Must Read: Ibo Boy Wey Like Yoruba

Episode 6 years ago

Must Read: Ibo Boy Wey Like Yoruba

I tried to sleep that nite but couldn’t, soon it would be morning and i haven’t winked a sleep. As i lay on my bed i recalled that this same incident took my room mate’s life in my university days. Mike was stuborn. Robbers came to our room and he refused giving them his laptop, claiming he was a “bagga” and that he can’t be submisive to “ordinary” robbers.

The robbers wasn’t ordinary, they were with g*uns. I was a “bagga” also but i took the wise decision and did whatever they commanded. They shot Mike on his chest point blank, we tried to rush him to the hospital but we couldn’t get a cab quickly bcos it was very late at nite. “Aro Mikoh” as he was fondly called gave up the ghost.

Since Aro Miroh died i have been seeing him in my dreams bcos he was not önly my “fratanal brother” but was the “blood brother” i never had.

After he died we heard rumours that he had a quarel with a “black axe” guy who promised to deal with him seriously.

Since then i feared robbers so much, i just don’t know why. Now see what my fears has caused me.

Just then i remembered my phone was gone, my SIM was gone too. “how i go take get my contacts back now?” i asked myself. “Juliet, her number don go b dat, and i tell her say i go call her for mid-nite call this nite” i said to myself as i tried to catch some sleep.