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“I love you” she whispered softly in my ear and like a Nokia 3310, I felt vibrations moving right from my head down to my toes as though I was piece of ice melting with a fizzing sound “Bergie Selter”.
“Bad guy, so because you dey with your shenke (girlfriend) now, you nor wan halla your nigga again bah”, that was my neighbor mike trying to start his car to head out for the evening. “Bros nor be so oo, I no see you there at all”, me trying to defend myself from his harmless allegations well of course with a big grin on my face.
Like Genevive, her smile could make everything under clothing wake up in an instant, a sumptuous looking damsel with a round face, her lips as pink as rose petals, and her fragrance scent was one you could tell even from a thousand miles away. “I can’t believe it’s been four (4) years already” she said while playing with my beards and cuddling my arms as she rested on my laps just outside my apartment, it was our anniversary.
“You have to be on your way now dear” I said with a sad face, only because I don’t want to be locked up in a guard room whist recalling the last time I snuck up to see her in the barracks not knowing that her dad was at home that very day. “Baby, am gonna miss you” she replied as we headed to the bus stop…
“Madam, sell akara for me now” an impatient man yelling probably because he hadn’t eaten anything since he got back from work for the day. “Bros no vex, people plenty and you know say you meet them here” Famous mama akara selling very close to the bus stop I was seeing her (my girlfriend) off to. “Ah! Choice, but you told me she doesn’t sell akara anymore, I want akara jorh” Funny how broke niggas lie just to reduce expense rate. “Okay! Lemme get it for you, stay put” I said as I crossed to mama akara’s spot.
Turning around for just a few seconds, a “G-WAGON”, with tinted glasses and dope wheels lost control and was heading directly towards her in full speed. “Jesus” Mama akara shouted. At that moment everything seemed to be at a standstill as I remained motionless and went numb, “Who could be behind the wheel?” My conscience asking me….

Let me know if you desire a second part for the article. Your thoughts and observation is all that matters.

Interesting, am wit u. episode 2 let's goo.

jostking:
Interesting, am wit u. episode 2 let's goo.

Smiles OK bruv

Not bad...but i don't think it needs a part 2..not all stories has to have a happy ending...

Choise:
Not bad...but i don't think it needs a part 2..not all stories has to have a happy ending...

OK ma