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Cheriepet: okay

thanks more coming

JigsawKillah: Ur choice of song sha



SAW

il be doing that constantly,or whatdyu suggest?

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" Hello, Mr Ola on the line. "

Rather than hear a response, it went silent with a ceiling fan breaking the long silence. Mr Ola formed a grimace-IT WAS DUPE!!!

The call went off and he fell back in the chair and soliloquized.

" Daddy, is that mummy? "

He turned back to see his son, Louis looking confused and yet agitated.

" Uhm. " he mumbled some unknown words.

" Is it her? "

" I dont know,how long have you been there? "

No Answer!

" So youve been eavesdropping on daddy, and for how long? "

Still no answer!!

" Dont let me fight with u young man. "

Louis suddenly found the courage to spill it all.

" I need mum back here. That holiday is too much, cant you just forgive her? " Mr Ola glanced fast at his son. " and and..... "

" Son you had better grow up! grow up!! Stop crying for mummy! mummy!! mummy!!! You can do without her, and you have been doing fine and dont lemme hear you ask me silly questions from Pluto again. "


Louis stood in a transfix. The hurt in his chest quaked as his eyes gave way to a ' little pond ' that soon broke the world's record for becoming a river in just seconds- TEARS!! He walked away and found his way beneath his bed and cried his eyes out. He soon fell asleep. Mr Ola at first wasnt concerned, but he came back home an hour later to discover Louis wasnt at the TV as usual. His instinct took him straight to beneath his son's bed.



He pulled out the already sleepy boy and placed him on the bed, covered him and then stared hard at his resemblance. If selecting kids that broke the resistance parents always protrayed in hard times was allowed, he knew his son would make the list. He heaved a sigh of relief, told the maid -Bose, to ensure they were watched and settled for a bottle he hid in his wardrobe. He saw a cup covered with a card and soon drank to satisfaction. No taste to detect, but its potency was efficient. He reeled off and fell asleep.

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Elsewhere in like manner at exactly the very same time was a woman with an album on her chest. Tears rolled down her face as she glanced through. No one was stopping her from seeing her kids. Twas just her own decision to stay far away and try another time to make things right. It was Dupe........... She had a tough decision to make - deciding to walk back into their lives for their sakes.

" Tomorrow is Sunday Dupsy! " Gbemi, Dupe's friend exclaimed.

Gbemi gave her a long compassionate look and walked off sleepishly. She hated intruding such kinds of situation since Dupe moved in temporarily.


" See you tomorrow. "

Dupe nodded and the door closed. Then she gave way to the ' streams ' in her eyes.

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Song: Westlife- Quit Playing Games.

Cheriepet: Well davey, u are doing a good job but try space ur work n take note of d commas n full-stops.

ur recent update i think i am lost. what brought abt grandpa, Helen n den d tenant dere is a missed up on d second paragraph

mr olaniyan is a landord (1st paragraph),helen is his kid(1st update),tenants were still coming to get accommodation(now remains 4apartments to fill)thanks en il take careful note of the paragraphing!!

iceberylin: EXPLAIN JOOOR

where can i get a pix to explain now.na sha welcoming swag/style of nigbayen!!

lekinz: Walks in with my bloodstained dagger...

I need blood.....blood...blood

More horrific update.....

( redraws letter of acceptance for bounce needed for my story) shuo!! Lekinz how far

Therock5555: Hehehehe I was just about reminding u sef. Anyway nice story. Am following like Hunch.

Weldone bro, take note of ur fullstops, its getting one too many

thanks! Il take note.

Make una encourage Davo o!
Thanks!! TheRock5555,i go send am tonight.

PRESENT

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Mr Olaniyan was a Landlord. Yeah and a quite different one too! He idly spent more cash to convert his large spacious compound along Ayobo into houses that would provide accommodation. Gradually the Three other duplex buildings were soon booming with tenants of all kind, calibre, mentality and craziness to say the least.


But there were rules! Rules set to make a difference with how things were executed. Mr Ezey printed the rules and strictly interrogated his wannabe-tenants if they could adhere to it. To the wannabes, he looked quite sadistic, wicked. Grey hairs ' designed ' his beard, but he was in his early forties. He was rather covertng his efforts of losing his wife to infidelity into every physical aspect of his life.



Luckily and quite surprising, there was no court case. His father looked at him when he arrived one time and just nodded his head. Helen looked at Granpa and asked a few childish questions.

" Go and play with your friend. "

" But they dont live here daddy. " she shook in stubborness

" Then do your homework! "

Helen stood up angrily, imagining to inflict some pain on her dad just exactly the way Jackie Chan did in the movies. Her father had changed a bit, but it was obvious he tried hiding pain inside. Just they couldnt exactly link it to the disappearance of their mum. Twas a perfect thought. She smiled and ran out before her name could be repeated, this time for an errand.

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" The rent is 350k/year. " Mr Ola said. He showed them round the clean compound and the Couple silently followed him, whispering in agreement.

They rushed him with questions and he answered to their satisfaction.

" We'l take it. Quite different for the common face-me-i face-you. "

Mr Ola glanced at the gentleman's wife as she smiled in agreement to her husband's observation. He came ' alive ' at her charm, but soon drifted off when he remembered Dupe.

" Okay! Okay!! Fine we can settle things tomorrow morning. "

" No problem sir. " they bellowed in affirmation and exchanged pleansantries and took their leave.


The next day, Mr and Mrs Akporie were shown into their 2bedroom apartment.

The compound had a center space for any kind of event.no 'green water ' ran aground- algae mess. No foul, septic concentration permeating the atmosphere, no odd bathroom incidents. All just totally different from the other FMIFU- face me i face u houses about the area.



But 'Tenants' would always be ' tenants ' . It was just a syndrome no landlord could effectively wipe out......... Mr Ola heaved a sigh of relief, just Four more apartments to go! His phone buzzed and he walked off talking business. Louis viewed him from the verandah. He's been studying his dad for some weeks now. Fourteen years of age and in JSS2.... He bolted out of sight......


Song: Tuface-Ifenyi Gbaga