I was startled by the loud knock at the door and
inwardly I cursed. I had been sleeping for so long and while the long
conversation I had with Janet yesterday, unfurled in my dream, I winced at the realization
that we had let Oga Fredo out of our lives for good.
at me in question.
wahala I dey so…” Janet supplied.
abi? No be u join hand chase am comot?”
join hand pursue am?” Janet accused.
Fredo packing from the house. He had begged us to let him stay but we refused,
with the help of the neighbours we sent him packing.
go soon waka…” Janet lamented.
Janet said to herself. “All the respect u dey collect don end ooo…all
dis small small boys go dey size u now ooo.”
me land hia…”
tire me abeg. na so so hustle till pesin kpai.”
wetin God don plan for am. Abeg nor use ya hand clean ya blessing comot. Lagos
na fine place.”
lie…life sweet for hia but na for dose people wey dey touch de money. Me, I
nor did suffer anyhow. I wan go marry for village…at least I fit see pesin
wey go marry me.” Janet said in a resigned voice.
wife?” I ask recalling the tales she had told me about her traditional
marriage with Oga Fredo.
all along and I had fallen for it.
for kee you for hia if to say I don chop. See as you bin dey tell me tori of ya
traditional wedding for village. You go village at all?”
Fredo tell we neighbours sake of say we nor get money to do party for dem. And
sake of say na fake marriage, I nor fit spend my money put for am.”
reach here nko…or dat one na truth?”
dis yard…I nor fit face de kain humiliation wey we neighbours go give me. I
don tell Mama Ismail make she carry my bed. She Don pay me three thousand for
am. And I don even sell my pot them…so na shikeere property remain. If u wan
stay…dt one mean say, u go pay house rent because for me ehn, I don reach
village as you dey see me so.” Janet said.
a huge bag which she with so much effort placed gingerly on her head. Turning
to face me and ignoring the shocked look on my face she said.
village make hardship kee you for dia, na dat time u go see me land with my Jet
for front of ya papa compound.”
Shebi na only one year u don spend…u never see nothing yet. Goodbye.”
Janet said to me and left the room.
concerned, I didn’t need her anymore. Her giving up on Lagos was a huge
the door, no thanks to mama Ismail who hadn’t wasted any time in taking the
mattress, I yawned and complained bitterly.
ya papa get am.” I spat.
said to me.
fowl don wake. Anyway, I nor come hia to yarn small talk…ya rent don expire
and failure to pay before nine o clock for night…dat one go attract Kick