AJEGUNLE: The Tale From The Ghetto (By Fikfaknuel) - Season 1 - Episode 7

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AJEGUNLE: The Tale From The Ghetto (By Fikfaknuel) - Season 1 - Episode 7

It was two weeks after Basiru had collected the collected the protection charm, or rather, had it 'drawn' on his body. There was little reports of cult activity in Kirikiri after the alleged threats of the Aro cult. Basiru wondered if the 'warning' stuff was an hoax. It could be nothing, yet, Alani would read meaning into it.

Meanwhile, inside a hotel, about nine young men were drinking alcohol, their bodies being caressed by the hands of scantily dressed girls whose butt0ckz and breasts they fondled roughly. They were in a celebratory mood, but they all became attentive when John Paul, the usually quiet, but most deadly of them all spoke.

"guys, I want yarn una about one man, wey disrespect me"

"wetin we come dey do here? Make we comot him teeth use am play dice nah" one ragged fellow said, his frail stature was illuminated by the disco lights swirling in the air.

"James, cool down. This is a special case, sha...I no wan kill am, I wan just teach am lesson. Dis guy wey I dey talk about nah dat mumu wey we blow smoke for him nose the day wey we gba that truck"

"ehen, wetin the guy do?" another fellow who sat at a corner, kissing a girl and a stick of marijuana at the same time, asked, pushing the girl away, but still on the stick. It was clear what his priorites were.

"In short, make we dey go the house. Spiderman, report!"

A boy who should be about fourteen and the youngest of them all stood from where he sat, and walked to the front where all could see him. Even the almost naked girls paid attention to his movement, their ears were itching for a story. John Paul immediately waved them off, to which they obeyed, albeit with frowning faces. The Spiderman who should have been called spiderboy licked his lips in relish at his rare opportunity to impress his superiors and John Paul, who he respected and worshipped like a god.

"The man is a government worker and he's suppposed to be at home by..." He looked at his watch and smiled at the time it displayed.
"He's supposed to be at home now. He has a wife, who stays up to watch yoruba films till 9pm. The street is a quiet one, and few people should be home now, given that today is vigil. This should be easy, we just..."

"Shut up spiderman, but anyways sha, you try for your analysing. Make JP speak first" James thundered in a 'commendly' manner, familiar to members of the cult. One could scream "Idiot, your father!" as a salutation remark. It was the norm in Ajegunle.

John Paul rose slowly, then gave a gentle pat on spider's head, to which he reacted with a big grin.

"We will pay the family a visit. Once we are inside the house, nobody acts against my orders. We clear?"

"Sure, boss" Each person responded at his own time.

Kikelomo folded her legs in suspense and anticipation. The movie was really wow! She couldn't describe it in better words. She was so immersed in the film that she didn't pick up the sound just outside the door, or notice that the wind hurried into the living room in a scared manner. She only saw a boy knock at the door. He looked harmless.

"sorry ma, my father is your husband's friend at work. He sent me to deliver an urgent message to your husband"

"Urgent? Okay come in" she told the boy.

Spiderman walked in, looking at the house in childly manner, feigning fascination.

Kikelomo went inside to wake her husband, but, she forgot to lock the front door.