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Episode 9

Knock knock knock

“Hold on” tennie said, quickly disengagin frm Niphemi.

He doesn’t need to be told b4 he knws wah to do, he pulled up is trouser and rearranged his dishevelled shirt, leavin her to sort herself out, he walked briskly to his office.

Anita’s gettin uncomfortable sittin alone in this well furnished office, can’t jex believe a young boy’s delayin her xo much, a tinge of hatred’s already startin in her mind and she can’t jex wait to get this business deal over wif. She would hve backed out of the deal if not for her needin the profits frm it badly.

Her last loverboy, squeezed her dry and she needs to mke some money to keep her afloat.

“I’ll deal wif him later” she said

“gud, morni, I’m sowie I’m late” niphemi said, bring her bck, “its a situation I can’t help”k he rumbled on.

“morni, I understand” she said, extendin her hand for an handshake

He accepted it, and went to take his seat on his chair at the oda side of the table, directly opposite her,

“can we get down to business” he said, she nodded.

… … …

Later in the day, after the days wrk, Niphemi’s preparin to leave for hme, he decided to gve a call to his friend

“hello baba ibe” he hailed

“no dey Bobo mi jawe, alaye” whizzy countered

“how fins how”

“I dey o, jex leavin wrk, whr yhu dey?”

“me self jex wan go crash for house ni ooo, I too taya”

“shey we no go meet tonight ni” whizzy asked

“we go see jooo, buh I wan rest first, let’s meet at the club nah”

“no p nah, how yhur gf?”

“she dey oo, mke I call her self, we go tlk beta in the nite jooo”he said, droppin the call.

“hello baby, I’m sowie for not callin since” he said into the fone wen she has answered the fone.

“hello sweetie, I knw how busy yhu are, I’m sowie I couldn’t call yhu too” she replied after receivin the call.

“wah’s wrong, yhu sound tired” he asked, concern ‘visible’ in his voice.

“I’m jex tayad dear, I’ve been xo stressed up, this gals are too naughty, especially tht latifat, yhu won’t believe she intentionally left the dryer on, jex to piss me off, sade burnt a customer’s hair, Nneka, tht rotten village gal, poured water in my meal….”she started, he knws he has to cut her off….

“baby, baby yhu jex hve to tke tins easy, okay?”

“I knw, buh they ar xo annoyin, the woman opposite my shop was jex makin noise wif tht sewin machine of hers, the lady…”

“babe, cool down ok, maybe we shud wrk on gettin yhu a job” he said cuttin her off again

“no, I’m really enjoyin dis job” she countered

“we’ll tlk abt this later, owk?”

“owk dear, whr are yhu now?”

“jex leavin wrk”

“owk, lemme knw wen yhu get hme”

“owk dear, love yhu” he said sheepishly

“love yhu too” she replied gingerly

He dropped the call, bouyant and marched confidently like a soldier tht jex brought bck the chibok gals to his car, kicked and zoomed off.

…. ….. ….

Later in the eveni, he’s gistin a group of friends, Nice and a group of friends he met at the club abt his escapade wif his MD, they laughed off their chair wit only whizzy keepin a stern look.

Whizzy’s a very bad playboy, he changes gals like a man playin puzzle, he drop ladies faster than a drop of water dissappearin on a sun baked sand. He enjoyed wah his friend’s doin buh not happy wif it. His friend has a very pretty lady who love him wif her life, and she can go any length to mke him happy, she even convinced her dad to get him a job. he’s sure he’ll bcme a saint if he’s as lucky as his friend.

“yhu knw yhu hve to stop dis and focus on Adesewa, yhu knw dis babe loves yhu xo much and yhu owe everytin yhu are to her” whizzy advised bringin questionable and unsatisfactory looks to their face.

“whizzy, khumphy” niphemi said, causin anoda round of hysteric laughter among them.

Whizzy didn’t say notin, he jex forced a smile and sips his drink.

Ring ring ring….a fone rang, its niphemi’s

He looked at the caller, unknown no. He signalled to his friend, to reduce their ‘volume’ by wavin his hands like a traffic warden on duty tellin a car to slow down.

“hello” he said into the fone after he has answered the fone.

“hi” the caller said

“pls who’s dis”

“dis’ Anita, remember me?”

his face turned ‘stony’ if thts an English word, he couldn’t remember givin her his no.