Must Read: me, the girls & my guys dem - Season 1 - Episode 39

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Must Read: me, the girls & my guys dem - Season 1 - Episode 39

Happiness was screaming, she was cvmming.
“na who the shout for that bush” the voice brought her back from wherever she went to. She quickly pulled up her skirt and straightened her shirt. I stood there my nake.d from waist to toe. I had removed my iron boxers.

“my dad” she whispered, her eyes popping out of its soccet.

“no my forefathers” i replied shivering.

“but you said he went to work?” we were speaking in hush tone.

“yes i th… ”

“i say who be that? Happiness bring my matchet come” he shouted. If only he knew that his daughter had just been bleeped.

He hovered around the bush. As he was about going something happened.

A green snake emerged from the thicket close to happiness and we jumped up and ran out of the bush shouting “snake snake”.

I forgot wearing my boxer and ran out of the bush.my d!c.k dangling happily. Common! It had just been fed.

Shocked was expressed on landlord’s face. I thought he wouldnt do anything. How wrong was i.
He ran inside his house. I thought he wanted to bring his cutlass so we could kill the snake.
I also dashed into my house, wore a boxer came out. I picked a stone to help stone the snake.
Mr landlord came out with two glistening matchet sorry swords. Firmly held in his two hands as if going to war.

I started laughing.

“oga na only snake you carry two sword come kill” i laughed hesterically.

I saw landlord (ill be calling him oga take note.) bending down in his frontage. He was shouting “on your mark, get set, ready, go” he sprinted an olympic race towards me.

I was surprised to see him running that kind race. He ran pass usain bolt. An old man for that matter.

What surprised me was that he was supposed to be running to the bush to kill the snake but instead he was running to me.

I stopped laughing when he was getting nearer. I reluctantly turned my head to the back to check if the snake was at my back. I only saw the wall.

He was getting nearer. I could see his face clearly, exactly that of adamu. Just an older version. But how can an oldman run as fast as this.

I needed no interpreter to tell me that the cutlasses and race was for me and my head was sure going to be his medal. Dont know if gold or silver or bronze. Am black so i guess my worth as a medal is block of charcoal. That was going to be his medal if he catch me. I dared not wait to be made a medal as i was not invited to the olympics.

The only word on my mind was “run run” even my d!c.k was all about its safety as it interpreted the meaning of run to me, incase i didnt comprehend.

I ran like a madman. I looked back and saw a cutlass flung at me. I screamed as it sharped end narrowly missed my medulla oblangata and the edge of the wooden handle landed on my oblangata.

The force which the thing hit me sent me full nitro as i ran out of the compound screaming “oga o oga o”.

Surely the old man could not only run, he could throw a javelin as well. That could fetch him two medals for his dear country.

“toto go kill you one day” my mind said.

“no worry i go sorry we go repent ” my d!c.k replied.

I ran into the streets, my heels hitting my head. I ran screaming. I saw people pursuing me. They thought i was madman. I ran down to joe’s street. I raced across the road. Heading to joe’s house.

Some people had retreated. But one particular guy was still pursuing me. I stretched his hands and i dodged. He fell flat on the tar road.

I recognized him at once, he was cockroach.

Getting to joe’s house, it was locked. I knocked.
“who be dat? ” he asked.

I shivered, how will i confront him now?

I wanted to run down the street again, by i found my self answering.

“na me your guy wey you fvck up”.

“na you? blue…” he opened the door.

I stared at him anger and hatred burning in me.
I felt like giving him a punch, but i couldnt.

“guy a a abeg no vex i no know sa say na you” he stamered. Why was he stammering? I guess he saw anger in my eyes and the saw the scars that remained. ”ahh abeg come in. That day matter i sorry na ella bin do am” he said.

I didnt want to go inside his house. But i had to, atleast make oga(landlord) calm down small before i returned.

I went in and sat on his smelly sofa, nose held high. His chairs were always dirty. Coupled with the fact that he like having s-x on sofa. It was no news that anyone one that sits on it must i repeat must go home with a skin infection.

I sat with great caution. He started begging saying he was sorry and all those stuff. I forgave him, but he knew that our friendship ill never be as before. I have a free mind and dont like holding grudges at people.

We discussed other things. I told him what made me run to his house and he couldnt help laughing out his lungs.

He laughed shaking like an elipesy patient. I feared he will have a heart attack.

Suddenly ella emerged from the inner room, towel tied around her b.o0b.s.

“honey am ready for round two” she shouted from inside. Joe was engrossed in our discussion, he didnt hear her.