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LOVE IN MY FAVOUR, a piece from me, enjoy [url]nairaland.com/1207026/love-favour[/url]

LOVE IN MY FAVOUR, a piece from me, enjoy [url]nairaland.com/1207026/love-favour[/url]

Oya wetin b d yawa wey qas?

temhab: oya now waitin 4 ur update

small small na.. I'll update, but not now o

flow1759: sorry foxy, sorry as dem ban u. So Foxy_rebirth don turn to Foxy_Ultimate. Maybe if dem ban u again, e go be Foxy_Academy. Thank God them never ban me before oh.

ur turn dey come :-D

Meanwhile, if u are less busy and flow has not updated, check my own story too, but make sure u comment o.. [url]nairaland.com/1207026/love-favour[/url]

Viewing this topic flow1759

i see, oya come update sharpally

Also read dis too,my work titled STANDING UP 4 MY COMMUNITY [url]nairaland.com/1183464/standing-up-community[/url]

Foxy_Ultimate: You saw me well but only saw the ghost for rebirth is still in detention.

I've been around, just couldn't comment around here

ghost ke? Wu put foxy_rebirth 4 detention?

......VVOOM VVOOM VVROOM, the fierce bajaj motorcycle was roaring,moving like a galloping-wounded-horse that is running from a lion, "Guy, so wetin you won go do for there wey you dress like this nah?" Rasco asked, I was still holding his shirt for balance, I felt like a 2-year old baby doing that, so I quickly removed my hands and had my balance by placing my leg firmly on the foot rest of the motorcycle, "Baba, na meeting of my school old boys we won go do o" I lied, wetin concern him self? My thought, we chatted more, mostly about the street, then to my education, then to Nigeria, Nations cup e.t.c, the chat was boring to me, I just had to play along by acting as if I was interested in his topic.MTCHEEEW.
....We were still chatting, when all of a sudden bikes started speeding-by our bike, I looked back while Rasco looked through his half-broken side mirror to see like hundreds of bikes speeding or should I call it overspeeding, we noticed that they were being pursued closely by a police van....
......"Rasco baba, see them! see them!! Make we escape, make them no catch us o" I shouted, I no won spend today for cell o, my thought, "Na because of you nah, I for don speed before, but if I speed, you go fall nah" Rasco replied, I quickly buckled up for the thing that is about to happen, I placed my leg on the foot rest more firmly that I thought it was going to break, I moved closer to Rasco and instead of holding his shirt this time, I gave him an unexpected hug from behind, I brought my mouth closer to his ear and shouted, "BABA, I DON READY, RUN LIKE A MAD MAAANN", the thought of spending today in a cell made me frightened... Aaaarghh, I've heard of 'GET RICH OR DIE TRYING' but this time, it is to me 'ESCAPE OR DIE TRYING', the thought of Christie vanished at that moment, Christie ko, Chrysler ni, my life was more important to me at that that time than anything....
......VVVRRROOOM, trust bajaj, it is sure to deliver, we sped in a way that i've only seen in fast and furious, but the police were not backing off, even with their rickety ford van, they were still a challenge and threat to us...
......STOP THERE! STOP THERE!! They were shouting from their ford's in-built megaphone, "for where?" I said, police cannot be trusted, their 'A' is 'Z'.. Rasco too, due to his criminal records was eager to escape them, he doesn't want to be caught...
.....I don die today o, Na who send me dey go where I dey go nah? If I die now, shey Christie self go remember me? Na wa o, my thought, Should I jump ni? Omo, na suicide be that o, what if oncoming car hit me as I jump, Omo the best option na to sit it out, my wild thought. I noticed the bike was now going slower, till it finally stopped. "Rasco, wetin happen? Why you stop nah? You won make dem catch us?" I asked out of panic, we looked back to see those f00ls closing up on us......
.....Rasco, stared at me wildly, with eyes of burning flame and asked,"Guy you dey mad ni?", I replied, "Wetin I do nah?"...

Cute bliss: Nice work bt is like u're addicted to q.

tanx, i'm rapper,so i'm known in rap battle thread,in there, instead of 'g', we swaq it wit 'q'

petokey: Weldon, i dey feel u

tanx

Hurray! Hurray!! Hurray!!! Oahray

Damex333: U for let am here u call am mumu, ur broken-bottle-designed tattoos go pass lil wayne and rick ross join 2geda.

Lolzz... Mehn na die be dat o.. D quy na qrade'A' thuq,wey dey qo about with fire-arm

Damex333: Abi na dat okada man wey get cold,wey get catarrh, wey no well, wey dem reject for hospital, get accident so?

na him jorh

.....Oh My! I felt like i'm
incomplete without
something,but what is
it o..?
....."Well,maybe if I
enter,I'll remember
what was it I had
forgotten.I was quick
to open the door, as I
stepped in, Lo and behold what I saw, I
saw two rats doing
the gangnam dance in
the plate I used to eat
that semo, they jumped in fright out of
the plate,when they
heard my footstep.
"F**k,I didn't wash my
plate,I'll come back to
do that jawe..", "What
is it o?" "What am I
even lookinq for self o?", Yeah,on the T.V was lying a King James
Version Bible,yeah that's what I've been
cracking my head on
like I was trying to
unlock a bank-safe..
....Pheeew,I came out, this time,covering my used plate,to avoid
the sh?t and contact
from those nasty rats. I locked the padlock swiftly, turned to face one of my mum's neiqhbour who was passing by, Iya Ahmed, I greeted her and she responded by asking,"Nii bò lóòda?" meanin where are you upto?, You be my Mama ni? My thought,I answered back by saying,"I want to go and buy meat-pie for you at Mr Biggs", She laughed, knowing fully well that I was
joking, she was about
to say something when I spotted one of my tout-friends on a motorcycle. I raced to
Rasco's bike,leaving Iya
Ahmed speaking to
herself, I asked where
Rasco was going?
"Rasco Baba,where you
dey go nah?","Ha! A.Y
aburo mi,na mechanic
Village I dey go o, I won
go beat that Saliu wey
dey repair motorcycle's
engine,he don spoil my
friend's bike and that
one don vex say na me
go pay o as péè na me
take am qo there" he
responded,I felt glad,as
he was sure to pass
Crescent bus stop,the
bus stop to my destination. Quickly,I
mounted the 'Okada', I
told Rasco,"baba,oya
let's go", the guy placed
his leg on the pedal
abruptly,this made the
Okada jerk forward
causing my semi-fall
from the backseat of
the okada,then I
remembered I had
heard different tales of
how Rasco was a
reckless motorcycle
rider. How I wished
motorcycle had seatbelt..
....I cursed under my
breath,saying, "see this
mumu o,he won make
I fall,come stain my
fine clothe wey I won
go use impress Christie, My Christie", I sure hope he didn't hear me call him mumu,he didn't,but
wait o, if he had heard, I'll be having tatoos drawn by him with broken bottle,"Siddon well my guy" he said.. Sure thing,who won die? I did sit well, this
time, clinging to his shirt.. VVROOOM,off
we qo

....Before my dad could
drop his phone,I was
already on a bike. The
bike-man was trying to
chat me up,but I was
not up for that,I just
wanted to see
CHRISTIE...
...."Abi wetin you
think?",this man had
been blabbering away, while I was just thinkinq of my one and
only CHRISTIE,I asked
the biker-man what he
said,since I did not hear
all what he was
saying,he replied by
saying,"oga,wetin you
dey think na? I dey talk
about this Fashola and
Police wahala nah", "Ehen!,I no hear, that Fashola self, Well! God dey see him" was all I could muster...
.....Exactly 9:00A.M, I
got to my mum's
house,went to where
she always keep her
key for us,for she had
gone to her church..I
enterred,only to smell
food,probably semo
and efo riró(veqetable
soup),with egusi
soup..The smell,was
enough to remind me, that due to my hastiness, I had not
eaten at home.. Quickly,I had done 2 wraps of semo and the vegetable soup that was spiced and cuisoned with cow
skin..(Mehn,I'm sure
you've started
salivating)...
....After that,I went
back to business,
brought out the electric
iron, luckily, as if they
were feeling happy as I
was, the PHCN or NEPA
as they are fondly
called left the light
supply overniqht,so I
was able to Iron my
clothe.I did that and
prepared to go to my
darling CHRISTIE's
church...I was reciting
Crescent street opposite a cyber cafe!
Crescent street
opposite a cyber cafe!!
Crescent
street,opposite a cyber
cafe!!! I was recitinq
this while locking the
door after dressing
when I remembered I
had forgotten
something......

Damex333: Nice onebut g is not same tin as q.

biancabling: Not bad.....
*PS write g nd nt q*
still xpectin more gist....

sowi,i'll change it.. I'm used 2 it

¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
....Through out that
week,i wasn't my
usual self,my heart and
mind was filled with
the images of Christianna.. ..."Christianna! Christianna!! Christianna!!! Waiiiit for
me",I shouted one
night,my dad,startled
by my noise,woke me
up and asked what
happened,"Omo Boy",as
my father fondly calls
me,"what is it? Why did
you shout in your
sleep? Is it a terrible
dream? Narrate it to
me",I told him that
there was no problem
and that it was just a
'girl-boy-love' dream..
...He hissed and went
back to his sleep.. That
night,i couldn't sleep, all
my thought was on 'My
Christianna'...
....The next day,I now
had my mind made up
to go to her church.. Atleast,just once,for me to see her, see her beautiful face again....
¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤
....Sunday of that week,
I had lied to my dad
that I wanted to visit
my mum, (Remember
that I told you my
parent were separated)...
...My dad had no objections to my visiting my mum, afterall, she is my mum....
...I had packed an outfit
suitable for church
services in my backpack, and i wore a
simple jean trouser and
a roundneck polo T-
shirt to deceive my
dad...
....He was almost on
the verge of telling me
to reveal my backpack's content when I was too joyous, but I thank God his phone rang to give me chance for my get-away....

¤¤¤I said "YES" to her
invitation,it was as if I
was hypnotised,but i
knew what I was
doing...
......I wanted this 'ANGEL'
as my lover and I must
get what I wanted, there is this yoruba saying that says,"if you want to catch a monkey, you've got to act like a monkey", this saying implies to me in this case, cos i was
going to her church, not
to pray nor accept Jesus, but to get closer
to her, CHRISTIANNA,the
girl that brought out
what i haven't felt for
a longtime,as i've been
involved in 'RELATIONSHIP', but
most of which didn't
work well.....
......."THANK YOU FOR
SAYING YES",yeh! I was
day-dreaming already, the girl was still
standing with me,while
my mind was flipping
through my past relationships like dictionary pages, I replied Christie that,"YES, I'll be there"...
.....She said she was
going to call me to
remind me of my
promise(Abeg,when did
I promise), she said
before she will go,she
was gonna write those
words that we recited, so that I can get closer to Jesus like my fingers to my Blackberry....
....She did write it before she bid her goodbye,while she was
going and I was reading
through her words(of
which I was already in
love with her hand-
writtings,not the
written statements)
,she turned and told
me not to forget........
.......After about
5minutes that she had
gone,I came back to
my senses, in an angry
mood,I kicked the
bucket beside me, I
was angry at myself
for being silly.....guess
what?
...I DIDN'T ASK FOR THE
GIRL'S PHONE NUMBER.....

¤¤¤I asked her,'do I
know you?',she was
startled and said
No,before i could say
anything,she said "sorry for not introducing myself","My name is Christiana,but you can call me Christie,what's
yours?",Surprised(Is
this pretty girl flirting
with me?),I asked "What?", she now replied "I meant your
name","Oh!,My name is
Dickson,you can call me
Dickie...I quickly told her
that i was joking,that
my name is "Ayo",She
replied by saying "Ayo
what?",(what's with
this girl and me
nah?,MY THOUGHT),I
replied "ok AYOBAMI"and
quickly added,"can I
help you?, she said
"yes".....
.....Fine girl needing my
help....? I answered by
saying,"How can I be of
help to you?,She
answered,"I've come
to tell you about Jesus
Christ,are you a christian?"...
.....Just then,when I
needed it most,the
recharge card seller
came with my change,I
quickly stood up to be
on my way,she also
stood up and followed
me to my house,telling
me Jesus is the only
saviour.... I being a
Muslim but not the
type that hate christian listened,but not to her preachings but to her sweet voice....
.....Later,she said,"Are
you ready to accept
Jesus as your Lord and
Saviour?",I didn't know
when I said "Yes",All
the thought in my mind
was to just lay in bed
with this my 'GOD-SENT-ANGEL',she was
very pretty... She told
me to repeat after
her,"I Ms So So
So,accept Jesus Christ
as my Lord and Saviour,BLAH BLAH BLAH",I was only concerned on the movement of her
bossoms,UP DOWN,UP
DOWN......
.....After many quotes
from the bible to convince but not confuse me that Jesus
is the only way,she
now asked me to give
her my phone number,I
was too dumb-founded
to say anything,I just
handed her my phone
number written on a
paper she brought out
from her bag,She now
asked that can I make
it on the coming
Sunday to thier church
at Crescent Street......
...I being a Muslim of a
Muslim father,how
could I,but what I
wanted was to talk to
her on 'RELATIONSHIP
with her,She was not
allowing me,she was
just talking Jesus!
Jesus!! Jesus!!!,...She
woke me from my
thought,"Will you
come? For me? Please", how could I deny such a pretty girl her heart's desire.......
....I asked,"Crescent
street abi?",She said
"Yes,opposite a cyber
cafe..",I said "YES"...