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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 2:41pm On Nov 27, 2019
tahir01:
E remain make we hit FRONT PAGE.

Lol...Fingers crossed cheesy
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 2:32pm On Nov 27, 2019
The next month after Broda and I had moved to another town, his attitude towards me began to change.

He called me names and hit me at the slightest mistake. He once kicked me in the belly when I was 6 months pregnant. I lost my confidence and felt inferior.

He always assured me he still loved me but he
was always angry that he wasn't financially buoyant. Most days went by without food. I hadn't even registered for ante natal.

Things went from bad to worse and Broda asked me wash people's clothes and assist them with other house work for pay which I agreed to do. I also advised him to look for a paying job but he complained there was no good job in the town, I didn't push further so I wouldn't get beaten.

I began to miss Mama and Nkiru.

One night, I was seven months pregnant at the time. I couldn't sleep as the room felt too hot. We hadn't paid our electric bills so our light was cut off. Broda stayed awake. He used the torn cover of a book as a hand fan to make me feel a bit cool.

"My love..." He cooed.

"What?" I smiled at him.

He paused for a while. "I be one ask you make you go born for your Mama side."

I jerked and raised my head from his laps immediately. I sat up to face him.

"What?..I nor understand." I hoped it was a joke.

He placed his hand on my shoulder. "I no fit take care of you for now and when you deliver, I nor no how to baff baby, or press your belle....Your Mama need do all those things for you....And to tell you the truth, I nor get money for hospital bills or money to buy baby things."

I shoved his hand off my shoulder. "Why you wan fall my hand like this?" I said as tears flowed from my eyes. "Na you make me abandon my family...you come dey tell me say make I go back go beg them..." I sobbed loudly.

He tried to hold me but I pushed him away.

"Baby, no reason am like that na....Them be your family, them go under--"

"No be you tell me say them hate me?"

"I know wetin I talk and that na the truth...but no money for now we need their help..."

"What of your own family? Them no fit help? Since all the money wey I dey work, you dey send give them, I never one day send give my Mama. I never even use eye take see your Mama or Papa...Even for phone you no dey free make I talk to them..."

"Cherry, calm down." He hugged me and kissed me. "Where my Mama and Papa dey e too far..."

"Na heaven? Bus no dey--"

He landed a hot slap on my cheek. I held my face and wailed.

"Keep quiet!" He said and gave me a knock.

He picked up a pillow and pressed it to my face to muffle the sound of my voice. I flayed my arms as I couldn't breathe. He finally removed the pillow after a while.

I struggled to catch my breath.

"No ever talk about my Parents like that." He warned with a stern voice.

He grabbed my jaw and held it with a strong grip. His nails dug into the sides of my cheeks.

"Anytime I ask you to do anything, do am. No ask me questions. Even if I say make you put your hand inside fire, do am!" He lowered his hand to my throat and squeezed tightly. "Or I go kill you."

"Pl...please." I begged with a cracked voice.

He loosened his grip on my throat and sat back on the bed.

We both kept silent while I nursed my sore jaw and neck.

"I don tell you say make you no dey provoke me." He said in a low tone as he took my hand into his.

I wanted to pull away but I was afraid to do so.

"Tomorrow you go pack your things go your Mama house. Them go take care of you for that side. I go come pick you when I don settle things...No tell anybody where we dey stay. If dem ask you, tell them say I don travel out...You dey hear me so?"

I nodded fearfully.

"Good...I go miss you sha." He smiled as he took of my night dress.





The next afternoon, I knocked on the door and Nkiru opened.

"Sister!" She squealed happily and hugged me. "Your belle don big!" She laughed as my tummy hit hers.

I smiled at her.

"Where Mama?" I asked.

"She dey inside." Nkiru replied as she took my bag in.

When I went in, my heart skipped as my eyes met Mama's.

"Good afternoon Ma." I knelt down to greet her.

She responded with a nod. "You don chop." She asked to my surprise.

I shook my head and she served me food.




Neither Mama nor Nkiru asked about Broda all through my stay. They acted like he never existed.

Mama registered me at a standard private hospital for ante natal and she bought things the baby and I would need. Broda never came to check up on me.

Around 2am one morning, my contractions began. I cried in pains while Nkiru and Mama went from house to house in our street looking for who had a car or okada to take us to the hospital that morning.

A keke rider volunteered and Nkiru grabbed my hospital bag and off we went.

At the labor ward, the midwife attached a drip to my hand and the contractions grew stronger. I cried and wished Broda was with me to console me.

"I can see the head push!" The midwife urged a few hours later.

The pain was tearing into my insides. It felt like I was being stabbed at each corner by hundreds of knives.

"Her birth canal is too small." I heard the midwife tell a younger nurse. "We have to tear her open."

My eyes popped open. "No... Don't tear...I go push...abeg!" I charged with all my energy and pushed as hard as I could. It was like I was trying to poop out my bowels.

"The head is out! You are doing a great job. Keep pushing."

I fell back on the bed. I was weak. The midwife tapped my legs and told me to keep pushing. I thought I would die.

The baby's body finally came out and I heard the cry.

"Congrats, you have a bouncing baby girl." The midwife said and placed my little daughter on my chest.

I smiled as I stared at the tiny crying creature. I loved her instantly. I kept on wishing Broda was present.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 10:10am On Nov 27, 2019
seunH:
Good morning ma, I've been an active reader in the literature section, but this is the first time I'll ever comment, because this is the best story I've ever read, for it seem real and graphic and one could relate to it. Please when you are done I'll like you to convert it to PDF, for a lot of young girls out there needs to read this. I'm a lecturer and I have seen a lot of these cases (the one i have on ground is similar but instead a married man !!). I'll personally share it on my student's whatzapp group for broader coverage. More ink to your pen !!!

Thank you sir. I'll try to convert it to a PDF file when I'm done. Cheers
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 3:38am On Nov 27, 2019
dawno2008:
I pray her eyes open soon ooo
Make she jam helper,cos this "broda" na grade 1 wicked soul

Thanks for the update
cheesy
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 9:49pm On Nov 26, 2019
I was mostly asleep all through the journey. When we arrived at Lagos, I was awed by the beautiful buildings. There seemed to be Shops at every corner. I remember asking Broda if everyone in Lagos owned a car as the roads were congested.

The Bus stopped at Ojodu-Berger. Broda and I boarded a yellow bus with black stripes which the locals called 'danfo' to Iyana-ipaja.

Broda had informed me earlier that we would have to stay with his friend for a while before getting our own apartment as house rent in Lagos was too expensive. I wasn't happy with the idea but I had no say.

When we got to Iyana-ipaja, We alighted from the danfo and stood under a bridge with our luggage. Broda called his friend to notify him of our arrival.

Almost an hour after the call, his friend came. He was stout with an ashy dark skin. He had thick beards and a bushy hair. He looked like he was in his late 40s. I wondered why Broda was friends with such a dirty looking man.

"Chairman!" He raised both hands up to hail Broda.

Broda hailed him back and they both shook hands.

"This na my girl, Cherry." Broda said and pointed at me.

His friend looked me over from head to toe. "Na fine babe o! Where you see this beautiful Angel?"

They both laughed.

"Cherry, welcome to Lagos. My name na Emeka but everybody dey call me Mekus." He said and stretched his hand out for a handshake which I obliged. His palm felt wet and sticky. I quickly wiped my hand on my skirt when he looked away.

"Make we dey go." He said to us as he lifted one of our bags. The three of us boarded a keke to his place.



Mekus lived in an uncompleted building. It was an unroofed storey building and the walls weren't plastered. It was surrounded by a low fence with a dented gate that looked like it could fall any second. The space for windows were covered with windows. The only paint on the building was on the gate, it read 'THIS HOUSE IS NOT FOR SALE BEWARE OF 419'. The compound was overgrown with weeds and it looked like it harbored rodents and snakes.

I kept a plain face so that Mekus wouldn't notice my disappointment as he showed us around.

"Na only me dey for this whole compound." He declared with pride."

He took us inside the building and showed us a room at the left side of the house.

"This na where una go stay." He said as he led us into the room.

There was a mat on the floor and old wrappers were used as curtains over the windows. It was an eyesore.

"If una wan baff, just go to the back una go see shed there...no water sha. Na from Church I dey fetch...the church nor too far, I go show una. If you wan sheet, na shotput level, I go show you were to throway am. I dey my room if una want anything."

We thanked him as he left.

"Which kind place be this? I nor fit stay o." I said after I confirmed Mekus was out of earshot.

"Which one your Papa build, you fit go back." Broda sneered as he kicked off this shoes and removed his shirt.

I sulked.

"We no fit get house of at least 100k to rent? Even if na one room?"

Broda's eyes shot bullets at me.

"We need find good work before we rent. I don tell Mekus make he look for work wey you go dey use take pay our bills."

I was taken aback. "Which kind work?...And wetin you go come dey do?"

"I wan learn yahoo. I don tire for all these local work wey I dey do, I wan go international, I want dollars." He smiled. "You go dey work to support our feeding and other small bills till I catch work." He concluded.

"Hmmm...okay." I was sad he hadn't told me earlier. "What of my 50k share of that money."

Broda frowned at me. "You know need am for now."

"I need am, I wan send money to my Mama and I need buy clothes."

He hissed. "All those ones no dey important, make we save."

"You don start o! You promise say you go give me 50k when we reach Lagos. Every time na so so story you dey give me. I no wan save this 50k, I need am. All my clothes don tear for body. All my bra and pants you don slack them finish. O nor even fit braid or fix my hair for the past 6 months. Since I comot for house, I never send my Mama one naira. Give me the money, I no go take am this time. You open my body for that useless man and now you dey tell me story." I fumed.

Broda was fond of making up excuses when it comes to giving me money. All the proceeds from the scams we had done, when I asked for my share he would tell me he was saving up for us.

"Abeg, Cherry I no get power for all these yeye argument. We just enter this place, no let them hear our voice, I dey use God take beg you."

"I need my money, give me my money." I insisted.

He stood up from the mat and rushed towards me. His punch landed squarely on my left eye and I let out a scream.

"I don tell you make you no dey shout." He said as he punched me twice in the stomach.

I felt dizzy. I fell to the floor and cried in pains.

"If you mention any money to me again, I swear to God, I go bury you alive." He swore and went back to sit on the mat.

I laid down on the dirty concrete floor. I struggled to open my left eye but it hurt too much.

*****************

I was already 3 months pregnant when Mama kicked me out of the room. Nkiru begged on my behalf but Mama didn't budge. I packed my bag to Broda's room . The neighbors had a field day gossiping.

"Come make we go beg my Mama make she no vex as you don accept the belle." I cried to Broda.

He wrapped his arms around me and cuddled me. "Forget your Mama. You don get new family. Na here your focus suppose dey." He pointed to my belly. "Your Mama nor love you. I don see am since the first day, she just dey use you dey train your sister, both of them dey use your head. Now as you get belle, you don dey useless to am...you no fit follow am go farm and do all those strong work wey dey bring money. After you even train your sister finish that one go abandon you face her own family. You better wise up, na me and this pikin be the only family you get."

Tears flowed from my eyes as he talked. I had never thought of it that way before. I believed him and I instantly felt hatred towards Mama and Nkiru.

On several occasions, Nkiru tried to talk to me but I shunned her.

The next month, Broda and I moved to another town. I didn't tell Mama or Nkiru I was moving out.

I saw hell after we moved out.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 10:17pm On Nov 25, 2019
Thank you all for your wonderful comments, I feel so encouraged.

Criticism is also welcome.
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 10:10pm On Nov 25, 2019
Mama had to borrow 12,000 naira from the dubious and notorious money lender, Mr Alabi to pay Nkiru's school fees just a few days to her exam.

How she could borrow money from Mr Alabi without a substantial collateral beats my imagination. Mr Alabi was known to be very strict and brutal to his debtors and he wouldn't blink an eye before seizing properties from his defaulting debtors.

When Nkechi and I asked Mama how she was able to get him to lend the money to her, she shrugged and told us it was God's grace. In our hearts, we knew it took more than that.

Nkiru worked at Mama Afang's restaurant and she also had to go to work with Mama on weekends to pay back the debt. At first, I went with them to work out of guilt but Broda complained that I wasn't giving him enough time as I should so I spent most days at home with Broda.

One hot Sunday afternoon, Mama had just returned back from Church with Nkiru. I couldn't go with them that morning because I felt sick.

They both came into the room and found me half naked and asleep on the bare concrete floor.

"Which kind sick this girl dey sick kwanu?" I heard Mama ask Nkiru as Nkiru bent to tap me.

"Sister...you dey okay? You done buy drugs?"

I rubbed my eyes and shook my head.

"You sure say no be belle?" Mama eyed me.

"Ahn ahn! Mama!" Nkiru defended me. "No talk like that na... E no go pass malaria. The mosquitoes for this room na battalion, buy fleet-"

"Thunder fire your mouth there!" Mama spread 5 fingers to Nkiru's face. "I be small pikin? I nor know wetin I dey talk?...I don carry 2 belle for this body." She slapped her tummy. " I don dey watch this stupid girl since, I dey see symptoms of belle they show for her body, I be nor wan talk make I no go get high bp."

Mama turned to face me. "Who give you belle?"

I was dumbfounded. Was I really pregnant? Broda and I hadn't used any protection. I swallowed a lump in my throat.

" Mama abeg! I nor get strength for all this your talk!" I waved my hands and stood up to get a dress. I wanted to get out of the room as fast as I could. Tension built up inside me.

Mama moved to my front blocking me from getting to my bag of clothes. She stood with her hands akimbo.

"If you know wetin good for you no bring any bastard come this room." She raised her hand to drag my left ear. "I no get money to train any bastard! You hear me."

I tried my best to pull her hand off my ear. "Mama leave me!" I cried.

She finally left me and went out of the room. Nkiru stared at me confused.

"Sister..." She paused when I gave her a deadly stare.

I wasn't in the mood for her lectures. I wore a dress and went to Broda's room.

I cried bitterly when I got there. After I settled a bit, I told him of the supposed pregnancy.

"My Mama go kill me!" I sobbed loudly.

He thought hard for a while. "We go go lab this evening."

"Wha...what if I truly get...get the belle?" I asked shaking. I silently prayed Broda would ask me to keep the baby and ask me to marry him.

"Nor worry, make we do the test first." He took my hands into his and looked into my eyes. "Calm down." He kissed me.

I didn't feel calm.



That evening, I sneaked out of the compound after Broda had left and we met at the junction then we both headed straight to the laboratory for the test.

When we got there, my blood sample was taken and we were asked to wait for the test result.

I was apprehensive. I looked over at Broda who seemed calm as he watched football from the TV which hanged high on the wall in the waiting room. I wondered if he had done this before.

The lab scientist handed the test result in a white envelope to Broda.

"Wetin e talk." I asked before he even opened the letter.

"Make I open am first na." Broda chuckled.

His attitude was driving me nuts. I snatched the envelope from him and tore it open. I unfolded the white paper inside. I scanned through the prints till I saw the word 'POSITIVE' boldly written in black ink.

My heart almost flew out of my chest.

I felt Broda's hand touch my tummy, I looked at him and he had a smile on his face.


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I joined my legs together and pulled my skirt down as quickly and discreetly as I could.

I heaved a sigh of relief when I realised Broda and I hadn't been caught.

We were passing a checkpoint and some Soldiers saw a few boys hanging on the exterior of our bus, looking for a free ride to wherever that night.

The Soldiers flagged our bus driver to stop the bus and asked the boys to get down, some of the boys fled into nearby bushes and the rest were caught. One of the soldiers asked our driver a few questions before he allowed us to leave.

A few minutes after we passed the checkpoint, Broda caressed my thigh and I slapped his hand away which made him laugh.

"Fear, fear." He teased.

"Thank you." I hissed and rested my head on the window.



Broda and I were seated on a large dining table in a beautifully hall with luxury decor. I sat on one end of the table and Broda sat on the other end.

Our six children sat on the sides of the table, three on each side. Chiamaka, Kosisochukwu, Kamsi, Somotochukwu, Chidera and Chidozie were laughing happily at a joke Broda had made.

"Don't laugh at the table y'all, or you'd choke." I spoke with an American accent.

They all kept quiet but snickered when Broda made a remark I didn't catch. They stopped when I frowned.

When we were done eating, I rang a small bell on the table and 4 young maids wearing black uniforms with white aprons over it and white hats walked in almost immediately to clear the table.

"No desert for the kids tonight,they've had enough sweets for today." I declared and the children moaned.

"Listen to your mother, children. Now go upstairs and get ready for bed." Broda said to them and they scurried out of the dining hall.

"Any desert for me?" Broda asked with a coy smile.

I smiled and stood up. I slowly unbuttoned my exotic looking silk dress to expose a sexy red lingerie.

"This is desert...Are-"

I felt heavy taps on my shoulder.

"Wake up."

I opened my eyes and looked around. I saw I was still in the bus and it had come to a stop.

"We don reach Ore...why you dey smile like mumu for sleep?" Broda asked.

**************

Tears flowed from my eyes as we walked back home from the laboratory. Broda tried his best to console me.

"Wipe your face, no let everybody know wetin dey sup." Broda handed me a handkerchief. "Nor worrt, I dey with you, you go born this pikin. I love you."

I smiled and felt hopeful.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 8:12pm On Nov 24, 2019
quinSonia:
nice story baby girlgrin

Thanks dearie
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 5:47pm On Nov 24, 2019
There was a rapid knock on the door.

"Sister! Open na me!"

My heart skipped a beat as I stood up from the bed to open the door.

Nkiru's eyes were red and puffy, She looked disheveled in her uniform. She had been crying.

A deep feeling of guilt overwhelmed me.

"Wetin happen? Why you dey cry?" I probed.

She walked into the room and sat on the floor, her shoulders sagged as she wept.

"Nkiru, talk to me na...wetin happen?" I squatted next her.

"Sister, I am finished! I don die!" She kept her hands on her head and wailed.

The feeling I had was a mixture of fear, guilt, pity and regret all at once.

"Wetin happen na?" I bursted into tears, seeing her cry like that broke my heart.

"Sister, the...the money wey Mam..Mama give me to take co..complete school fees don lost....I no see am!" She shook her legs and catarrh flowed freely from her nose.

"Wetin you mean by e don lost? Where you keep am?!" I feigned anger.

"Na for inside my bag I keep am o, the small zip." She opened her bag to indicate where she had kept the money.

The truth was that Mama had handed Nkiru 12,000 naira that morning to complete her school fees. Mama had gone to work while Nkiru prepared for school. I saw where Nkiru kept the money and as she was about to leave for school, I begged her to help me buy Bread and Akara from down the street. She was reluctant at first as she didn't want to be late for school but I had promised to give her some Akara and she happily went on the errand.

I took out 12,000 naira from her bag. Broda had only asked for 5,000 naira for his father but I decided to use the extra 7,000 naira to get foodstuff for him as he had complained of not having any at home.

"You are nothing but a careless girl! Money wey Mama work hard for?! Ehn Nkiru?! Make Mama come first!" I spat at her and walked out of the room.

I felt sick in my stomach and prayed silently for God's forgiveness.

That night, Mama flogged Nkiru without mercy.

"Where...How I go fit see 12,000 to pay within two weeks time? Ha! I am finished!" Mama cried bitterly.

I felt terrible watching them cry. Nkiru's exams would commence in two weeks, she wouldn't be able to write her exam without full payment. She might have to repeat the class if she was absent for the exam. I closed my eyes and sobbed.

"Nkiru, since you nor know the worth of money, you think say money na wetin dem dey pick from ground."

"Ah! Mama...no be so-"

"Shut up your mouth!" Mama screamed at Nkiru. "From now on you go dey work for Lady Afang restaurant after school, you go dey help them wash plates for there. On Saturday and Sunday you go dey wash cloth for people house, dey do any work for them." She declared and sat on the bed to cry.
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Broda and I boarded a night bus to Lagos. I was so excited as I had never been to Lagos before. I had heard a lot of amusing facts about the city which I was eager to experience.

Most young boys and girls who had left my village to Lagos usually came back behaving more refined and posh, some came back very wealthy. Even the ones who went to work as servants walked with their shoulders high when they returned to the village.

"First Lagos, then America." I smiled and sang to myself.

We had only covered a mile when the lights in the bus were switched off. After a while, I began to doze.

I felt Broda's hand as he bunched up my skirt and rubbed my thighs. I pushed his hand away and arranged my skirt.

"Wetin dey do you, People dey here." I whispered looking around the bus, it was quite dark and I could barely see the passengers.

Broda placed his hand back, after pushing him away severally, I got tired and gave up.

He pushed my panties aside and shoved his index finger into my Vagina. I closed my eyes and tried hard not to engage in his risky game but I began to feel strong waves of pleasure and I started moaning.

I got very moist down there. Broda added three more fingers which he shoved deep inside me.

I tried my best not to scream.

I was at the brink of an orgasm when light flashed into my eyes. Broda's finger slipped out of me immediately.

"Wetin una dey do for there?"

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Family / Re: Let Make Your Children Hair At Your Comfort by Renderhelp(f): 1:16pm On Nov 24, 2019
hairbyuj:
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The hairstyle is lovely, where are you based. Do you braid hair for adults?

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 11:49am On Nov 24, 2019
dawno2008:


You are doing fine,just stick to your storyline,and don't be distracted,

And pls always update regularly to keep your viewers and readers.

Noted! Thanks
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 11:44am On Nov 24, 2019
I had stopped visiting Broda's room neither did I speak to him for two weeks. The beautiful lady had spent the night in his room and I had concluded he slept with her.

I resumed going to work with Mama in order to avoid seeing him. Nkiru was delighted with the new development, she told me Broda was nothing but trouble to my life and she begged me not to go back to him.

One morning, I woke up late and realised Mama had left for work without me. Nkiru had gone to school.

Mama and I had tilled the soil on a large expanse of land. I took the bigger share of the work and it was too strenuous for me, I came back home very tired and overslept.

I tidied up the room and picked up a bucket and a bar of soap then I headed straight to the bathroom at the backyard. I was glad there was no queue and the bathroom wasn't occupied. Most of the neighbors were either at work or school. I was disappointed at the bathroom tap wasn't running so I had to take my bucket to the well to fetch water.

As I was pulling out the water from the well, someone tickled my sides. It startled me and I frowned when I turned to see it was Broda.

I hissed at him and continued fetching water.

"You dey avoid me abi?" He seized the rope from my hands and dragged out the pail from the well. "You no go fetch water today." He threatened jokingly.

"No wahala, I go use pure water take baff." I took my bucket and poured away the little water I had fetched then I turned to go.

Broda laughed and grabbed me. As I struggled to escape from him, the towel I tied around my chest almost got loose. I pushed him away with all my strength and held the towel to my chest.

"Stop! You wan naked me for public?" I scanned the compound to see if anyone was watching but there was no one in sight. "What if my Mama walka come see us? Leave me o!" I warned him and walk away.

Strangely, I enjoyed the game we were playing.

He followed me and grabbed my bucket from me, I tried to take it back but he held it out of my reach.

"Ohhh!! Which kind play be this? Give me my bucket na!" I moaned.

"If you want your bucket, come collect am for my room." He said and walked away with my bucket.

Mama had three bucket that I could use to bathe but I followed him into his room.

After we made love, I forgot about the beautiful lady.

********************
The month still had five days left. There was no need to panic now, I could still get my period, I consoled myself as I cleaned up the room.

When I was done with my chores, I was so tired, I literally collapsed on the bed and slept off.

"Wake up....wake up!" Broda shook me roughly.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned. "Wetin?" I still felt sleepy.

"The man done pay the money, I don't put am for bank. 200k complete." Broca's smile almost made the side of his lips touch his ears.

Sleep cleared from my eyes immediately. "Ewo! Thank...!"

"Shhh!" Broda hushed

I stood up and danced quietly. I felt so happy.

"Just pack the things wey we go need. No bring the stove or buckets or anything wey dey outside. No give any sign say we dey move." He warned me.

I nodded. "I know how we dey do am na, no worry about that one." I assured him and continued dancing without music.

I was eager to receive my share of the money. I had never had 50,000 naira to myself before. When I send Mama and Nkiru 10,000 naira they would know I have made it, Mama especially would be so proud of me.

"I wan go buy food, wetin you wan chop?" Broda asked as he stood up.

"Jollof rice from Crunchies"

"No be only Crunchies na crumble...no let me give you slap make your face go crumble."

"Baby please na..." I moaned.

"You no get sense at all...we need do things on the low. If you no fit chop mama put, drink garri or stay make hunger wire you." He hissed and made to leave the room.

"Okay wait na...baby, you too dey vex... Buy me EBA and egusi, put enough assorted o!"

He eyed me and left the room.

I began to pack our bags and wondered where we were moving to this time.

****************

Broda stood up from the bed and went to one of the bags that hung on the wall of his room. He took out a small black polythene bag from it.

He sat on the edge of his mattress and took out a rolled paper stick and a lighter from the bag, he lit it up and started smoking.

I sniffed out the notable odor and squeezed my eyebrows. "You dey smoke Igbo?"

He smiled and handed the stick to me. I stared at it in disgust and shook my head rapidly.

"Take am, one drag." He urged me as he moved closer and held the stick close to my lips.

I took a deep drag and coughed out as the smoke choked me. Broda laughed at me.

"Nor worry, you go soon dey used to am." He promised.

"I no wan dey used to this kind thing."

We didn't say anything for a while as Broda smoked. My vagina felt sticky with his sperm and I decided to go and take a bath.

"I dey come, I wan go baff."

"Wait." Broda's face went dim all of a sudden. I wondered why.

"I be wan discuss something with you."

"Wetin be that?"

He kept quiet for a while.

"Tell me na." I urged him, I was curious.

"I just broke anyhow this period, even money to feed na wahala. I just dey manage...." He looked into my eyes and I was moved with pity.

"My papa even call say he dey sick, he need about 5,000 for treatment...Where I go see that kind money this period? My head just full..." He placed his hands on his head and bent his neck.

I felt sorry for him I moved closer to him and rubbed his back."Why you no talk since? We get food for house, I fit dey cook bring for you..." I swallowed hard and scratched my head. "Na only 500 naira I get for hand, I go give you that one make you hold first, I go try get the remaining 4500."

He smiled and kissed me.

"I love you." He said for the first time and kissed me again. I felt butterflies in my stomach the moment he said those words.

He moved lower to suck at my breasts as I moaned.

While he slammed and thrusted into my body, I thought of ways I could steal 4500 naira from Mama.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 2:45pm On Nov 23, 2019
Noblejohn32:
This is a master piece.
Fire on

Thank you very much.

Criticism is also welcome. I'm trying to master the art of writing/story telling.
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 2:42pm On Nov 23, 2019
I woke up with Broda's arms wrapped around my body. I turned to look at his face. He was snoring lightly with his mouth slightly opened. I laughed because he always swore he slept with his mouth closed.

I planted a kiss on his lips and his eyes fluttered open. He pushed me away and sat up.

"Wetin time dey talk?" He didn't wait for my answer as he looked up at the wall clock.
"Shiit! Why you no wake me?" He looked at me accusingly.

"I just wake now now."

He hissed and got up from the mattress. He mistakenly stepped on my leg as he tried to cross over my body.

"Ye! My leg!" I cried out.

He ignored me and hurriedly searched his bag for clothes to wear. He wore a black jean trouser with grey shirt. He picked up his phone and walked out of the room.

My body still ached from the beating. I wanted to sleep but the room was in a mess. I decided to sleep after cleaning up the room.

I got up lazily from the mattress. I removed the bedspread and pillowcases, they needed washing. I dumped them in a corner and walked to the clothes basket to pick out clean ones. As I brought out clothes from the basket in search of a bedspread, a pack of sanitary pads fell out.

It dawned on me that I had missed my period that month.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 9:01pm On Nov 22, 2019
Krester24:

Chineke..!@ embarassed...sorry dear...
Nice write up..enjoying it..

Thanks.
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 7:44pm On Nov 22, 2019
I woke up and rubbed my eyes. My body felt like It had been mangled by a heavy machine. I looked up at the wall clock, it was 2A.M.

Broda had warned me not to leave the room so I slept off after the beating. I rolled over on the Mattress and realised Broda wasn't laying next to me. I looked around the room and saw he was sitting on a chair with a sachet of dry gin hanging between his lips.

I sat up and grabbed a wrapper which I tied around my chest. I crawled to kneel next to him.

"I'm sorry." I whispered. My voice was hoarse from shouting and crying. I rested my head on his lap. I knew it was better to apologise, if I didn't, he would beat me again.

I felt his fingers on my cheek. He nudged me to raise my head. When I did, he placed the dry gin between my lips and urged me to drink.

I was forgiven.
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"So you really be virgin?" Broda asked as he rolled off me.

I nodded and used his blanket to hide my nude body. He looked at me and laughed.

"You dey shame? No need for shame..." He pulled away the blanket from my body. "You don see my body, nothing dey there."

I nodded in agreement but I still felt uncomfortable exposing my body like that so I rolled to lay on my stomach in order to hide my breasts and vulva. He shook his head and laughed again.

"Do you love me?" I asked after a while. I just realised he hadn't told me he loved me. I loved him but I never said so. I felt it was right he said it first.

"I like you." He replied casually and pecked me on my cheek.

My heart shattered.

"Hunger dey wire me." He stood up and wore his boxer. "Come cook jollof rice for me."

I bit down on my tongue to prevent myself from screaming.

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"Sister, I no like the way you take dey treat Mama." Nkiru complained. She had just returned from school and was still in her school uniform.

I ignored her and buried my head deeper into my wrapper. I wished Nkiru would shut up and let me be. I kept on thinking of Broda's behaviour after he had deflowered me.

I had cooked the jollof rice he requested for and served him. He asked me to eat with him but I refused. He didn't even seem to care that I was sad. When I was about to leave his room he asked me to come back soon to wash his clothes. I felt used.

"Sister, I dey follow you talk." Nkiru moved closer and pulled down the cloth from my face.

I stood up and flared at her. "You dey mad?!"

She was frightened and she stepped back quickly. I hissed at her and walked out of the room.

Immediately I stepped out of my room and moved into the passage, a beautiful lady walked past. I admired her and wondered what a classy looking lady like her was doing in that ghetto area. She had on an expensive looking outfit and her skin glowed.

I watched her go till she stopped at Broda's door. He opened for her and she went in.

I died inside.

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I boiled water in a kettle on the kerosene stove just by the door of our room on the passage. It was almost 2:30AM. The house was dark and quiet, our neighbors were in their respective rooms.

When the water got boiled, I took down the kettle and turned off the stove by splashing a little water on it. I took the kettle with me into the room and poured the hot water into a bowl. I added cold water to the bowl.

I handed Broda a small towel and sat on the bare floor. He moved closer and soaked the towel into the hot water. He squeezed the excess water out of the towel and placed the damp cloth on my body. He focused on the red welts the wire had made on my body while I moaned and groaned in pains.

"As soon as the man pay the money, we go leave town." He said and I nodded in agreement. "Try pack all our important load. No pack things wey we no need o, just carry a few things. We go commot when everywhere don dark." He added.

He brought out a jar of Aboniki balm which he used to massage my body. "I go bank in the money immediately he give me. I go give you your share when we reach our new site."

I was used to the whole process of changing location after scamming. I was getting tired of it. I wished Broda and I could just settle down and start a family. Broda had promised to marry me if he is able to gather up to 10 million naira in his account. I wondered how old I would be by then.

"Ah! Small small...e dey pain me!" I cried out in pain as the aboniki stung my raw skin.

"Shhh... You be small pikin?" He chuckled

I nodded and he laughed.

He dipped his finger into the aboniki jar and brought out a dollop of the ointment.

"Open your leg make I massage inside." He pointed to my groin.

I widened my eyes and shut my thighs as tight as I could while he tried to pry them open. I wriggled out of his grip and crawled to the mattress laughing.

He came to grab me. He touched my sores and I cried out in pain. He released me immediately and sat on the bed. He rubbed my back gently.

I moved closer to him and pulled out his thick member from his boxer short and sucked on it. He closed his eyes and let out a deep moan as he thrust himself deeper into my throat.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 4:50pm On Nov 22, 2019
Krester24:
Nice one brother....
cool

Thanks, smiley .I'm female though

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 3:29pm On Nov 22, 2019
"Aunty...you dey okay?"

I looked up to see it was my neighbor's little daughter, Ada. I wiped away my tears immediately.

"Uhm...yes I dey fine, I just dey pray..." I smiled. "How was school?"

"Fine. Mummy say make I go fetch water, I dey come." She hurried off with her bucket.

I decided to go into my room before my other neighbors would see me. I didn't want to see Broda yet but it was better than having my neighbors asking questions.

I stood up from the pavement and walked back into the room.

The Ape had left when I entered. Broda was sitting alone on a plastic chair, smoking weed.

"The man talk say he go pay the money first thing tomorrow morning."

I ignored him and laid on the mattress. I turned my face to the wall and shut my eyes. I wasn't in the mood to talk to him.

I heard the sound of his movement as he laid next to me, he held my waist and pushed his groin against my butt. I shoved his hand away but he kept it back and held me more firmly this time.

"Oooh! Leave me na!" I tried to get up but he wrestled and pinned me to the bed.

"Leave me alone! I say leave me!" I panted as I struggled to push him away but he pressed me down with his full weight. I gave up.

" Calm down!" He laughed. "I know say you dey vex unto wetin happen, but you gats calm down, just see am like sacrifice you make for me." He tried to kiss me but I turned my face.

"Which bloody sacrifice? You force me to do am, e no come from my mind, just because of money!" I managed to slip away from under him and I sat up on the bed.

"No worry, I go make am up to you." He smiled and rubbed my thigh.

I felt like punching his face.

"If he con talk say he wan fork me, you for let am?"

He sat up and frowned. "Which kind dirty question be that?"

I took that as a yes.

"I say, if he talk say he wan fork me, you for let am?!" I raised my voice in anger.

The slap he gave me made me see stars.

"You dey craze? Na me you dey shout for?!" He punched me in my stomach. I groaned and held my stomach. He hit me on my head severally.

"Leave me! Leave me o!!!" I cried.

He stood up from the mattress and bolted the door. "I say na me you dey shout for?" He asked again as he moved to the socket on the wall to pick up the lamp charger, he folded the wire into two and advanced towards me.

"I no shout for you!" I cried as I picked up a pillow to shield myself. "I no shout, I swear...please"

He grabbed the pillow from me and whipped me with the wire. My wrapper got loose and I was stark naked, each stroke landed on my bare skin.

"Yeh!!!! Yeh!!!! Sorry na!!! I no shout! Abeg!" I cried. The sting from the wire was unbearable. He placed his feet on my back so I couldn't move as he continued lashing my body.

"Abeg, e don't do no kill am." A neighbor knocked. It sounded like Mama Ada. "Oga, calm down na...e don do, na woman she be..."

Broda stopped and sat on the chair. I remained sprawled on the bed. I couldn't move. My whole body felt sore.

"If you open that door, I go kill you." Broda said to me.

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"Good evening." I replied.

I felt embarrassed. I had pulled of my sexy outfit that afternoon and had put on an oversized nightwear, I also rubbed lots of white powder on my face and neck so that Mama would believe I was really sick.

"Hope you are feeling better?" He asked still smiling and I replied with a nod.

I wanted to back into my room badly. I wished he hadn't seen me looking like that.

I can't remember what our conversation was about but it went really well and we bonded that evening.

Broda and I became really close after that day. I used to sneak into his room and we would gist and laugh. I usually cooked for him and he would give me money and gifts.

Nkiru was against our friendship and she always warned me to be careful of him. I tried to introduce him to Nkiru but she didn't like him and he never liked her too. I stopped talking to Nkiru about him and we began drifting apart.

"You don become big girl, those useless boys don dey deceive you!" Mama yelled at me one morning I had refused to go to work with her.

I had stopped following Mama to work. Broda always gave me money so I saw no need to degrade myself my washing people's clothes and working on their farms. Besides, I enjoyed staying at home to spend time with him. A lot of people had commented that I looked more beautiful since I stopped farming in the hot sun.

"Mama, Abeg leave me o! I don tell you say I go dey give you my share of money for rent and Nkiru school fees....Wetin you want again?!" I shouted back at Mama.

I had never yelled at Mama before. She was getting on my nerves.

Mama eyes widened with surprise. "Na me you dey shout for?" She threw her hands on her head. "Na me she dey shout for?" She turned to ask Nkiru who had a confused look on her face.

"You don dey do ashawo work abi?" Mama went on to ask me.

"You dey see me dey comot for night? No be the same room we dey sleep?!" I hissed. "Abeg no dey ask me that kind stupid question!"

Mama moved to hit me but Nkiru held her back immediately.

"Mama e don do, calm down!" Nkiru pleaded. Mama sat down on a chair and shook her head, she looked at me with disdain. "Sister, just follow her go work, you know say the work no easy, just assist her..."

"Assist who? Person wey dey call me ashawo? Make she do the work alone since na she holy pass!" I hissed.

I was about to go out of the room but mama stood up and held me by my shirt.

"This wings wey you think say you don grow, E go fall comot on day. You go crawl come beg me, mark my words." Mama looked into my eyeballs and hit her chest twice.

A shiver ran down my spine. I ran out of the room and went into Broda's room.

I knocked on his door and he opened. He hugged me when he saw tears on my face. He pulled me into his room and I narrated everything that had happened. He listened to me talk without saying a word and I felt calm.

"I want to make you my girlfriend." He said after I was done talking.

Blood rushed to my face. I had been waiting for him to ask but I didn't expect it at the moment.

"Is this the right time to ask?" I feigned a frown.

"I didn't ask."

He kissed me and I lost my virginity a few minutes later.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 10:16am On Nov 21, 2019
[quote author=Krester24 post=84229406]Ride on brotherly...pls try and make it lengthy... cool[/quote

Noted sir]

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 9:28am On Nov 21, 2019
After Broda had handed me the paracetamol, I thought of ways I could meet him again and most importantly, get him to talk to me.

"Nkiru, guess what?" I asked my sister who just got back from school as she sat down to eat.

"What?" She asked with a mouth full of rice. She was gobbling down on her food like it was her last.

I looked at her with disgust.

"You eat like an animal." I hissed.

"We dey share the same Belle?" She licked stew of her fingers with loud slurps. "Talk wetin you wan talk."

I ignored her irritating habit.

"I met that cute guy today." I smiled with pride.

Nkiru's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"I talk am!" She poured the rice in her palm back into the plate.

"I know say you get mission. When you tell mama say you no fit go work na im I begin to suspect say you wan see the guy..."

I laughed. "I be just wan see how him be...you hype am na, wetin you be want make I do?"

Nkiru eyed me. "Hmm..hmmm..." She pulled her ear. "Be careful o."

"Nothing happen na. I just go ask if he get paracetamol. He no even talk anything. He just give me the paracetamol." I pulled out the sachet from my pocket to show her.

She looked at the sachet and continued eating her food. Her silence made me queasy.

"Na wetin happen be that..." I frowned and kept the sachet back into my pocket.

"No throw yourself like that for man, he suppose come meet you."

I was taken aback by her words. My face felt hot.

"Which...which kind yeye talk be that?! Ehn Nkiru??"

"Sister calm down, I know you well, if you no like the guy you for don dey yab am since. You no talk any bad thing about am. E mean say you like am and I just dey tell you say make you no go meet am again." She explained calmly.

"You dey craze! I say I just wan see how him be! I no blame you sef, na me carry gist come give you."

I stood up and slammed the door hard as I walked out of the room.

I walked angrily into the compound to sit on the well. Nkiru always got on my nerves with her useless advice. She always tried to prove she was wiser.

"Good evening."

The baritone voice startled me. I turned to see him sitting on the other side of the well with a charming smile on his lips.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 6:19am On Nov 21, 2019
tahir01:
This story go make sense o. Bia OP come and update o

Sure, stay tuned.
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 7:14pm On Nov 20, 2019
Two years ago, I had vowed to be Broda's girlfriend if he was all what my younger sister claimed he was.

I knew I was beautiful. A lot of guys had asked me to be their girlfriend but I had turned them down. I needed someone who would rescue me from poverty and no riffraff village boy was going to ruin my plan.

The next day after Nkiru had hosted me about Broda, I lied to Mama I was sick just so I could stay back home to see what he looked like.

After Mama left for work and Nkiru had left for school, I went into my bag and pulled out the shortest skirt I had, my special micro mini skirt. I ran a thread through the skirt to make it tight enough to reveal the shape of my hips and bum.

I picked out a pink shimmering top from Nkiru's bag. It was her favorite top and she would kill me if she caught me wearing it.

Mama forbids us from wearing make-up, so I applied a thick coat of Vaseline on my lips to make them shine. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and felt confident. He would be head over heels once he sees me.

I peeped out of my room door to scan the passage, it seemed no one was around. I had to be Careful of our nosy neighbours, any mistake and rumors would start to fly to the next village.

As I walked to the door of Broda's room, my heart was pounding in my chest. I wished I had juju that would make him fall in love with me immediately he sets his eyes on me.

I stopped when I got to his door. I was very nervous, what if he ignored me. I knew I couldn't stand such embarrassment. I was about to turn back to go to my room when his door opened.

I froze and stared at him.

God he was handsome! He truly looked like the black Americans in the movies as Nkiru had described. He was tall and had this sexy lean muscular kind of body. His skin was like Milo mixed with enough milk...

"Yes? Wetin you want?" He frowned at me.

I didn't realize I had been staring for long. I felt like a mumu.

"Uhm...sorry..." I stuttered. "I be wan ask if you get paracetamol. My head dey pain me." I placed my hand on my head and squeezed my face like I was really in pain. I prayed he bought the lie.

He looked at me suspiciously then went back into his room and shut his door at my face.

I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. I bit my lower lip and ran into my room. I locked the door and hit my head severally on the wall.

"Maybe he's truly an armed robber, will a normal person behave like that?" I said trying to console my self.

There was a knock on the door. I quickly wiped my tears and went to answer it.

It was him.

He handed me a sachet of paracetamol and walked back to his room without saying a word.

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"Cherry, it's okay, he just wan see if your body dey okay. I dey here...he no go touch you." Broda said calmly while the Ape nodded like an Agama lizard.

I frowned at Broda. Was this necessary? All our other clients had paid without seeing me naked, why couldn't he convince the Ape like he had done to the others?

"Cherry, remove your cloth na, nothing go happen. I dey here." Broda urged.

"I dey see my menses." I lied. There was no way I was going to strip for this Ape.

"My beautiful wife!" The Ape chuckled. "I just wan see wetin I dey pay for. I be mature man, I don see woman blood before."

I eyed him bitterly and folded my arms.

Broda stood up from his chair and ripped my dress before I could say Jack. He tore it apart to expose my breasts and vulva.

I tried to cover my body but Broda seized my arms and pushed me to the full view of the Ape.

"You see as she fine? No mark for her body."

The Ape kept on staring until Broda released my arms and handed me a piece of wrapper which I tied around my chest.

I left the room and walked to the back of the house. I sat close to the water tank and cried my eyes out.

I wondered if Broda truly loved me.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 2:58pm On Nov 20, 2019
Noblejohn32:
So hilarious
Fire on


Lol...here you go!
Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 2:58pm On Nov 20, 2019
Adesammy111:
Nice write up op. Jus make sure you complete the story

Thanks, sure thing!

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 1:07pm On Nov 20, 2019
I kept on running till I got to the rusty gate of the compound. I looked back and saw that Broda wasn't chasing me. I let out a sigh of relief and stopped to catch my breath. I then exited the gate and bolted it from outside.

I walked slowly to the mallam's shop. Broda would skin me alive when I returned. I regretted taunting him like that. I slapped my forehead, I was so stupid!

" My beautiful wife!"

I looked up to see it was the Ape. He was walking towards me and I groaned.

He was limping towards me with a walking cane in his right hand, one of his legs looked crooked, his buluku trouser couldn't hide his deformity. His potbelly wiggled as he walked. "What an ugly man!" I thought to myself.

"Good morning sir!" I greeted when he got close to me.

"My beautiful wife, where you dey go this early morning?" He panted and dabbed sweat from his face with a dirty white handkerchief.

I wondered why he was sweating like a Christmas goat when the sun wasn't fully out yet. Maybe it was his obesity at play.

"I dey go buy something for mallam shop."

"Wetin be the name of the thing you one buy?" He lowered his eyes to my breast and kept on staring. The man made me uncomfortable.

"Na bread."

"How fine girl like you go dey chop ordinary bread?" He frowned and dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out 1000 naira note. "Use am take cook better food for yourself." He handed me the money.

"Thank you sir." I took the money immediately. "God bless you sir."

"No call me sir, Call me Honey." He smiled sheepishly exposing a brown set of teeth with a few missing.

I smiled and nodded.

" I dey go meet your brother, we go see when you come."

"OK sir."

I felt his eyes on my backside as I walked away. The Ape is a pervert.

When I got to the Mallam's shop, I bought bread and a bag of sachet water. I decided to give Broda the change, maybe it will lighten his mood and he wouldn't beat me up.

I got into the compound. I was surprised to see the Ape and Broda were not seated on the verandah. If the Ape had left I would have met him on the way.

I passed through the corridor to the room, I opened the door and found the Ape and Broda sitting on plastic chairs, facing each other.

The Ape's face lightened up as soon as he saw me. I curtsied to both of them and dropped the load I was carrying at a corner of the room. I was about to excuse them when Broda stopped me.

" Yes Broda? " I turned to answer him.

"Lock the door."

I gave Broda a questioning look but proceeded to do as he asked. I turned to them with my back leaning against the door.

"Remove your clothes."

"Blood of Jesus!"

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 10:18am On Nov 20, 2019
Broda's phone rang out loud waking the both of us up.

Broda got up immediately from the bed and picked up his phone then he briskly walked out of the room.

I eyed him and hissed. Broda was too secretive for my liking. I was honest and open to him. He hardly talked about himself and always hides to receive calls. Anytime I asked him why he does this he'd ignore me, I got tired and stopped asking.

I was so sure he wasn't cheating. We were almost always together and besides Broda wasn't that type of man. He never turned to look at beautiful women when we go out, neither did he flirt. All Broda wanted was money, I sometimes got scared he would end up using me for rituals.

I started dating Broda when I was 15, that was two years ago. Broda had moved into our compound and stayed in the room next to my family's. We lived in a 'passage house' or 'face me, I face you'.

My mother was a poor widow and I had to drop out of school to assist Mama so Nkiru could remain in school. We did menial jobs such as washing people's clothes and working on their farms. I hated my life.

Mama and I usually returned home late in the evenings, so I didn't know Broda had moved in. It was Nkiru that told me all about him.

"Sister, there's this new guy in the compound. This guy looks like those black Americans, it's like he jumped out from the TV" Nkiru quipped.

"Abegii, make I hear word. You've started with your hype."

"Sister, see ehn, if I lie, make I die this night." Nkiru placed her index finger on her tongue then pointed to the sky.

I rolled my eyes.


"He's very rich too, anytime he throws his dustbin, I usually peep to see what is inside-"

"Nkiru!!! Your amebo will kill you one day!" I laughed at her.

My sister folded her arms and pouted. "Let me shut up then."

"Okay, sorry na...continue please, please na.." I begged her.

She eyed me. "As I was saying, inside his dustbin there were plenty tins of sardine and plenty chicken bones, the bones alone were the size of my fist..." She held up her fist. "Very, very big! And if you see the fine clothes he wears ehn!" She kissed her fingers.

"The guy get swag abeg, his perfume alone sef, when he comot for compound you go still dey smell am after 3 hours."

"Ehen...He must be very rich o!" I exclaimed.

"Then why he come chook head for one room?" Nkiru hissed. "People dey talk say he be armed robber, them say he come hide for here."

"Ahn ahn...All these poverty stricken people no dey mind their business. They are just jealous. I don't think so." I frowned.

Nkiru eyed me and laughed. "Love nwatiti! See how you are defending someone you have not seen!"

"Abeg leave me!" I blushed. "Our neighbours talk too much."

Nkiru raised her nose at me. "Okay o... My sister wan marry armed robber." She laughed and dodged my slap.

That night I kept on thinking of the guy Nkiru told me about, I imagined him according to Nkiru's description and I fell in love with him.

If he was as rich as Nkiru claimed, then he could change I, Mama and Nkiru's life for better. We would stop working for people and start eating plenty sardine and chicken. I could even go back to school.

He was our ticket out of poverty and I must get him.

"Take this 200 naira go buy bread make we chop." Broda woke me from my day dream. He threw the money on my exposed belly.

"Pure water don finish?" He lifted the empty bag.

"Yes."

"Okay... We go manage drink tap water till money come."

I stood up from the flat student sized mattress and picked up a short dress that was within reach to wear.

" They say the tap water for this area dey make person purge." I mumbled.

"Ehen... Madam Doctor, go fork the mallam for gate make he dash you free pure water na... Idiot! You think say money dey fall from tree." Broda eyed me and laid on the mattress.

I walked to the door then turned to him. " If I fork am na him whole shop he go dash me." I said and ran outside as fast as I could.

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Literature / Re: Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 7:45am On Nov 20, 2019
Broda had told the Ape that we had come all the way from Ghana to live and work in Enugu. He complained to him that he was only my brother and he had no right to give my hand out in marriage.

Broda insisted that our parents and at least two other close members of our family should be present to witness the affair. He taxed the Ape to pay the sum of 200,000 naira.

The Ape agreed and promised Broda he would give us the money in cash before the week runs out.

The plan made me paranoid. Broda had never demanded for such a huge sum from any of our clients. The highest amount we had ever made from our schemes wasn't even up to 50,000 naira.

"Broda..Broda..." I tapped him gently to wake from his sleep.

"Oh God! Wetin?!" He grumbled.

"I nor fit sleep...I dey reason something."

"Ogun dey kill you? You no see say I dey sleep? Which kind wahala be this?" He hissed then turned to face the wall. He began snoring.

I didn't want to probe further he could slap or punch me. I sighed and rubbed my sore nipples which had sucked for hours before he fell asleep.

I tried to close my eyes to sleep but the room was too hot. I was stark naked but I still felt hot. I cursed the greedy landlord for building the room with only a small window which faced the brick fence that prevented fresh breeze from flowing in.

I thought of the Ape who was about to lose 200,000 naira in this harsh economy. The fool had a wife with four kids, I was so sure he was stingy to his family. I felt sorry for his wife. Broda and I were doing her a favour by teaching her randy husband a lesson though, the money was a reward for a job well done. I laughed.

I thought of things I would buy with my share of the money. Broda promised to give me 50,000 naira from it. I had to send 10,000 naira to Mama and Nkiru my younger sister. I would use the rest to buy human hair wigs and beautiful clothes with matching shoes and bags.

When I visit Mama, my neighbours would then believe I had really travelled to the United states of America.

I smiled and dozed off.

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Literature / Dirty Hustlers by Renderhelp(f): 6:54pm On Nov 19, 2019
"Cherry! Cherry!!" Broda yelled from the verandah.


"I dey come!" I quickly adjusted my hair and skirt and dashed outside.

Sitting next to Broda was a very dark, potbellied man. His cheeks were so puffy that you'd think he had three or four akara balls stuffed in his mouth. His lips were thick and black like he kissed charcoal. I concluded he looked like an ape. I shifted my gaze from him as his eyes met mine.

"Welcome Sir" I curtsied to the Ape. " Broda you called me."

Broda cleared his throat and turned to the ugly man. "Na my younger sister be this. Her name na Cherry."

The Ape smiled and licked his lips as he scanned me with his small eyes from head to toe. He looked satisfied with what he saw. I was disgusted.

" Oh what a beautiful girl! But I no go lie you, that name too hard for my mouth o!" He laughed like a fool.

" No worry about that one." Broda chuckled. "When you marry am, you fit call her any name you want."

"Ehen! Now you are talking my in-law! I go call am Nne because she resemble..."

"No...No" Broda interrupted. " We don't do things like that in my family, she is not yet your wife and I am not your in-law until you pay her bride price. Simple."

"You are very correct my brother. I go do everything and even more than to marry this girl. I am a very serious man, I am not like all those useless small boys. I am a full man"

"Foolish man." I hissed under my breath.

"Very good. I don't want any yaga yaga person to be my sister's husband." Broda signaled at me to turn by circling his index finger.

I blushed and played with the hem of my skirt as I turned around quickly.

The Ape gripped his manhood through his trousers and laughed out loud.

"Don't mind her, She is a shy girl. You know how all these virgins dey behave."

"Ah! I like am like that o! I no like all this rough girls wey their eye son tear reach yanshh"

" My sister na good girl. She dey very discipline. She never know man at all." Broda assured the Ape which made him break into a smile that his lips almost touch both ears.

" Enter house. " Broda said to me.

I curtsied again and went in.

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Broda came into the room about an hour later .

"We have discussed the arrangements for your introduction. He is a man of his words and I believe everything will go as planned."

"Hmm... I pray so." I laid on the mattress and closed my eyes.

" The man fine sha!" He teased and I threw a pillow at him.

He pounced on me and kissed me. We had a play fight then he stood up from the flat mattress.

"Remove your clothes." Broda said as he pulled off his shirt and zipped down his shorts.

I did as he said and he pounced on me as he humped away into the night.

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Romance / He Shuts His Eyes When We Make Love by Renderhelp(f): 10:46am On Nov 13, 2019
@Renderhelp,

My boyfriend closes his eyes each time we make love. He doesn't even kiss me during the process.

He is a nice and caring guy though, but I'm just worried about this.

Does this mean he doesn't love me or he's not attracted to me?

Please answer.
Family / Re: Capri Sonne Or Capri Sun by Renderhelp(f): 5:57pm On Nov 06, 2019
Caprisonne
Romance / Re: What Ended Your Previous Relationship? by Renderhelp(f): 7:49pm On Oct 23, 2019

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Health / Re: HIV Positive Ene Was The Lady At Ajah - Solomon Buchi by Renderhelp(f): 11:22am On Oct 17, 2019
Oga must you tell us her status

A lot of people are already hating on the helpless woman tagging her a prostitute who deserved what she got and you are here announcing she is HIV positive.

You are just adding fuel to fire with your basket mouth.

I hope this poor lady becomes whole again.

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