I hope Tolajumoke is not a criminal or a bad person o...#blinking eyes with innocent look#

MTN can behave stupid @times, u knw! Very nice write-up! Kudos to Jelailah...o ya nao

48hrs without update.... #sad#
jelailah oooo...comman continue the story o

tolajumoke:
48hrs without update.... #sad#
jelailah oooo...comman continue the story o

abeg no vex. Its loading...

Later in the week...

"Hello, this is Angelina from JAMZIG telecommunications company. I would love to speak with Mr Olawale Omotolani"

"Yes, I'm Olawale Omotolani", Tola said frowning.

"I'm glad to inform you that you have been offered a job in our company"

"What?! Really?! Are you serious?!", Tola said in shock.

"Yes sir, a copy of the offer and benefits package have been sent to your email. You'll find every information you need there"

"Ah! Yes! Yes! Yes! I made it...", Tola was shouting and jumping with excitement. When he finally decided to calm down, he checked his email for the offer and benefit package. "4.2 million naira per annum?! 350k per month?! Wow! That's great for a start!". Tola began to sing Femi's b'aye mola.

"A pe ko to je ko ni je ibaje, ewo orisa ni. Won ni oni suuru lo ni ohun gbogbo...". The song started bringing dead memories to life.

Tola was barely 10 years old when he lost his mother. His parents got divorced when he was an infant and he had been with his mother since then. Things were going smoothly with his mother doing many odd jobs to give him a good life. Not until that fateful day. The day that monsterous being made his lovely picture of a future with his mother a night mare. He was little but he knew her mother's boss wanted her to do something she didn't like but she declined. He forced her to do it and it killed her. "He raped her to death!", Tola shouted with tears in his eyes. He had vouched to make the rich cry since that day. Not until...

"Kpon! Kpon!"

A knock at the door interrupted his thought. "Ki lo de?!" (what is it?), Tola shouted.

"Kangol ni, Daddy n pe e jo" (Daddy is calling you), Bayo answered.

"Mo ti gbo" (I have heard), he said vexed.

After 5 minutes, Tola was in the sitting room with his family.

"Tolani", his father called

"Sir", Tola answered.

"I have talked to Mr Fola, the owner of the boutique in the next street. He said he needs a sales boy. We've agreed that you start work there on monday"

"I'm not interested dad. I've gotten a job"

"Which job? Stealing just like your mother right"

"Don't you dare mention my mother again!", he defended, walking out on them.

Interesting...keep it up

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Will comment after reading d story

After 5 minutes, Tola was in the sitting room with is family...((( His))).... Thumbs Up... Happy resumption in advance

Wat a nice story bt u nid 2 work on ur explanation

Olubodef:
Wat a nice story bt u nid 2 work on ur explanation

tanx. Noted

Hmmm...Angelina frm JAMZIG telecommunications company!!!

U r surely goin higher @Jelailah, carry dey go joor.

Jelailah, y uno continue dis write-up nah?
Me dey wait o...

Angelina996:
Jelailah, y uno continue dis write-up nah?
Me dey wait o...

am very sorry. Stress at wrk and also preparatn 4 skul.

Jelailah

U must finish dis tori b4 Funaab resume oooooo or else I go report u 2 Dr Adebiyi

Jelailah:
am very sorry. Stress at wrk and also preparatn 4 skul.

Okies... Just try and get it goin pls.. Wish to meet u @sch anywayz. In what dept/level r u? #me_EMT/DE

Angelina996:

Okies... Just try and get it goin pls.. Wish to meet u @sch anywayz. In what dept/level r u? #me_EMT/DE

mts fresher

Jelailah:
mts fresher

Will u be in sch tomao? I'm gonna start ma registratn tomorrow.

Angelina996:

Will u be in sch tomao? I'm gonna start ma registratn tomorrow.

Insha Allah (by God's grace)

CHAPTER THREE

The alluminium-made roofings of the Saani's duplex rumbled as the wind swept along the Surulere area of Lagos State. The Saani's are the owner of the duplex where Tola and his family lived. They've been living their for over 20 years now. They were the oldest tenants in the house. Some people have even given them the name "OLD TENANT". That has attracted so much respect and they were like the next in line after the landlord.

It was already 10:00pm as Tola looked through the window once again. It was going to rain anytime from then. The wind blew some dust in his eyes and he quickly tucked his head back into his room.

He looked at the mirror again, making sure he was perfect in his blue t-shirt and blue jeans. He bought the jeans in yaba the day before. It will take a person with spiritual eyes to know it was from yaba. It looked as new as any trousers bought in an expensive boutique in V.I. Or maybe that was what he thought. After convincing himself that he looked good, he checked to know if he had enough money. He nodded with satisfaction after discovering that he had close to 30 thousand naira with him. His father had stopped giving him his monthly allowance for about 3 months now but he still had enough money with him. He had his non-lavish lifestyle to thank for that.

Tola took a last glance at his room. Then, made his way to the front door. His friends had made him promise to celebrate his new job for them. He had told them he doesn't have that much with him. But, Ikeola, his bestfriend had offered to take care of that. He told him he would pay for it and Tola would pay him back after collecting his salary. He hadn't even started the job and they're already budgeting the salary.

***

It was already 12:00am in the morning and it was very hot in the club. As Tola made his way to the bar, he stopped to do the shoki dance when lil keshi's shoki song hitted the air waves. He was so engrossed in his shoki that he didnt realise he had fingere.d a lady sitting near him in her eyes.

As he "shokied" to the bar, he knew the lady was saying something but the sound of the music playing so loud wasn't able to let him hear what she was saying. He just "shokied" away ignoring whatever she was saying.

vykta, angelina, luv4tv, tolajumoke, jamzig, bhumhite, olubodef and others. Oya cm nd read. I don update o. I'll update again later in the day

Jelailah:
vykta, angelina, luv4tv, tolajumoke, jamzig, bhumhite, olubodef and others. Oya cm nd read. I don update o. I'll update again later in the day

#GrabsChair&ReadingGlasses

Jelailah:
Insha Allah (by God's grace)

Amen! ...or r u the one I met with dis morning?...together with Debby?, that we talked abt attestatn letter?

Angelina996:


Amen! ...or r u the one I met with dis morning?...together with Debby?, that we talked abt attestatn letter?

whr? Is it whr dey do photocopy

Update this story now!!!!!!!!

book space..will fara bale read it wen I get back to hostel

ikeola i don update. Will mk anoda one 2nyt by God's grace

Alright, I will expecting your update tonight.

more pls...

Continuation...

Bimpe moaned, yawned and rubbed her eyes while rolling from one side of the bed to another. It was the second time her phone was ringing and to her, it felt as if the caller had called over a 100 times already. She opened her eyes relatively, looked at the clock at her bedside. It was already past 12 in the afternoon, and she was still in bed. "It was a saturday", she said, convincing herself that there was nothing wrong with that. She hadn't recovered from the hangover of the night before.

She came back from work earlier than usual due to the fact that the call she received from T.J earlier in the week had innoculated some discombobulation into her system. She had gone to the club with a view to finding some solace over there. She had been having a nice time not until that ediot decided to blind her. She hissed, remembering the events that took place.

She sat up to look at the mirror knowing there was nothing wrong with her eyes. But as a person that's always wary of her looks she couldn't help but confirm. As she widened her eyes, taking a last look at the mirror realisation struck her. "The handsome guy! Yes, he was the one! Yes it was him", she said like a person who just found the solution to a very hard puzzle, almost screaming. Although, the different coloured lights in the club made it almost impossible to recognise him, she was sure he was the one. The rude guy that insulted her because she mistakenly splashed water on him. The insult he gave her wasn't enough, now he wants to blind her. She bit her finger, promising herself she was going to make him pay the next time they met.

"What do I do without your smart mouth, drawing me in and you kicking me out..."

Her phone was ringing again. She had made the song her ringtone because it was her favourite. She had promised herself that she was going to walk down the aisle to the song. She smiled at that thought.

She reluctantly picked up her phone wondering who the unknown caller was.

"Hello", she said scornfully.

"Eh eh...you finally picked my call", the person at the other end said.

"T.J?"

"Ah ah ah...now you recognise my voice. Hope you've not forgotten about our appointment, 5pm at Luv4tv bar. Don't keep me waiting"

The line went off before she could say any word.

"This week is a cursed one", she said to herself buring her face in her hands.

tolajumoke

In DJ Khaled's voice: Another one!!!!!!!

more o...biko