I just replied with a hint of exhaustion in my voice — the exhaustion of a man who had been working hard all morning, even though the only thing I had worked hard at was avoiding Inemesit’s hips.
“Hmmm, nothing really. I just wanted to know if you would get to Oshodi axis so you could pick up something for me at God Is Good Park.”
I lied. I just needed to piss her off.
It would also help me know what time she was coming home, because she would prefer to stay at the office even beyond 5 P.M. rather than go on such errands for me. That was my strategy. Annoy her into telling me her exact schedule. Genius, if I say so myself.
And she bought the lie.
“Please oo, I’ll be coming home straight from the office. Abeg, don’t stress me. Not after a day-long stress at work. In fact, I’ll be busy until 5 P.M. So expect me from 6.”
I was typically overjoyed.
The coast is clear!
Now it was time for some action.
Where is that girl self? Inemesit! — that was in my mind. I no call am out oo. Who borrow me liver? The same liver that had been trembling just minutes ago was now standing at attention like a soldier reporting for duty.
I knew she was in her room. I could hear the faint sound of her humming — that same Akwa Ibom gospel song — drifting from behind her door like a siren’s call.
I then summoned all the courage in me and boldly walked to her room door.
But as soon as I placed my hand on the door knob, every ounce of courage in me disappeared.
Vanished. Like smoke in the wind.
🔥💖”OGA I WAN KNACK”💖 – EPISODE THREE: BODY NO BE FIREWOOD 💖🔥
