Countless - S01 E04 (Story Episode)

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Countless - S01 E04 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

From what I’ve seen in the sitting room so far, I was able to guess the financial status of their parents. They are exquisitely rich.

I keep on thinking of what will happen if Joke turns out to be an agent of Ugliness. Should I pretend as if am okay with her appearance and murder all ties with her once I get home? Or should I just play along? Atleast if not for anything but for her parents status. Recession no go kill me nau.

After what seems like 20mins, I was starting to get suspicious of everything. Number one. Why won’t she use her picture as profile pics on Facebook instead of wordy pics?

Number two. Why can’t she receive me at the gate herself?
Number three. Whats taking her so…’

“Hi” A very cool voice called me out of my thoughts. I quickly glance towards the direction and what I saw was very heartbreaking.

Behold Joke, the lady that have earned the last four weeks of my attention on a wheelchair. Unrivalled beauty runs across her round face but she was sitting beautifully on a wheelchair. Her legs were there. But I couldn’t fathom the reason why she can’t walk.

From her navel region upwards, she is arguably much more beautiful than her sister, but the only thing that could have made her standout proudly among her peers are missing. Legs.

“Hi…..there”. I replied slowly with a placcid smile, not wanting to show my disapointment.

“am sorry for keeping you waiting. I was having a difficult time trying to get here.”
‘Ofcos.’ I thought.

“It is alright, I was even beginning to think maybe Gawd doesn’t want to allow one of his angels to see me, you would have met me on my knees if you hadn’t show up the time you did.” I watched her blush a little before I extended my hand for a handshake.

“Nice to meet you Joke.”
“A pleasure Darous.” She reciprocated the gesture. She wheeled herself to the single seater sofa opposite me and asked her sister that just brought me a glass cup of fruit juice to help her get on the sofa after she’d handed me my drinks.

“easy there. Please can I help?” I inquired.

“noo. You don’t have to. I can handle her, just enjoy your drinks.” Her sister replied softly.
“You know, you haven’t tell me your name.” I asked after dropping the empty cup on the table.

“Me?” her sister asked, turning around and aiming her index finger at her chest with a questioning look on her face.
“Yes na, or I no fit know your name?”.

“ofcos you can, am sorry.” She replied

“you just led me here without introducing yourself to me,…”.
“don’t mind my little sister jare.” Joke interrupted. “her mind’s been preoccupied lately.” She concluded.

“oh that..Let me guess…Arsenal spoilt her ticket.?”

“ahah.” Her sister laughed. “I don’t play bet atall. Not after our houseboy ran away after loosing all the money Mummy gave him to enrol himself at a tuition center on…Virtuality game…”.

“it is virtual, not virtuality, and I would have also done the same too.”.

“you also play bet? Or how do you know about it?” Joke queried.

Why would she want to know that? Its not as if am going to continue this complicated relationship once am out of here. But I decided to be fair to her so I answered.

“nope, i don’t play bet, I also witnessed what it can do to someone, after a certain friend of mine, collected a microfinance loan. His stupidity got the better of him when he took all the money to a betting house. He ran mad after two days…its a sorry case.” I ended awfully.

“oh….thats a very tragic one..”. Joke said.

‘Time to stop playing hide and seek. Lets get straight to the point.’ I thought.

“when will your parents be back?.” I directed that to the two of them.

“dad is on a business trip and mum will be back any moment from five.” Said the younger sister. I checked the time and it was almost five already. I saw the need to quickly say my goodbyes before their Mum comes back and start asking me marital questions.

“ok guys.. Its been fun with you and as much as I would have loved to stay and hangout with you till Jesus comes, am sorry I have to go.” I paused to see their reactions, and getting none, I continued.”I have a match at 5.30 and its very important I get there on time…”
“Wow..do you play football?”.asked the younger sister.

“Hmmmm…yes.. I play football.”
“ok. Just be safe. When next are you coming to see me? So that we can discuss fully, you know, we haven’t talk about us yet.” Joke asked what seems like a trivial question to me.

What kind of person does she take me for? Am too young to get tied down to one…sorry to say, disabled beauty like her.
“I can’t tell, but I will get in touch.” I gave them both a handshake and made for the door.

“maybe I should come and know your place tomorrow.” I instantly turned back to know who just spoke.. Guess who…its Joke.

“no…You don’t have to bother yourself pls.” I replied and reached for the door.

“She said what if I come instead? To your place?” The younger sister inquired.
Well you can guess my reply.