Letter To My Girlfriend - Season 1 - Episode 4

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Letter To My Girlfriend - Season 1 - Episode 4

Of course Cynthia understood the person Joyce was talking about. She looked down portraying the character that shows: ‘Let me think’. She looked up at Joyce again and said, “I don’t really know him”“Is okay” Joyce replied and began to whine up the glass.

“Excuse me, ma” Cynthia interrupted. “I hope there is no problem”
“Oh, no, no problem” Joyce replied smiling, then drove out. She was a gentle and nice a girl too which was one of the reasons he loved Nath at first sight. As she drove, he thought on how to see him again. “I will probably see him when i come back here. I’m so stupid, why didn’t i take his number?” she concluded in thought.
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Mrs Williams walked down majestically from the stairs wearing an expensive attire. She frowned her face when she saw Mento discussing with her husband but her face brightened when she drew closer.

“Hey, ehyo, Mumcy” Mento stood up and gave her a motherly hug. “Good day ma’am” she added as he disengaged himself.

“How are you, Mento?” Mrs Williams sat beside her husband.

“Yo, I’m good mehn. I have been waiting for Joyce but she’s not yet here”

“She has gone to see her friend but she will be back soon” Mrs Williams looked at her husband who suddenly lost interest on the conversation.

“Yo, i can’t wait to see my damsel, mehn”

“She will be back” Mrs Williams gave a weak smile.

Just at that moment, Joyce arrived, she disdained Mento’s car outside before enterin the sittingroom. She greeted her parents with smiled on her face then turned to Mento who couldn’t believe her beauty.

“Good day, Mento”

“Yo, baby, good day. You kept me waiting why? You see my little angel, back in the state, no one keeps Mento Josh waiting mehn”


Joyce glanced at her parents who weren’t saying anything but smiling unwillingly. “I’m sorry for keeping you waiting”

“Yo, baby” Mento looked at Mr Williams. “Please sir, can you give me the go ahead order to take my damsel out?”

“Of course, you can” Mr Williams replied.

“Dad?” Joyce looked at him. “I don’t want to go out. Even though i have to, not with him”

“Why baby?” Mento questioned.

“I said I’m not going out with you!” she stood up and began to walk upstairs.

“Joyce, come back here!” the father shouted but she kept moving until they heard the sound of her door b@nged closed.

“What’s going on here mehn?” Mento stood up with his hands stretched in confusion.

“Uh.. Mento, you need to try again letter” Mr Williams said with a calmed voice.

“Try again later? Mehn, I’m damn tired of those words! I tried to call my friend with a local network called MTN and all i could hear was ‘try again later’. And you are here telling me to try again later too. Mehn! This is demn serious!” he walked out angrily as Mr And Mrs Williams stared at him. The 2pac music began to blast loudly again as he drove off.

“You better settle anything you have with Josh because i can’t tolerate this boy’s nonsense again” Mrs Williams told her husband. She hissed and walked upstairs.
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#THE_NEXT_DAY

Nath resumed his work as a mechanic not too far from his habitat. It was another boring day without a customer. He sat at the centre of the shop made with wood and planks as the roof. It has neither a window nor a door. Nath covered his face with a hat as he slept on a wooden chair. Suddenly, Cynthia saw him as she was passing. On her hand was a sack bag and she wore a yellow fairy gown. “Is that not the guy i helped yesterday?” she thought. She stared at him for a long time and continued her journey. But her heart couldn’t let her be, she stopped again then began to go back walking into the shop. She didn’t know what she was doing but she had the feelings to talk to him. As she silently wanted to enter the shop, she mistakenly matched a metal which woke Nathaniel up.

“Uh.. I’m sorry” Cynthia said breathing heavily.

Nath didn’t say anything at first, he tried to put away the sleepy eyes and recognise who the person was. “How are you?” he asked.

“I’m fine… Sorry for waking you up” Cynthia turned sharply to go.

“Wait!” Nath interrupted her standing on his feet. “What’s your name?”

“No, don’t worry, i wanted to know if you can fixt our door before i realised you are a mechanic not a carpenter” Cynthia neglected the question.

“Is okay, i will still like to know your name” Nath persuaded but she kept quiet feeling her heartbeat. “Your face looks like the person that helped me yesterday. Let me use this opportunity to thank you again”

“Is okay, is nothing. You are welcome”

Cynthia turned again to go but Nath interrupted her.


“What of your name?”

“My name is Cynthia. Cynthia Morgan”

“Alright” Nath smiled. “Come and sit down nah, the sun is too hot for your complexion”


Cynthia smiled, “I want to enter a cab” she said.

“That’s the main reason why you should sit and wait for one”

Cynthia kept smiling. As she was contemplating whether to sit or not, Joyce, whose car had a fault on her way arrived…
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To Be Continued…………