MAY 5, 2013 was Onyinyechi Orakwuelum’s 18th birthday. It was a day
she turned an adult, going by the Nigerian constitution but it had left a
tragic mark in her life. It was a day she was pushed into committing an
act she had never imagined. She could perform. It was a day she
allegedly stabbed a 19-year-old boy, Akinwale Ayobami, who she claimed
wanted to rape her, to death.
The teenager, Orakwuklum, who is currently being held at the State
Criminal Investigation Department (SCID), Iyaganku, Ibadan, where the
homicide section is trying to unravel the mystery of how the story of
the two classmates turned round, and led to the death of one of them.
Narrating her story, she said “ I am from Nkwele Ogidi in Anambra. I
finished from Saint Gabriel Commercial Secondary School, Mokola, Ibadan,
in 2011 but I am yet to have a result that will qualify me for
university education. I have registered for this year’s NECO.
“The deceased was my mate in secondary school but I didn’t know him,
closely because he was in commercial class with my friend, Funmbi,
while I was in Arts class. Ayobami didn’t finish from Saint Gabriel as
he left for another school.
“My parents moved to our personal house at Ologuneru community in
Ibadan, so I lost contact with my friends. One day, my mother came home
and told me that she saw my friend, Funmbi, and that they had also
moved to Ologuneru. I was happy and we reunited. She later gained
admission into a university. In April this year, she came to me and
asked if I remembered Ayobami, who was popularly called Ewizzy. She said
they chatted on facebook and that he told her that he was also living
at Ologuneru, and had asked her to meet him at a junction so that she
could know his place.
“I told her that I could not recollect the name so she went alone.
The next time she wanted to go there, she asked me to follow her. I
initially refused, but she persuaded me. We got there and saw him. His
girlfriend was also there, lying on a couch. We relived our secondary
school days and he later requested for my number since we were living in
the same area. I gave him.
“We left and not too long after, he called me, saying that he had
been calling Funmbi’s number but it was switched off. He said he wanted
to know if I had got home. Funmbi was beside me then so she also
answered because her phone battery had gone flat by then.
“Since then, I did not hear from him, though there was a day I missed
his call, but I could not call him back as I had no credit on my phone.
“On my birthday on May 5, I went to help a lady in our neighbourhood
after coming back from church. When I checked my phone late , I saw
Ayobami’s call among others that I had missed. I called him back and
while chatting, I told him that day was my birthday . He congratulated
me and said it was worth celebrating. I told him I was only marking it.
“He asked where I was and I said Ologuneru, he then asked me to join
him at Ologuneru junction. I went there at about 7p.m. and I saw him
come out of a beer parlour. I didn’t know that he was already drunk. On
getting to his apartment, he took me through the back door. When I
asked why, he said the lock on the front door was bad so he locked it
with a padlock.
“I told him I preferred to sit outside because it was pitch dark
inside. He opened the front door and I went in. We put on torchlights. I
made a call to a friend while he was busy on his laptop. Later, he made
a call to his mother. We started discussing about school days again and
he then went to the kitchen and offered me water. I told him I was
o.k. and he went into the kitchen again.”
It was at that point that Onyinyechi said the story changed. She
narrated further: “He came back and locked the front door with a
padlock. I asked him why he did that but he just sat beside me and said
he wanted to date me. I even thought he was joking, and I replied that
‘is that what we came here to do?’ but he told me he was very serious.
As he moved closer, I perceived a strong smell of alcohol, then I knew
he was drunk.
“I asked again: ‘AY, are you drunk?’ he replied that he was not
drunk, saying he meant what he said. I told him I could not date him and
he replied that if I could not date him, then he must have sex with me
before I leave. I told him to open the door for me to leave but he said I
was not going anywhere. I started pleading but he did not yield.
“The next thing he did was to pull off his trousers and I knew I was
in trouble because I could see he was aroused. He told me I could see
that he was in mood for sex and that he must have his way. I opened the
sliding window screaming ‘somebody, please help me!, Somebody, please,
save me!’. He came there, slapped me, drew me back and locked the
window. I started running round the sitting room and he was pursuing me.
“He went to the kitchen and brought a knife, warning me not to waste
his time. He threatened to do something nasty to me if I did not yield
to him after counting from one to 10. He had said before that he loved
his mother so I begged him in the name of his mother, he did not yield
ground. I begged him in the name of God but he said he left God a long
time ago and that he was serving Ogun. He showed me the picture of a
bird hanged on the wall and said that was the symbol of his god. I also
told him I was having my menses but he said I should allow him to do
what he wanted to do, saying that if his friends should meet me in the
house, they would take their turns with me.
“He lit a cigarette and started smoking. He started his countdown but
I knelt and was pleading. As he got to eight, I screamed the more but
he rushed at me and started struggling with me to remove the bum shorts I
was wearing underneath my long dress. In the process, he dropped the
knife, and at that moment of intense fear, I picked the knife and waved
it at him in the darkness. The next thing I heard was Yee! O ti gun mi
(Oh! You have stabbed me). I stood up, shivering. I searched for my
phone because the entire place was in topsy-turvy. Throughout the
struggling, no one responded among his neighbours, though he had earlier
said that no one would respond to me as they regard the occupants of
his flat as ‘Dons’ who are dreaded.
“I reported at home and we went to the police station to report. By
the time we got back to the house, he was dead. It was in the morning
that it was seen clearly that the knife pierced his heart.”
Sunday Tribune gathered that the deceased’s mother had been so
distraught about his death that she had been calling for justice to be
done to her son’s killer. She was said to be separated from the boy’s
father and had remarried and given birth to other children while Ayobami
was the only child she had for the father. Police investigations also
revealed that the man Ayobami was living with in the flat was not
related to him.
Confirming the report, the police image maker in Oyo State, DSP Olabisi Clet-Ilobanafor said.
Reacting to the story, the Assistant Commissioner of police in charge
of the Criminal Investigation Department, Iyaganku, ACP Dasuki
Galadanchi said the matter was still being investigated.
“There is no witness yet to support the suspects’ story. On the side
too, dead bodies cannot talk. There was no witness on the side to
corroborate whether there was an attempted rape or not.”
“In line with the police strategy of the Inspector General of police
which encourages openness, transparency and accountability, we will go
deeper into investigations and get to the root of the matter. If she’s
found culpable, she’ll be charged to court accordingly. We are for
justice.”
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