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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:09pm On Jul 29, 2018
HelenBee:
Lol. She really enjoyed Wasiu. Until he impregnates her or give her STD..


CENTINO. You do well.
Sister Helen! Na ya eye be dis? cheesy
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:08pm On Jul 29, 2018
EkopSparoAyara:
Am missing Mr Cosmas and The Undertaker...
BRAVO CENTINO
No be lie grin
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:07pm On Jul 29, 2018
horgahboss:
ghost mode deactivated...... great piece of work man....... thumbs up oga centino
Thanks man. Welcome on board.
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:05pm On Jul 29, 2018
chara019:
oga centino,I'm expecting the long talk between the two love birds,maya and Ndifreke
I'm happy to give this away...it's sure coming wink
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:03pm On Jul 29, 2018
michlins:
I don't know why but am still waiting for more updates
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Literature › Re: Sex Na Food (Pidgin Comedy Edition) Story Of A Rugged Guy By Youngzubi by Centino: 7:59pm On Jul 29, 2018
Omo! I don report for pidgin lessons.

My man! Respect bro. Good job.
Literature › Re: In The Name Of Love by Centino: 7:49pm On Jul 29, 2018
I'm here man. Blessings. I dey watch as Centino dey transfer hin life to hin blind date. Chai grin

Meanwhile, try not to post in a hurry. Allow it cool down for like an hour or two and then read again. You'll surely spot an undotted 'i' or a 't' that needs crossing.

If you can find another pair of eyes to look it over for you before you post...best.

Well done man!
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op):
damieskillz, donielord, Pappergroove, Jezyfreezman, slimkhan, KYLEJP, Youngzubi, michlinz, 2Lynx, Adesina12, jagugu88li (Like, seriously girl! cheesy), micah1122, joeworipre (I get you man, watch this space), jazmine4 (no be today o grin), bawz012, Rajahbite, MariamAlheri....I see y'all.




BOYFRIEND


Nurse Josephine’s phone rang. She looked at the caller ID, pressed the phone to her chest, and closed her eyes. Her companions looked at her quizzically.

“It’s my boyfriend Donie.”

“Answer it na.”

“I’m not sure I want to.”

“Why not?”

“He’ll want to come. I don’t think I want to see him yet.”

“Nursi o! Person dey find you.” They heard the unmistakable voice of Mama Akunna. Ndifreke, Irikefe, Josephine, and Maya herded out at the same time. Mama Akunna was calling from the frontage so they went through the corridor and let out a collective gasp at what they saw outside.

Wasiu had his hands over the broad shoulders of Donie. Donie appeared confused. He kept looking from Wasiu at his side and then to Josephine, whose friends now stood around her like protective walls.

“What has the bastard done?” Irikefe said to Ndifreke.

“I can explain Donie,” Josephine said.

“Sure you can. I want to hear it.”

“Can we go inside?”

“Yes” he said and shrugged Wasiu’s arm off his shoulder, jumped the gutter and entered the compound.

Josephine was breathing hard. She watched him take three large strides, reached where she was and walked past her into the corridor.

Maya squeezed her hand and said “be strong nurse. You did nothing wrong. You were attacked.”

“And don’t act guilty” Ndifreke added. You may feel it was your fault but it was not.”

“Thank you,” Josephine said and gave Wasiu the coldest stare she could muster and went after Donie.

Wasiu wore a satisfied look. He pointedly avoided the scathing eyes of Ndifreke and his gang and made himself comfortable on the bonnet of the nurse’s boyfriend’s Toyota Camry.

“Why don’t we just beat him up?” Irikefe said.

“For once, I really like the idea,” Ndifreke said. “But we don’t want a scene while Jo’s boyfriend is still here. That will make matters worse.” They looked to the side of the building and found Mama Akunna bent and pretending to be busy doing what they knew not.

“Please when are you going on the trip?” Ndifreke said to Irikefe.

“Tomorrow. I just hope it is not too late for Nurse Jo by then.”



“Why darling?” Donie began. “What could make you do that?”

“I don’t know how it happened Donie. You must believe me.”

“Twelve thousand naira, Jo. You borrowed twelve thousand naira from a guy in this place! That is a slap on my face Jo. It is bad enough that you chose to live here when I have three bedrooms to myself alone. And now resorted to borrowing as well.”

Josephine stared at her boyfriend in confusion. Then it dawned on her what was happening.

“How did you meet him?” She said calmly.

“Is that important?’

“Yes, it is.”

“He walked up to me at the supermarket and introduced himself and –”

“What did he say exactly? I want to hear every word he said to you.”

“Why is that important?”

“It is important to me!” she yelled and fell into his arms and began to sob.”

Donie was muscular and stood at 6feet 5inches. Josephine’s 5feet 5 inches frame fitted nicely into his body as he wrapped his arms around her.
He liked it when she showed this soft part. It meant that that was his day.

“Are you broke?”

“Erm, yes Donie.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t want to bother you with my problems.”

“I’m your man. It’s no bother.”

“I don’t want to be indebted to you Donie.”

“But you will be indebted to some random guy who cannot even afford one leg of my shoe.”

“Donie…”

“I am ashamed that you live here Jo. I still don’t understand what it is you are trying to prove. As if you haven’t embarrassed me enough with that, you now borrow money.”

“I’m sorry Donie.”

“Are you?”

“Yes I am.”

“Then show me.”

Josephine knew what that meant. Donie liked her to do things to him. He believed his brawny frame was meant to be worshipped. He liked her to remove his clothes and gasp at his built and then work on him each time they were together. Sometimes he returned the favour, other times he didn’t.

Today she would do whatever he wanted but first, she wanted to understand exactly what Wasiu did.

“Tell me what he told you Donie.”

“Take off my pants.”

“Please Donie.”

“You have been avoiding me Jo. Why is that?"

“I am not avoiding you Donie. Please tell me what Wasiu told you.”

“Wasiu? What kind of name is that?”

“That’s his name, please.”

“Give me that beautiful head Jo. Now.”

She took off his trainers and his chinos and dipped her hand into his boxers and found him.

“What did he say Donie?”

“He told me you borrowed twelve thousand naira from him and promised to pay last week but have refused to. I told him it was impossible. He told me to come and ask you if I did not believe him. He was too sure of himself and that bothered me. Now I am here and you say it is true.”

Josephine heaved a heavy sigh and said, “I’m sorry Donie.”

“I’ll give him the money as I’m leaving. And I will transfer fifty thousand to your account as well. If this happens again, I am done.”

“Okay Donie. Thank you.”

“That’s not the thanks I want.”

So Josephine went ahead to pleasure him. After a few minutes, he lay down and said, “Take off those clothes and come ride me baby”.

Josephine did as she was told. Donie lay beneath her with his eyes and mind closed as she struggled with the friction of her unreadiness. Then from nowhere the memory of the last time a man was inside her flashed through her mind. She held on to the thought and immediately it felt like a barrel was opened inside her and her love juices began to flow. While it increased Donie’s excitement, it only made Josephine super conscious of those immortal words of Wasiu’s. Nurse, in the dark, all cats are grey.



Irikefe, Ndifreke and Maya watched as Mama Akunna struggled to hide her tears. The sight of a crying old woman even when it was Mama Akunna was not something to behold and ignore. She took slow deliberate steps towards them and they momentarily forgot about Wasiu who would not budge from the parked Camry.

“Mama wetin dey do you?” Maya said.

Mama Akunna walked past them and as soon as he stepped foot on the corridor began to wail. Neigbours came out and began to ask Mama Akunna what the problem was. She sat on the floor as they all tried to understand what troubled her so much.

“I dey suffer too much. I dey suffer. Awero just die go. My pikin don crase. I dey alone for dis world. Which kind life be dis?”

“Mama! After all this time na now you come dey cry for Awero and Akunna?”

“My pikin, na manage I dey manage since. Una tink say de tin no dey worry me, but e dey worry me. Now, Akunna pikin don begin chop real food. Dat small pikin don dey finish one cup of garri. And I don old. My bone don dey soft. If I die now, who I go leave am for?”

“Carry am go village” Irikefe said from the gathering but someone hushed him. “Show respect to the old woman. If she is crying now then it really has gotten to her. Some of us wondered where she got the strength all this time to hold up after such a tragedy.”

“My pikin na true you talk.”

“Mama, repent and give your life to Christ? He said come to me all ye that labour and I will give you rest.”

“Esther, e be like say de time don reach wey I go do dat repent wey you dey talk since because as I dey see am so de time wey I go die don near. E get as e don dey do me for body.”

Sister Esther then asked for everyone to stand aside and then she went and squatted beside her and said “Then mama do the best thing you can do while you have the chance. It is written, Though your sins are as scarlet, they shall be white as snow. Are you ready to receive Christ as your personal Lord and savior?”

“Let her confess first!” Irikefe said. Mama Akunna then began to cry again. “Confess say wetin I do now?”

Irikefe was going to say more when he felt two strong fingers twisting his ear. It was his father. Pap Efe pulled him away by the ear.

As he retreated, he could hear Mama Akunna repeating her words of repentance after Sister Esther.

There was a loud cheer at the end of it when somebody said: “Mama you know say you be born again now?”

“I know my pikin,” she said.

“You go stop dat ogogoro wey you dey sell be dat.”

“Dat one no be problem. I go enter house now carry de tin trowey. Tank you jisos. Na firewood I go dey sell now.”

True to her words, Mama Akunna went inside her room and brought out a keg of ogogoro, which she took to the backyard and emptied into the gutter amid cheers from the onlookers.

“It is a season of cross-carpeting. Mama don follow APC senators shift camp” someone said and the laughter increased.

Outside, Irikefe was seething. Ndifreke and Maya joined him again. They were discussing Mama Akunna when they saw Josephine coming out of the compound with her boyfriend. This time Donie said hello to them as he walked past and went to his car. They watched confused as Josephine said her goodbye and turned away and Donie let Wasiu into the front seat beside him and drove away.

“What happened nurse? He was not mad?”

Josephine heaved a sigh and said, “Wasiu didn’t tell him.”

“What happened then? And why are they together?”

Josephine shook her head and said, “I don’t know. I’m tired. I want to go and rest.”

“Okay. At least it was not what we feared. I'm sure your man knows what he is doing. Go and rest,” Maya said.

“Erm nurse. Give me the money. I’m going to that place first thing in the morning tomorrow. Can you imagine that Mama Akunna is claiming to be born again all of a sudden? Can you believe that? Let her wait until I am back tomorrow.”

Josephine looked away and said, “Wait small. I have no money now.”

“We don’t have time nurse; we can’t trust Wasiu and her mentor.”

“I’m tired Irikefe,” she said and went inside.

“What is going on here?” Irikefe said to no one in particular.

“Forget about it if she doesn’t have the money,” Ndifreke said. “The least we can is to keep an eye on Wasiu and ensure that he does not harm her. I don’t know what he is up to but it cannot be good. The nurse is our friend now, we will help her any way we can.”

“Something is not just right.” Irikefe said.

“Let’s go inside,” Maya said to Ndifreke.

Back in her room, Josephine lay in bed and fiddled with her phone as her mind continued to work. She avoided Maya, Irikefe and Ndifreke for the rest of that day. When she was hungry, she called Mama Cowbell on the phone and made her order which Mama Cowbell sent to her room through her house girl. She only used the bathroom in the evening when fewer people were about and when she went to bed that night, she left her door ajar.


TO BE CONTINUED.
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 7:41am On Jul 28, 2018
@ Peppergroove - Yes ke. But no tell dem say I be olodo grin

@2Lynx Long time indeed. Welcome back. Dude nab me grin
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 9:39pm On Jul 27, 2018
Peppergroove:
Centino, one question please?
Did u attend UNIUYO? ?
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:13am On Jul 27, 2018
DaV8King:
centino good morning!

Wondafu piece of writing as usual!!

Came hoping to have saved a double surprise only to see one update but yagazie.

Hope all is well with you, we are looking forward to your next update!
Good morning man!
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:13am On Jul 27, 2018
seunadeolu:
From Cold war to ww3 grin




Oga Centino, RESPECT cool

Abeg call my name in the next lecture
Lol
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 8:12am On Jul 27, 2018
razmub:
"Singing" I don't wanna be a ghost reader no more.
Centino baba, I double tuale for you, you re the guy. Thanks for the selfless community service grin , o gbayii bro.
Thanks for the super duper write up, The lord is your strength
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Thanks man. Welcome onboard.
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 12:39pm On Jul 26, 2018
EkopSparoAyara:
Ah...
I refreshed again thinking that a mid-week update has dropped... Chai...
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 12:39pm On Jul 26, 2018
sam1ronald2:
Bro centinho I was once a ghost reader a guest but seeing this ur interesting write up I think I must create and account and comment on ur work nice write up bro kip it up grin grin grin
Thanks man! Nice to have you here. smiley
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 9:00am On Jul 26, 2018
k9ine:
Centino I believe Josephine came to tears knowing that Ndi and Maya trully do love each other; secondly she almost corrupted that love they shared.
Precisely wink
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 9:10am On Jul 25, 2018
niqablady:
I have been a guest on nairaland for quite awhile now but oga centino and is super katakata made me to login....more wisdom fall on you bro : kiss
Honoured to have you berth here first. Welcome to Katakata Street smiley
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Crime › Re: Nigerian Man Sentenced To 11 Years In U.S Prison For Fraud by Centino: 2:27pm On Jul 23, 2018
Dranoid:
Centino comman see what you have caused oogrin
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 2:17pm On Jul 23, 2018
eyesofpearls:
Jeez! This is awesome! You too much! Your mind ehn chai! Too creative!

I’m loving the twist and I hope Irikefe meets someone strong enough to handle mama Akunna.

More wisdom be added unto you.

I like the fact that Nurse Jo didn’t keep it to herself in shame.
Always pays to speak out and to the right people.
Well done Boss.
Yep yep yep.

Amen and thanks kiss kiss kiss
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 2:10pm On Jul 23, 2018
bereiweris:
Thats it i cant bear this any longer. am out of ghost mode bros centino what is it? i mean what is it? u ve bastardized my brain, i refresh my nairaland on Sundays like no tomorrow to crown it all up u never disappoint. ur d real MVP d real GOAT inshut. tnx so much for this. had to practice one of ur steps here & i must confess it worked. tnx a bunch.
Welcome onboard man. Nice rant grin
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op):
FIGHTING BACK

Josephine found that she did not feel any better after speaking with Mama Akunna. She could feel her mocking eyes behind her as she stood and left the room. Her last words did not give her any comfort. Wasiu going to Apapa to “carry asewo” were not words to make her overcome her trauma. Josephine decided that there was no use becoming paranoid or seeking to fault anybody for anything. She brought this upon herself, and she had to find a way to live with it if she was going to continue living at number 225 Katakata street.

She got to her door and stopped. The only thing she discussed with Mama Akunna was Wasiu spilling. They did not discuss the possibility of his returning for more, which was more than a possibility given Wasiu’s criminal tendencies. Lord! She gasped. She decided to go back to tell Mama to warn him against such a thought.

She was jarred by the sound of their laughter as she got to Mama Akunna’s door. It was not even two minutes since she left and Wasiu was already back with the old woman. And why were they laughing like that? Her heart did a double take when she heard what they were saying. “No mind de yeye gal. E come dey cry say you fvck am. "Wasiu come my room come fvck me hehehe’. I come dey tink for my mind say ‘de tin no sweet you?”

“Mama if you see de way she give me de nyash….”

Josephine felt her head spinning. But she was quick to collect herself and return to her room. She lay supine for her while as her heart rate normalized. She was surprised that she no longer felt any emotions. She would not cry. She was naïve to believe Mama Akunna would be any better than Wasiu. Didn’t birds of a feather flock together? Witch or no witch, she was clearly a reprobate old hag who deserved all the hate she was getting in the compound.

Josephine then considered her options. Her boyfriend had always wanted her to move in with him. She could pack an overnight bag and go with him when he visited that evening, or she could even leave now to his place, become scarce. By the time they saw her again things would have eased off. That, however, was not the option she needed. She prided herself as an independent woman. Running to a man’s house following a mess she brought upon herself would represent a new low for her. No. She would not run away. Instead, she would stay and stand up to her molesters. But to do this she needed help. And she knew just who to turn for that.



Maya sat on the balcony gazing at the sky. She had become even more reserved since the loss of the pregnancy. Her family largely ignored her. You would have thought that her mother regretted that Maya lost the pregnancy, because post-pregnancy, she decidedly let Maya be while she continued to toil at her fufu business. Her siblings, also unsure how to deal with her, followed their mother’s lead and left Maya alone. That morning, she was again preoccupied with thought when nurse Josephine appeared at her side.

“Can I talk to you Maya?”

“No.”

“Please.”

“Why?”

“I need your help.”

“You don’t need my help nurse.”

“I want to talk to Ndifreke and I need you to help me.”

Maya now looked her squarely in the face and said: “what is that supposed to mean?”

“Ndifreke is your man. He will pay no attention to me.”

“Nurse. Two days ago, you two were almost having sex right there in the open. You both knew I could see you yet you sat there unashamedly doing whatever it was you were doing. And now you say you can’t talk to him? Is he tired of you already?”

“Nothing happened, Maya. That was the day I found out that he was yours and yours alone.”

“Please leave me alone I beg you.”

“Ndifreke loves you Maya.”

“See where that got me.”

“Please, Maya.”

“I have left him for you nurse. Now please let me be.”

“I was raped in this compound. I know the person. I cannot confront him. I want to talk to Ndifreke about it.”

At that, Maya immediately thawed.

“That’s terrible, nurse. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay Maya. Now, will you help me?”

“I want to just that I have no idea how I am supposed to. Have you considered going to the police?”

“I could, but first I have to talk to a man I can trust. If I were to go and report, I wouldn’t want to go alone. I will be mocked.”

“How about your boyfriend?”

“Donie will die if he knew another man touched me. He always wanted me to move in with him and I refused. This will be too hard for him.”

“So you want Ndifreke to go with you.”

“If I go to the police, yes I will like him to be there. He is articulate. It would earn me some regard.”

“Why don’t you go to the council of elders? Mr Zubi, the chairman has everything you say Ndifreke has and more.”

“I don’t want to Maya. For personal reasons.”

“He likes you. Everyone knows that” Maya said. “It could even be to your advantage.”

“I may not go to the police. The way it is, I will like to know Ndifreke’s thoughts.”

“I don’t talk to him, nurse.”

“Why?”

“He broke my heart.”

“How?”

“He didn’t show himself to be man enough when I needed him to. He left me to suffer.”

“No, he didn’t. He could have done more if he were able. He borrowed to pay your bills.”

“It’s not about money nurse. I know he doesn’t have money. I was never with him for money.”

“Then what is it?”

“He showed himself to be too soft for me. He let my mother intimidate him. He didn’t try to see me for two weeks after my mother spoke harshly to him.”

“It’s his nature, Maya. Trust me, he suffered every day he did not see you.”

“I am not ready to talk to him.”

“Do you still love him?”

“Yes”

“Do you miss him?”

“I do.”

“Then why suffer? He is dying to talk to you. Why don’t you both just do the right thing and put yourselves out of this misery.”

“Nurse.”

“Yes.”

“Will you be honest with me?”

“Yes. I will do anything.”

“Did you sleep with him?”

“No.”

“Did he try to sleep with you?”

“No.”

“Is that the truth?”

“Yes, Maya.”

Maya searched Josephine’s eyes for about a minute and then pulled her into an embrace.



Ndifreke had just returned from the park with his brand new keke. At Irikefe’s suggestion, he took it to Papa Efe with a bottle of schnapps and Papa Efe said a prayer and poured some of the schnapps on the floor for the ancestors.

“It will be good with you.”

“Amen”

“It will not have accident.”

“You will not use it to carry dead body.”

“Amen”

“It will bring plenty money.”

“Amen”

“You will make money that you will use to buy Coaster bus from it.”

“Amen."

After the prayers, Papa Efe showed him where he would be parking the keke by the side of the building where it would be safe. Because he planned to start the business the following day Ndifreke invited Irikefe over to his room where he opened a bottle of wine for them to share.

“Bros Freke. I never saw you drink.”

“I have had a beer. Mr Cosmas and Mr Kingsley made me have it.”

“Wow, cool. But this is stronger you know. Beer just has a bad name.”

“I’m in the house. I’ll go to sleep if I am drunk. But I want to have that feeling. Finally, something good happens to me. I need to celebrate.”

Irikefe took the bottle from him and began to work the cork when they heard a knock on the door.

“Yes, come in.”

They did not expect to see Maya. A smiling Maya. Ndifreke was so pleased he shrieked with Joy.

“I came with someone,” she said. And then the curtain parted and nurse Josephine entered the room.

“What is going on here?” Ndifreke said, looking at the two women. The only reason he was calm was that they were cheerful, somewhat.

“Erm bros, I think I have to go,” Irikefe said.

“No. You are my guest. We have a celebration to do.”

“What are we celebrating?” Maya said.

“My Keke. I will start work with it tomorrow.”

Maya stayed silent for a while and contemplated it. Then she opened her arms and they embraced. It was long and deep and it brought tears to the eyes of the watching Josephine.

“Give me a glass too, Maya said. If you drink, I will drink.”

“Chai, see love!” Irikefe said. Nurse, love me too na.”

“You know I am not available.”

“Sorry, it’s only one bottle of wine. I wasn't expecting anyone else,” Ndifreke said. Thanks for bringing her nurse.”

“I had to. If I am not spoiling the celebration, I have a problem and I need help.”

Maya tapped Josephine and nodded towards Irikefe who was rummaging through the food locker for cups.

“It’s okay for Irikefe to stay. He will still hear. And I will prefer he heard from me first. Moreso he was the one that opened our eyes to the scum Mama Akunna was.”

Josephine then went ahead and told of how Wasiu stole into her room and raped her and how she found out that Mama Akunna was in on it.

Irikefe could not contain his anger.

“The bastard,” he said.

“Yes he is.”

“I don’t want to ask how he did it without you knowing or any resistance, because all you needed to do was shout and help would have arrived. It’s not like this is a block of flats.”

“Then don’t ask Irikefe. Clearly, she is hurt. If she could come here and tell us herself without feeling shame, then we cannot ask questions or second guess.”

“You’re right bros. I swear dem need to cut that guy preek. And that bloody Mama Akunna. Every bad thing in this compound is linked to her. You people should wait till she kills someone before you stand up to her.”

“So what are we going to do now?” Maya said.

“This is not nice, people. Wasiu will come back.”

“God forbid.”

“Let’s report him.”

“I don’t want to go and tell the police I was raped. If they ask the questions irikefe just asked, I will not be able to answer.”

“Who said I want us to report the rape? We are reporting his drug dealing. He needs to go back to kirikiri.”

“You know it is Mama Akunna that keeps the drugs for him.”

“Yes. Let them arrest her too. It is high time.”

“What if she outsmarts them and then turns on us?”

“Bros, I have said you should let us deal with Mama Akunna the one way that is sure to work. Instead, you went to Cosmas and he taught you pure heart. Now, where has the pure heart led you? Next, Sister Esther brought prayer warriors and they came here and shouted and shouted and poured gallons of olive oil everywhere and yet the old woman is still waxing strong. Allow me to proffer the correct solution to this problem. Like you have rightly noted, with Mama Akunna in the picture, we will not be able to touch Wasiu. The enemy here is Mama Akunna and I know how we can stop her.”

“I already told you I will not do anything fetish,” Ndifreke said.

“I am the one that was violated. I will do anything you say Irikefe.”

“Okay nurse. I will go on a small trip tomorrow and will return the same day. I’ll need like 10k.”

“I’ll give you. And I’ll go with you,” Josephine said.


TO BE CONTINUED.
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 5:13pm On Jul 19, 2018
Patotelli:
...AND I ENTERED...
D girl was first shocked but me was just looking like a dummie, d girl put up courage stod up and started removing my clothes, before i know it she's already on my johnthomas which i never noticed it has elongated to full service. We did all kinds of styles oo.. To my vaseline crew i hail.. She gave me a Mouth Gig which no one has beat thsat record till now, plus all what i've taken with my friend before all come begin dey manifest, her ringingtone makes me to never get tire and continue thursting hars and faster.. Her cum ran like a lose tap. My people d next morning i almost ran mad when the girl was about creating scene that i raped her. Hmm oh boy ontop say i believe she and the mama manipulated me, wetin we both enjoyed??.. Well after i left she later collected my phone number from my friend to apologies and to God be the glory we still bleeped until last year she married. Chai d babe na god go punish her..


OGA CENTINO RIDE OONN!!!..

#IDI_OK
#PATOTELLI
#PATTOSKI
Pattoski my man! What an experience. I know it can happen. And it does happen. Thank goodness it's a happy ending for you. Not always so.
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 5:10pm On Jul 19, 2018
Microfels:
Great work Centino, I have been following this story with great enthusiasm and you haven't disappointed. However, I think you should ease up on the supernatural aspect, it's beginning to read like a bad Yoruba movie. Although, you have established a great foundation for Mama's supernatural activities and Mr Cosmas' character has given us a unique insight, I think you are beginning to overdo it with Mama's ability to know people's thoughts, aura, primal desires etc. and her other unnatural abilities.

Just my 2cents
Well noted man wink

Thanks.
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 5:08pm On Jul 19, 2018
RhemaDavids:
I have really learnt a lot from this story, it actually made me discover the witch in my compound, also made me strengthen my faith as a believer, this woman no longer greets or responds to my greeting. I now know what she knows. Oga cent thanks so much
Wow! Now that's interesting. Wish you the strength dear. Keep the faith. You'll be fine smiley
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 5:06pm On Jul 19, 2018
OlufemiWhit:
No fast foward anytin ooooo......make we se as round to BTW wasiu and nurse go be
grin grin grin
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 5:06pm On Jul 19, 2018
eyesofpearls:
Wow! This tori too sweet! So much to learn. Thanks Cent.
you're welcome dear.
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 9:52am On Jul 19, 2018
pulchritude94:
abeg i want this story fast forward

how can i do it pls cheesy cheesy

make mama and wasiu self meet their own wahala the table must not be turned in their own direction alone nao wink
I think I'm gonna do this...fast forward grin
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Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 9:52am On Jul 19, 2018
ncChigo:
I really feel bad 4 d nurse.. Boss Centimo kill mama already abeg..
Really tempted to. But as tsharp noted, her character throws up lessons we must never lose sight of in our life sojourn. The cringe worthiness of the situation really should make some of us lucky enough to only experience this in fiction realize how lucky we are. Trust me it is that bad in some instances.
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 9:08am On Jul 19, 2018
tsharp:
missed the last two updates. caught up now. hmmm, even i couldn't have also guessed it was wasiu.

centino well done. since i understood your style i never read and fail to look out for the lesson therein.

it is not everyone that smiles and laughs with you that wish you well. they can be smiling and also killing you. and you should never confide or seek help from people just because they appear nice. also a reminder that the devil is constantly looking to kill, steal and destroy.

thanks boss.
Need I say more? smiley

Thanks man.
Literature › Re: Sex Na Food (Pidgin Comedy Edition) Story Of A Rugged Guy By Youngzubi by Centino: 4:42pm On Jul 18, 2018
Good job man and thanks for the dedication.

I dey your corner no shaking! grin grin
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 2:03pm On Jul 18, 2018
EmperorShizzy:
Read the last update with swelling anger for that witch,Enough of her bullshit in katakata street,Josephine was Eavesdropping the conversation between the witch and wasiu



Nice work Centino,great piece
Thanks man. Mama damn annoying now, true.
Literature › Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by Centino(op): 2:02pm On Jul 18, 2018
YINKS89:
dis mama na smfin els ......... they need to show her small pepper make she reset small........ and as for josephine no be her fault as her faith no reach na him mama gv her sleeping pill....... grin.... wasiu no go do anoda one from ma observation and moreova he needs to go back to his former house(the cell) .. cos i no see any need for him in dat compound... also centino we need more characters in the compound with different dramas....... thumbs up man u d best.
Nice observation YINKS89. Time we saw more of the others I agree. smiley

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