Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 89
That was cheating. As if it was possible for two
persons to share a phone.
But i complained not, neither did Man, afterall our
hands weren’t the hands that stole it.
All the phones were expensive, that i wondered
how those motor park touts operated such
expensive phones. Well, they weren’t the real
owners, neither were we. The real owners
weren’t those that bought the phones at first,
the real owners were to come. Infact the real
ownership is unending. Until it gets to the “final
looter”.
Untill then, the owners of the Nokia camera phone
were Man and Flow.
“una wicked oh, see as una take better phone com
give me and Man this r’ubbish camera phone, e no
good oh” I complained. What i never knew was
that that phone would be the Goose that would lay
us a Golden egg in the nearest future.
“Tupac take this 5k, minus am for the money wey i
dey owe your” Man offered Tupac.
“make we gamble na” Brainbox suggested and they
started gambling.
I knew somebody’s share of the loot would soon go
down the drain. My prayer was that it shouldn’t
be my crony Brainbox. On a second thought, it
would be better for him to lose it, afterall he had
paid his 33k.
Knowing that gambling was tempting, i hurriedly
left the room to avoid Super story. Man joined
me.
“guy the phone get bluetooth oh” Man noticed as
he accessed the phone.
I cared not whether the phone had greentooth or
yellowtooth, or even if it was toothless, all i cared
about at that moment was that i needed some
weed.
“make we go Paapa place na” I suggested.
“guy no worry, i carry weed for my pocket, make
we go backyard go smoke am” Man said.
We got to the dirty backyard, sat down and
started wrapping our weed.
Suddenly i heard, “sutu uwe gi”, it was a female
voice. A familiar one at that.
“sutu uwe gi” i could now figure that it was Kate’s
voice.
My brain was sharp enough to know that “Sutu
uwe gi” literally means “remove your clothes”.
That meant a man was about to remove his
clothes, or so i tot.
I was anxious to know who the man was, and how
the f”ucking would look like, so i tiptoed towards
Kate’s window, Man followed behind.
To our greatest surprise, we saw no man but two
women.
Mama Ejima and Kate.
Mama Ejima was kneeling down. Maybe she was
pleading for something as i could see she wore a
“pity” face. Or maybe not.
“anunam nunu, sutu uwe gi” Kate said. That was
when it dawned on me that Mama Ejima was
actually pleading.
“anunam nunu” means “i have heard you”. Kate
was an indigene of Owerri North local
government, so was Mama Ejima, that was why
they both loved conversing with Owerri dialet. A
dialet that sounded like Efik.
As Mama Ejima started u’ndressing, i was
wondering what her offence was that would
warant her to u’ndress before she would be
pardoned.
The drama started.
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