He was getting more frayed and irritated about his entire life that was about crumbling like egg furiously thrown against a hard rock by an angry, hungry mad man inside the scorching sun.
The terrible havoc intentionally created by the naughty boy became too hard for charms or spell. Heavens have let loose eventually!
Rains of Horror began to fall mercilessly at The Innocent Villa!
There is fire on the mountain with the thunderous blare of exploring bombs. Undoubtedly, several causalities will be involved! The watering of clouds will be forced to make a downpour on the innocent villa mercilessly.
As if not enough, the rain with terror is about to fall again. It will drop-down brim stones instead of water. The love relationship between Segun and Yetunde got marred by regularise arising from Junior's report to the father. It instantly got torn and worn!
The atmosphere twisted hot, unpleasant and hazardous. Segun was extremely perplexed by the encroachment of the trust for Yetunde. What can heal the wounds?
He punched his head several times like an insane person who just got mad afresh. What will scrape away the quandary mess on ground?
''This is terrible…Oh! My God!'' Segun shouted repeatedly.
With the threadbare, he was no longer himself. He became greatly sad with heavy heart like someone mourning the demise of his beloved. He was disappointed and grieved seriously. He began to sweat furiously like some who just arrived from a scorching sun. It was Blood, Sweat and Tears combined!
The destructive blast is ripped to explode. A backlash waits!
''No wonder that Junior resembled my father so much'' Segun recounted and lamented further.
''Could it be proved beyond all doubts that my father pregnant Yetunde?''
The frustrated Segun began baffling by asking himself unanswerable questions in self probing investigations concerning the infidelity. Only God can trace the path of a snake on the rock!
'' How…how…How? '' He turned furious again with the risen temper.
The bitter lover Segun burst into a sorrowful weep uncontrollably. It was a cry of life for the forty-five years old chartered accountant. He was weeping furiously instead of having a rest. Blood, Sweat and Tears seems to be gushing out from his able-body!
He grunted like a pig and scowled at Junior with haunted eyes. The grip of bad news got him dead-sick and condemned.
He was deeper in sorrow and agony…crying aloud like a baby in the mid-night. He was very aggrieved and agonized. Nobody was around to console the dumped and cheated son of guru politician except the little boy named Junior!
The intrepid boy pitied Segun as he falls down howling seriously and rolling on the floor. Water has entered inside the shell of the giant snail from behind.
Segun was badly devastated. He had never felt so depressed and hollow and lonely in his whole life.
The frustrated Segun loathed himself. He tore his clothes and fell prostrated on the floor sadly. Like a dirty, unshaven, cold, tired, hungry, thirsty beggar dressed in burlap and sprawled.
With the anguished look on the face of Junior, he did all he could to stop his father from the agony. The deadly situation had gone out of control for the silly and stupid boy who took everything for a child play.
When a child does not know or identify correctly a live snake, he will take it for a toy to be playing and jesting with!
The blast of mountain explored heavily.
Indeed, they have removed child from the back of mad-woman. Every mother must run for cover immediately!
Undoubtedly, the tail of python has been stepped upon by a careless dog. Trouble must vomit! What an awaiting shame, dishonour and disgrace ahead!
''YOU can never tell a bad market day by the morning'' says the weather-beaten Igbo proverb!
The talking drum is passing a message across to those who bother to listen and understand. Nobody would prevent a bent and frustrated angry dog from paying courtesy visitation to the den of lion. Only her return will be bloody or uncertain.
When a child decided to have leprosy, he must be fully prepared to be living alone inside the forest separately.
''We are preventing a chick from death, she kept crying about that we failed to grant her the chance to visit the dustbin outside to eat rotten food and the mess! '' says a Yoruba adage
Funny enough and unfortunately, at the evening time when Yetunde returned back home from her business. She was in high spirit without any premonition of what awaited her.
Unknown to her that her son Junior had let out the cat, the rats must run away fast. The uncharted boy blew the gaff completely with his inciting gibberish.
For the innocent wife, there was no place to hide.
Madam Yetunde entered her matrimonial home inside ''The innocent Villa''-a mansion built for them by the rich billionaire and her confided secret lover.
The atmosphere was tense and remorse. It was not friendly as expected. However, the aculeate woman assured that her lateness naturally triggers the hunger on that day which was unusual. Yetunde got home around 9.54pm in the evening which was odd and abnormal of her. The good house wife was averted to night driving and reaching home late.
Really, she was still under some illusion that everything was normal inside The innocent villa that night.
''Sorry dear, some clients came when we were about to close shop that was why I sent the message to you through Whatsapp''
Yetunde was trying to justify the reason for her lateness. All the airs and graces did not touch the already upset Segun. The husband just nodded his head like agama lizard with deep breath. He looked feral, wide, untamed. His heart beats rose rapidly!
He did not utter a statement nor bother to read any phone message from Yetunde. He only frown his face totally. Yetunde expected Segun to make a response. Everything was just calm and cold.
Yetunde began to sense an awaiting trouble; she dropped her bag and move towards her husband saying:
'' Honey, let me go and shower first. You will eat and taste me tired!''
Yetunde lovely and softly expressed her apology to the husband to bury the hatchet.