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Where are those two love birds, Adusco and Flakky... Lmaoooooo... *seals mouth* Dey are busy, wonder what dey are busy doing...

My father use to tell me that, dream comes true... *singing plantashun boiz*[quote author=eyezik3][/quote]

Yes Ooooo... My back is all covered by Oga Mirachul... Thankz so much Sir...

Mirahcul: Kingzpen you are keeping me glued to your story... Bring it on bro... I got your back

He don enter am... Gobe unlimited...

No Ooooo... I no fit Oooo...[quote author=D.Ella.luv]Chai,kings u no go kill pesin,kai[/quote]

Where on earth have you been? I think sey you don retreat o...

chycoroxie: Kingzpen,let me reserve my comment

You are D Boss Bro... Me be LEARNER...

Dhortunn: Who is the 'Oga'?

Kingzpen surely is!

See twist, i was amazed sincerely. Thumbs up bro.

Your welcome Sir... She don chop two...

Tuntheycr7: Good mawni Mr Kingzpen, tanx for dropin dis. Am followin u bumba-bumba.
But Kofo don chop enuf slap o.

LmaoOooo...

bandely: This guy don dey mad oo!

Yes but not on NL...

eyezik3: Kingzpen u are da bomb i told u am@ur back, if i may ask are u writin anoda story except dz one?
PEACE

Welldone Boss... I dey your follow you bumper to bumper...

EPISODE 44


I paused and thought for some seconds. I looked around but I didn’t set my eyes on Kofo. The customers had crowded over the armed man beating him like a drum. I keenly looked among the crowd but still didn’t see Kofo. I bent down and immediately saw her leg dangling over the helpless armed man. It’s a lie, that can’t be Kofo,I said to myself. I crawled towards the crowd, then I stretched my hand to pinch her dangling leg but she didn’t respond to the pain. I screamed in agony and pulled her out with the whole of my strenght. Sad! Kofo was already dead. Her face was disfigured by the hits she shared with the armed guy when the furious customers vented.

I sat on the floor, placing Kofo on my laps and supporting her neck with my left hand. I wept and screamed in pain. I felt the world was fallen on me, having sent two people to a land of no return.

Like a flash, I rolled Kofo from my laps to the floor, then I stood up, wiped my tears and left the banking hall. My heart became harden like a rock within seconds.

“She don go be that jor. Life dey waka dey go.” I said, as I walked inside the school to take a cab to my department. “Make I go write my test jor. The dead should bury their dead.”

I hurried the driver to step on the gas,so I would meet up with the test. I finally got to my department. I ran to the class only to be welcomed by littered papers, empty chairs and tables. I walked into the class fully, then I looked at the board.

CONGRATULATIONS OLABANJI ADEBANJO FOR SENDING US TO HELL...

That inscription was written with blood on the white board. The blood was dripping from the bottom of each alphabets. It all seemed like I was staring in an horror movie. I ran out of the classroom, speedily to my hall. I was surprised not to have seen a single soul on the way, even in my hall, till I got to my room. I was scared,I thought rapture had taken place. I immediately bolted the door and ran under my blanket, covering my whole body. I was cold and hot at the same time like Ikogosi warm spring. I heard the louvers slam closed by themselves and the wind was howling. Then, I knew there wasn’t a remedy to my death. My heart was pounding, I was sweating copiously with goose bumps as tall as skyscrappers all over my body and gnashing my teeth uncontrollably.

Knock! Knock! Someone was at the door. I was scared to open but I realized that there was no more place to hide,so I decided to open the door. I timidly opened the door and hid behind it. Three individuals walked in galantly, two security men and Folake, Kofo’s friend.

Folake never liked me from the first day we met and I didn’t like her because she was tubby. She wasn’t only fat but short which made her look like an inverted mortar. Folake would cease every opportunity to break my relationship with Kofo.

“That’s him.” She said, pointing at me behind the door. “That’s the boy.”

“What did I do wrong?” I fearfully questioned.

“Shut up.” One of the security men ordered me.

“Move!” The other security man said, ushering me out of my room. “You have killed her abi?”

I looked back to the security man and replied, “Killed who? Who did I kill?”

My shirt was stained with blood, Kofo’s blood. “You will explain better what all this is all about.” He replied, pointing to the blood stains on my shirt.

I transfered my hands on my head as I walked ahead of them. “Ha! Mo gbe! Temi ba mi loni.” Which means, ‘Ha! I’m in trouble. I’m in a big mess today.’

I was happy to have ended the horror movie after seeing human beings to talk to, even though it wasn’t in my favour. We all entered the security van, then zoomed off to the school security office. We arrived in no time and I was immediately ushered to the CSO’s office.

“Oya enter!” One of the security men ordered me into the CSO’s office.

I entered, stood still before the already frowning CSO. “Banji, you again?”

“Sir?” I asked confused.

“You got a girl pregnant. True or false?”

I thought for few seconds. “False.” I replied, knowing fully well Kofo was dead.

He smiled and asked again. “You impregnanted a girl. True or false?”

“False Sir!” I strongly affirmed my response.

“Hey you! Bring the phone with the message.” The CSO said, pointing to Folake.

Folake gave the CSO the phone, he peeked into it and handed it over to me. I looked at it and was shocked. Kofo had used Folake’s number to send the pregnancy alert message. Busted!

“Take him to the guardroom.” The CSO ordered the security men.

I was thrown into the guardroom, which extremely lacked illumination. I placed my head against the door and began to think, then suddenly, someone bit me hard on my neck. I angrily turnaround with a blow landing on the jaw of the unknown vampire. Bayo? It was Bayo. Another fight, that time it was a fight to finish. We started the royal rumble. I never knew Bayo had been toughened by his prolonged stay in the guardroom. He jabbed me with his left hand, I weaved it but wasn’t lucky enough to dodge the right jab. I fell on the floor. He hurriedly came over me, then I threw my hand to slap him but Kofo received it in the physical.

I immediately woke up to see Kofo over me, placing her hand on her right cheek.




TO BE CONTINUED...

Thankz Boss...

D9ty7: Oga u're doing a very great job here. Kip it flowing.

I'm happy you didn't... That's what I intended... Thank God you fell into my trap... Anywayz you will understand if you read again... *smiles*

Les: But seriously me no understanding o, from looking for your cd we your kofo kitty swallow to pregnancy to bank robbery, guy you de teleport ni??

Thankz So Much, Adusco... Thankz for understanding... God Bless You...

adusco: bro some of us are ok,talkin abt consistency,its 100%.its nt easyafterall u re nt bn paid for dis.
Gud job bro

Thankz So Much, Adusco... Thankz for understanding...

adusco: bro some of us are ok,talkin abt consistency,its 100%.its nt easyafterall u re nt bn paid for dis.
Gud job bro

Am writing at the time... I pray you won't be asleep when it drops...

My blood ke... I guess itz d blood of Jesus...

Flakkydagirl: I think its Kingzpen blood o,
only the next update can prove me wrong.......

Hmmmmmmmmmm... Well said Sir and I will try to ammend... My update turned down a lil because I just don't wanna drop crap... I scrutinize my work well before dropping it which I swear is tasking... I read from my brain, picture scenes before writing and editing it... Coupled with some unforseen circumstances... I tender my apologies to every reader who feels same with Obami...

obami007: Oga kingzpen,u are doin a fine job here,,bt seems like u are gettin carried away wit d hailins and praises,,,,u started d story wit a lot of updates,,and wen u found out dat ur story hav gained followers,u now drop little updates,,and d story is tensioned filled,,,dat is d more reason y ur updates must come sooner,,,,,u are doin wondafully well as a young writer,,,,bt try and update regularly,,,,I saw dis topic on front page and decided to follow it,,,pls dnt disappoint me

Me ke? I never reach that level o but thankz so much for the word of encouragement... God Bless...

amuniiopz: Mehn dis yur action film na wah oo..see d way d tin de mak my hand shake...yu supoz de direct film ma guy.

As in? Can you please elaborate?

linpok: If its kofo den d story is as good as dead.
#IMO

Boss... I tuale you Oooo...

Temitope Daniel: Just entering into this thread.. I av 2 drop ds b4 readn it..

Or else what?

benibank: Guy U just force me to comment! Update jare or else...

EPISODE 43


Oh my my, I displayed my fearful nature when I saw Mr Obedience, gun. I laid parallel to the floor almost immediately as the armed guy roared. I was shaking seriously like an epileptic patient, knowing fully well that these guys were not familiar as to Bayo who would hesitate to pull the trigger at me. I couldn't laugh when my wondering eyes came across the bank security man, who laid some distance away from me without his uniform. He had quickly undressed, leaving just his singlet on him. I noticed him with his boot.

“No jokes! Try us we kill you, cooperate, we spare you.” One of the armed guys advised.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want, I prayed silently in my heart; what a miracle the armed men did to a prayer-less christian like me. It was a bloody day I would never pray to experience again. It all seemed like a dream, I tried to wake up but I couldn't, I was stuck to face the reality of it.

‘You are my African queen. The girl of my...’ A customer’s phone rang out. POW! The armed guy shot the ill-fated customer without hesitating. My fear popped out of my mouth, I slightly vomited on the floor. The ladies screamed out loud with their microscopic voices when that customer was shot and they were immediately silenced by another gunshot in the air. I felt for the deceased man. His wife, girlfriend or a lover might have called him, leading to his death, I painfully thought.

I swear, my ghost would chase Kofo all around if I happened to die today, I naively assured myself.

“Your phone rings, you pick it up in hell!” The gunman roared. “No Pity!”

Then I knew my remaining days on earth were uncertain, ticking and strolling away like water from a leaked reservoir. We were all terrorized by four gunmen, two of which mounted the main banking hall and the remaining two, attacked the strongroom. I peeped at the two gunmen, who scanned all around for fishy moves, I confirmed if they were focusing at my position. They weren't. I quickly dipped my hand in my pocket, brought out my phone, then long pressed the red button. God I commit my life into your hands, I hastily prayed in my heart as my phone rang out loud, giving a switching off tone; if I was dead, I would blame it on Nokia.

“Whose phone is that?!” One of the armed guys angrily asked. “Ehn? Who get that phone wey make noise now now?”

I was twitching with my heart almost popping out. My heart was racing as fast as a BMW on an express road.

“Una no wan talk?” The other gunman added.

I was about owning up, when an aged man stood up to my rescue.

“Baba! So na you dey try us.” A gunman roared, approaching the old man.

The old man would be in his late sixties but I could guess sixty three would be his appropriate age. He was dressed in a big heavy cloth called ‘agbada’, a cloth mostly worn by the rich Yorubas and Hausas, so I could easily depict his tribe from his dressing to be from either tribes.

“Something dey tell me sey no be your phone make that sound.” The other armed guy said.

“It is Sir.” The old man slowly replied.

“Ok o. Show me the phone.” The armed guy demanded.

The old man reached for a phone in his pocket and gave it to him. The armed guy laughed out loud and said, “Baba, shey I get tribal mark like you?”

I looked keenly at the old man’s cheek but I didn't see any mark, the old man shifted his head a little and I got a glimpse of where the mark was situated. The mark was craftily designed around his nose and his mouth; the mark looked like a cut from a sword fight, which gave me a perfect knowledge of his tribe, Hausa.

“This is Sony Ericsson na.” The armed guy said, scanning around the phone. “Na Nokia sound I hear.”

I began to vibrate again, realizing that the old man couldn't help. The old man reached for his pocket again and brought out another phone. Thank goodness, it was a Nokia phone. The old man stretched it to the armed guy.

“So Baba, you’re the one truly.” The armed guy attested, then pressed the phone. “Baba, I swear I go shoot you! You just dey lie for us. This phone dey on na and the sound we heard, signals that the phone should be off by now.”

“I am sorry Sir.” The old man said, reaching for another phone in his pocket.

I cared less about the number of phones present in his pocket, my sole prayer was freedom from the mess I threw the poor old man into.

The old man handed the third phone to the armed guy. The gunman flipped around the phone, pressed the buttons to ensure it was switched off, then he paused for some seconds. POW! He shot the old man.

“Bastard! Playing pranks with me.” The gunman yelled at the dead body of the old man. “Two down. Who’s next?!”

I guessed that question wasn't for me because I was covered with the guilt of sending an innocent soul to a land of no return. I shrugged off that guilty feeling and assured myself that it was a survival of the wisest. Some ladies were crying bitterly, while few fainted instantly after the old man was shot. I peeked at Kofo, who was silently weeping uncontrollably. I supposed Kofo wouldn't be thinking of abortion at the time else any mistake by her would get her and the pregnancy aborted out of the world.

It was almost a successful operation when the remaining two armed men returned from the strongroom with a swollen sack, it must have been loaded with money. One of the armed men shot in the air, to keep us all calm as they exited. Two of the armed guys entered each into the two double doors of the bank and finally exited. One out of the remaining two in the bank, quickly hit the open button of the double door and quickly exited, leaving the last gunman in the banking hall.

Then, the last gunman was about exiting, he hit the open button of the double doors and was about going out, when a brave guy, who laid near the double doors, forcefully pulled his legs. He fell flat on his face and they both began to struggle. Seeing the armed guy was down, most of the customers rushed to empower the brave guy to expose the armed guy.

The armed guy aggressively struggled. POW! The armed guy, in the quest to get himself free unknowingly pressed the trigger. Blood spilled all over the transparent double doors and I felt some on my face. Whose blood?






TO BE CONTINUED...

*coughs*

adusco: leave dt one jor u no fit jawe
dnt forgt our last discussion
tell no one

Flakky don turn femalic Bayo... Miss Strike... Looooool... Reporting you straight to the CSO...

Flakkydagirl: You want me to break your head abi

Thankz Mikeson... I'm so humbled by your comment... God Bless You...

mikeson12: Ride on dude...Yhu re really doing a Great Work Here......!.More aiRtime 2 Ya PhoNe.....

Now he has hanged us... Badt Suspense...

Better... Loooool... I now get...

adusco: bayo ke! Rara o
she will be a gud fwend of mine

*coughs* Bayo, sorry, Adusco, don't cuff my hands Oooo... LmaoOooo... I would know if you fill in that gap... Loooool...

adusco: kingzpen i wanna make sure i .... Her b4 u drop d nxt episode.
U gt me bro?

Yaaaay... It will land soon... Can't wait...

Temitope Daniel: Now #typing#

Oga mi, wetin I do Sir?

sunepa92: Dis is very interesting kingspen Good job 9ice1 thumbs up Dis is very interesting kingspen Good job 9ice1 thumbs up...........segeto I dey gbadun am.