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LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op): 6:43am On Feb 12, 2015
Cybershow:
Kusibe77 z nt fair o..y u nw pause am lyk dat..abeg cum cont. o
hehehe, I will continue. #Typing.
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op):
Chapter 6.

Here comes Ben again.
Ending it with Laitan.
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His girlfriend as not been this tensed before. She was not sitting
down her eyes reddish and mean. She was visibly angry and anything she
was about to say was going to be poured out like fire.
He advised they should go in which she declined quickly.
'No' like a commander barking order she had replied rudely.
She had called him and told him they had to talk. He was reluctant at first but she sounded serious.
Here they are in front of one of the restaurant in town. Where there was enough space inside but she choosed the outside to talk.

'So what did you want to tell me' he asked amidst worry.

'I cann't tolerate your uncaring altitude anymore. You abandon me and the next thing you do is picked some other girl and start playing lover boy all over the restaurant in Abeaokuta' she was shouting and already
drawing attention to them.

' me .... What are you talking about' he asked trying to play innocence.

'I know you will deny it' she bring out her phone and show the picture
of him.Laitan and a girl kissing at a table. 'this is what am talking
about. She direct the screen of the phone to Make him see it clearly.
'Did you want to deny it' she continued still holding the phone. She used her left hand to point to the screen as she speak. Her listener was shocked,his mouth agaped.

'this relationship is over and don't bother to call' she placed the
phone down' one can notice strand of spit coming from her mouth as she
talked. Her character when she was annoyed and talking.

'Mr Laitan you can move on, I will move on'

'Joy please' he said meekly. 'I...I...the... picture'
That statement shocked her what, why was he acting this way? She
thought he was done with her and he will be happy. She quickly change her surprised look and headaway, not looking back. She flagged a bikeman and she was off.
Laitan stood transfixed at a spot infront of the restaurant. He was
not giving up not after he was planning to marry her.
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Vareena and Mike walked aimlessly round the street. They were looking
for Miss Cheryl saloon. This is an opportunity for them to meet her
for the first time just to clear their curiosity.
They continued walking down the street checking the signboards as they moved.

Elsewhere Mrs Cheryl was in her shop. She was sitting comfortably as her workers, two female hairdressers attends to customers. She excused herself and went to the toilet.

'That's it!' Mike shouted when he spotted a small signboard that reads 'Cheryl's saloon'. The two holds hands as they crossed to the other side of the road where the shop was located.

A busy street, highly populated. It has shops and malls on each side of the road. Some constructed in front of houses, some not.Mrs Cheryl shop was located at the top of two storey. The down stairs where occupied by other sellers, traders and people.

Last night he discovered that Patrick was nine years old on his
Facebook profile which add another inch to her curiosity. The reason she has thought something more his between the two of them. She had
dreamt about it. She has a brother and her mum comes back and they were together again. It was her thought playing pranks on her. She had heard it before that what you think before sleeping is what you will dream about. The dream is unimaginable to be true.
They walked towards the staircase as they already traced the shop which was that of Mrs Cheryl. It was written at the top of the entrance. The last shop upstairs.

'see who is here' a voice said behind them. That voice was no other than Patrick Evan. He was holding a little boy.
Vareena stared at the boy again who was already smiling. She has seen the face before.

'you?' she said squatting to his height. ' you just disappeared that day'

'I ran' he replied.

Vareena remember him vividly, the boy he helped to cross the road the day she was returning from grandma's place.

'what is your name' she asked

'Ben' he replied

'Ben Evan?' she completed it. Hoping she was correct.

'no, Ben kayout' he corrected.

Vareena was surprised, the brother was Evan and junior brother Kayout. Another inch added to her curiosity.

'Let's go and meet my mummy.I will make sure she do your hair herself' Pat cuts in relieving her of her thought. He was not bothered about where his visitor and his brother had meet before. Mike was the one who understood,Var already told her about him. How she was worried when she couldn't find him after few seconds. They both turned and walk towards the stairs but


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LiteratureRe: An Open Letter To Fembleez1 Author Of The Burial (fears &fierce) by Kusibe77(m): 12:45am On Feb 12, 2015
stuff46:
my go read the story first.
follows him with usain bolt speed. I wanna learn.
1 Like
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m):
Divepen I think you should reschedule the table such that after a deadline is met in a day, the next day will be a break.

You know some of us are running stories (some 2). Chinweblinkz, Theorbiter,Slap1,Kizzykeziah,Cybershow,Thronekid(ur mission kick ass, lol),
Stuff46,Losprince,Tattesco,Princesssusan,Susrite,Akposb,Evangelio,Toluene1

what did ya say?
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m):
Group 1.
Kusibe77

Pa Ajayi was eating ugwu soup and tuwo when I arrived at his sitting room. I greeted him and he replied.

'come and eat' he said

'thanks sir' I replied smiling shyly

'children of nowadays you don't like what is good for you' he said, the food he was masticating does not make his voice clear. 'if it was sweet now, am sure you will collect it. Good food you will reject , you will never know 'Jedijedi' is a disease'

I chuckled as I don't know a reply that suit the statement. He finished with the food and washed his hands.

'so what did you want'he asked.

What took me so long to deliver my message? I was to deliver a message from my father but on getting here I listened to how sweet is better than Ugwu soup. It was Viceversa he said it but I corrected it. How can some leaf be better than sweets. My eight year old senior brother knows it isn't true.

'my father said you should be ready to collect your voters card tomorrow' I said still smiling.

He hissed without looking at my face 'Tell him I already know, tell him I am the first to hear things like that in this town. You hear!' he said fast hold his ear to signalled what he meant.

He adjusted himself on couch and rest his back on it. 'that was how I told him the elections has been shifted.The idiot of him, told me Inec have not announce it.Me,I always have the latest news,he boasted.

I could remember few days ago. He came visiting our house. He was shouting from outside our compound while leaning on his walking stick.

'kunle o, Jega have shift election o'

My dad have a good laugh before coming out to meet the old man.

'see that radio' he continued pointing to small radio placed on the Old television in his sitting room. 'I listened to it 12 hours in a day'

I increase the effort to conceal my laughter. 12 hours to listened to radio,what are they saying on it?

'just tell him to carry his head and meet me at the field on 28 of march and April 11' he continued referring to the point where the election will take place as field.

I did not wait to hear more. I ran out and let loose the laughter I had concealed.
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 12:12pm On Feb 11, 2015
Divepen:
[size=16] Work For Today[/size]
Write a story..... Not More that 450 words
cry
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m):
My ratings
Slap1: 7

Divepen:3
since you said the story was been re- tell. You wrote as if you are the witness.

Mine, kuibe77: 6
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 8:26pm On Feb 10, 2015
Group 1.
Kusibe77

December 1960 was the day Nigeria gain her independence. Coincidentally adria a girl with the was born at 12:00am. Her story was one to reckon with. She was born when her father was celebrating the completion of his mansion. The reason she was named 'sile' by her grandmother.

Three waiting year after when she was exactly 3 years 14 days. She talked for the first time.
And the next day her mother won the visa lottery.

As if that wasn't enough in January 1980. She graduated from the university after studying law.
And to crown she was awarded in her profession on the 1st October, 1985 when she was just 25.

Last year October 1st,2014. Her son's wife give birth to a set of triplet when their grandmother was celebrating her 54th birthday.
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 10:37pm On Feb 09, 2015
losprince:
Read my lips dude, losprince not ionprince or Lonprince...
grin
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 9:42pm On Feb 09, 2015
Well, I saw the ratings. I will just say u should please stick with a deadline. @Divepen
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op): 9:07pm On Feb 09, 2015
^^Thanks so much. I will try to...
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m):
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LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 5:47pm On Feb 09, 2015
susrite:
Seconded by me
third support
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 5:37pm On Feb 09, 2015
My Monday evening laughter. The atmosphere was cooled as I walked on the road. I am wearing a white short sleeve shirt and one okrika short. I crossed the road, bought the recharge card I came to buy that was when it happened.

The shop was located closed to a T-junction. A lastma officer was performing his duty at the middle of the said junction. Just when I was about to cross. I saw a black Golf car ordered to park and the officer standing in front.

'ma gai, gimme something' the officer said.

'see I no get change' The driver said. He was wearing a white shirt and I couldn't see his pant from the transparent side window.He waved a hundred naira note.

The officer touched the pocket of his uniform. A dark blue uniform that takes a slight resemblance with that of a police uniform. Maybe to confirm the weight of the currency in them.

'I don late for work' the driver continued. He made his car swerve to the right and try to drive away.
But lastma officer was going to take none of it.

He jumped on the car Bonnet. 'oyah I don get change'
His white beret facing the driver from the front glass.His legs dangling in the air from the cars body. That was so comical to watch.

'you wan die because of fifiti neira' I heard the hausa man standing some distance away from me saying. He was holding his brown Buba: a yoruba long dress with one hand.
I was laughing watching the officer. Forgetting what I want to use the card for, for few minutes.
When people began to disperse I remember I had to recharge my phone, buy data, and post on nairaland writer's checkmate.
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 3:12pm On Feb 09, 2015
thronekid:
Seriously, as u take talk am, e dy somehow, thatz why I dy ask
just think of it. Divepen said the dead line is 10:30.
My understanding was that when the time is 10:29:59 it is closing up. When it reads 10:30 on dot. Ur time is over.
Shey u get?
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 2:49pm On Feb 09, 2015
thronekid:
Hmmmmm, u study time for high school ne?
lolz
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 8:10am On Feb 09, 2015
Revenge mission angry
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m):
thronekid:
But how?
u know since the deadline is 10:30. It means every submission should be by 10:29. Your post was submitted 10:30

Just saying in case of other time.
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op):
5 continued. Dedicated to Mr Fatalveli

She bolted the door,rested her back on it and took a deep breathe. She was acting all worked up when her father decided to move on after nine years of losing her mother. She moved away from the door and sat on the edge of the bed. She picked her phone from the bed,she needed to talk to somebody. She opened the whatsapp app and sent a message. It took some few seconds before she got a reply.

'hey, I thought you should be glued to the Tv by now'

Var: something js came up.

Mike: what was that?

Var:dad went on a date

Mike: uh oh! Waoh. Did you know the lucky person? Did you like her?

Var:Miss Joy

Mike: that's great, am happy.

Var: I got angry when he told...(she narrated the event that transpired some minutes ago).

Mike: you don't need to be angry, you know Miss Joy is caring. And she going to be a good stepmother. You need to be happy for your dad because he is moving on.

Var:I just feel shocked, and my mum, I felt like another woman is taking her place.

Mike: you thought she is alive and she might still love your dad. Breakup with whoever she married and come back to your dad like you watch in movies?

Mike always take her as a sister. He is two years older than her, he is 15. One of his attribute is to let whatever he thinks out to her. Which she cherished so much.

Mike: do you love your dad?

Var: I do

Mike: then you will have to love Miss Joy. She will loves you back, she will try to make you happy. Your mum,even if she is alive must have moved on.

Var: I think am selfish. And all this thought that my mum will be back make me act that way.

Mike: now you need to apologise and make someone happy.

Var: sure ( a wink smiley)

mike: good. Don't forget lesson tomorrow, you should read overnight.

Var : u too. Don't tell me you watch Ghana vs Equatorial Guinea.

Mike: lol. Good night

var: bye

she was grinning. Mike had already opened her eye. She must apologise to her dad. The man should be angry too because he did not come to her room to talk to her. She is going to wake up very early and apologise. Then she reached for her school bag on the
table and bring out a note and textbook. She wanted to read overnight.

The next morning, she went to her father's bedroom. She knocked and waited for him to respond. She heard him stretch and and makes some sound ' hun hum uuum'
the rumble of the mattress followed, after which he asked her to come in.

He is supporting himself with his elbow on the bed.His body slantly facing right. The blanket covered is waist to his toes.

'Dad am sorry for what happened yesterday' she said after taking her sit facing him. 'I am really sorry for walking out on you. I will never do that again'

'It's ok. After your mother died,this is the first time am trying to give marriage ... dating a chance again. I thought you liked Joy and the fact that she is not married, that's why I want to give it a try'

'I like Miss Joy. And I want you to move on from your past,to be happy' she muttered

'are you saying I can go ahead' he asked

'yes sir'

he smiled and she responded with a smile extending her hands for a hug.
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 11:13pm On Feb 08, 2015
thronekid:
And we'r done!
ye none of us made it. Blame it on afcon lol. But thronekid u did not made it too be honest.
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 7:56pm On Feb 08, 2015
Cybershow:
Bt we dnt kw b4 y nt 2mao
come on. You should be typing by now.
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 10:13am On Feb 08, 2015
thronekid:
Okay Broh! What's ya view? And to Stuff46 's grouping, Omoh, see Wayo!
WETIN UNA TINK TO THE TOPIC - 250 words describing the infiltration of a Secret organisation?
.
Theorbiter
kizzykeziah
Slap1
Cybershow
Kusibe77
Chinweblinkz ; and
Stuff46 .
am in. Leggo
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op): 7:53pm On Feb 07, 2015
Fatalveli:
Not Ghananian but Ghanian
edited,sir
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 7:45pm On Feb 07, 2015
Divepen:
I made a mistake there...that was why I had to carefully correct...
k
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m): 7:22pm On Feb 07, 2015
Divepen:
Group 2
am confused, you first wrote group 2 and later you add me 2 group 1.

Am following the later grouping. smiley
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op):
Dear readers ur comment is a lubricant to my pen.D9ty7, ACHIEVABABE, SammyHoe, IdyRaph,kingphilip,Divepen, LarrySun,eleojo23,Diamondwriter, senbonzakurakageyoshi, faithgokz,Naijasinglegirl, jayloyexten,Therock5555, BukkyDan,glowingscenes, jaymomma,Chinweblinkz, fatavelli,cybershow,YasirNasir and all readers you are invited to comment and criticize.
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My vote
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LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op):
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Mr Evan walked into the sitting room and met his daughter watching a movie. He glanced at the television screen and saw Nadia buhari holding hands with another guy. His daughter really has a thing for this woman. Although, he wasn't the movie type but her daughter had made him recognised the Ghanian lady. Her poster was on the walls of her room. She would talked and mentioned her, Nadia this,Nadia that.

She saw her dad all dressed up charming and her eyes widened in surprise. She was not around when he went for his date. And since her dad his all smiles something big must have happened.

'dad! you look good'

He took another look at himself from sides to sides as if he has not seen his look before.

'what is the occasion' she asked,her eyes not off him.

His plan for his date with Miss Joy is to lead to a greater relationship.To make that realistic it is better to start letting his daughter know about it.

'I went out with Miss Joy'

'miss Joy?' She shifted uneasy on the couch.

'yes, I invited her on a date?'

'date!!!' she Sprang up as if she was stung by scorpion.

'what? What is it?'

'It's not possible', she blurted, 'you can't date her'

'I thought you liked her?'

'I liked her as my teacher' she uttered, the nerves in her neck and heads displaying. With that she left for her room.
Mr Evan was left stunned. The turn out was not what he expected. And since his daughter left Nadia buhari displaying on the TV screen, it means something is really wrong. Something which needed his worry.

He looked at the door to his daughter's room; It has been slammed closed and he shook his head. She had never walked out on him before.
Maybe she needed time to absorb the shocking news. If she doesn't give consent to it, it will be difficult for him to go back because Joy was becoming part of him already. He will have to talk to her tomorrow to prevent impending troubles. He is tired now and needed some rest. He sighed and walked to his room.
LiteratureRe: Writers' Checkmate by Kusibe77(m):
Am in.
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op): 9:00pm On Feb 06, 2015
Cybershow:
oh am glad 2 hear dat..so my award wil b special den
hun un!
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op): 8:50pm On Feb 06, 2015
Cybershow:
Alrit boss.bt in what way *winks*
you are the person with the highest comment on this thread sir
LiteratureRe: Nine Years Ago. . . by Kusibe77(op): 1:51pm On Feb 06, 2015
Cybershow:
Tenx 4 d dedication..nyc update..hmm.
u really deserve it.

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