She was soo beautiful, her skin fair and smooth and he assumed silky like Tonto Dikeh too.
Gosh!! She had a lovely profile.
He had heard and read of love at first sight but couldn’t believe it was happening to him, although he had never really seen her face which was always bent low as she sat on the bed with a pillow on her laps.
When would she lift her head to him so he could behold her face?? The completion of the beauty. Kai!!!
He had read that persistence is the Key to all things, so everytime he came into the Hotel room, he asked her, “What can I do for you my lady? How may I be of help? Do you want to talk to somebody? I am here for you”.
He kept repeating those words. He even took Ahmed and Missi’s Cleaning shifts just to make sure he was always the one to attend to her. And always her answer was, “Please if you are done, get out”.
But he kept asking and cleaning, counting the days to his next salary, maybe he could buy her a perfume or a teddy bear, or whatever his meager cleaner salary could afford.
Then on that faithful day, she answered lifitng her head, beautiful as he had always imagined and said..”Can you kill someone for me?” she asked, lifting a gun from under the pillow and handing it to him, “A shot right in the middle of the forehead would do…”.
Like a mute dog, he stood there almost eating the mopstick..
It’s like they always have the perfect timing, sometimes I wonder if these PHCN workers are witches: you know the way they almost always accurately guess when that tv program or movie is about to reach a climax?? And then Vaamm…… the light goes off.
I listened carefully but all I heard were shouts of joy and jubilation as people welcomed the new year. I looked out to the church tower – nothing. People put on their generators and the whole street was coming back to life with people blaring loud music, the churches were not left behind in the noise pollution.
I thought back to the last events and wondered if perhaps I fell asleep.. I was about to close the curtain when I saw it – ‘A man was unzipping his trousers to urinate in the gutter behind the bar; a black shape crept up behind him, gave him a push while merging with him and they fell into the gutter’.
At this point, I lost consciousness…..
Happy birthday Adaezenwa🎂🎁🎉🎊🎉🎊. Hope you finally publish a book this new year
I remember that day clearly; it was Dec 31st and everyone was preparing for the New Year’s Vigil Service except moi. Mom had been going on and on like a broken record: “Ada, this is the most important period for this incoming year. You need to be in Church praying down favours and blessings for the new year. And I am sure that when we leave, you aren’t going to stay up to pray by 12 midnight”.
“Ada, there are soo many evil spirits and we need to pray away all those spirits of confusion and all and pray in Longlasting Good Health and Riches for the new year.”
“Ada, don’t allow the devil to win” and bla bla bla.
But I was adamant, I was feeling sleepy and I wasn’t ready to spend 4 hours in church fighting off sleep. So I stayed behind.
I went to sleep but awoke an hour later about 11:20 pm and luckily there was light. I shuffled into the Sitting room and started surfing through channels. It seemed most programs were about people welcoming the New Year in different countries. The excitement was already irritating me, “for God’s sake, it’s like another Monday or the first day of another month, everyone should just calm down”.
Around 11:55pm, I moved to the windows already bored with the tv and started admiring the city lights. I was anticipating the fireworks and bangers by 12am. And that was when I noticed the unusual atmosphere.
It seemed there was an eerie silence enveloping the neighbourhood, there was this quiet wind blowing with the rustling of trees and debris on the street somehow apparent. I felt light breaths around me and I broke into goosebumps. And that was when the churchbells went off, there were 5 churches in my neighbourhood but only 3 had bells.
The bells went on and on, they usually stopped after a minute but 5mins later, they could still be heard. That was when I looked towards one church tower and saw shapes sliding down and mingling with the crowd, I could also make out a black shape pushing the bells.
Mon Dieu!! It was starting to look like these halloween scary movies
I pinched myself but it was real: the shapes remained. I followed their movements, some seemed to be merging with people while others just turned into human shapes. People were jubilating on the streets and I could hear the choruses getting louder in the churches. And the shapes were diffusing into homes before my eyes.
And then I heard a loud pitched scream from the next compound……..
That morning, she was awoken by her husband’s loud snores. She checked her nokia torch, the time was 5:07am. She looked over to the floor and heaved a sigh of relief; the kids were still asleep. She was wondering what she was going to do for their breakfast, there was a small wrap of akamu remaining, she could prepare it and beg mama Ogechi to give her some wraps of Okpa on credit. School was out of the equation today as they were sent out the previous day because of unpaid fees after a week of warning. This was already January 20th and she was yet to receive her december wages of N10,000. As the day broke, she hurried over to mama Ogechi’s kiosk to borrow breakfast, on her way back she could feel the eyes of the Landlord’s wife although she kept her face straight knowing they had arrears of rent.
He woke up that morning wondering when things were going to change for him. He had done all and even more than his mates; he served his master faithfully who settled him by giving him some money to start up his own business. Unfortunately, he wasn’t making any headway. He was among the first to open shop and the last to leave, he always smiles at customers not minding the fact that he was frustrated most times, he had even reduced the price of his wares so now he sells at almost zero profit, he goes for night vigil every friday night and fasts three times a week, yet it all seemed like o na-eti aka na tipper bu aja. Add the fact that last night he saw the girl he had propositioned severally and she had always rejected him in the front seat of a Toyota Venza after she told him that she just wasn’t ready for a relationship. He did his morning routine, starched and ironed his shirt, admired himself in the mirror and off to work he went.
The woman arrived at the compond that morning, she picked her broom, mop and bucket ready for work. But first, she went looking for the care-taker who told her that her december wage was still not complete as some tenants were yet to get their sanitation contributions that she should exercise a little more patience. She was wondering what to tell Mama Ogechi as she promised her to pay all outstanding debts that evening, the electricity bill was yet to be paid because of them and her husband needed to make the weekly remittance to the owner of the motorcycle he drives. She begged him that she needed the money to which he said he would try to get the remaining that evening when people returned from work. That afternoon, she sent her kids to play with Mama Buchi’s kids knowing fully well that they had to eat lunch and it would be wicked not to share with thier playmates.
That evening he was fed up. He didn’t sell a single good that day, his younger brother called to say that their parent’s roof caved in and to top it all, he saw the girl in the front seat of a highlander. He craved alcohol but he realized he had to choose between that or dinner. NEPA decided to be their normal self so there was no light and his room was stuffy, he was sweating like a christmas goat. He was handfanning himself when he heard the commotion just outside his door.
That evening, she was tired and very hungry, she raised the mattress and took swigs out the dry gin her husband always hid underneath. Then she decided that she was going to collect her money that night. She marched off with her kids to the compound and there started shouting at the occupants to pay her, no one paid her attention till she spied a lady who was coming out of her room. She ran and dragged her by her shirt and threatened to throw her over the railing if the occupants didnt pay her.
The man came out and asked her to release the woman which she refused. Her kids were crying “Mummy, bia ka anyi naa biko!!!” “Mummy rapuzie ya’ Then the man explained that her using violence wasn’t going to make people pay and that the police could be called in. At that point, her stomach rumbled reminding her that she was yet to have a proper meal that day. She released the lady and started insulting the man, called him all gutter names imaginable and even said his parents were cursed. The man lost it then and made to drag her out roughly, she gave him a rough slap and a fight ensued. The man beat her and pushed her towards the stairs at which point she rushed and broke a bottle on his head. Other occupants then rushed to separate them as the man was about beating her to death. Her kids were wailing at this point ‘Mummy!!! Mummy!!!!!
She was given N4000 that night and asked to come back the next day for her balance. The next day she came crying begging the man’s forgiveness as she didn’t even have the funds to pay for his medical treatment. Ironically, the man spent N4000 to suture the cut on his head at the chemist.
Hello everyone. Its been a long while. Adaezenwa sorry i took soo long