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Thursday, 29 December 2016

Even your boo- got a boo epi 4

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I opened my blackberry messenger and read the
message.
It was from Jaga.
Jaga: how far na, i find u come house yesterday,
u no dey around, where u go na?
Me: clara invite me come one party, na now i
just enta house sef.
Jaga: u go party since yesterday afternoon kon
come back by dis time, how u take waka now.
Me: jaga na long story oh, but just imagine am like
say na police detention i dey since yesterday.
Jaga: ah, but for u to sleep over, e mean say u
achieve something na.
*Not wanting to let him know i slept with clara, i
quickly changed the topic*
Me: jaga, e get something wey i wan discuss
with u.
Jaga: wetin be dat, hope say u neva give person
belle?
Me: no be dat one, i need money badly and i go
like make u help me with cash.
Jaga: if na dat one, u go wait till end of this
week. Make i see wetin i fit gather for u.
Me: okay now no wahala, at least u don try.
I began to percieve burnt smell coming from the
kitchen, which made me remembered the
noodles i was cooking.
I quickly stood up and ran into the kitchen with
speed, brought the pot down and put off the
stove.
I stared at the food and saw that it was partially
burnt, i had no choice but to eat it that way so
as to reduce the hunger pangs i was feeling.
I took a fork and emptied what was left of it into
a plate and carried it back to the room.
I dugged into the food and ate it hungrily not
minding the burnt taste.
Few minutes later, i was about rounding up when
i heard a sound from my door.
”kpon kpon kpon” it sounded again.
Who is there, i asked
its me Iya kola, the voice replied.
On hearing that, i recognised who she was.
Am coming just a minute, i answered.
I quickly stood up, packed what was left of the
food into the plate and went to drop it in the
kitchen.
*in case u guys never knew, iya kola is my next
door neighbour, she is like a second mother to
me and she in turn treats me as her son*
i rushed back to the room and opened the door
for her.
Good morning ma, i greeted.
Iya kola: how are you daniel?
Me: am fine ma, i replied offering her a seat.
Iya kola: hope all is well, its been a while u
know.
Me: yes ma, i heard u travelled.
Iya kola: oh yes i did, i just got back yesterday. I
checked on you but you were not at home, the
surprising thing was that u didnt come back
home until this morning, what happened?
*ye mogbe, i don enter am today*
Me: dats true ma, i went to church, we were
having a program, we finished late and i couldn’t
make it on time which made me slept in the
church.
Iya kola: hope u remembered me in your prayers.
Me: of course ma, why won’t i.
*see as i just package lies dey distribute for her,
please God forgive me*
Iya kola: it shall be well with you
Me: Amen, i answered.
Iya kola: here are the gifts i bought for you on
my way coming, she said extending a polythene
bag towards me.
Me: thank u very much, am grateful ma, i said
collecting it from her.
Iya kola: you are welcome. I will be on my way
now, let me go and prepare food for my husband,
she said while standing up.
Me: okay ma, please extend my greetings to
him.
Iya kola: i will, be a good boy and remember to
read your bible always.
Me: yes ma, i replied.
After she left, i quickly emptied all the contents
of what was inside the polythene bag on the
floor.
Hmmmmmmmm, bananas, i said peeling one of
them and started eating it.
At least this is much more better than the burnt
noodles i ate recently.
After eating to my fill, i emptied the peel into the
dust bin and went into the bathroom to take my
bath.

Few minutes later after coming out of the
bathroom, i got dress up. Having nothing else to
do, i laid on the bed and took a nap, awaiting the
next day which was sunday.
Sunday finally came, i knew i had to prepare
for church so i swept my room and tidy up
everywhere as quickly as possible so as to
prevent any excuse that arises for going late.
After i was done with the cleaning, i went into
the bathroom to take my bath. I came out,
cleaned my body and checked the time.
I still had one hour left before church starts, i
quickly went to my wardrobe and brought out a
fancy T-shirt with with jeans, took out my
sneakers from under the bed and got dressed
up.
I stared at the mirror and what i saw made me
smile with satisfaction.
Actually my reason for going to church was not
to go and worship God, it was just to go and
show off with my new look.
*i sure say una sef dey do am, so no look me
say i be bad boy*
Dear Lord, please let this day turn out Good for
me, i said as i opened my door to leave the
house.
I stepped out of the compound and took a bike
to church which was not too far from my house.
*i for don trek go sef, but as this harmattan be,
e go change my white sneakers to colour brown
before i even reach church, so i no get choice*
On reaching my destination, i got down, paid the
bike man off and entered the church.
*Normally i no dey like to sidon for front row
because na the faces of people wey dey there
pastor dey always look, and since i no be regular
church goer, e no go good if pastor sight my
face*
I walked to the back row and took a seat and as
church was about to start, a lot of people started
rushing in.
That was when this particular girl came to the
row i was seating and occupied the space next
to me.
*ewooo this girl fine oh*
i don’t even think i have ever seen anyone as
beautiful as she was in my entire life.
Church started and i couldn’t even concentrate, i
was just busy thinking of how i will woo this girl
after church service.
I must get to know this girl, i won’t let her pass
me by, i said to myself.
They engage in immoral sexual activities, i heard
the pastor shout aloud.
I abandoned the thoughts and focused on what
the pastor was talking about.
Lo and behold, the topic was DATING.
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