Must Read: Me And My Guys (18+)

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Must Read: Me And My Guys (18+)

oga haba na? I think say you get wifehaba” i said. Oga fumed.
“wetin i talk? Ehhh you go comot for my
house today”
“oga you go refund my money na, short
and simple” i said.
“e dey craze” oga said bouncing on one
leg.

“kk see wetin we go do here, na u get
chioma na me get happiness”
“who be happiness ” he asked.
“haba no be your daughter again?” i said and he ran inside his house furiously.

I didnt need the pope to tell me to race
for my life. Very obvious he went for his
doubled edge sharpened cutlass.
—
Back in my room, i reminsce about the
happenings of the day. I took my atm
and went down the street to withdrew
50k. I had plans with the money.

The was no how i was going to sit back and
relax when my lappy, that contained
almost all my document was stolen.
I planned making adamu my friend lol,
then ill manipulate him to get inem’s
nimber. I prayed it should work because
i knew adamu so much hate me.

Time 05:34pm. I took a taxi to mrs
sandra’s estate. My main aim was to
meet adamu. As i got nearer my heart
beat increased. I silently prayed that her
hubby shouldnt see me.

I reached the gate and knocked gently.
“who be that wey one break my gate” a
hoarse voice which belonged to adamu
said.

Gently knock wey i knock don turn
bang?
“broz na me lower your voice na” i said
in whisper.
“na you who…” his ughy face emerged
from the opening between the gate.

He was surprise. I expected him to be
voilent but he appeared calm.
“wetin i want”
“broz no vex say i disturb you… I…
Bin…” i started stammering.
“na madame call you? Make i tell am
say you dey here” he said.
“no….. sir… Sir i dont…want her to
know..” i stammered.

How will i bring myself to ask for the girl number. His girlfriend? Ahhhh! I wan dig my grave?
I had to thread carefully.
“no vex na…i wan make we talk…” he
looked at me intently as if he didnt
believe me atall. I expected it sha..

Because e no get how e no go suspect
say something happen.
“i wan wetin…. I dey mad?” he said.
“no sir…just wan talk with you sir…” like
play like play adamu don become “sir”.

Lol. He opened the gate and motioned
me to come inside.

That was what i feard. Mrs sandre or her
hubby could see me.
“ahhhh broz…. I no wan make madame
see me abeg..” his eyes bulged up.

I swear he was more ugly than a frog.
“i wan kill me? I dey suspect you diz
poi.. I pe boko haram?” he asked
asccessing me with those large eyes.

I almost laughed. See abokl calling me
boko.
“no god gorbid..i no be boko o…i wan
make we be friends…” he grinned.
“make i come” he closed the opening
and came out of the gate minutes later
with his ancestral matchet. I shivered in
fear.

I would have ran but i wanted to
prove to him that i was harmless.
He walked over and raised the matchet up.
“hand hop!” he ordered. I understood
what he was doung and smiled.

He was checking if i was with bombs…..
He checked me, ransacking my pockets.

He removed my wallet and opened, fresh
cash welcomed him, 4k was in.
he smiled at me.
“broz make we go drink na…i go give
you money…i wan be friends..infact take
all the money ” i said and lowered my
hands.
He grinned.