PREDICTION (EPISODE 8)

PA MMA: You've brought shame on this household, it has never been heard that any woman in this family gets pregnant out of wedlock, who is the father of that bastard you're carrying?

MMA: Its Pascal.

PA MMA: Pascal? Which Pascal?

MMA: Pascal! The Pascal you know.

PA MMA: Your fiance? I recalled you telling me he has never slept with you, i recall you telling us he hasnt laid a finger on you since you both started dating, so how is he the...

VICTORY: Papa, they are both lying. Pascal and Mma has been having sex for some months now. They both lied to us just to make us believe he is a perfect man.

MMA: Ha! Victory! How can...

VICTORY: Dont Victory me, you think i dont know? You think i dont see you guys doing it? The last time was in your room when i returned from school, you thought i didnt notice? huh?

MMA: Victory! What are you talking about?

MMA: Papa, Pascal is the father of that baby, he is the one reponsible for her pregnancy, i've always known it would come to this, thats why i choosed to keep mute and wait for this day.

PA MMA: Why? Mma! Why did you have to lie to us? Why didnt you just tell us the truth?

MMA: *Staring Hard at Victory who is winking at her* I was scared you would be against the relationship, i allowed him to have his way since we'll be getting married.

PA MMA: Since you'll be getting married? The way he looks at you when you get married would be different from the way he looks at you now. Guys are like Monsters in Disguise.

VICTORY: That much is TRUE. I can testify to that anytime and anywhere.

MMA: Papa, i know he loves me, Pascal wont hurt me. That much is certain. I can promise you he wont hurt me.

PA MMA: Lets hope thats true.

MMA: *Wispers into VICTORY'S ear* What are you doing? You know we've only had sex once, and thats because of you, so whats with the lies?

VICTORY: Dont worry sis. I promise you that i have all this  under control, you'll thank me later but just wait until the time comes.

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PA AUSTIN: Austin!!! Austin!!!

AUSTIN: *Comes running from his room into the sitting
room* Yes Dad. *Froze when he saw the guests* Good Afternoon sir. Good Afternoon Ma.

OLUCHI: *Stood up from where she sat and hugged him tightly even though the hug wasnt reciprocated* You're realluly handsome.

PA OLUCHI: See? i told you he is just the right man for you. I'm happy you like him.

OLUCHI: Like? Papa, i've loved him since primary school, he has been my crush for years. I guess we truly are meant to be together.

PA AUSTIN: Such a young perfect couple. You perfectly suite each other. So Chief, what are you saying?

PA OLUCHI: Well, the ball is in your court, its left to you to decide the marriage date, my daughter loves him so there's nothing left to decide.

MA OLUCHI: Ill take care of the cooking so you have nothing to worry about, all you need do is choose a date and inform us.

AUSTIN: *While the 2 families were still discussing, Austin gently dragged Oluchi into his room* Whats wrong with you? Why are you doing this? Oluchi, why?

OLUCHI: *Slaps his hand away* Dont ever drag me that way ever again.

AUSTIN: I'm sorry. If i wronged you in any way, i'm sorry, but stop ruining my life. You know i dont love you...

OLUCHI: But i love you.

AUSTIN: It doesnt work that way. The fact you're rich doesnt mean you can have anything and anyone that you want. There would be no happiness in our marriage because i'm in love with someone else.

OLUCHI: MMA, right? You're in love with MMA. Thats the more reason i wont let you go. We made a bet, and i promised you that ill end up being your wife. If i'm gonna let you go, it will never be for MMA.

AUSTIN: Is this about her?

OLUCHI: No, this is about who gets the guy. And i dont want to end up looking like a fool in the face of everyone i once told you're my boyfriend.

AUSTIN: Oluchi, she is pregnant for me.

OLUCHI: Who?

AUSTIN: MMA is pregnant for me.

OLUCHI: I dont care if she has 4 babies for you already. You're mine and no one can or would take you away from me.

AUSTIN: Oluchi! If you dont stop this madness now, ill...

OLUCHI: You'll do what? Huh? Tell me, you'll do what? *Left him standing. Entered the sitting room to her parents*

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PASCAL: O boy! I don do am O.

TONY: Do wetin?

PASCAL: I don do am!!! i don do am!!!

TONY: Talk na. Wetin you do?

PASCAL: I don enter MMA.

TONY: You dey joke.

PASCAL: I don Joke with you before? I talk say i don enter that girl. I don finally do am.

TONY: How? When? Guy gist me, gist me. How e take happen? Which JAZZ you use?

PASCAL: JAZZ? I no use any JAZZ o. Na she call me for phone, na she even dey beg me for am, and you trust me na, i no dey dull, i grab the opportunity.

TONY: A lady that has kept her zip closed for years despite how presistent you were, a lady that wont even let you make love to her fully, she just called you and gave you sex just like that?

PASCAL: Tony, you dont believe me?

TONY: Not that i dont believe you. Something is definitely wrong somewhere. There has to be something behind that motive.

PASCAL: Why you dey talk like this na? The main issue here be say i don chop her, so whats with the attitude again?

TONY: Did you use protection?

PASCAL: Nope.

TONY: Was she the one that asked you not to?

PASCAL: Tony, i wasnt expecting something like that so i wasnt with any protection. Am i to pause and tell her to wait for me to go get protection? A lady that i've been trying to sleep with for years?

TONY: I'm telling you something isnt right. Do you even think at all? What if VICTORY put her up to this?

PASCAL: Victory isnt stupid enough to tell her about what i said, and MMA isnt that Foolish either to sleep with me just because her junior sister asks her to.

TONY: Hmmm

PASCAL: Whats wrong with you? You should be happy for me and you're here interogating me like i did something wrong. I called here to jubilate with me and you're trying to change my mood. Or are you Jealous? Were you planning to...

TONY: C'mon, you of all people should know me na. Fine, Congrats!! Waiter, give us some drinks.

PASCAL: Now you're talking.