AYOBAMI THE NIGGA - Season 1 - Episode 11

6 years ago

AYOBAMI THE NIGGA - Season 1 - Episode 11

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I packed back into my room with no problems. I arranged and did sanitation with joy in my heart. Una wan know the reason of the joy? Lolz. Will tell you on the way.

“Unh unh unh unh unh unh unh”, I hummed as I cleaned. My joy was beyond bounds. It is because I ******. (Will tell una later, jez chill).

“Welcome”, a distinct familiar voice said

“Thank you”, I replied without looking back or even trying to know who said it.

“How was your holiday? “, The voice continued asking

***I jez gat to look***

I turned and met Catherine.

“Mtchewwwwww”, I hissed
I turned, entered my room and closed the door.

I did my cleaning but with joy and hatred.

I jez couldn’t forget what she did.

Five hours later, that was evening already. I opened and met Catherine on the same spot.
I closed the door and asked, “Are you mad?”

“I’m sorry for all I did, please make me your friend even if you won’t date me”, She said

“First of all, a cultist will never be my friend. Second, I don’t befriend crazy people. Third, I will never forgive you”, I replied with anger blazing in ma eyes.

She turned and entered a room exactly opposite mine. I was about entering when another voice called me. I turned this time and met a guy. This guy lives in ma lodge and he proves strong.

“Wetin dey worry you? Why you dey talk to your lodge mate like that?”, He queried
**Lodge mate? **, S--T!

“Mtchewwwwww “, I turned to enter my room when a hand pulled me back and slapped me. From the look of it, it was the deed of a right hand.

I turned and met the same guy. He gave me another slap. OMG! He has gone beyond bounds. I punched him in his stomach making him bend. I kicked his face to return him to his position. He tried a punch but instead of dodging, I blocked and held the right hand. I opened his palm and broke his index and middle fingers.

“Aarrgghhhh”, no be sound of pleasure but of immense pain.

He knelt down but instead of stopping, I gave him a kick in the chest that sent him unconscious. I looked up and met Eunice and Catherine with their mouth ajar. A guy came to shout out me.

“Wetin dey worry you?”, He said

“If you no wan migrate to where your forefathers are, shut up!”, I replied with anger.

He kept cool and left

I later heard that the guy did bone surgery and restored his fingers but he sees me and hails in fear.

“Guy, no dey fear me. I just did that to tell you to mind your business “, I told him one day and since then it has been okay.

Yeah! “Ololufe, lover of my life…..”, my ringtone sang out. It was Joy.

That joy sprang up again.

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