Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 91
And Pkc laughed his way out saying; “may God save
you people from I’mmorality”.
“Amen oh!!” we chorused.
“but why you no stop the video to dey play na?” I
said to Man after Pkc left.
“i dey press am e no gree stop to play na” Man
replied and we continued watching the Movie.
As we saw Mama Ejima left Kate’s room walking
towards her room, we stopped watching the Movie
and started whistling. I think i was whistling a
Rap song while Man was whistling Hip hop.
She eyeballed us and walked into her room.
“r’ubbish woman, so your husband wey be Boxer no
fit f”uck you well, mumu woman, na ur fellow
woman you see to F”uck” I was beginning to dislike
her. And Kate also.
About 2minutes later, i saw her walked towards
us.
“go give me that phone” she said as she stood in
front of me.
“yawa don gas oh, but how she take know say we
video them na” I said to myself.
“no be me hold the phone oh” I cried out.
“na who com hold am?” She queried, as i tried
moving my legs to see if they were still alive or
dead, incase i needed them to run. Or raned.
“na Man oh” I pointed at Man.
“your Father Flow, Mama Ejima no be me hold any
phone oh, Flow you dey mad” Man attacked.
“that mean say this woman na w’itch oh, how she
take know say we dey video them?” I asked myself
as i stood up to run. Man stood up also.
“where una wan go?” Mama Ejima queried.
“nowhere, we wan stretch our leg, because we
don sidon since, so we no go get muscle pull” I
answered.
I was now scared of Mama Ejima because
W’itchcraft read in her eyes. I saw fire in her
eyes also. Or so i tot.
Suddenly, Man ran, and as i was about to run, she
grabbed my shirt saying; “u no dey go anywhere,
una don go sell my phone abi, una must bring my
phone oh”.
The beautiful Mama Ejima was more beautiful
when angry. So beautiful that i almost k’issed her
sweet lips.
“but na you i give the phone na, you be thief oh”
she was blessing me with her Saliva as she yelled
at me.
The Saliva of such a beautiful lady could serve as
Honey to my Tea. A Tea i would gladly drink to
stupor.
A closer view of her beautiful face reminded me of
the portrait of “The Mona Lisa” by Leonardo Da
Vinci.
“which phone you give me?” I inquired.
“my Phone wey i give you make you charge for una
house na” She answered.
That was when my dull brain recalled she had
earlier given me her phone to charge in our room,
oweing to the fact that the electrical Junction
box in their room was faulty.
“see as you let me fear, i think say na another
thing you dey talk, leave my shirt jor, your phone
dey, make i go bring am” I said and she let go of
me.
I had called Nas the previous day, and he told me
why he called me late the other night was because
he wanted to inform me that the result of PHY411
was out.
And that the “411” of PHY411 was that i scored a
“B” and he scored a “C”.
I was happy i passed by studying hard, sorry, by
Mgboing hard.
“guy we go chop money with that video well well
oh” I said, as I and Man stood outside waiting for
Brainbox who went to buy groundnut that we
would chew on our way to work the next day, “guy
we need to use our head well well oh” Man warned.
“use our head for wetin?” Brainbox who just came
asked. “use our head for this kponkpon work wey
we wan start today” I replied.
“na true talk oh, we need to work and save money
oh, because e no go tay that work go finish”
Brainbox said.
As we chewed the groundnut and walked slowly, i
felt like going back home, because to me, the
Jewelleries business fetched me enough money.
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