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Abisolina
Student @ Adekunle Ajasin University,Akungba Akoko Ondo State.Nigeria.
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My Friendly Enemy Chp X
<p><br/></p><p>Chapter Ten: Welcome to My Home</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Our reunion at the summit rekindled something I had thought time had buried forever.</p><p>For the next few weeks, Andrew and I spoke almost every day. Sometimes we talked about business, sometimes about our childhood, and other times we laughed over memories that only the two of us could understand.</p><p>"Do you remember the mango tree?" I asked during one of our phone conversations.</p><p>Andrew laughed.</p><p>"How could I forget? That's where you promised you'd come looking for me if we ever got separated."</p><p>"And I kept that promise."</p><p>"So did I."</p><p>There was a brief silence.</p><p>"You know," I continued, "our wives are beginning to think we're exaggerating these childhood stories."</p><p>Andrew chuckled.</p><p>"Mine said the same thing yesterday."</p><p>"Then let's settle it."</p><p>"How?"</p><p>"Bring your family to Abuja this weekend."</p><p>There was a pause on the other end.</p><p>"You mean it?"</p><p>"Of course I do."</p><p>"You've never met my wife or son, and I've never met yours. It's about time our families knew each other."</p><p>Andrew laughed.</p><p>"I was actually thinking of inviting you first."</p><p>"Well, I've beaten you to it."</p><p>"Alright."</p><p>"So, is that a yes?"</p><p>"It's a yes."</p><p>"Good. I'll send you my home address."</p><p>"And don't worry," Andrew joked. "We won't overstay our welcome."</p><p>"You couldn't if you tried."</p><p>After ending the call, I leaned back in my chair with a smile.</p><p>It felt good to have my best friend back.</p><p><br/></p><p>Saturday arrived sooner than expected.</p><p>From early morning, my wife, Bukunmi, had transformed the house into a hive of activity.</p><p>The chefs were busy in the kitchen preparing different delicacies. The aroma of jollof rice, fried rice, peppered chicken, grilled fish, and assorted pastries filled every corner of the mansion.</p><p>The housekeepers polished every surface until it sparkled.</p><p>Fresh flowers were arranged in elegant vases.</p><p>Even my twin daughters refused to sit still.</p><p>"Daddy!" one of them shouted excitedly.</p><p>"When is your friend coming?"</p><p>"Soon," I replied with a smile.</p><p>"Is he really your best friend?"</p><p>"The very first one I ever had."</p><p>"Will he play with us?"</p><p>I laughed.</p><p>"I think he's coming to visit me."</p><p>The second twin folded her arms.</p><p>"Then we'll borrow him."</p><p>Their innocence reminded me so much of Andrew and me when we were children.</p><p>Around noon, the security intercom buzzed.</p><p>"Sir," the chief security officer announced, "Mr. Ikebukwu and his family have arrived."</p><p>A smile spread across my face.</p><p>"They're here."</p><p>I walked outside just as a black SUV drove slowly into the compound.</p><p>The vehicle came to a gentle stop.</p><p>Andrew stepped out first.</p><p>The moment he saw me, he opened his arms.</p><p>"CEO!"</p><p>I laughed.</p><p>"You still remember that nickname?"</p><p>"How could I ever forget?"</p><p>We embraced warmly.</p><p>He then turned toward the passenger side.</p><p>"My wife."</p><p>A beautiful woman in an elegant blue dress stepped out, wearing a warm smile.</p><p>"Clement," Andrew said proudly, "meet my wife, Chinelo."</p><p>I greeted her warmly.</p><p>"It is a pleasure to finally meet you."</p><p>"The pleasure is mine," she replied politely. "I've heard so much about you."</p><p>Andrew then opened the rear door.</p><p>A cheerful little boy climbed out.</p><p>"This is our son, Ethan."</p><p>The boy greeted respectfully.</p><p>"Good afternoon, Uncle."</p><p>I smiled.</p><p>"You're very welcome."</p><p>Just then, my wife walked out of the house.</p><p>She smiled warmly as she approached us.</p><p>"Andrew..."</p><p>He turned.</p><p>"This is my wife, Bukunmi," I said proudly.</p><p>Andrew shook her hand.</p><p>"It's an honour to finally meet the woman who stole my friend's heart."</p><p>Everyone laughed.</p><p><br/></p><p>"So where are my friend's beautiful princesses." <span style="background-color: transparent;">His eyes softened as he asked of  them.</span></p><p>"They're inside,impatiently waiting for you guys."</p><p>"Ahhh,ahhhhh." He laughed but fo<span style="background-color: transparent;">r a brief second, something flickered across his face.</span></p><p>It disappeared so quickly that I dismissed it as nothing.</p><p>Perhaps admiration.</p><p>Perhaps surprise.</p><p>Or perhaps... <span style="background-color: transparent;">Something else.</span></p><p>I had no reason to question it.</p><p>Not after everything we had shared.</p><p>I placed my hand on his shoulder.</p><p>"Come inside."</p><p>"This house is your house."</p><p>Andrew looked around the magnificent mansion before smiling.</p><p>"I've missed you, my brother."</p><p>I smiled back without hesitation.</p><p>"I've missed you too."</p><p>As we walked into the house with our wives and child chatting happily, I felt complete.</p><p>The little boy who had once cried beneath a mango tree had finally welcomed his best friend back into his life.</p><p>I believed God had restored what time had stolen from us.</p><p>I didn't know...</p><p>I had just opened the doors of my home... To<span style="background-color: transparent;"> the man who would one day destroy my peace.</span></p>

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