Chapter Twenty-Four: A New Level

“Probed” is a science fiction concept with a Nigerian setting about five extraordinary children trying to live ordinary lives. I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I love writing it!

Hey guys I meant for this to be to be waay longer, but i loved the way it ended so please forgive me!!! hahaaha.

Either way i hope you enjoy it. i know you will anticipate the next one, which will come as soon as possible. Also, i have a new set of dark poetry for you to explore, based on some creepy paintings i stumbled upon online. If you want to check it out click here– I’d be glad if you did.



Muyiwa’s palms were a little sweaty. Why was he so nervous?

“Okay… I’m all set.” Nneka said, sliding into the back seat of the SUV. Mustapha sat right beside him, smirking.

“Let’s go pick up our wife.”

“Not helping bro.”

He had to tell his siblings. Mustapha because he felt bad for hiding the breakup issue they had in the first place, and he knew she was in the hospital anyway. He told mama mainly because he wanted her to help Ronke heal some of the post-surgery scars, and ease the pain altogether by accelerating the healing of those she couldn’t deal with completely. Most importantly, he needed her to check if Ronke had developed any complications in her womb. His father had confided in him about why their mother didn’t have kids of her own, and he had vowed within himself never to let any girl pregnant for him be subject to an abortion. Though it wasn’t planned, this counted as one. He doubted he would ever touch Ronke again after this— he was too scared.

“I’ll get you guys in a taxi as soon as we’re done.” Muyiwa said firmly. “Come straight home. I have to get back to school to drop Ronke and besides, I have class tomorrow.”

“Yeah yeah we know.” Mustapha said dismissively with the wave of a hand. “Stop shaking and take us to see our wife!!!”

Nneka chuckled from behind and Muyiwa shook his head, though a smile had begun to form on his face. He was at least glad that Mustapha had finally warmed up to the idea of Ronke in his life, whether spurred by guilt or resolve, he didn’t know— and he didn’t care.


Ronke was shocked as soon as Muyiwa walked in with his brother and sister— she had no idea he was bring them over. She had heard so much about them and even saw pictures, but this was the first time she was meeting them in person. His younger brother was so tall and fierce looking, even with the nervous smile he had on his face, like he wasn’t used to smiling. His sister was even more beautiful in person, with her perfect hourglass figure that her loose gown couldn’t hide. She was very intimidated by her presence, even though the girl was very excited to see her. She rushed towards her and hugged her carefully. The young girl didn’t seem as delicate as her appearance gave off.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you!!!” she said to Ronke with a laugh, not letting go of her as she spoke. “When Muyiwa told us you were ill and got admitted, we insisted on meeting you, since he wouldn’t bring you over.”

As she said the last part, she turned looked at her older brother accusingly.

“Muyiwa can I see you outside for a moment?”

Muyiwa’s eyes widened, but he concealed his anxiety the best that he could. “Sure sis.”

It was then Nneka let go of Ronke. As soon as she did Ronke felt a whole lot better than she did before they walked in. The pains within was less and she even felt much stronger. It all had to be in her head. She looked at the young girl who her boyfriend followed outside. Muyiwa had told her that they were all adopted by their father, hence the different tribal names and lack of resemblance among them. But could this girl be as peculiar as Muyiwa was?


Mustapha cleared his throat and stretched a hand towards Ronke, snapping her out of her reverie.

“Hello. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Likewise.” Ronke said meekly, still intimidated by his piercing gaze. He tried to smile some more to ease the tension he sensed, but it just made things even more awkward.

“I know I know… I don’t look approachable.” Mustapha said with a shrug. “I normally don’t even smile.”

“I guessed as much.” Ronke said with a giggle despite herself. Mustapha let out a chuckle.

“I can see why my brother likes you a lot.” He said to her, and her eyes widened in surprise.

“You’re brave… I like that.”

“Not… so brave, to be honest.”

“It doesn’t matter how brave… you’re brave, and you should be proud of that.”

“Okay then… thanks I guess.” Ronke said with a nervous chuckle.


“She’s all clear… and I did the best I could to accelerate her healing.”

Muyiwa hugged his sister tight. “No complications?”

“None at all.”

“Thanks mama.”

“Abeg this your love don pass pass o.” Nneka said with a laugh, pushing Muyiwa lightly off her. The older brother blushed.

“I should go tell the doctor that we are ready to leave.”

“Okay… I should go keep her company before Mustapha succeeds in scaring her to death.”

Muyiwa laughed as he walked away. “I have a feeling he would make an effort not to.”


Nneka walked in to find Ronke stifling a chuckle, and she looked at Mustapha in surprise.

“Glad to see you guys are having fun.” She said with a smile, closing the door behind her.


The ride back to the school was at first silent one, until Ronke absentmindedly resting her arm on Muyiwa’s. He looked at her with the corner of his eye and sighed.

“How do you feel?” he asked her in a soft voice.

“Much better since your siblings came around… literally.” Ronke said with a chuckle, making Muyiwa smile. “I am quite touched that they came to see me.”

“I hope Mustapha didn’t scare you too much.”

“A little at first,” she admitted, looking down at her lap. “But he really did his best to make me comfortable around him.”

Muyiwa smiled again, but said nothing else this time. Ronke looked at him warily.

“Your siblings… are they like you?”

Muyiwa turned to her briefly, staring at his girlfriend wide-eyed for a second before turning his eyes back to the road. “Not exactly… but you could say that.”


She was silent again, but not for long. “How do we handle this issue with my dad and yours?”

Muyiwa didn’t look at her this time before replying. “We’ll leave that to my dad.”



Muyiwa drove to the front of her hostel and turned to smile at her. “Don’t move.”

He got out of the car and turned to open the door for her, making her chuckle. “I swear if not that sickness is a bad thing, I’d pray to be sick often so I can be receiving this kind of treatment.”

Muyiwa shook his head and gave her a nervous smile. “It’s just that I’ve never seen you extremely sick before, let alone this.”

Ronke smiled, and Muyiwa leaned over as if to kiss her. Instead he picked her up bridal style without any effort. Ronke was slim, but still no average guy could have picked her up as easily as he did. She gasped and pretended to be upset about being taken by surprise.

“My bag please.” She said, trying her hardest not to giggle.

“Coming right up.” Muyiwa said, flashing a smile and balancing her in the crook of his left arm while he picked her with his right as quickly as possible before anyone around would notice.

“Strongest!” she squealed and Muyiwa laughed hard before taking her up the stairs bridal style with her bag still in his hand, not bothered about the amazed onlookers. Ronke hid her face in his broad chest.

“Is Ronke shy?” Muyiwa asked teasingly as they climbed the stairs, and the girls in her hostel stared at the couple dreamily.

“Leave me along joor.”

Her reply was muffled because she wouldn’t raise her head.

Her roommates were not in her room when she got in, but she had her own key. She had meant to surprise them so she had only told them Muyiwa was bring her, but did not specify time. Muyiwa set her down so she could unlock her door and took her bag in after her.

“I’m sure you’re hungry… I doubt you ate this morning.”

Ronke smiled and nodded slowly, and Muyiwa grinned. He walked up to her and grabbed both her hands. She looked at their feet instead.

“I’m never going to hurt you ever again… and that means no secrets either.”

She looked at him in surprise. “No secrets?”

Muyiwa nodded. “It’s what got us into that mess in the first place.”

Ronke swallowed hard. She had to take advantage of the moment.

“That means you’d tell me why you’re as strong as you are… without killing me?”





  1. From my previous comment i was thinking “womb wiped out” means a total removal meaning she’d be forever barren, i’m in doubt now? *scratchinghead

    Talking about special treatment for falling sick i always enjoy the attention that comes from it when i was much younger, I get to be pampered and lured to eat unusual nice meals and lucozade boost, asides the feverish feeling that’s the good side of falling sick.

    Muyiwa and Ronke’s love story got like “I want to love ooo *Lyrics”

    I’m of opinion that no matter how open you are in a relationship (of any kind)…some things are just meant to be secret, no?

    I’m doing well today…moving to the next one

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