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after hearing about the short life span of some priest who serve them, here I was asked to carry a Yoruba deity to my home town all in the name of making money.....I might be a stubborn boy..hard hearted.. but not this time.
Offcus, we told baba am coming back, but deep in my mind...I just wanna hit the road the next morning to warri and forget about all this shittx... focus solely on my internet scams... fûckc it charlize on my mind already...I knew she gon pay huge this time around... what the hell do I need a deity for.


I got to warri the next day tired and stress out.. none of the chairmen were in, just an empty house..I went to the kitchen, thank God they was left over soup in the pot... quickly arranged for swallow and fed myself...my phone rang..it was seyi...I didn't even inform him I was heading back to town..and dude was there in the hotel asking of me and they told him have already checked out.


I picked the call.




Seyi: Terri na so you be




Ha...baba agbalagba...nor vex...I just say make i enter road this morning...I supposed call you to inform you...but you know say network nor de for road.

Heh seee.....




Seyi: no problem Terri, wetin I go tell baba





I nor know o, but that matter nor dey my mind at all.




Seyi: ok no problem.







2months passed, I couldn't cashout no more...clients no longer respond to my chats...charlize who I had all hope on, was about to initiate a wire transfer to me that Monday morning, when she called..but I didn't know she was in the bank and the account I gave her had already been flagged.....$150k just went sour just like that...the boa staff manager told her I was a scam and the account has been reported on scam funds and the rest...from that day onwards, she no longer pick my call.... doesn't reply my text.


I was starting to get low on cash, while chairman Ubaga was planning to a buy new house in lekki....270milionaira. we all went there to access it..all the equipments were imported..all foreigne..jacuzis.. executive suits, cinema..Gym..bbq..cctv....just to least a few....it was heaven on Earth...from what I learnt he was planning to settle down soon with a girl he's been seeing recently... and here I was in the game slacking big time... could it be the way that I just neglected baba and seyi like that's affecting... thoughts were coming. I picked up my phone and dialed seyi number that Friday night and I could remember vividly how it felt.

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since I didn't come with my laptop, I couldn't do much hustling just random chat's I was having with some clients of mine with my mobile...I made a call to charlize who had been dieing to hear my voice for days now and we made love on the phone... making her soak and wet that she had to send me her cream juice from her pucsy..a snapshot. Damn.. I knew she is ready for another billing...buh this time around since she own a real estate company...I wanted to pull a huge heist all at once then maybe bounce.... talking about 200k$ upwards ...and the only way I could that is to make her understand, she's the love of my life.... seeing her climax just with the way I bleeped her on the phone..gosh.. it gave me joy knowing quite well another cashout is on the way.


I got a call that evening from my elder sister that they needed more money to get more materials since the building of the bedroomss flat almost pass the lintel level, asking me to come speak with the engineers, for the zinc's, doors, the plumbing works that were about to commence...I didn't have time for that, I just told her to send me her details, Which I initiated a transfer of 2.5millionaira to her instantly through my mobile app. she called back and I told her to get the construction work going... with the 2million and the extra 500k for the upkeep of my mom.

The following morning we had to go meet baba, while waiting for seyi...I couldn't use the cab guy, I checked on him and told him I be back in few hours, he should tell the hotel to give him anything he needs...dude was asking if I needed a ride.. but no...I knew he was starting to sense my motive...when he said.



Bros, it be like na confirm science dey this place o.




I didn't reply him, Seyi came around 9 40am, and off we went to the shrine located at the outskirts of osogbo, with thick bushes... shallow roads...we arrived there and met baba doing prayers to his God's and several incantations..he told us to come in and as soon as he saw me..he greeted me in Yoruba... and ask of my farebeing how I was...


baba everything dey well...


The charms he did for me worked, I presented the items we bought on the way as a sign of appreciation..dry gin...kola... and 10k for the Gods with my left hand, which he started another incantations and prayers for me.. with me replying ashe! ashe! ashe! at every interval's.


after all the formalities,




my pickin the reason while I call you come is to tell you that time don reach for your main work, you see the first day I see you...the way your star take shine for my eyes and tell myself say you I go take like my pickin and I nor go fit tell you lie.
you see I go carry something give you when you go put for house, every 2weeks you go dey give am him food...... anything you want just enter the room.tell am it go happen.
all this was Said in Yoruba, as interpreted by seyi.


from what I understood was, baba was going to give me one of their ancestral deities to carry from osun state to warri and worship as my own..if I was to accept, I be fortified..and they are going to be rules and severe repercussions when broken...but if I do accept and followed accordingly...my wealth will triple before the eyes of my friends and enemies....as stated by Seyi.



this was a huge decision I can't just accept.


firstly, I don't have a house of my own.


secondly, am not a Yoruba boy.....am just a guy from the south who came here to seek wealth and they about to give me their sacred deities to live with me for the rest of my life.


After several deliberations, we bided baba farewell and went back to the hotel...




me: I nor sure say I fit do this one



seyi: Terri, you too fear....

you see not everybody fit carry this juju when baba won give you so....nw because your head fit carry am....it' not dey easy...it nor common...and it's not like you nor go fit live your normal life..... you go just try to dey extra cautious to some certain things and dey OFFER WETIN THEM TELL YOU TO GIVE AM.

Anticipate, this sound.


Tittled, deep wound's

I get one of my boys to jump on it....or maybe I jump on it myself.

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I asked what he would like to eat, which I went back to the restaurant to tell them to prepare another plate of vegetable soup for him...I came back with bottles of goldberg... because that was his favourite... if he ain't drinking palmwine. he knew I was eager to hear why I was called to come here unexpectedly and started with a crooked laugh displaying his brownish set of teeth.


Terri, I Know say your heart go don dey cut you..but no fear everything dey okay.

na day before yesterday baba call me for phone say make i come meet am, as I go...him come ask of you...I say you dey fine.... then he come tell me say I go call you to come.. make them start the main work for you.




what main work? I was dumbstrucked losing my father unexpectedly.. what does that stand for then ..I was about to ask him, when he continued.


you see baba tell me say make i tell you to stop to chop that thing "Aseje" it don do it's purpose..... now if you go house, you try buy one man pigeon... strangle am then cut the head, pour the blood inside the pot when contain the Aseje.. make you thank am say you appreciate wetin it do for you.. then make you go burry am.

but before then we go see baba, but I don't know if we fit go now or make we leave am till morning.



it was already evening, they was still enough time.....I wanted to get done with the whole process and probably go back home the next day.. but I didn't know it wasn't as swift as I thought...seyi made a call to baba..2misscalls before he picked and told him he wasn't around...he was at the market to get some materials needed for his clients who came to seek his help...after cutting the call.



baba, still dey go market..him too old for that now... why him nor send that his boy?.




At first seyi laughed out loud, sipped his drink from the glass and turned another before he touched me and said, na because your already in na make me won tell you this.


he went further and Said the market baba went to was a spiritual one....it was in osun state..a popular one at that... people go there to do their daily trades.. but deep inside they also sell some fetish things... like human skull, eyes... virgina... hearts and livers... anyhow the spiritualist needs it...if it's dried or fresh it's always there.
they also sell those uncommon animals like vultures, bats.. leopards that are needed in preparing of charms and concortions daily.
he also said few people knows about the attrocities in that market, and not everyone can go there to ask of such packages.... that's why baba can't send his boy....instead he always go alone even though is old and can hardly walk.


hearing all this, I knew this wasn't no childish play no more...I just kept quiet, until we heard a knock on the door. it was the restaurant with the food I ordered.

We arrived osun state some minutes pass 1 in the afternoon, I lodged in an exclusive hotel and paid for two rooms because I knew seyi was coming to meet me and we are going to get a sit-down discussion as to why I was called to come... letting the cab driver hear our discussion would give him hint about what I came to do.

I was farnished so badly, went to the receptionist and use style to ask if their food was nice...she said yeah.. they had different varieties of soup and their jellof rice was spicy but damn...I walked into the restaurant and confirmed my fears it was a female cook I saw from the kitchen end. She was a bit advance like in her 40s .... since she was close to menopause stage..it was a risk I was ready to take. I gave her my order, okro soup mixed with vegetables 2 plates... which she said would be ready in few min time.

The food taste so nice, that I even forgot my worries.and..taboos....I ate like my life depends on it and washed it down with a bottle of cold malt....seyi was coming from ilefe to meet me at osogbo..so I had a little time to rest. The tv set was on, I remember I had to call Ubaga then meyiwa call came into my phone almost immediately.


What does she want?...the last time we spoke was my birthday almost 2months ago.. though I saw her updates with a particular guy on facebook.. her new boyfriend from school she's been flaunting over there..I gave no fûck..our relationship ended before it even started..so she was free to do whatever she wants.




Me: hello




Meyiwa: Terri, how are you



Me: am fine, was sup....this one you remember me today






Meyiwa: hmm, if I nor call.. you won't call me too?....anyway am at your house.
They say you travel.




Me: yes o, hope no problem





Meyiwa: not exactly, I just came to check on you...I came back from school yesterday.





Me: oh okay





She came to offer me free pucsy once more, even though if I was around I might not have tapped it, she don't freak no more... besides levels have changed...I bided her farewell and end the call.



The hotel wasn't hard for seyi to find, but a bushman will ALWAYS be a bushman...the way he dressed all eyes were on us as we made it pass the gate of the hotel, all the way to the receptionist passage to my room... even the cab driver was stunned. Beards unshaved... old native cloth looking dirty and washed off and all.....I Can't still believe this is the same person who made Ubaga who he is today..and he is still doing the same to me.

Why can't he do same thing for himself... that thoughts came to my mind as I offered him a sit.

mytyfbi:
Exactly the reaction I was expect. When a writer can’t control his/her emotion.
You just lost it bro. Enjoy your life

They are times a person controls it's emotions, and they are just times you just let it spark and go with the flow....(this is exactly one of those times)..yes its my emotion speaking and you deserved every bit of the words I said...no regrets.
I actually felt good and better after dropping that response to you... and no I didn't lose it... I kept it and made a point.

mytyfbi:
I’ve been following your story for a while and I must commend your good storyline. But what I don’t seems to get is you using your write up to solicit for monetary assistance. Try and master your game and believe you me, money will roll in. This been said, write if you need to write and stop all this online begging .

I know a dumb headed fellow like you will always come out to say trash, yes am soliciting for monetary assistance to help further my cause and vibes from good samaritans who appreciates the arts...... not degenerates lowlife like you who uses tourchlight and candle insearch for flaws to kill a man who's trying to find his feets.....


ONLINE BEGGING?....ON MY OWN THREAD.



Let me burst your bubble, the west call it crowdfunding... fundraising that some are even organise by mean well fans not witches n wizards like you


Once again I didn't put gun in your head brah to do a transfer, either you like it am dropping several updates tonight with or without no transfer.



So fûckc off with your negative opinion, keep far..

I don't need it

As you do, may the almighty lord bless you.

Morning came, I had to call seyi on phone and explained to him I can't make that trip,. That it would be the next day...he should please help me beg baba not to be offended that I was trying to sort out some things here in warri before he called yesterday...he said OKay, he would do as I say, but I shouldn't fail to get to osun state morrow.

Ubaga wasn't going with me this time around, his own herbalist with the guys were different from mine...so I was in this boat all alone. Since the money was there, my mind flashed to one of our cab delivery guy maybe he could take me there to and fro, without me having to take a public transit and stop at different states park... the stress wasn't it at all..

I called him and told him about the deal, if he could drive me for that long distance, " HAH BROS, EVEN IF NA COTONOU YOU WON GO, I go drive you there, as long as the money is involved....I asked him how much... which he in turn ask me how many days we going to spend....I told him probably 3 days ..(even though I didn't know yet)



Bros na 80k you go give me..




Hah, I was angry that's an absurd Pryce, but when he explained to me I had to calm down.. according to him... he's Going to buy fuel of 25k...fill the tank of the car to the brim.
And for that 3days we are gone, he paused his Normal hustling that he normally makes 20k or thereabouts daily.....now the motion about me getting my own car was kicking in...even if I had known how to drive Ubaga might even have let me use one of his 3cars...Damn.

I asked him if all his papers are correct, he said yes because I wouldn't want to encounter police and their wahala, he instantly sent his account which I did a transfer to him that evening. He came as early as 6am in the morning, I already got ready with my polo and t-shirt... just one extra trouser in my mini handbag... ready to move.
I walked and knocked Ubaga room, which he told me to come in....he saw I was ready for the trip and told me to call him when I got there.


Okay na chairman.

Warri to osun state, with the distance involved not a childs play, and here someone is telling me to come over in less than few hours ., I weaked... I thought it was a one time trip, I never knew when eating with the devil, you gone be expected at the TABLE AT ALL TIMES.


Since this was my own cross, no need bothering Ubaga about it, besides I had been trying to be self reliant on myself and taking decisions on my own...I smoked all through that evening, crack cocaine and loud... had a stash of 200k in my gucci bag that had been there for some days now unspent exchanged from the club.. I decided to ease the stress I was going through... made a call to one of my club manager friend to get me one of those high end classy hook up girls to come spend time with me that evening.

The babe was calling 45k last for shortress, I asked for her pics the backsides she got was good, every guy who sees her would loved to have a bite...damn but 45k was funny to me...for just one whip? I called the girl on phone she was still saying same thing..when she saw I was bargaining..she said

OGa, my pucsy not for broke niggas, even that 45k is a less...my shortine in Abuja is 70k and it's just an hour.

The word upsets me, I hanged up and called the club manager to tell her to come, which I texted the address to her. It was a full house already, chairman Ubaga was around, Ayoski, williams and even his cousin.... smoke filled the air and men looking wasted, vibing and discussing updates and shitx. She called me she was in the street which outside to pick her from the cab she took. As soon as she stepped in all eyes were on her backsides...she also was surprised seeing men in the living room with their laptops on. Then I told her openly as she sat,


Becky with like so, na my chairmen be this, how much you go take to fûck we all..


At firstz, she said naah...she can't but looking around she knew I wasn't playing...shebi she called me a broke nigha...I told her I give her 200k cash.. which she said okay...all this while men didn't even care about what I was discussing with her... they were just there.

I went to her, pressed her boobs hard... that was when them men started seeing the vibes..





Runo: terry you don dey psych,?..carry your kele go room na.






Me: BROS, na free to air o



Yes free to air subscription, but how did I pulled it off with this classy bîtch, they were surprised and Ubaga burst out a long laugh.....my nigha!.



I went first..


Followed by Runo




Then chairman Ubaga, who had just a good blowjobx and nutted in her mouth.



Ayoski and williams were just observing, laughing...commentating.. with their dickc in their pants hard as hell...they didn't go in.. just watched while they smoke as becky was devoured doggie by self made men.

The burial went well.. I was trying my possible best to keep a low profile, even though I didn't wished my dad death and the cash was there.....the lust for more money, fûcking different girls of my choice...and leaving expensive fast life like that of hush puppy, mompha, investor bj....wearing expensive cloths... versace..louis vuitton..turkey jeans Worth #85,000 just one pair.. got me going... Talk about the ice on my neck?.... diamond earing, when I walked down the street to the mall or for a stroll out I always get stared out doing the calculation of the worth of all the things in my body could give a man high blood pressure..i looked classy..since the money was starting to show..I cared less about my emotions or feelings but still I had to keep it on a lowal minimum.... before people start talking.

My men from warri came for me on that D day, some in their cars with friends..foods were surplus for family members and church people that came....all invites were attended well, my day one bloods in abraka were with me til the next day... which I took them to an exclusive hotel that evening after the burial and bought more drinks and smoke for their pleasure...no matter how low profile I wanted it to be...... but FRAUD MONEY CAN NEVER HIDE ITSELF.


I stayed over one week at abraka with my mum and sister's, they noticed the changes in me...like since I came back..I haven't eaten nothing in the house... I knew it was soon before my mom start complaining, after preparing a good banga soup and starch with stoked fish...tiko.. but the rules were there...my mom I could trust but my sister's I don't know if they are on their menses... which they helped in the kitchen.....I faked a call about meeting a friend, before I came it was late in the evening and told them have already eaten. Even though I was still mummy's boy, she did treated me with respect... because her son was a man now...the funds I spent...the men I roll with..she was starting to see I was into fraud... yahoo yahoo...but just can't say..not yet.



2 months passed everything went normal, I was focusing more on the dating scam... even the charm I was givien to feed on was still there...I noticed my tummy was getting a little bit big, I didn't take note...maybe it's fats and alcohol and drugs I do daily.... charlize my sweetheart was still into me big time, after the huge transfer she made.. she had also sent me $10,000 twice... asking when are we going to see... which I kept telling her soon....I had other new women I was packaging, but as soon as I noticed they are broke or not up to my standards..I immediately lose interest and ghost them.

Since I was financially independent and bouyant on my own, I spent most night out in hotels... with friends..... this wasn't the boy who was ordered around no More.... even Ayoski when speaking With me, calmed down a little...same with williams.... Runo still kept using that OGa vibes on me...like Terri, you dey craze... when you go start learn how to drive motor self?



Me: hah, bros.....hu na never teach me na




Runo: them nor dey teach person...na mind..ask Ubaga.


Then teach you yahoo, them go still teach you how to drive motor..





Runo was harmless with his harsh words, that's just how he is....he don't relate that much but when he does he speaks maturedly sometimes in a funny manner. I got a text message from seyi that afternoon to call him, when I did...he told me to come to osun state first thing in the morning.

before getting to Abraka that morning, I had to call fear God to know if my sister's had left him.. which he affirmed to..I told him to get me my stuffs (crack cocaine and stem) since I wasn't going to cry at the death of my father as instructed..I needed something to make me feel high and hard.

I lodged in an hotel close to fear God abode and called him to come meet me there..... dude told me that my sister and victors came to wake them up from sleep this morning that's when he heard the news that my father was late..all this why I was just opening the parcel of crack and putting it in the pipe....I lighted up to 4 times... with steady turning of black bullet..I was okay ready to go face my fears, families n the rest.


3 of my guys accompanied me as soon as I got home, they were people there already, I didn't cry didn't bulge instead I was just bitting my lips with my head down...since I was grown up boy many of them understand and didn't really take note of me instead they were consoling my mum and sister's...I was just there gisting on a low with my peers with a sad look.

some of them who haven't seen me for a while but have heard I was a big boy now before the demise of my father could confirm it...I bought hut drinks schnapps and cola nuts for the elders for some to wash their mouth, though I didn't overdo it... but no one suspects, because I didn't even have a car to my name yet...just me looking good and sorting some bills without stress.



my father corpse has been disposed in the morgue, I was still young and the only boy among two elderly girls.. everything had to be organize by father younger brotherwho was in his mid 40..thank God my dad already had his own piece of land he inherited from the family. I made it known to my uncle that I would love to start a foundation there before he is buried in..and assured him that it won't take that long so all the necessary burial arrangements should be paused first.


At first he didn't take me seriously, but when he saw Ubaga who came with me to the family meeting on a Sunday and I introduced him as my mentor with the rides parked outside our compound, he was forced to keep quiet and let me carry out things the way I wanted. my cut from the $50,0000 was much, since so many hands and ears wasn't involved in it.... within 2 days a foundation of 5 bedroom flats had already been dugged in the land by the community boys they were ever ready to work...I paid them well...infact the district chairman and pros of our community was with me and Ubaga all through that day.

my sister's didn't know fear God, but they do know victor and bankz my day one gees.....and victor didn't have my new number but he knows fear God was the one who linked me to chairman Ubaga....due to the birthday invites and the way fear God was relating with Ayoski that night who was in our tables...so he had to refer my sister's to him.


I was numbstrucked when I heard my sister teary voice, Terri... where you dey for warri.. uncle kparobor dey ask of you. You see the messages shey...(while she sobs)



Me : wetin do daddy before, he nor well?






Sister: nor be phone talk, mummy don ask of you tire....







I suppose come yesterday, but them begin start shoot gun for where I dey for warri, so the bros when I dey follow stay say make i wait because police and soldiers come full everywhere... before I look everywhere for town quiet...I nor come see motor take come again.



Sister: you dey come nw abi.




Yes, I dey come like so....was I hurt my father was dead.. yes I was...but recently after my withdrawn from Delsu...he didn't really care about me no more or how I lived my life....hates the sight of me like I disgust him and compares and contrast me with other relative children at any chance he gets....but he's still my father why.



I explained to chairman Ubaga what happened, and he told me to call seyi which I did....seyi inturn told me to hold on...while he calls baba....20 minutes time no call back from him yet...I tried his number it was busy...(he was still calling) he finally called back.


Seyi: na baba, I dey follow dey talk since so, for your matter




Me: okay








Seyi: him say make i tell you say you fit go, but make you nor cry.....


As in, MAke no single tears touch ground, make people nor see you say you cry.



Me : bros, which kind matter be all this one na... but hu na nor tell me say na so the matter be from the start.




He realised I was getting angry, tensed and he tried to calm me down... telling me a secret... That if I had went yesterday to see my dad when he was still breathing, that everything would have returned to me..



Seyi: if them tell you all this things from the start, you nor go gree do am....but you forget say na only use your leg waka come.



So Just take heart, do as them tell you everything go well...I said okay...cut the call and grabbed my bag off I went to Abk... 8 in the morning.

I should come home dad is sick, the distance from warri to Abraka was just 45min drive though it was getting dark already..I had to paused the merriment with men who were already on high spirits...went to have my bath to wash away the alcohol and smoke stench from my body..as soon as I came from the bathroom..my phone rang it was seyi.


me: hello



seyi : Guy, baba just call me to tell you say make you nor waka that movement.




me: which movement, (I was confused)




seyi: I nor know, but him just call me say make i tell you...if you go anything when you see..take am like that.







I explained to him that it was an harmless call I got from my sister that my dad is sick nothing else.... dude went further to tell me something's I couldn't understand, speaking in parables but what made it clearer to me was when he was adamant on anything I see I should take it that way...



Immediately we done speaking he called Ubaga I guess and told him something's... which chairman Ubaga came to meet me in my room in a confused state like why the hell will this guy be telling me not to go see my parents..




chairman, I nor understand o, I won enter Abk base on them say make i come...pale nor too strong....na seyi dey call me say baba for that side say make i nor go.




Ubaga: Terri relax, your blood too dey hot...since them say make you nor waka.. you better pause yourself for where your yansh dey.


you hear?


he was looking sternly at me with a mean look, this was an order from the boss himself who might have had several experiences like this...I just had to stay put.. quiet all nights with my phone switched off. I couldn't hustle that night...I knew something was wrong somewhere... flashing back to my trip at osun state, they didn't tell me I was going to sacrifice someone.. infact the money I paid was so little that I was starting to doub.. and now all this are happening so fast.

According to d day I was bathed naked, baba asked me to call my father's name three times, my mother name three times and my own name three times that was all nothing was said to me about loosing someone or anybody getting Ill in my family.


morning came, as soon as I on my phone it was a text message from my mother and sister, telling me my dad is dead..where am I.

fearGod call came instantly I couldn't answer, I let it rang...my feet was getting cold on the chilled ac room...my heart beating fast...I knew it was my doings, something I didn't bargained for..I picked the second time instead of talking to fear God I was talking to my elder sister...who must have traced me there to know of my whereabouts from him.

Reservations for rooms were already made and paid for in an exotic hotel close by, for my guys that came from afar. Some drove back home that night 2am. I had to lodged with them in the hotel to be bid them farewell in the morning and maybe a tp to further their movement to few OGs like fear God n the rest ( Big man doings) yes I was becoming a man, I Just clicked 20, but who saw me will be guessing 23 to 24, because I added a lot of weights evidence of the money eating.

All this while I didnt really had time to check my works on my laptops or reply chats until Monday evening when I logged in on my app and saw tons of messages left by Charlize, she sent audio recording and series of messages pleading for forgiveness, if that's the reason have been ignoring her....I checked my us number and saw 27 misscalls all from her...I didn't know when I spoke out loud, this woman go kill me with call..









Runo: abi you supposed get joy....terry those misscalls na billing on its own.





Me: heh, bros nor be lie





I wait till it was an hour dark and called her on the phone, immediately she picked and started apologising for reasons I know not off...she kept saying she doesn't wants to lose me..I told her to calm down that am here for her..I had a fire outbreak in my company before the fire response team came, alot of things and equipment were damaged that was what I was going through....Runo had some legits videos of fire outbreaks.... that he sent to me ..as I was telling her, she kept asking if I was okay in good health..I say yeah.



AM GOOD, ITS JUST AM LOW ON CASH, AND MY INSURANCE ARE REFUSING TO COVer any of it, I tried to go get a loan of $50,000 that's why I wasn't on-line.



Charlize : how did it go





Me: they said they give me a call, even at that it would take a week's before it's approved.. and that's not good for me baby.


I sounded so fûcked up and stressed about the whole thing


Which She offered to send me the $50,000 first thing in the morning, I rejected but she kept insisting me to take it



HONEY PLEASE SEND ME THE DETAILS,


was the exact text I received as soon as I dropped the call, A wire transfer was made to Ayoski drop who was ever ready, we had to wait for five days before it reflects. The day it touched down, I received a call from my elder sister to come home my father is sick.

Runo came back from overseas and met a new setting, after his 90 days visa expiration in Singapore. Dude came looking fresh, soft and plumpy. But we here in nigeria wasn't doing bad either, just last week Ubaga changed interiors of the parlour to all white mixed with blue glowing and sparking. I bought some expensive wall Portraits and discarded the old ones. The chair's all were changed brand new from warehouse in shoprites and the old ones sold to a local seller who was more than happy as he a made a transfer to chairman Ubaga with enough thanks.... because it was just like a giveaway.




The birthday was a quick one, I couldn't do it at abraka, buh sure did send invite to my day one bloods...I approached the manager of the club and made arrangements with him with cost of drinks and how it was going to be with self made men coming, which he understood quiet well and instantly told me the vip sections will be available fully for my use that night. With bouncers and security in checks.


It was Sunday, the club filled to the brim so many gees did turn up for me, guys I shared funds with...due to several link ups.... some were williams guys.... many were from Ubaga who wanted to use that as an opportunity to discuss updates and ofcuss to see if the oil is still greasing, which it was.

Casket uphon caskets were carried that night to our tables, as soon as I stopped ordering Ubaga picked from where I stopped, Ace of spades, bellaire, moets and lot of gold bottles in the vip section. Not to talk of the cash stashed in the table, with Williams throwing some into the crowd while vibing to the music and hype from the mc.
It became a cash of war, many friends joined in throwing newly minted 1k notes in the air, debited from the money vendors around..as runs girls and club workers rushes and pick all this were taped and recorded, sincerely it was my birthday they ain't doing it for the love they got for me, they doing it to outdo themselves. (The spirit that comes with fraudulent money)


I could see lisa and meyiwa sitting with fear God and some of other guys from Abk, but they was someone else... since the light was deemed I couldn't recognize him very well until I drew closer it was victor....dude looked all skinny and hungry..Damn even though we parted ways on a wrong hands but I got him to thanks for that, if not maybe I would still be stucked with doing local or I may not have come this far.




Victor na you be this?... It don tey I.





Victor: hahaha, you leave me for street na..



No be like that... welcome, thanks for coming brah.


It's my day, I didn't invite him he heard and came...even though dude offended me in the past, I need to act accordingly more drinks were brought to their table's with fruits salad and chicken wings properly sauced, all this while victor was still staring at me from afar..while I was with them men in the other section ..I don't know if it was shame or regrets, but fear God latter let me know that dude's sold everything in his apartment to get crack cocaine when the local scamming was paying of no more.... now he's back in the street doing labour jobs to survive.