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Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by waluga(m): 10:43am On Feb 23, 2017
give them left and right...nice update
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Winters22: 10:49am On Feb 23, 2017
BiafranBushBoy... u really are a bush boy... so much action....
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by ChopBellefull(m): 11:03am On Feb 23, 2017
very interesting story with lots of lessons to derive...biafrabushboy...isi gi nokwa there smiley
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by afrikana333: 1:22pm On Feb 23, 2017
Nwa amagu ,one thing must kill a man grin ego di na ogwu bro, hope hope the gist nogo end like that embarassed
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by cheeboozhor(m): 3:28pm On Feb 23, 2017
Biafrabushboy abeg end dis story once for all na .....really interesting buh as dem burst ur yansh ur room go don dey filled with Pampers cos ya shit no go geh control again
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by BiafraBushBoy(m): 4:40pm On Feb 23, 2017
cheeboozhor:
Biafrabushboy abeg end dis story once for all na .....really interesting buh as dem burst ur yansh ur room go don dey filled with Pampers cos ya shit no go geh control again

sad embarassed
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by BiafraBushBoy(m): 4:41pm On Feb 23, 2017
ChopBellefull:
very interesting story with lots of lessons to derive...biafrabushboy...isi gi nokwa there smiley

wink...

Update they come this night!!

Stay tuned..
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Nobody: 5:34pm On Feb 23, 2017
BiafraBushBoy:


wink...

Update they come this night!!

Stay tuned..


Bros abeg do quick ooo. Make person no con die of agro here abeg.


Na so u do do for "memo of a male sex addict" ooo



Drabeey was HERE
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by baski92(m): 5:44pm On Feb 23, 2017
Guy you in deep mess
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by harameede99(f): 6:32pm On Feb 23, 2017
jerrymej:


Just dashed in to the kitchen to get ma self another hot cup of coffee...
where my own?
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by jerrymej(m): 9:44pm On Feb 23, 2017
harameede99:
where my own?
I never knew you care...
next time ...
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by wind10(m): 10:16pm On Feb 23, 2017
Nxt episode biko... wink
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by markson48(m): 11:33pm On Feb 23, 2017
Where is the concluding part now
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Mimienudles(f): 11:54pm On Feb 23, 2017
Oh no... as much as I enjoyed the story from start, this stage is so saddening... I couldn't help but cry...

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Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Mimienudles(f): 11:55pm On Feb 23, 2017
cheeboozhor:
Biafrabushboy abeg end dis story once for all na .....really interesting buh as dem burst ur yansh ur room go don dey filled with Pampers cos ya shit no go geh control again
Seriously, I am sad. He should end it. And for Jenny... Oh no

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Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by BiafraBushBoy(m): 12:45am On Feb 24, 2017
markson48:
Where is the concluding part now

Bro the way we do in Literature section is that we take it Episodes by Episodes daily till the story finishes. One thing is that I always finish any story I start.

So this one won't be an exception. Just follow it and come back to read more. smiley
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by BiafraBushBoy(m): 1:01am On Feb 24, 2017
I couldn’t sleep peacefully through the rest of the night. I kept turning with the unbearable pain in I felt at my backside. I wandered from one point of the bed to another. At a point, I laid face down with my legs spread apart in the cold room in order to get some air to penetrate into my hot hole behind.



I was still rolling restlessly when Juliet came into the room and tapped my laps. I turned and winced in pain looking at her with a mean face.



“Good morning baby” she greeted with a smile. “Hope you slept well?”



I ignored her pleasantries and reached for my short and trouser on the floor.

“Do you still feel pains? ” she continued but I was bent on ignoring her.



Done with putting on my cloths, I walked painfully past her heading down to the sitting room. Walking down the stairs felt like going to hell and back. When I stepped down the last step, I heaved a sigh of relieve before making for the main exit.



“This is for you. ” she said behind me throwing an envelope towards me. She stood at the foot of the stairs watching me while I bent painfully picking the envelop from the floor. I didnt bother to look into it or voice my appreciation.

“He said he will still call you when he needs you again”



“The driver will drive you home” I heard her say behind me before I exited the house.



Outside, the driver was waiting for me already in the car. Cautiously, I walked step after step till I got to the car and opened the door. Settling on the seat, I felt an unbearable pain burn through me as I managed to sit down with one side of my bum.

“Shit” I cursed under my breath before throwing the driver a glance. He kept his face straight and expressionless.



The drive to my place saw me going to hell as any contact the car made with a pothole felt like a hot iron was being pushed through my anus into my intestine. Left to me, I would have preferred to pull down my trouser and short and position my hole to the cold air emitting from the cars air condition but it wasn’t just possible. I kept praying that I get home on time but the traffic encountered was something else.



The relief I felt stepping down from the car when I got home was heavenly though the pain still persisted. Lazily I walked into my compound praying not to meet any of my neighbors and luckily I met none of them.



Stepping into my room, I felt so pressed but the fear of what awaits me in the toilet gave me chills. After so much contemplation, I gathered courage a d headed to the bathroom. I was barely seated on the toilet seat when an unbearable pain pieced through me. I screamed cursing the man but the money in front of me made the curse a mild one. The pain i felt within that short period of time can’t be compared to anything I have felt before.



I carried myself weakly after using the toilet back to the room. Searching through my storage cart, I picked a card of my painkiller drug, and took it with the anticipation that it would lighten up my condition. I took two pills from it and gulped it down with a cup of water before laying down to rest



*****



I had barely laid down to sleep, when I heard the knock on the door. I was irritated so much that I had to scream “I am not around” right from inside my room. I cursed under my breath pulling the pillow over my head as the banging at the door persisted. I thought if I ignored whoever was knocking, he or she will get tired and walked away, but it seemed my thoughts were wrong.



Tired of rolling in different direction waiting for the ‘knocker’ to go away, I stood from the bed yawning and walked lazily to the door.

“Who is there? ” I shouted angrily.

“Open the door” a voice retorted.

“Who you be and you dey tell me make I open door, you no get name?” I barked angrily.



A moment of silence passed before another voice came through.

“Sir, we need you to open the door or we will force it open. ”

The calmness and authority behind the voice sent shivers down my spine as I stood still holding the door handle while my mind raced off in thought.

“Sir after three counts we will force this door open” the voice came again cutting through my thoughts.

I contemplated on the action to take. The only escape route I have was the door as the windows have iron protectors to them and I couldn’t squeeze myself through them.

“Who are you please?” I asked trying to steady my trembling voice.

“Open the door and find out for yourself. ” the voice replied.

“Ok, I am opening the door now.” I said turning the lock. As I held the door open, behold a team of four fierce looking men heavily and. Before I could utter a word, one of them pushed me to the wall while the rest stormed in and started ransacking my apartment.

“Please, please what did I do?” I asked the guy who held me pressed to the wall with my hands behind my back but got no reply.

“Please I am not a thief, I ……. ” he slammed my head on the wall shutting the words back into my mouth. I felt little a crane was landed on my head as a severe pain simmered through my head.

“Mr man, you are under arrest for the possession of illegal fire arm, taking and trading of hard drugs and armed robbery.

“Jesus” I shouted interrupting him but a thunderous slap came in time to shut me up leaving me partially deaf and blinded.

This is what we found right there in the house” One of the guys reported to the man I perceived as their boss

“I swear to almighty god… I don’t know anything about it” I interuptted before another slap made me ralize I was dealing with our local policemen

“When we reach the station, you will explain better” He said with a smile.

“Meanwhile you have the right to remain silent for whatever you say or do will be used against you in the court of law,” he continued. “you have the right to and attorney but if you can not provide one, one will be provided for you by the state.” As my rights were being read, the one holding me on the wall was slamming cuffs on my wrist.

They placed me outside the house and went straight to my room while they did all they could. I tried as much as possible to visualize what could be found. I remembered I didn’t even place the money I just collected this morning from madam Juliet in a safe place.

“Oh Jesus” I moaned in bitterness.

I had barely finished moaning, before the three men who had stormed into my room came out with wraps of white substance, and a pistol.

The neighbors in my compound had gathered and kept watching as everything unfolded right in front of them. They started taking in groups and small pairs and I knew exactly what they would be discussing about. I was quickly forced to stand up, that was when I realized that the slap forced the pain in my ass to seize almost immediately.



” Take him away” The head guy commanded his boys.

Without hesitance i was dragged and pushed outside to a waiting Hilux van with the inscription ‘State Anti- Robbery Squad’.

******Somebody wants to see you at the counter” The man said to me****

***”You did this to me?***

***”We just started boy” She said with a smile”***

Watch out for the next episode***

wind10:
Nxt episode biko... wink
wink

Going on @ http://topwritersden.com/diary-of-a-heartbroken-hustler-2/13/

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Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by baski92(m): 7:03am On Feb 24, 2017
Your life dey in big shit

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Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Nathalya(f): 8:06am On Feb 24, 2017
amazing story.... next update please winkamazing story.... next update please
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by ChopBellefull(m): 10:38am On Feb 24, 2017
BiafraBushBoy:


wink...

Update they come this night!!

Stay tuned..
nwanne.. I bliv u die.. Others r buying pop corn and ice cream... Bt m doing ds in traditional style as m reading this story with my kolanut nd pami.. While listening to ogene bt zoro
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by ChopBellefull(m): 10:41am On Feb 24, 2017
Mimienudles:
Oh no... as much as I enjoyed the story from start, this stage is so saddening... I couldn't help but cry...
dnt worry dear i guess story d will end in joy coz he z still alive to tell d story.. Buh if u still feel like crying com to daddy lemme pet u
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Mimienudles(f): 10:54am On Feb 24, 2017
ChopBellefull:

dnt worry dear i guess story d will end in joy coz he z still alive to tell d story.. Buh if u still feel like crying com to daddy lemme pet u
lol, go away joor
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by ahaiwejc: 11:38am On Feb 24, 2017
u keep it up
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Nobody: 12:18pm On Feb 24, 2017
Biafrabushboy the story don finish?
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Youngbarna(m): 12:50pm On Feb 24, 2017
D war jst began ;DD war jst began
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by BiafraBushBoy(m): 4:20pm On Feb 24, 2017
Gozmok112:
Biafrabushboy the story don finish?

Not at all... Update coming at Night. smiley

If you don't see the end... it has not finished.

You no dey watch Oyinbo seasonal movie? shocked cheesy
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by BiafraBushBoy(m): 4:21pm On Feb 24, 2017
ChopBellefull:

nwanne.. I bliv u die.. Others r buying pop corn and ice cream... Bt m doing ds in traditional style as m reading this story with my kolanut nd pami.. While listening to ogene bt zoro

Ibu onye eze wink
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Nobody: 6:13pm On Feb 24, 2017
BiafraBushBoy:


Not at all... Update coming at Night. smiley

If you don't see the end... it has not finished.

You no dey watch Oyinbo seasonal movie? shocked cheesy
we re waiting
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by AlamienDagash(m): 7:19pm On Feb 24, 2017
Igboboi u be superstar i hail u. so wat bout mission maiduguri
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by BiafraBushBoy(m): 8:06pm On Feb 24, 2017
AlamienDagash:
Igboboi u be superstar i hail u. so wat bout mission maiduguri

Follows after this one ends.. Mk I update... BRB
Re: Diary Of A Heartbroken Hustler by Nobody: 9:57pm On Feb 24, 2017
Biafrabushboy..... abeg update us.. The story is quiet interesting

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