Oga Landlord - S01 E39 (Story Episode)

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Oga Landlord - S01 E39 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 39

Na God enabled me escape from them that day, my name was automatically transformed from Oga Landlord to honourable.

Wetin money nofit do.

Ugochukwu: who and you do smackdown, this one you are sweating?

Me: na all these my tenants oh, na escape I escape if not. By now I for don die oh!

Ugochukwu: you don dey talk about die now? when the real death na a Month away.

Me: I no understand, come.. come… wetin you mean by real death, hope is not what am thinking oh!

Ugochukwu: hope say you nodey think say na me go kill you, when assassin Okoye dey wait for you.

Me: forget that thing, when we reach that bridge we go cross am.

I took my towel and took a nice bath, we started watching movie contemplating on what to eat that evening, cooking wasn’t an option me. ‘Cause I no even get strength to boil garri water sef, but if you bring am I get strength to eat. And Ugochukwu was so engrossed with the movie he is watching.

Me: guy! we no go eat today again? time don dey enter seven p.m oh!

Ugochukwu: I go eat na, you dey on fast?

Me: wetin you wan come eat when you no cook? or you don dey chop raw meats.

Ugochukwu: oh! oh!! I resemble your chef? you better enter that kitchen cook soup oh, I be visitor.

Me: for which legal paper wey them write say visitors nodey cook?

My stomach started aching funny, like the worms are singing national anthem to arise for food or hunger reaction, I was so vexed when a knock landed on the door.

Me: I shout angrily na who be that?

Voice: no vex, na me honourable?

Me: who you be na the question, your papa skip to give you name.

Voice: my mother say make I give you this plate of goat meats pepper soup.

Me: forget about your name, enter biko… The door is not locked.

She entered wearing bumshort and singlet, she didn’t wear bra because her perky ni-pples were pushing on the soft fabric making the shape of her rounded bre*asts obvious.

Faith: smiling honourable good evening. she drop the plate of the table

Me: fine evening Ugochukwu start looking at her like she be the plate of the pepper soup

Ugochukwu: ehnnn… girl you are so beautiful, are you an angel with name?

Me: Faith, your mama dey call you. Come and be going.

She was hesitant but finally accepted when I threatened her.

Ugochukwu: which kind bad market you be na?

Me: I send you message you no gree go.

We were still on the pepper soup when another knock landed, it was fried rice and meats. We collect that one devour too, another one come again garri and egusi soup. Before one person come carry em bad belle come with beans and ripe plantain, we chase am go back.

Before I sleep that name, my belle big pass the normal size, I nofit even turn place am for bed.

We slept up with heavy stomachs.

Voice: harsh voice hey hey!
I opened my eyes slowly slowly taking in vision, I saw a masked man pointing a gun at my face with his finger placed in the middle of his mouth. I be wan shout sha…

Me: sir, sir… Please… Don’t kill me.

Mask man: are you a honourable or not?

Me: noooooooooo!

I wake up on the floor with throbbing pains while Ugochukwu sat on the bed staring at me.

Ugochukwu: you never even do the screening, political madness don attack you for sleep.

Me: the room was looking bright day don break?

Ugochukwu: no, God on generator for night.