6 HOURS

MUHIBBA

It was Saturday evening and the training on that day was over. Muhibba had arrived at around 2PM and was resting in room 602 on the sixth floor.

With over 700 rooms, Nikon Hilton was one of the first five-star hotels in Nigeria. Set on fantastic looking gardens, the hotel sat at the heart of Nigeria's Federal Capital Territory. The hotel was less than three kilometers from the National Mosque and Millennium Park. It was also within 20 minutes of the Abuja city center.

I walked briskly towards the lifts, where I punched the control button. After some seconds, the doors swished open and I stepped inside. A man dressed flamboyantly in a blue Agbada together with two young ladies also joined me. There was something oddly familiar about the man, so I stole a sideways glance at him and did a double take. It was one of the former Nigerian governors, a very popular one at that.

"Good evening your Excellency", I greeted him respectfully.

"Young man! How are you?" he replied cheerfully, extending his right hand for a handshake.

"I'm fine Sir", I answered as we shook hands like we were old friends. The two girls hello'ed' me, and I nodded back at them. They were both in their teens, but dressed like little whores. They kept clinging to his arms, giggling and touching him inside his Agbada. I shook my head pitifully. These were probably young girls that were supposed to be in school, but their parents had no idea that they were prostituting themselves to an ex-governor. Then the guilt hit me: Muhibba was also a student that came to Abuja to be with me. Not an ex-governor, not even an ex-councilor. But she was right now in my room, waiting for me. I shrugged. That's the way the cookie crumbles, I guessed.

The lift stopped on the fourth floor and the doors slid open. Mr Ex-Governor and his entourage stepped out. He nodded at me and I nodded back. I guessed a threesome was not out of the question tonight. I smiled. No wonder every punk wanted to be a politician. These kinds of constituency projects were actually very worth it.

Seconds later, I was outside room 602. The time was 7:15PM and I was eager to meet Muhibba face to face. We have never had real quality time together ever since we met, and I was kind of eager and apprehensive today. Tonight is gonna be the night, I thought. I knocked on the door quietly. Two fast knocks, followed by one single one. A special code. She opened the door, and we promptly attacked each other. We kissed passionately for a long moment, then pulled apart, breathing heavily.

She was wearing sexy, pink lingerie that showed off her sexy anatomy. She was bra-less and pant-less, and what the sight of her near naked body did to my biology was better left unsaid.

We held each other at arm's length and stared into each other's eyes. We kissed again, this time slowly but with same intensity. My hands went behind her and cupped her heavy butts, making her moan into my mouth. The sound further electrified me and I pulled her towards the double bed. As I made to push her on the bed, she shook her head.

"Baby let's make the best of it", she said.

"What do you mean?", I panted breathlessly. "I f*****g need you".

"I know baby… believe me I need you more. But let's wait until much later. I want to enjoy everything before the climax. We have the whole night ahead of us, ko ka manta?".

I hugged her, then patted her bum.

"Alright baby. What do you wanna do now?"

She made some suggestions, and we went with what she wanted. After a hot shower that we took together, we dressed casually and came out of the room. The time was close to 8PM. We went to the Suya joint and ordered four sticks and complemented them with mixed fruit smoothies. We sat in the isolated part of the joint and listened to LLCoolJ's Dirty Rap, 'Doin it'.

I was crazy about LLCoolJ, so I nodded in tune with the song and mimed where I could. Muhibba kept smiling at me, sipping her smoothie and using her toe to rub my crotch underneath the table.

LeShuan's voice came in through the hidden speakers… "Mmm, daddy slow down your flow. Put it on me like G baby nice and slow. I need a rough neck nigga, Mandingo in the sack.

Who ain't afraid to pull my hair and spank me from the back"

CoolJ… "No doubt, I'm the player that you're talkin' about. But do you really think that you can work it out?

I guarantee shorty it's real, baby stick it out. Here comes the man of steel"

LeShuan's voice…" Doing it and doing it and doing it well. Doing it and doing it and doing it well. Doing it and doing it and doing it well"

CoolJ… "I represent Queens, she was raised out in Brooklyn"

"This is a very bad song", Muhibba observed. "I've never heard it before".

"It's a dirty rap, sung by LLCoolJ", I explained.

"Who is LLCoolJ?", She asked.

"Don't you remember that guy in MindHunters? The black, cool guy that acted the role of the main character", I reminded her.

"Ohhhhh… that guy! Yes, I remember him. So he is a singer?" She asked.

"A rapper… One of the best", I said.

When we finished from the Suya joint, we linked arms and strolled into the Movie Cinema. We bought the inevitable popcorn and ate while we watched a boring Kannywood Movie she had insisted on watching. It featured Ali Nuhu and Jamila Nagudu acting out the usual fake love affair that was common with Hausa movies. The part I hated most was the singing and dancing, just like in Bollywood movies. I always wondered why the Hausa film industry thought it had to borrow from the Indian cultures in order to sell. I felt myself doze off a bit, then jerked myself upright. It won't look good if I sleep off, I told myself.

I held her left hand and started swirling my fingers between hers. Her hand was so soft. I then used my forefinger to trace tender, haphazard lines in her palm. I felt her shiver involuntarily.

"Are you cold?", I whispered to her.

"No… yes! I'm cold", she answered.

I pulled her closer, and she leaned her face towards me, expecting to be kissed. I did want to kiss her, but not with my lips. I moved my face closer, so that our eyes were almost touching, and fluttered my eyelids rapidly. She gasped in surprise.

"Oh my God, baby please do it again" she whispered. I fluttered it again, and she fluttered her eyelids back. Each time she gasped almost silently, revelling in the strange sensation.

The movie was forgotten.

"Baby what is this you're doing to me? I've never experienced it before", she said.

"This…" I said, "is called The Butterfly Kiss".

"Wow! Baby let's go to the room please. I wanna make love to this butterfly", she said.

As soon as we got into the room, she went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. I went to the bed and took out my phone to make a call. I hadn't called Hanan and the kids this evening, and I wanted to hear their voices before they went to bed.

I dialled her number, and after a couple of rings, she answered.

"My Em"

"Mai Twins"

"How was the training today?"

"Wallahi, it was very hectic. I've been resting since I got back into the room." I said.

"Ayyah, sannu. You guys are still finishing tomorrow?", She asked

"Yes Mai Twins, in sha Allah gobe zamu gama", I replied.

Muhibba had just finished from the bathroom and was about to come out. As she stepped out, I looked at her and made a sign to be quiet. She nodded.

"How are my twins?", I enquired.

"Hmmmm… the little monsters are sleeping, thank God. Wallahi they are so full of trouble. Imagine we get two more like them!" She said.

"Hahahaha! I'll just run and leave them with you", I said.

"Run to where? Ai muna tare duk inda zaka je", she said, laughing.

"Anyway, let me rest since it's late now", I said.

"What time is it?", She asked.

"A few minutes before midnight", I answered.

"Alright My Em… sleep tight. I miss you so much. The twins also miss you", she said.

"I miss you all", I said. "Sai da safe".

"Bye", she added.

I dropped the phone beside my pillow and turned to Muhibba. She was busy intowelling her body dry.

"Baby come over", I said.

"How is she?" Muhibba asked.

"Who?"

"Your wife mana. Wasn't she the person you just spoke to?"

"Oh… yes she was the one. She is fine. Come over please", I repeated.

Muhibba dropped her towel, walked over, stark naked and slid into the bed.