O ti sele o,
someone is knocking,
Broda kingzpen ti gbe de o.

This episode is quiet funny

Hm! Which kain tin be dis na? Match just dey start refree blow whistle

Old soldier don come ti e ba o

Ziziola: Hm! Which kain tin be dis na? Match just dey start refree blow whistle

badoski.....lmao

Na old soldier save u so,u 4 giv am belle

Y dz ppu dey deprive banji of his right nah

I pray no be Old Soldier cuz na Die be dat 4 Broda Banji

trouble just dey follow you

derbybliz: I pray no be Old Soldier cuz na Die be dat 4 Broda Banji

i swear my guy chop liver die

Banji don enter KASALA ooooooo.... Pray say no b old solja ooooo...... If na old solja... Ur machine gun no go fit fire again ooo

banji banji, hehehe.,no be short 4m of halleujah u go shout this timearound..na short 4m of *d hand work of d devil* u go shout ni

Rip banji, finally banji can now join his father :-

Hexzagon:
i swear my guy chop liver die

May be the guy no know dat itz a deadly tin 2 fall into d hands of a soldier and an angry one sef

Kingzpen, hav being following u from day 1. More ink to ur pen. Bt come o, why is banji always gettin into trouble? Abi dem swear 4 am.

Wow finally reach the last page...... Nice story bro...... R.I.P In advance to Banji

Omoh see gobe **singing in davido's voice** Banji i don tell yhu d full meanin of ur name before.. I Echo a big praise to all kingzpen fanz Love Y'all..

Rest in peace banji lol...bt wait sef all of us dey type *RIP* 4banji if Im die d story go die naw ehn abi wetin una tink...make e no die abi!!!tot as much

Abeg make una help me flash dis boy make im come update now...

Kingzpen, d fud neva done ni? Me don dy hungry lyk madt o

EPISODE 52


Oh my God! My death is at the door, I said to myself. I hopped away from the bed like a frog and fearfully went in search of my pant.

I cared less about who was at the door because all I could think of was to disappear from Sheri’s room. Sheri and I were confused of what to do next, jostling against each other at intervals.

My tongue immediately switched back to its origin. “Please, where can I hide?” I muttered,vibrating like a drenched dog.

Sheri didn’t pay attention to me because she was busy dressing up to save her dear life.

I went around looking for my pant but couldn’t locate it. “Sheri, please where is my pant?” I yelled.

She paused and looked at me with a blazing eyes. “You don dey mad abi? You dey ask me for your pant, na him I wear for head.” She said and hissed.

I have no choice than to bear the cross by myself. I saw my trouser few seconds later and wore it quickly without my pant. Who cares? Atleast my trouser wasn’t transparent so who could notice I wasn’t wearing a pant.

“Sheri! Are you deaf? Open this door now!”

“Malc,I dey come.” Sheri said, with a frown on her face.

It was Sheri’s mother,but that didn’t change the fact that I was in trouble because Sheri’s room had no hiding place. Behind the door? Wrong place to hide, so cliche, the first place to be suspected and I couldn’t afford to be caught so easily.

Sheri cared less about me, went towards the door to open it. I was tensed, so I looked around for where to hide but still had no place to dodge. This is a rat hole, I said to myself. Sheri withdrew to me, pointed at the window and asked if I could escape through it. That was a billion dollar idea, I hastily moved to the window and climbed it.

“Hey!” Sheri called.

I looked behind, still on the window, then she threw my pant to me,which I angrily threw back at her. Thud! I jumped down and landed at their backyard, where clothes were spread to dry.

“Hey! Who are you?” A voice roared at me.

I paused and couldn’t look back, I calculated on what next to do, run away or stay and be interrogated. I chose the former. I took off speedily as the unknown man chased after me. I peeped behind and saw the reason to increase my speed, Old Soldier. I ran as fast as a whipped horse, outrunning Old Soldier to my house.

I got to my house, picked my bag and ran out as fast as possible. Thank goodness, I finally got off my street, I was quite relieved but it didn’t last when I remembered I hadn’t accomplished my aim of returning home. I can’t go back to Old Soldier to ask him about my mum’s whereabout and I can’t visit the whole hospital in the neighbourhood, I thought.

I took a glimpse at my wrist watch, 5:50 P.M. it read. “Mummy, I love you so much but I was stupid to make my visit futile. I pray you get well soon. Please don’t leave me alone in this world. You’re all I got. I promise to make you proud henceforth and I will sure come back to see you.” I said,gazing at the dark cloud,with tears trickling down my cheeks.

I hurried to the busstop to board a motorcycle to the garage. “Bike! Hey Okada!” I shouted, waving at various motorcycles zooming by. “Okada!”

I at last got one, boarded it and zoomed off to the garage. I alighted, dipped my hands into my side pockets to meet them empty. I almost fainted on the spot.

The motorcyclist looked at me and smiled. “Bros, hope you ain’t acting drama because I go collect my money complete.” The motorcyclist said, jacked his bike up by its stand and folded his arms.

“Abeg, I dey come. I go give you in Jesus name.” I nervously said as I scratched my pocket as if money were bread-crumbs.

Luckily for me, I found some money at the hind pocket of my trouser. I sighed in relief, gave it to the motorcyclist and he zoomed away. How would I get to school was the question I wondered about. I had no money with me, save two hundred and fifty naira. There’s nothing God cannot do, I said to myself as I walked inside the garage. The time was 6:19 P.M. not surprised everywhere was already dark. The bus I would board had just a passenger left to be filled, which was an opportunity for me, but where was the money?

My brain, like a computer figured out a strategy. I stayed almost fifteen steps away from the bus, scanning around for the last passenger to arrive. Few minutes later,the beautiful lady arrived,entered the bus and sat.

I counted for some seconds and ran to the bus like I was ignorant about it all. “Hope the bus is not filled?” I asked, panting and stretching my neck into the bus.

“O boy, the bus don full.” The driver said. “Come tomorrow because na the last bus for today be this.”

“Yeh! Please I beg you with God, I have to deliver a message this night.” I pityfully said.

“Wetin we go do now?” He asked concerned.

“Make we dey go na! Shey una no know sey night don reach ni?” A passenger angrily yelled from the bus.

The driver left me standing and went to his seat while I quickly slided the door of the bus open, entered and sat on the engine and closed the door.

“Aunty, please don’t be annoyed let me manage here.” I said to the lady I inconvenienced.

She nodded and gave me a wink.



TO BE CONTINUED...

Dis kind wink. Hope all is well wit d wink o

All is well... I purposely didn't put suspense so u can rest ur mind... looool...

zainharb: Dis kind wink. Hope all is well wit d wink o

O'boy i been dey camp ooo, i dey pray over Banji's matter cuz d guy need prayer very well ooo! Nice writeup kingzpen.

Loooool... Please do pray for him... Thankz Eyezik...

eyezik3: O'boy i been dey camp ooo, i dey pray over Banji's matter cuz d guy need prayer very well ooo! Nice writeup kingzpen.

Witches nd wizard dey use banji head as table dey chop obe ila

Father God in heaven ,i pray against all d spirit dt is playing card with Banji's life

Banji really nid to visit T.B JOSHUA, 4 DELIVERANCE

Nice one there,welldone.



Next please

Am i still to be waiting,am lossin it aedi! Update asap.

Oga kingzpen we go dey beg u to update again..u beta update or this thread will be forgotten

Walai spirit of oz dey follow banji frm him ause loool aba only u in one day surely d devil must b dancing skelewu ontop his head lol

Kingzpen,u too much jare. Dis is. D best suspense filled thread on nairaland that v read. I dey fear to dey read ur updates sumtymz