Some might have called it a bad omen, for the newly weds to find themselves in pitch black darkness on their wedding night. The power in the hotel tripped off several minutes ago and the air in the room was becoming very humid. Femi, flung away at the far end of the bed was dead to the world, his loud snores reverberated around the room. Kike however wasn't that fortunate, exhausted as she was her weak body wouldn't just give in to sleep. She held the lifeless intercom in her hand and wondered what she could do.
Resigning herself to the darkness she soon began to drift off to sleep. Her dreams were already forming and she saw herself cut the white three-tier cake with Femi, she saw herself smile sweetly up at him and she saw him cut a piece of cake to feed her with. As she opened her mouth to eat the sweet spongy cake she heard it, and immediately Kike's eyes flew open as she was jolted wide awake.
Kike wasn't quite sure if the scream had been a part of her dream or actual reality. As she tried to still her racing heart and convince herself that it was the latter, she heard it again. This time it was accompanied by very loud banging.
Kike sat up in bed, her heartbeat a staccato of drums. She couldn't see anything or make out any images.
"Open this door. Open this door. NOW!" She heard a gravelly voice scream and the command was followed by a loud noise, unmistakably a gun shot.
Kike felt a mercurial taste in her mouth which had become sandpaper dry. Panicked, she began to pound on Femi's back, forcing her new husband out of his slumber.
"Wake up! Femi wake up! The hotel is being attacked Femmiiiiii" she screamed
"Jumoke!" Femi muttered sleepily
"What did you just call me? Wake up Femi!" Kike screamed at a Femi who wasn't quite awake yet.
"What?" An irritable Femi asked impatiently, shrugging her off
Kike looked at her husband of only a few hours and a sudden fear set in; who was Jumoke? Why had he used that harsh tone with her? Had marriage changed him so soon? Is this how their life as a married couple will be; him, impatient and short with her? As she began to wonder another gun shot rang in the air and jolted her back to the present, this time Femi was off the bed in a flash.
"What is happening?" A panicked Femi asked "and why is it so dark?"
"Femi I don't know. It seems the hotel is..."
Another deafening gun shot rang through, followed by the frightening sound of strong arms banging on doors, threatening to break them down. This was followed by loud screams, it seemed the assailants had gained entrance into a nearby room and the lodger was obviously stricken with fear!
Kike and Femi shaken with panic and anxiety hurdled close together on the ground, unsure of what to do. The windows were all burglary proofed and the only way out of the room was through the door. At the other side of the door, the murderous attackers, armed robbers maybe, were obviously on the same corridor as them.
"Please don't shoot me", came a frightened voice from only a few feet away. "Please don't ...." And another gunshot followed.
"Blood of Jesus, blood of Jesus, merciful saviour" Femi muttered with a catch in his voice.
The voices were getting closer, the gunshots were getting louder, the attackers were obviously nearing their room. Femi thrashed around the kingsize bed for his phone and thankfully he soon found it and immediately placed a call.
"Hello, hello! Brother Tayo, brother Tayo our lives are at risk, we are under attack, Brother Tayo please call the"
Then the loud banging came, this time it was on their own door. Kike felt her bladder go loose, she heard Femi break into tears, the first time she had heard him cry in the six years they had been together, they really were doomed.
Kike knew it was over as one final kick did the door in. Femi held her tightly and together they lay flat on the floor with their foreheads to the ground, each sobbing tears of fear and despair. Lights were flashed in their direction and footsteps steadily approached them, stopping barely inches away from their heads. Kike whimpered like a frightened cat as she heard the person cock a gun, ready to pull the trigger. She squeezed her eyes shut, expecting the worst.
"Femi", a voice called out, it was the soft voice of a very young woman.
I eagerly flipped the page but just as I was about to proceed on the next page, the conductor announced that we had reached our destination. Irritated, I shut the book close and grabbed my bag, the lecture was starting in a few minutes.