Must Read: A Simple Life On Paper - Season 1 - Episode 4

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Must Read: A Simple Life On Paper - Season 1 - Episode 4

It goes without saying that her kind gesture was a topic
of jest in the office. She had become Mike’s wife as the
other guys (apart from Emeka and Greg) put it.

The poking didn’t bother me. I was too busy enjoying my
fried rice, chicken and yogurt. I had a smile on my face
like the cat that ate the canary. She blushed (well, the
Nigerian version of blushing) when we made eye contact.

I knew I had to say something after work.

By four o’clock that evening, only three of us were left in
the office. I, Emeka and Uzomaka sat facing our different
workstations. I guess Emeka was using the work I had
given him two weeks ago to make sure he left with
Uzomaka. She was working on something I had given
her in the morning and I was working on something my
boss gave me an hour ago. The rest went home as soon
as they had cleared their desks.

I finished my work and started packing up my bag.

Knowing that I had to lock up the office and hand over
the key to a security guard, Uzi (her nickname) started
doing the same. Emeka however was taking his sweet
time at his work. I took a second from packing up to tell
him to pack up before he followed suit.

On our way downstairs, Emeka blurt out a question.”

What are your intentions for my sister?” It came as a
demand with an undertone of desperation.

I stopped
walking. She did too. I stretched out my hand, held hers,
and pulled her o my side. Looked at her, smiled, looked
at him and said “my intentions towards this lovely lady
are absolutely NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS”. She couldn’t
fight back the chuckle that hit her. We went on talking
about work related stuff (with her) before she went into
the car that had come to pick her up, he sped off in his
and I took a cab home…as usual.

I got home and got a text. It was from my bank.

I had got
half a million naira deposited into my account from the
caretaker. I wanted to scream! I had to comport myself
and call the landlord to give him the news. After the
usual pleasantries, he asked me if I had been reimbursed
by the caretaker. I was surprised that he was not
surprised by the amount they deposited. He even went
further by telling me that week long renovations on
Tinuke’s apartment were going to start the next day.

He asked that I should help keep an eye on the progress of
the work whenever I got the chance as a favour to him.

Let’s face it, if someone gave you half a million naira;
you would automatically owe him at least two favours.

I only spent a hundred and fifty thousand naira on the
renovations!

The following morning, I got a knock on my door. It was
a guy who introduced himself as the contractor that was
going to renovate the apartment across from mine. He
gave me a spare key and said his crew would start later
on. He just wanted to give me the keys before I went off
to work.