[STORY] MY WHATSAPP VISITOR (Episode 19)

Episode 19.

Fat madam: oga, I nofit give you that kind money, I no go even gree pay for two seats.

Conductor: see na four people dey stay for back there, if you no wan pay for two. Madam come down, I nodey smile as we dey talk oh.

Fat madam: You go reduce money.

The place is very tight as my brother’s body was very close to mine, we were gummed together by the woman’s weight. I come dey even pity myself the way them compress us like bread with egg.

The conductor angrily opened the door and asked the woman to come down if she no wan fight, after so much cursing the woman came down and a fine girl entered, she was pretty with neatly braided hair and s£xy eyelashes.

With two ample exposed cleavage, she was busy on her phone chatting, I was looking for away to get her attention.

I brought out my phone and logged in my facebook.

Me: oohh! This India people don send their mumu friends request again, later na them go kill person with video call.

She looked at me and smiled melting my heart, another girl wey be no go area entered beside her.

And our body was touching each other, the conductor started taking money.

Me: facebook boring these days oh, can I add you so that you can make it lively for me.

Girl: *she smile* add more friends.

Me: pretty girls are always like this.

Girl: what do you mean?

Me: seriously, I just got a paying job of 200k, and I will start working this Month.

I am seriously looking for someone to spend it with.

Girl: *laughing* is a lie.

Me: na so people dey miss their opportunity, if you talk say na lie. I no go force you.

I kept quiet and focused on my phone ignoring her pretentious attention on me, the driver started the car and he drove directly to Port-Harcourt.

Girl: am Chisom, w€tin be your name?

Me: Victor, no wonder you fine die.

Chisom: *laughing* how na?

Me: your name na, Chisom you too fine. I swear, come to think of it, while your lips so pink.

Chisom: thanks, na God oh *lipstick joor*

Me: can I get your number, so that I go take you out when you are free.

Chisom: 07033321644 *na my number no call oh, go toast gal collect number, onushi*

I added her on whatsapp and sent her message immediately.

Me: am in love. *I type and send*

She looked at me and smile.

Chisom: hmm.. With who? *she replied*

Me: my heartbeat in the car *I type and send*

Chisom: hmmm… Heartbeat in car? *she replied*

Chat continued like that till we got to our bus stop at Choba, she hugged me before we took a bus to Pepperoni.

We paid 250naira instead of 100naira, Nigerians are very wicked like their leaders.

Fuel no increase oh, t fare come harsh.

We came down at pepperoni and took keke from there to St. John’s, we cross the road to Rumoulumeni, as we were wrestling with our luggage.

Voice1: village! Village!!

Voice2: Nkpor! Nkpor!!

Our sister already told us were her house is, is called Nkpor. We dragged our bags pass the keke man shouting village.

Keke man1: where ona dey go?

Keke man2: where ona wan go?

Me: we nodey go village, we wan go Nkpor.

Keke man1: Nkpor na still village, enter enter, na only two chances remain.

The two of them started dragging us, I just dropped my load for ground while my brother hold on to his own, I don even tire to even carry my own sef. I need house boys to do am, the first keke man that asked us were we wanted to go won, took all my bags inside his keke and we hopped in.

He started his keke and moved to the Village, we were jumping up and down inside the keke, I was holding on to the keke before I will jumped out of it. I didn’t miss the chances of looking at all those girls walking around the road side, the area babes get legit bumbum.
They are wonderfully made behind and I must confess am in love with all the girls I saw, nodey look me like that amu still a virgin.

We got to a junction and we came down from the keke with our bags, I brought out my phone and I saw missed call from my older brother Happy.
I was about dialing hid number when I saw him standing across the road side.

We crossed over and met him, he helped us with the loads. On our way to our rented apartment, I met Favour one of my female friend like that.

Favour: Victor, how far na? you dey live for this side.

Me: no, I just dey come now.

Favour: I dey live for this area oh, we go see later.

Me: *one new p*ssy* I go call you.

The thing be say she no get big yansh but she must be sweet in the middle, we carried it to our rented two bedrooms flat in that area.
Immediately we dropped our bags, my brother started laughing.

Me: why you dey laugh?

Victory: when you start to work wey them dey pay 200k?

Me: see question, no fine gal dey reason fine face oh. Na fine pocket them dey reason, on top city babes wey their eyes don tear.

Victory: that babe go finish you, she go know say na lie you dey talk.

Me: before she go know, I don already f*ck am well well. I get plan, you know where company dey this side?

Victory: go ask brother Happy.

I left the room and met my brother who was busy in the kitchen, he was preparing sharp sharp soup.
His hands was over the soup pot slicing onions.

Me: brother, where company dey for this area?

Happy: that road ona stop, if you go straight you go see am.

I returned and told my brother about it, both of us left in search of the company. The street roads were better than the main road, I come dey wonder if them no well… Tarred streets roads while main roads na tarred pot holes, I look at one compound opposite our own gate.
I saw one big ass shaking underneath bumshort, she short come get big yansh come ripe, she must be a senior girl.

To Be Continued….. . . .