Countless - S01 E43 (Story Episode)

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Countless - S01 E43 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 43

I now remember her face very well. She’s the mother of the guy that identified my pics at the D.P.O’s office

My mind suddenly started searching for ways in which i can get close to one of her boys.

“mum, ah no like wetin you dey do to me o, why you go dey side Uche na, tell him to give me my ticket” the guy cried out.

“you still talking about the stu*id ticket?…….iye nke ta oji na gbo! Kai un run na aba, katun run na le leh ayan” she lamented in their ibo language, but am sorry, i can’t subtitle it for you in English

“Please be easy on him ma…we are pulling audience already” Nike said amicably probably trying to make the woman realize that she’s already pulling peoples attention towards us

Her words seems to have an effect on the woman as she hesitantly grabbed the young boy and walked away

***

I walked the guy to a nearby apple tree. Nike followed us closely

“dude, you self fvck up o..why you go dey beat your brother na..?” i said as he leaned his back against the tree

He dusted his rumpled trousers and shook his head

“no mind me jare bro…na that idiot cos am na….” he paused

“wetin happen gan self, wetin cause the palava..!” i inquired

“imagine, i gave him 1k to play game for me in Bet9ja shop,” he began. “inside the game, i carry Arsenal to beat crystal palace, Barca to beat Juve, plus some other games. The potential winning na 25k but the idiot come go play another thing, he go carry crystal palace to beat Arsenal and Juve to beat Barca… Shey you understand bro?..” i nodded and he continued

“he come back after playing the game. He give me the ticket, and when ah kon check the potential winning, ah kon see 80k instead of 25k. Na that time i kon see say na another thing he go play for me. I vex for am, i tell him to give me my 1k wey i give am to stake the game.”

“he no come give you?” I cut in agogly

“no, he give me my money and i give him the ticket…”

“wetin kon cause the deadly fight?” Nike asked, probably getting impatient about the whole situation

“the ticket kon come as Crystal palace beat Arsenal and Juve self beat Barca…..”

“you mean the 80 thousand naira ticket won?” Nike asked. He nodded and continued

“I come tell him to come collect the 1k, that he should give me my ticket, but the idiot no wan give me…he talk say shebi i don reject am and he don pay me”

“why should he gi….” Nike said, obviously wanted to blame the guy, but i cut in.

“bro, i dey your back jare… Chai! gawd save that brother of yours say ah no quick know say na wetin happen be that.. I for help you collect the ticket from him….abeg no vex” i said farcely.

Nike shot me a sceptical look. I just shrugged it off as the guy responded

“its nothing jare my brother……” he paused. “abeg bro wetin be time?” he asked. I checked my rolex watch and told him what it says in a complicated way

“time na 30 minus 20 divided by 2 minutes to 12’oclock” i answered hedgely

Confusion errupted on his face

“what! Bro na time i ask no be pythagoras theorem na!?” he queried

“just do the maths yourself na…” Nike told him

He shot me a funny look probably trying to solve the equation mentally

After some secs, he busted into laughter.

“bro,…you funny o..you should have just give me a straight answer instead of that one na…….” he said smiling

“nothing comes easy in this country na? Even to check the time na war” i replied

“seriously, you are funny o.. i wish to know you more bro…”

I mentally gave myself a thumbs up. My plan is working. I want to get close to him, but i want him to be the initiator

“Darous, we got to go…its getting sunny” Nike whispered

I leaned over at her and murmured some words to her. She bade the guy a goodbye. he thanked her and she left

I watched him keenly as he followed Nike’s movement with his gaze on her body

“na this area you base?” i asked, snapping him out of his flirty glare

“our house is near that area…just around that corner” he replied.

“alright..i got to go”. I said. Hoping he will stop me.

“wait bro, abeg make i know your name na?”

“Darousmart….but you can just call me Darous” i replied

“hmmmm…you are smart indeed…na only smart niggaz like you fit date posh girls like that one” he said referring to Nike

I feigned blushing and told him that Nike is just like a sister to me

“chineke!” he lamented effusively “bro, i like that girl o…i swear i don dey eye her since she kon separate us…….”

i cut in “you make it sound as if you are ready to dab infront of a moving trailer if she ask you to do so” i said sarcastically

“you don get am bro! Na the fact be that…”

“i can help you talk to her sha…” i replied with a wide grin

“really!” he shouted in utter amazement “bro na me go happy pass….i swear, i go forever remain indebted to you” he said ebulliently

‘hmmmm…. I seriously hope you mean that’. I thought’

“whats your name?” i asked

“Chukwudi..but just…just call me Chucks” he replied smiling

GAME ON!!