to three years of becoming sexually active. "Even if you're not sexually active, I recommend that a woman have her first gynecological exam by age 21. Also, make sure you do a palpation which means breast exam to know if your breasts are healthy or lumps are beginning to develop. A lot of women experienced symptoms of breast cancer without knowing because they didn't pay attention to themselves."
Most of the women no longer asked the King and other princes who were present any more questions again. They completely turned their attention to Prince Ire. While Prince Ire was talking, a woman raised her hand and asked the two questions that has been bothering her. "Talking for myself, I don't like seeing a male doctor, but I also want to ask that if a woman is suffering from vaginal dryness, which doctor could she talk to? And what could be the cause?"
"You can always talk to a female gynecologist since you don't like being attended to by a male doctor." Prince Ire replied. "A lot of women in marriages today see sex as a responsibility because some of them don't really enjoy sex any longer. And this is because most men don't engage their women in foreplay and arousal before sex anymore. They just tap you, hey... let's do it. And they penetrate. Because of this, many women experience vagina dryness during intercourse and more other reasons time wouldn't permit me to discuss."
Some of the women smiled a bit, listening to how eloquent and intelligent Prince Ire was speaking.
Prince Ire continued. "So, women need to always speak to their doctors if they are going through any pain. Either pain during sex or Vagina odour, because any fowl smell apart from your normal smell could be as a result of bacteria overgrowth or vagina infection which could lead to problem in future. If you don't fight it now, it could lead something else in years to come. So, as a gynecologist who specializes in the health care of women, that is what I can say for now because of time," Prince said. He was about asking if they understood all he said, but had to quickly excuse himself the moment he saw his younger brother, Prince Adedamola. He left them and walked towards his brother.
"What the hell did you do Ire?" Prince Adedamola shouted at his brother before he could even get to him. His eyes fixed on Prince Ire, earnestly waiting for answers.
"What are you talking about?" Prince Ire asked a bit shocked by the expression his brother was giving him. "Common say something Damola. What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the sex tape!" Prince Adedamola yelled, getting some people's attention, but they quickly walked away.
"Common Damola what sex tape? What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the one you updated on your WhatsApp status! The video of Dewale's mom and the driver. Ire, that video has gone viral. And you released it! On your damn status!"
"What!" Prince Ire yelled checking his pockets for his phone. "Damn it! Shit! I left my phone. I didn't do it Damola! I'm not with my phone." Prince Ire confessed to his brother and immediately, he ran towards his quarters. "Someone freaking framed me!"
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😃 Guys, I'm sure we know who freaking framed Prince Ire this time😁 You all can guess. I wanted to update three chapters but I couldn't because if I have to wait till I'm done with the third chapter, it could be by next day.
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