Hmmm.... Am sorry I wasn't able to drop the second episode of ONE MINUTE MAN as promised.

Will do that after dropping this piece here. Writing is the only way i use in killing sorrows and forgetting about hard times.

Today is Tuesday being the 18th of June 2019, is a day the devil wants me to take my own life by myself. But for the grace of Almighty God who didn't allow me to be called "The Deceased". So for that, i want to keep record of what happened today here. So when the good time comes in the nearest future, I will remember giving testimony all the time.

Bear with me, am writing this now. And dropping it any time soon.


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Right now, am listening to 9ice ft Asa - Pete Pete. Asa's verse said "Kini suuru ti o l'ere? [What's patience without reward?]
Kini seti ko s'ere? [What's a business without profit?]
Won sa l'eyan ti o l'oruko [There are many unpopular people]
Okuku sise, ode'n rere e [that do profitable jobs]
Ah! ede s'ope a siwa l'omode [You say we are youngsters]
Nkan sa l'eye je k'agbado t'ode [ yet we've done well in the past.]
9ice oro gidi l'oso [9ice you've said well]
Oro to o ni'lari l'oso [Your words are meaningful]
An'lati fi laka yesi [We must apply wisdom]
K'asoro sibi t'orowa [and say things the way they are.]
Hmmm... Mewa nsele o [things are happening]
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Rewinding back to 2014, when travelled from Abuja to Ibadan for my cousins sister's wedding. Amongst my Dad, Mum, and my Siblings, I was the only one that attended the wedding. The Reason is, who don't know what future will bring. Tomorrow may be my own turn and i will invite them and they will gladly come.

One the day of the wedding, i will treated different among all my entire family and relatives. Many snub me and pretended not to know me because my parent were not there. I was crestfallen with the way i was treated. Was expecting embracement from my Uncles and other relatives that i know well, but unfortunately everyone ignored my presence. They made me regret travelling down for the wedding as i sat alone in discomfort pressing my phone.

I was even shy to eat order or receive food from the waiters going around with tray of plates of food. I stay without eating in the event without no one even noticing i didn't eat even when i was yawning heavily. "I am doomed", I told myself as bend my head down to the ground.

"I left my startimes decoder marketing job to attend a wedding that i felt i should be appreciated for coming and this is happening. Seems my parents right for not coming." I asked myself furiously.

After the event that day, i went together with the Bride's parent and some guest, in their sienna car to their house in Ibadan.

On our way, the Bride's father, who is also my uncle and a Custom Officer, started interrogating me. "Why were you the only one that came for the wedding among your family, where are your parents?" He asked. "They are at home in Abuja." I replied as i answered him with fright.
"Your presence mean nothing here, there's no point in your presence." He said frowning.
I kept silence because i was short of words. Hmmm... "Hope you have where to stay because the house is already occupied, as you can see am taking my guest to the house and more are will join us." His wife added.

I was shocked! Didn't believe i just heard that.........


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bodaola:
Right now, am listening to 9ice ft Asa - Pete Pete. Asa's verse said "Kini suuru ti o l'ere? [What's patience without reward?]
Kini seti ko s'ere? [What's a business without profit?]
Won sa l'eyan ti o l'oruko [There are many unpopular people]
Okuku sise, ode'n rere e [that do profitable jobs]
Ah! ede s'ope a siwa l'omode [You say we are youngsters]
Nkan sa l'eye je k'agbado t'ode [ yet we've done well in the past.]
9ice oro gidi l'oso [9ice you've said well]
Oro to o ni'lari l'oso [Your words are meaningful]
An'lati fi laka yesi [We must apply wisdom]
K'asoro sibi t'orowa [and say things the way they are.]
Hmmm... Mewa nsele o [things are happening]
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Rewinding back to 2014, when travelled from Abuja to Ibadan for my cousins sister's wedding. Amongst my Dad, Mum, and my Siblings, I was the only one that attended the wedding. The Reason is, who don't know what future will bring. Tomorrow may be my own turn and i will invite them and they will gladly come.

One the day of the wedding, i will treated different among all my entire family and relatives. Many snub me and pretended not to know me because my parent were not there. I was crestfallen with the way i was treated. Was expecting embracement from my Uncles and other relatives that i know well, but unfortunately everyone ignored my presence. They made me regret travelling down for the wedding as i sat alone in discomfort pressing my phone.

I was even shy to eat order or receive food from the waiters going around with tray of plates of food. I stay without eating in the event without no one even noticing i didn't eat even when i was yawning heavily. "I am doomed", I told myself as bend my head down to the ground.

"I left my startimes decoder marketing job to attend a wedding that i felt i should be appreciated for coming and this is happening. Seems my parents right for not coming." I asked myself furiously.

After the event that day, i went together with the Bride's parent and some guest, in their sienna car to their house in Ibadan.

On our way, the Bride's father, who is also my uncle and a Custom Officer, started interrogating me. "Why were you the only one that came for the wedding among your family, where are your parents?" He asked. "They are at home in Abuja." I replied as i answered him with fright.
"Your presence mean nothing here, there's no point in your presence." He said frowning.
I kept silence because i was short of words. Hmmm... "Hope you have where to stay because the house is already occupied, as you can see am taking my guest to the house and more are will join us." His wife added.

I was shocked! Didn't believe i just heard that.........

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I will surely ask them to stop the car for me to get down. Radarada and seasonings.

daddio:




I will surely ask them to stop the car for me to get down. Radarada and seasonings.

Abi bro....

That was harsh, seems your parents didn't have a good relationship with them. Nevertheless, Your Uncle is the worst of them all.

Mehn! Can't believe I just heard that. Emi no ni ye o (that's me she is referring to o!) I said in my mind.

Deep inside me, am already crying and angry at the same time. Felt like telling them to drop me so I can find my way, but I controlled my aggression. I didn't say anything till we got home. I didn't even engage in the funny conversation held in the car as everybody laughed and laughed till we got home.

When we got home, I got down from the car and opened the gate wide for my uncle to drive into the compound. As he drives in, i then close the gate and joined them inside.

That night, I was able to carve out a space for myself to sleep in the compound. I looked for a big carton, spread it on the ground as i fold myself on it without forgetting to put my phone inside my boxers as the mosquitoes fed on me till the next morning.

The day is bright again, its another day, everyone is up and busy on how to bath, get dressed and go back to their various destination.

The big pots and the dishes used in cooking and serving guest in the wedding were soaked with water and some of female guest living around gathered to wash them.

I was sitting on the carton i lay on throughout the night, watching everyone until my uncle's wife called me up. "Yes ma", i answered.
Join the women and help them in washing the dishes to make the work faster. I was shocked hearing that. I just answered "OK" and she went back inside.

"Is this not wrong? washing plates with this women while your children are inside their room with their friends having fun?". I asked myself. I have no choice than to join them not to rise any misunderstanding.

After washing, i was brutally hungry. I yawn loudly every second this time. I haven't eaten anything this the previous day. Couldn't believe i can still stay alive till that time. I walked out of the gate to see if i can get snacks from any shops around. Unfortunately for me, it was a Sunday, all the shops around are closed.

I couldn't bear the hunger anymore, i have to gather courage and ask my Uncle's Wife if i can get food to eat. Could you believe what she said? She said " please shift abeg, it's too early to start talking about food".
11:30a.m! Too late to start talking about food? "Haa! Wait O! Abi this one thought i came to ask for money from her husband? This one she is just giving me attitude". I told myself.

Couldn't control the anger plus the hungry this time. I reacted with unpleasant expression, then walked out on her and also out of the compound.

I kept walking without destination in annoyance and anger. Pekele pekele arugbo je gbese, tani o san! (Soliloquizing as i walked along the street.) I walked and walked furiously until i came across a Meshai Shop (bread and tea spot). I branched and ordered for bread and tea. Sat there and fed up to my satisfaction.
After relaxing for sometime, i paid the aboki man and continued my strolling.

While on my strolling, suddenly i heard someone called my name. "Olamide!", said the voice. Who could that be?



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Eminya:
That was harsh, seems your parents didn't have a good relationship with them. Nevertheless, Your Uncle is the worst of them all.

True sis... May God help us all.

I turned back and....

'Oh My God! Tawa!' I screamed with excitement as she ran to me and i embrace her.

'Kilo wa Se ni ibadan? (What do you come to do in ibadan)'. She asked in surprise.

I smiled with excitement and responded. 'Mo wa fun igbeyawo egbon mi kan ni o (I came to attend one of my cousins weddings)'. I responded with smiles.

'Do you live around here?' I asked folding my hands in surprise.

'No I live around iyano church'. She returned. 'You don get beards now o! You don turn to daddy. Ola!' She added jokingly as she touched my beards softly and smile.

'You still never change from this your bad mouth and those wahala wey you always dey give me that year'. I returned with joke.

'I be your aunty that year nah, you don forget ni?' She said as she hit my chest softly.

' see tawa wey i dey buy buns and zobo for that year o! Wey i dey escort go Assembly ground make dem no flog her for coming late'. I fired back with laugh.

'Idiot! Big head!' She replied with laugh and hitting my back jokingly.

'But ola i have actually missed you. I lost your contact so long ago and since then have been sending you messages on Facebook but you don't reply'. She complained.

'Am so so sorry dear, don't mind me, i don't check my inbox on Facebook. Chatting on facebook isn't fun to me, I prefer WhatsApp'. I apologized with alibi.

We continue and we talked for about two hours at the same spot . we exchanged each others contact as i promise to visit her at he resident in iyana church before heading to Abuja.
Then i escorted her for sometime till she got a bike man and drove off as we parted ways.

Now, thinking about my uncle's wife made me hiss every second as i walked down the street.
'Why am i even here?' I asked myself in frustration.
I cane down to ibadan with about twenty five thousand naira, now I'm left with just fourteen thousand naira only and i planned to stay one full week before going back. But with the way things are moving, i don't feel like staying any longer. Felt like going back to Abuja with the way am feeling rejected by my uncle and other relatives. I don't think i can cope.

Later that Sunday, i went back home after a long strolling. My uncle's wife prepared semovita and also serve me some. I received it and thank her, but was worried about the food. I was scared not to be poisoned.

'Can this woman poison me? No she dare not?' I argued with myself.
That night, i was allowed to sleep inside the house but in the living room.
'Atlease my body will rest from feeding ibadan mosquitoes. They don see Abuja pizza wey dem go dey chop". I said to myself as i played on the couch and slept off and slept off in a jiffy.

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'Kukuruuku!' The cock crowed loudly consecutive times.
It's a new day. A morning at the same time. A day that everyone is looking too serious and busy for the day including those who doesn't have a job.

My uncle was already off for work. His wife was also off for her work at Lifeforte international school, one of the biggest school in ibadan as i was told. She was the Vice Principal of the school.

The children are off for school and the guests have all gone back to their various homes. Left in the house was just me and the Cat they called their pet. I actually don't like cats. They get me irritated. So the cat was always scared and far from me. Because if it does, I might just use it to play Badminton.

'Home alone, what am i supposed to do. I don't know of any PES 2 game shop around so i can go there and deal with all those ibadan Local Konami Champions'. I said to myself.

On thinking about my next move, my phone rang. Its was Tawa calling. I was surprised she called so early at about 9a.m. I stretched for my phone and answer the called.

'Hello Tawa baby, how are you doing?' I asked in a soft voice.

'Am fine and how was you too?' Sh returned.
'Am good too. How was your night, hope it was fine?' I responded.

' it was splendid dear. Hope you still around. Because am at your area.' She said.

'Haba nah! Am still around, can't just go like that without informing my baby nah'. I replied joking.

'OK, am at the front of that shop i picked a bike yesterday. Come and meet me there, am waiting'. She said.

'Why not pick a bike from and come down to my side. Am the only one at home. Tell the bike man you are going to fame House behind Redeem Church, i will be waiting for you outside.' I returned.

'OK, i know there, will meet you soon'. She said and dropped the call.

I then, went outside the gate to wait for her.

It wasn't up to a minute when i sighted her on the bike with a bike man. I was somehow excited with smiles on my face when the bike got to my front. She dropped and hugged me. I paid her transport to the bike man and he zoomed off.

'Tawa Tawa baby'. I said as we exchange pleasantries. Showed her way to the gate and we both went inside. I then showed her the way to the living room and make her feel at home.

'Wow! Your uncle's house is nice'. She said as she looked round in excitement.

'Thank you'. I replied with smile.

I then asked her to wait for me that i will be with her in a jiffy. I rushed outside to get her a chilled Amstel Malt and meat pie from a shop close by. I got back in a jiffy and served her in a small tray. She thanked me and planted a peck on my cheek.
'You are such a darling'. she said.

Then we started strike up a gist and we started talking. We were talking and laughing when i heard a car horn outside the gate. Then i rushed out to see who it might be. I got to the gate and opened it. To my surprise, it was my uncles wife. 'What made her come back so quick'. I thought.

Then i opened the gate wide for her to drive in. Then close it after she drove in. Still in surprise and thinking about what might have brought her back.
She parked and dropped from the car.

'Welcome Ma'. I greeted her.

' Thank You'. She responded frowning as she walked into the house with her hand bag.
'Which kind forming be this one, madam i no be your gateman o'. I said in my mind as i joined her inside.

She walked into the living room and saw Tawa sited d with a bottle of Amtel Malt on the glass table in her front.

'Good Morning Ma'. Tawa stood up and greeted her bending slightly.

'Good Morning'. She responded furiously. 'Olamide who is she and what is she doing here'. She added interrogatively.

'Yes ma, she is my wayback secondary school mate who relocated from Abuja to........ 'OH MY GOD! Was that a slap on my face?' I asked my self as i feel my cheek. She just slapped me. I was shocked she did. Wasn't expecting that........



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The story is intersting, but I was thinking it will be a short story about suicide. Where is the attempted suicide part?

kay29000:
The story is intersting, but I was thinking it will be a short story about suicide. Where is the attempted suicide part?

I think the writer is building up to that part.

tunjilomo:

I think the writer is building up to that part.

Okay.

kay29000:
The story is intersting, but I was thinking it will be a short story about suicide. Where is the attempted suicide part?

Thanks for reading. Am writing towards that. Keep reading. Thanks for being here.

tunjilomo:

I think the writer is building up to that part.

Yes. Thanks for that response. Dropping it soon.

Who is following?

bodaola:


Thanks for reading. Am writing towards that. Keep reading. Thanks for being here.

Okay. You are doing a job job...very captivating.

Tnx for the encouragement. Dropping more soon.

'You slapped me?' I said furiously.
Tawa was starring in surprise. She couldn't believe what was happening.

'Yes i do and i will slap you again'. She replied. 'You have the goths to bring in a prostitute to my house! Who do you think you her?' She added furiously.

'With due respect ma, I am not a prostitute'. Tawa altered.

'Will you keep shut your dirty stinky mouth! Now get out before i open my eyes'. She said closing her eyes.

Tawa walked out silently and i kept starring in shock. Still wondering if what was happening was real or a movie.

'Haa! I caused all this mess! I caused all this mess! What am i even doing here. What the Bleep am i doing here'. I said to myself aggressive.

'Oh! You better ask yourself very well so you go back to where you are coming from. Mtcheeew!' Instructively as when walked out of the scene.

I picked my phone and rushed outside the gate while i dial Tawa's number. She wasn't answering. I got outside and looked searched around while dialing her number again but she wasn't answering.

I then ran to the end of the street to see if i could meet up with her, but all was in vain.

I looked up, couldn't control the tears that was dropping out of my eyes. This is just the top height of embarrassment have ever experienced.

I walked back home in a sad mood. On my way back home, i saw my Uncle's wife driving down in her car.

'She actually came back just for me'. I thought. 'Definitely someone must have called her to gossip to her that i brought a stranger into the house'. I concluded.

She drove passed in speed raising dust with her moves. As i looked back and watch her fade.

When I got home, to my surprise, she locked the gate. Leaving me outside.

'It seems this women is once mad! Abi she is even mad now!' I said to myself.
I was left outside stranded.

'It was about 11a.m in the morning. It will get to evening before anyone can be back to the house'. I thought.

'I wasn't having any money on me. I was out with just my phone. I don't know anybody. I'm hungry. I'm a little bit pressed. I haven't taken my bath. I don't want to stay here any longer'. That was all what was roaming through my mind as i was frustrated.

I tried calling Tawa again, but this time. Her phone was switched off. I kept wondering what she might be having in mind towards me. I recalled how i was embarrassed in her presence.

I strolled down the street stranded. I walked around the whole area repeatedly, that got some residents starring at me and wondering maybe i came to steal. I began to feel low self esteem.

I later branched to a Chemist and sat on the bench outside with a man reading a football news paper. We later strike up a gist and i killed my boredom. I love watching football. I am a big fan of Manchester United. And when it comes to arguing about football, i am always at the top of my game. The man was a Chelsea fan. And you all know Man United and Chelsea fans are not best of friends. We argue against each other.

Its about 3pm. My eyes are rolling with hunger. Am feeling little Migraine. I am brutally hungry. I kept yawning every seconds. My eyes are turning red. Am looking depressed.

'Why did i embark on this journey at first, is it a crime to attend my cousins wedding?' I questioned myself.

I then locate my way back home. I missed my path couple of time. I asked a passer by to please direct me. I had to add please. We all know everyone is mad in this country, before he pours his aggression on me. Even when i know it's risky to do that because of the rate of Kidnapping in the West, but i have no choice. I have to go back home.

I finally got home. I found the gate closed without padlock. Definitely, someone must have returned. I knocked on the gate, but no one responded.

I knocked harder again. This time, someone responded.
'Hold on, am coming'. The person said.

'That was my Uncles voice'. I guessed as i waited anticipatively.

The gate made a loud noise as the person tries to open it. Then he opened and peeped out. It was my Uncle truly.

'Good afternoon sir'. I greeted him.

'How are you'. He responded as he went back inside.

'Am fine sir'. I answered as i lock the gate from behind, even when its shows vividly on my face that am not fine.

I then went inside the house. When i got inside, i went to the corner i kept my bag, brought out the bag, open it and brought out my sponge and a shirt as i planned to take my bath and as well use defecate.

After bathing and dressing up, i took some money from my bag and stepped out. Locate the restaurant and fed myself to the fullest.

'I cannot come and kill myself'. I said to myself as i struggle with the meat from the ewedu soup i was eating after finishing three wraps of fufu.

Food in Ibadan are quite cheap as unlike food in Abuja. I spent just two hundred and fifty naira and i fed up to my satisfaction. In Abuja, we don't even think of feeding up, all we are concern about is eat something and qualify it as morning food. Before one can eat up to one's satisfaction, you have to spend up to five hundred. I mean when you are doing the Local side (mam put). If you feel you have the mind and you go to places like BluCabana, Nkoyo, Big Bites, Mama Cass and the rest of them, you will spend up to Two Thousand Naira for for a plate of food.

After eating, i rushed back home because i concluded going back to Abuja that night even when i have never gone through a night trip before.

When i got home, i packed my bag and my belongings. Then i went to my Uncle in the living room to inform him that i will be on my way that night.

'What do you mean. Don't you know it's risky to travel at night. Why can't you wait till tomorrow'. He questioned.

I kept silent and short of words to day as i sighed and looked down.

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'You slapped me?' I said furiously.
Tawa was starring in surprise. She couldn't believe what was happening.

'Yes i do and i will slap you again'. She replied. 'You have the goths to bring in a prostitute to my house! Who do you think you her?' She added furiously.

'With due respect ma, I am not a prostitute'. Tawa altered.

'Will you keep shut your dirty stinky mouth! Now get out before i open my eyes'. She said closing her eyes.

Tawa walked out silently and i kept starring in shock. Still wondering if what was happening was real or a movie.

'Haa! I caused all this mess! I caused all this mess! What am i even doing here. What the Bleep am i doing here'. I said to myself aggressive.

'Oh! You better ask yourself very well so you go back to where you are coming from. Mtcheeew!' Instructively as when walked out of the scene.

I picked my phone and rushed outside the gate while i dial Tawa's number. She wasn't answering. I got outside and looked searched around while dialing her number again but she wasn't answering.

I then ran to the end of the street to see if i could meet up with her, but all was in vain.

I looked up, couldn't control the tears that was dropping out of my eyes. This is just the top height of embarrassment have ever experienced.

I walked back home in a sad mood. On my way back home, i saw my Uncle's wife driving down in her car.

'She actually came back just for me'. I thought. 'Definitely someone must have called her to gossip to her that i brought a stranger into the house'. I concluded.

She drove passed in speed raising dust with her moves. As i looked back and watch her fade.

When I got home, to my surprise, she locked the gate. Leaving me outside.

'It seems this women is once mad! Abi she is even mad now!' I said to myself.
I was left outside stranded.

'It was about 11a.m in the morning. It will get to evening before anyone can be back to the house'. I thought.

'I wasn't having any money on me. I was out with just my phone. I don't know anybody. I'm hungry. I'm a little bit pressed. I haven't taken my bath. I don't want to stay here any longer'. That was all what was roaming through my mind as i was frustrated.

I tried calling Tawa again, but this time. Her phone was switched off. I kept wondering what she might be having in mind towards me. I recalled how i was embarrassed in her presence.

I strolled down the street stranded. I walked around the whole area repeatedly, that got some residents starring at me and wondering maybe i came to steal. I began to feel low self esteem.

I later branched to a Chemist and sat on the bench outside with a man reading a football news paper. We later strike up a gist and i killed my boredom. I love watching football. I am a big fan of Manchester United. And when it comes to arguing about football, i am always at the top of my game. The man was a Chelsea fan. And you all know Man United and Chelsea fans are not best of friends. We argue against each other.

Its about 3pm. My eyes are rolling with hunger. Am feeling little Migraine. I am brutally hungry. I kept yawning every seconds. My eyes are turning red. Am looking depressed.

'Why did i embark on this journey at first, is it a crime to attend my cousins wedding?' I questioned myself.

I then locate my way back home. I missed my path couple of time. I asked a passer by to please direct me. I had to add please. We all know everyone is mad in this country, before he pours his aggression on me. Even when i know it's risky to do that because of the rate of Kidnapping in the West, but i have no choice. I have to go back home.

I finally got home. I found the gate closed without padlock. Definitely, someone must have returned. I knocked on the gate, but no one responded.

I knocked harder again. This time, someone responded.
'Hold on, am coming'. The person said.

'That was my Uncles voice'. I guessed as i waited anticipatively.

The gate made a loud noise as the person tries to open it. Then he opened and peeped out. It was my Uncle truly.

'Good afternoon sir'. I greeted him.

'How are you'. He responded as he went back inside.

'Am fine sir'. I answered as i lock the gate from behind, even when its shows vividly on my face that am not fine.

I then went inside the house. When i got inside, i went to the corner i kept my bag, brought out the bag, open it and brought out my sponge and a shirt as i planned to take my bath and as well use defecate.

After bathing and dressing up, i took some money from my bag and stepped out. Locate the restaurant and fed myself to the fullest.

'I cannot come and kill myself'. I said to myself as i struggle with the meat from the ewedu soup i was eating after finishing three wraps of fufu.

Food in Ibadan are quite cheap as unlike food in Abuja. I spent just two hundred and fifty naira and i fed up to my satisfaction. In Abuja, we don't even think of feeding up, all we are concern about is eat something and qualify it as morning food. Before one can eat up to one's satisfaction, you have to spend up to five hundred. I mean when you are doing the Local side (mam put). If you feel you have the mind and you go to places like BluCabana, Nkoyo, Big Bites, Mama Cass and the rest of them, you will spend up to Two Thousand Naira for for a plate of food.

After eating, i rushed back home because i concluded going back to Abuja that night even when i have never gone through a night trip before.

When i got home, i packed my bag and my belongings. Then i went to my Uncle in the living room to inform him that i will be on my way that night.

'What do you mean. Don't you know it's risky to travel at night. Why can't you wait till tomorrow'. He questioned.

I kept silent and short of words to day as i sighed and looked down.

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why did you bring a lady into a house were you where welcomed?

and why didn't you live after finding out that things were not going well and you had cash on you

some people like embarrassment sha

Nemesis0147:
why did you bring a lady into a house were you where welcomed?

and why didn't you live after finding out that things were not going well and you had cash on you

some people like embarrassment sha

No one is perfect bro. That was a mistake. I learnt my lessons.

Thanks for the comments. God bless you.

Nemesis0147:
why did you bring a lady into a house were you where welcomed?

and why didn't you live after finding out that things were not going well and you had cash on you

some people like embarrassment sha

Same questions on my mind. I don't even go out for strolls when I visit relatives. I stay indoors while I finish my business there and travel back home.

update please

LawyerLomo:

At what age is such drastic act happening?
I mean to an extent that your uncle's wife would raise her filty hand on you. so shocking!

he insulted himself first by even passing a night in the uncle's house talk more of bringing a lady and you know very well that they don't want you around..
he even had to sleep outside no be say he no carry enough money....

LawyerLomo:

At what age is such drastic act happening?
I mean to an extent that your uncle's wife would raise her filty hand on you. so shocking!

Even me i dey wonder o.... Because i go too punch her like pillow. Her husband set go see her no go know her again.

Nemesis0147:
he insulted himself first by even passing a night in the uncle's house talk more of bringing a lady and you know very well that they don't want you around..
he even had to sleep outside no be say he no carry enough money....

You just said my mind. Why did you sleep there. Why didn't you look for a guest in and rest in peace.

UncleEnergy:

Even me i dey wonder o.... Because i go too punch her like pillow. Her husband set go see her no go know her again.

UncleEnergy:

Even me i dey wonder o.... Because i go too punch her like pillow. Her husband set go see her no go know her again.

Asin ba, as I dey hear my cheeck hot for the presence of my longtime friend. Na so I go give her my own. I swear she must fall, because she go think say na Thunder strike her. The slap go dey like Super Man Punch.

UncleEnergy:

You just said my mind. Why did you sleep there. Why didn't you look for a guest in and rest in peace.

"*and rest in peace*"
I feel for the bereaved. LOL

LawyerLomo:
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"*and rest in peace*"
I feel for the bereaved. LOL

Lol... I just want to look for OP's trouble.

you kind of annoyed me by passing the night in their place after the embarrassment in the car...e be like say u na quiet person,God knows i can't take shit o

cubby4:
you kind of annoyed me by passing the night in their place after the embarrassment in the car...e be like say u na quiet person,God knows i can't take shit o

That's true bro... Don't wonna be rude. Thanks for the comment.