It was one of those days that sleep was more enticing because of
the gentle wind in the early hours of the morning. Thankfully also, it was one
of those days I could afford to give in to the temptation. I eventually crawled
out of bed by 10.30a.m. I had plans for the day which included thinking of a
way to baffle Tunde unexpectedly; we had a bet the previous night and I was
determined to win. The thought of my victory made me smile. I was already
behind schedule; but as they say better late than never. At about 11.45a.m., I was
ready to hit the road. I headed towards where I could get a cab when I noticed
I had forgotten my purse at home. On my way back, a young man of say about 18
years of age walked towards me. I kept a straight face and acted like I didn’t
notice; with a mind that he was one of those precocious children of nowadays,
who couldn’t differentiate between their mates and those who were actually
older but looked younger than their age. I fell under the category of the
latter.
“Hello” he called, once, twice, I didn’t answer.
“Aunty please wait”. Alright it wasn’t what I
presumed, so I stopped.
“Can I help you?” I asked.
“Yes, please my uncle in that black jeep over there wants to speak
with you”
“So I wasn’t absolutely wrong!” I mumbled under my breath.
“Does he use a wheel chair?”
“No”
“Then tell your uncle that if he wants to talk to me, he should get
down from the car-no-tell him I don’t want to speak with him, I don’t even have
time to waste”
He walked away. Even though I am 29 and I want to get married soon
I would not condense for any arrogant and bigheaded brute, besides I am in a
serious relationship. I kept walking towards home then again I was accosted by
two mean looking hefty men.
“Can I help you” I asked as I kept a moderate face and made sure I
did not in any way appear intimidated even though I was.
“My boss wants to have a word with you” the uglier of them said.
Passers-by took a fearful glance at these guys and speedily walked
past. I wondered who would help me if I got into real trouble or were they
kidnappers? I thought.
“The same person the other guy…?”
“Yes”
“Who is your boss?”
“When you get there, you’ll find out”
Even though I might have eventually given in, I had no intention of
doing so easily. With my confidence getting to its limit, I still blatantly
refused.
“Madam we don’t have much time” the finer though ugly one said
almost pleadingly.
We had spent about 10 minutes debating. I thought they were not as
mean as I anticipated because to an extent, they had been reasonable and a bit
nice but before I realized what was happening, I was on his shoulders-the finer
one.
“Drop me down” I screamed.
To think I woke up feeling like the day was going to turn out good.
I remembered I didn’t pray well that morning and immediately began to speak in
tongues. I started hitting his back with my hands. Was my earlier assumption of
them being kidnappers correct? If they were then they didn’t do their home work
because I wasn’t that rich. People around had already started taking their
heels. Surprisingly, he changed my position and carried me like a baby then
again instead of taking me towards the direction of the car, he walked a
certain distance and came back, and he spun me around.
“What are you doing?” I said, this time smiling a bit, not because
I wanted to but because I always enjoyed being carried that way and for a
moment I forgot it was being done by a total and rather suspicious stranger.
“Now let’s meet the boss” he said.
He took me into the car.
“Baby I missed you; I know you love being spun that way”
The voice sounded familiar, he looked familiar, and all of a sudden
the car also appeared familiar. The boss was -no- is my love, Tunde.
I had been tricked.
I smiled and frowned at the same time.
“That was a big risk you took there” I said.
“I love you too” was the only thing he could utter. He couldn’t
stop laughing.
At least I was
convinced about one thing: Tunde had read me like a book and yes, he won the
bet.
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The story is fiction o. Hope you
enjoyed it anyway. But seriously if you found yourself in that situation what
will you do? Me, I would have used my taekwondo skills on those guys...
and live to tell the story…hehehehe
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