Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

Episode 6 years ago

Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

It was so hard convincing Naza that the knicker Chidimma wore wasn’t the one she bought for me and worse still that the one she gave me was back at school and so I can’t bring it out as proof. Shaa she believed me not because she wanted to believe me but because my explanations were interrupting her movie. Amara iced the cake when she came home and asked if I helped her wash those uniforms, Chidimma had obviously tipped her off. Chinaza had no choice than to believe me.

Well the missed call was from my baby bear, Chinecherem. I called her back later in the night, after Naza was gone. I lashed her for almost ruining my day. She informed me that she was at my school..


“Which my school? Do I own a school?” I asked, totally confused.

“Baby, I’m at Unizik. I came to see you,” she said and giggled.

“Hian, so where are you now that I am not around?” I asked assuming she was kidding.

“At a friend’s house, will you come and see me?” she asked.

“Wait, who did you tell your people that you came to see?”

“Chinaza naa, are you coming?”
I evaluated my pocket and found out it could accommodate one more reckless spending, if only my mother would pay for the transportation. So we fixed a date for the next day. It was a Sunday and flexing was allowed and Chinecherem was just the perfect girl.

“Mummy see, I need to pick that thing up urgently and I don’t think daddy will agree to give me transport money for me to go and come back,” I explained to my mother after service the next day.

“And it’s me that will give you my car to go and come back naa?”

“Mummy naa, shebi I will be coming back today,” I said with a frown.

“What happened to the other small car?” she asked.

“Mum which car, the beetle?” I asked and she nodded. That was the old modeled beetle, the one we call ike mbe. Nobody has moved that car for close to 2 years since I used it for learning how to drive.

“Ah ah, mummy. That car? Road safety will just tow me and the car away if they jam me.”

“You and your brother just want to finish that car for me. Today it’s Willie, tomorrow it’s you,” she complained.

“Mummy this is my first time of touching that car, Willie has been the only one enjoying it naa.”

“Okay, I will give you money for transport,” she offered.

“No, I need car.”

“Must it be car? I thought you said the reason you needed the car was because your father will not give you money for transport?” she asked.

“No, I just remembered the bag I am picking up. I can’t carry it.”

I won the argument. She let me have the car and I hugged her. I imagined myself speeding off all by myself with Chinecherem beside me,
romancing my hands. Heck, I might even have a go at her in the car.