My Life In Ozoro Polytechnic - Season 2 - Episode 28

6 years ago

My Life In Ozoro Polytechnic - Season 2 - Episode 28

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I was so bittered and angered after hearing Officer ken evil plot towards Rukky.

Although there are two things involved, its either they successfully take the hard drug (cocaine) to Dubai or been caught in the airport.

The latter is what I don’t want, because Rukky was the one carrying the drug (cocaine) unknowingly, and if there should be any mistake, Officer Ken will deny her.

The whole thing kept my brain loaded with some impossible taught, and my heart pounding heavily just like a pestle hitting pounded yam on a mortal.

I was in my room thinking for hours, but no possible solution could evolved off my skull.

I became dizzy as a result of my hypothalamus being over stressed.

Upon the fact that I had slight headache, I still did not gave up.

The day had already gone, as I checked my wrist watch which was telling 8:59PM.

After this night I got only tomorrow Friday to save the situation, I told myself convincingly.

Just to nullify the concept which says ‘An idle mind is the devils workshop’ I decided to get myself active more again. So active that the highest element on the chemical activity series, can’t be compare with my reactiveness…

I stood up from my laying position, reach for my phone and dialled Rukky’s number once more.

After more than 6 times of dialling it, the network server still kept on telling me “The number you are trying to call is not available at the moment please try again later”, What an annoying speech from a sweet feminine voice. At this moment i felt like smashing my phone.

Imagine how silly I am, Just because I must save Rukky from the mess Officer Ken is about putting her, I kept on trying again later (Just as instructed by the automated voice) as if it will connect, but behold it never connected. Same statement was what I kept on hearing as soon as I clicked on the green button.

After about 30mins of scrutinized thinking, I decided to send a well composed message to the number and hope she received it.

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Its 11:15PM, yet I couldn’t close my eyes.
I left my room and went to the sitting room where my mum was watching a particular comedy movie she don’t get tired of watching.

She was busy laughing at the top of her voice, especially when Okon and Ukwa were doing what they knows how to do best.

But still, nothing seems funny to me apart from the present state I am.

My mums laughter became something else and unbearable, it was just as if she was laughing at me for not looking for a possible way out.

I angrily reach for the exit door with the intention of going outside, to see if the moon and the stars will help me out;

MUM: Eli, where are you going to, at this ungodly hour?

ME: I am going out to ease myself, and receive fresh air

MUM: My son I don’t want to hear stories like ‘my yam nor done’ or ‘assuming I know’. Please go to your room and receive fresh air, if the ceiling fan is not producing a fairer air that will satisfy you then put on the AC (Air Condition)

ME: Mummy, you know I am not a baby na! Nothing will happen to me

MUM: I know you are not a baby, but I am a baby that is why I’m begging you not to go out. Please eh, Its almost 11:30 and those hoodlum’s will soon start moving in the dark seeking for clients to attack

ME: Okay ma

MUM: Thank you, and make sure you lock the door well oo

Not being satisfied, I locked the door angrily and went back to my room.

My mum was just staring at me knowing fully well that I am troubled.

Reaching my room, I quickly remembered that Jerry was in the same department with Rukky, and stays in the same hostel with her.

Definitely, Jerry must know one or two friends that she was closed to, and must have informed about her wedding.

I dialled Jerry’s number as fast as I could.
After about three attempts, he picked up with his voice telling how far he must have gone with his sleep.
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