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EPISODE 62


I looked at my Iphone, which was on the seat, hurriedly transfered the cheque inside my pocket, then frowned my face like an apprentice sent on a non-profit errand and fixed my eyes on him. He smiled, I smiled, then he zoomed on.

“What’s the meaning of that Kunle?” I boldly asked.

“Look behind you.” He said.

I looked quickly and saw a dead dog on the road, exactly the spot we left. “You killed that dog?” I inquisitively asked.

“Yes but not on purpose.”

“Ok.”

Thank goodness my thought was absolutely wrong. I opened the pack of the phone, brought out the phone and laid it to rest in my pocket. I rather lose my life than lose this phone, I almost said.

Finally, we got to the campus gate. As usual, the school security men were at the gate searching and issuing car permit to the drivers. Our car was next to be checked, a security man walked closer, then knocked on the back window of the car to be slided down becuase it was tinted. As Kunle dialogued with the security man, I realised it was Mr Okanlawon, so I quickly instructed Kunle to slide the window down. He did.

Mr Okanlawon was amazed, he opened his mouth wide with no words coming out. “Mr Okanlawon, how are you sir?” I greeted, posing like the owner of the jeep.

“Sir? I’m fine sir.” He replied.

What a transformation, I was addressed ‘sir’ because I sat in a jeep? God be praised.

“Can we go?”

“Yes sir.” He replied and gave Kunle the car permit.

Kunle drove on and I quickly looked behind to check Mr Okanlawon’s expression. He was flabbergasted, he fixed his eyes on the jeep till its perspective vanished. I was so happy to have hyped myself before him.

I directed Kunle to my hall as he drove on. We got to my hall and I alighted. “Thank you so much bro.” I said.

“Ok, later.” He replied and zoomed off.

I walked through the stairs up to my room. Everywhere was scanty, students had locked themselves in their rooms reading while some had gone to the library. It was 4:53 P.M. I hastened my steps to my room, searched all around for my bag, only to find out that I misplaced it in the bush.

I felt forlorn but quickly dismissed the feeling. I picked up some textbooks, picked my old bag and inserted them in it. I rushed out of the room, headed straight to the library to read.

I walked briskly like a student late for an examination, swinging my hands like a soldier. I saw from afar two love birds, they were cuddling and handling on the street. I walked faster to have a clearer view, I got closer but slowed my pace not to distract their fun. The guy threw his left hand around the girls waist, while the girl placed her right hand on the guy’s neck. I actually got carried away by these duo. They giggled at intervals which got my brain to recall the sweet times Kofo and I shared.

As the girl wiggled her behind, the guy’s hand shifted its position. I cleared my throat loud enough for the guy to hear, signalling him to transfer his hand from the girl’s fanny to its previous position; was it my business? Capital no.

They slowly turned around and we were all bolted from the blue. “Kofo?” I said, shocked.

“Hmm hmm?” She sounded and hissed.

“You and this guy?” I said, still surprised. “Again?”

She snubbed me. “David, please let’s go.” She said, returned her hand on his neck and they walked on.

I followed closely. “Kofo, so this is it shey?” I said. “You left me for this dude.”

“Hey Mr, get the hell out of here.” David said without looking at me. “Take a hike.”

I was destabilized, I couldn’t think straight at that moment because I truly loved Kofo. I can’t let you ruin my life, I have exams to prepare for, I said to myself as I diverted my way from them.

I got to the library, walked to the bag-stand to drop my bag because bags weren’t allowed into the reading room; the librarians found out that students sneak the library books in their bags away.

I picked the book I was to read, brought out the cheque and my phone from my pocket, placed the cheque in between a book and the phone in my bag, then I strolled to the reading room.

At least I have something to be happy about, five hundred thousand naira and a new phone, so Kofo could hit the bricks. I read for two hours fifteen minutes, the time was 7:32 P.M. and it was already dark so I took my leave.

I got to the bag-stand, picked up my bag and forged out to my room. The environment was very dark, though students were still moving around the library premises because it was norms every examination period. Some go to the library for different reasons, little wonder I heard funny sounds from the library lawn; funny to the studious and enticing to the frivolous.

I ignored all and walked quickly to my hall because I was hungry. I got to my hall, climbed the stairs and bounced to my room. I sighed in relief, I turned on the light, walked to my bed and fell freely on it. I dropped the textbook on the floor, grabbed my bag and unzipped it.

“Jeeeesssssuuuuusssss!” I screamed.






TO BE CONTINUED...

LmaoOooo... No be my fault bro... Looool... Update go land by 12:30 P.M.

hikmoj: Bobo yi ma ma fi mi si tight corner now...abeg update. I cant wait to know wat kunle is upto...keep it up dearie

You will know by 12:30 P.M.

eyezik3: *winks* dats my boss! Oya cum update the suspense wan kill me die[b]Yoruba adage says: bi iku ile o ba pani ti ode oo le pani[/b] it means if the inside does not reveal there is no how the outsider want to know about you. So i think that it's kunle that is behind the mischief or so i tot...

Oooooooooooooooooshey! TemmyTayo, Hmmmm what a nice name... *smiles* Have a nice day too... God Bless You...

Temmytayo20: Weldone kingzpen!! Ave a nice day ahead...

KING ke, Ooooook I get, yes I'm KingzPen... Just keep moving, I'm following...

Temitope Daniel: Hmnn... O ga oh.... Na u be d KING na..

Dhayor, wetin happen again cos I could see frustration in ur words... Loooooooooool...

dhayor58: Again!!! nepa no du gud oh

Chooooi... I'm so sorry, Caro got my attention... *knocks head* You are someone on this thread I can't forget lailai... *smiles*

eyezik3: U're da bomb! But.....
















U know ask of me since all dz days.

Dahz true Ooooo... Maybe na Kunle sef plan Samuel's kidnap...

deept: Kunle probably mastermind behind Samuels kidnap, just thinking. btw sorry about your bad day yesterday.

Kingzpen trying to send you a pm

LmaoOooo... Whose mouth won't run? After getting an IPhone 4 and 500k free of charge, without promo or Baba Ijebu... Abeg who won't run his mouth? Money get power Oooooo...[quote author=D.Ella.luv]Bless u too kingz

mayb God wan punish banji 4 tapping current 4rm madam bdy,im come make im tongue to dey run lyk tap,ur tongue don kill u[/quote]

send it to my mail, onasanyaisrael@gmail.com

deept: Kunle probably mastermind behind Samuels kidnap, just thinking. btw sorry about your bad day yesterday.

Kingzpen trying to send you a pm

Sir? *scratches head*

eyezik3: Kingzpen!!!

Oga mi, I just dey silently learn from you... I always get something from your piece daily...

I remain Loyal Sir...

Sure, Amma drop another update soon...

dammygoody: Kunle should better go back to where he's coming from.......haha.after all the good luck............BTW we really deserve more updates today and sorry about yesterday..

Loooool... The cheque must not go Oooo...Thankz much Ella... God Bless You...[quote author=D.Ella.luv]Even if dem knack u monday hammer hold d cheque and phn tight,sori abt ur bad day anyway[/quote]

LmaoOooo... Naija Politics? Hahahahahaha...

merbenko: What no no no Let him not do that abeg. Perhaps following your write up like Nigerian politics.

Can't stop Laffing... Boss, your writing style inspires me alot... Loving it...

I remain Loyal Ma...

Sure, I owe y'all updates today... Nobody owns Caro's behind Oooo... Mr Martin get him own, Mrs Martin, so Caro na bonus...

deept: Banji needs to get his head washed, which kain wahala be all this one na.

Let Mr Martin catch you staring at caro's derrieres (had to check the meanin in a dictionary), it probably belongs to him.

Kingzpen nice job, still following but this update was supposed to come last night so you owe us two more updates today

Boss, na so I see am too Oooooo... Hian! I no go gree even if na death... IPhone?!

D9ty7: Kingzpen sorry, you're abt to loose your iphone and five hundred thousand naira to sharp kunle in a mega money transfer deal.

I always dey gbadun my Boss as he dey drop am hot... Chooooi!

With or Without FP, Stefikal, You are a good writer...

Just keep doing your thing and forget FP things... FP should look for you not the other way round... You are too loaded to chase FP, so abeg Boss continue with the good work...

I remain your loyal apprentice, KingzPen...

Thankz So Much stefikal... Kunle wanna do me strong thing...

stefikal: Evil grin bawo?
Kunle disappear go where u dey come from

Kingzpen sorry about yesterday then...

Sorry Y'all... I had a bad day yesterday...

EPISODE 61


I was shocked by her words. “Ma?” I asked with my eyes bulging out of its socket.

“Madam is on the dining table, Sir.”

I still didn’t believe the person I was staring at wasn’t Mrs Martin. “Please Ma, what’s your name?” I respectfully asked, to place myself on a safe side.

“I am Caro, the cook.” She replied.

“Hmm, Caro. What a nice name you have.” I said, scanning her from her curly hair to her sumptuous hips.

She smiled. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Helloooooooooo.” A voice sounded from behind.

I turned around to see another beautiful lady holding a glass of juice, with her hands stretched out for a hug.

No doubt, it was Samuel’s mother because I could easily pluck out Samuel from her face. With a smile on my face, I slowly walked into her arms, she squeezed me and I squeezed harder.

“May the Almighty God bless you.” She said, still engulfed in her arms. “You brought back my joy into this home. I’m so grateful.”

All her prayers speedily entered through my right ear and with the same speed, it vamoosed through the left. Why? The electric current that flowed through my body immediately my chest collided with Mrs Martin’s headlamps was too much to remember if someone spoke, speak less of a prayer; nobody dares hug a transformer and remain in a stable state.

“Mum?”

She let go of me as I did of her, it was Samuel, he stopped the physics practical. “Yes Munchkin.”

“Banji should be out to school by now.” He said, concerned. “He has exams tomorrow.”

I smiled as I gazed at him talk, Mrs Martin moved closer to Samuel, patted him on the head and looked at me. “Banji, your food is on the dining. Go and eat.”

We all moved out of the kitchen save Caro. I majestically walked to the dining table, served myself from the variety of dishes set before me, sat down and started eating.

How ones life can change in a jiffy, I’m now Banji Martin, I said to myself. “I’m now Davido” I muttered, chuckled and immediately covered my mouth with my left palm. “Omo baba olowo,” which means, ‘Son of a rich man.’I gorged the meal like it was my last and in no time I finished. I was about clearing the plate when Caro strolled up to the dining table and packed the dishes. I patiently gazed at her derriere as it wiggle away to the kitchen. I stood up from the dining table and joined The Martins in the sitting room.

“Are you through dear?” Mrs Martin asked.

“Yes Ma.” I said as I sat on the chair.

“Let me have your number so I can reach you anytime.” Mr Martin said to me.

I looked confused, scratched my head and said, “ehm Sir, my phone got lost while we were in that bush.” I lied and immediately gave a fake smile.

“That’s ok.” He said, nodding his head. “Sammy?”

“Yes dad.”

“Go to my study, on the shelf, you would see a parcel, bring it.”

“Ok dad.”

Samuel exited the sitting room. I was quite shy; I sat at the tip of the chair, bent my head and was playing with my fingers like a child about to ask for an impossible request.

“So Banji, you are welcome here anytime anyday.” Mrs Martin said. “Ok?”

I raised my head up, looked at her briefly. “Ok Ma.”

Samuel returned with a parcel. “Dad, here.” He said, stretching it to him.

“Give it to him.”

I collected the parcel from Samuel. I opened it gently and as soon as I had an idea of what it was, I laid flat like slate on the floor, thanking Mr Martin. “Ha! Sir, Iphone four for me?” I said, still on the floor. “Sir, I am so grateful. May God continue to bless you and increase you. May you...”

“Shush.” He sounded with his index finger on his lips. “It’s ok. Stand up, let’s go.”

“No thanks dear. It’s nothing.” Mrs Martin said as she helped me up.

Mr Martin stood up and we all walked out of the house. A Nissan Armada was parked ten meters away from the entrance of the house with the driver, Kunle, at the wheels.

“Set?” Mr Martin asked me.

I nodded. “Yes sir.”

He hugged me, then gave me his business card so I could keep in touch. “Make sure you get your number and call me as soon as possible.”

“Yes sir.” I said and added a smile.

I walked to the car, then turned around and saw Samuel with an out-stretched arm wanting a hug. I hastened my steps to him, hugged him and walked back into the car. The car window slided down, Mr Martin strolled to me and handed a cheque to me, then he snapped his fingers and the driver zoomed off speedily.

I quickly looked at the figures written on it. “Five hundred thousand naira?!” I shouted and almost immediately covered my mouth.

I was so ecstatic. “Kunle, I’m so happy.” I said, from the back seat. “Five hundred thousand naira! Ha! I can’t believe it.”

I suddenly became uneasy as Kunle kept mute. He concentrated on the road as he drove very fast. I shrugged off, placed my head on the seat in front of me to take a nap before alighting.

Screeeeeeeech! The car suddenly stopped. I raised my head, looked ahead through the windshield and found the road free. I wondered why he stopped, so I looked at Kunle, he gazed back at me with an evil grin.





TO BE CONTINUED...

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