Dan our next door neighbour has been more of a room mate than
neighbour. He eats in our room and I've never stopped wondering how he
realises that we've finished cooking. The next thing you'll hear
is,"peace be unto this room and the cooking pot therein". It even got
to a point that when the girl friends ...
visit him(because there are a
lot of them) he will take our cooked food,drink and water from our
fridge for himself and the guest. I have been complaining to Stancy
about this butit seems she has sampled the guy's office so she was
always in support of his taking anything from our room. "Don't worry,I
will handle this my own way" I said to her.
Dan's girls often visit on saturday afternoons and this particular
saturday,he had a visitor as usual. And when I saw the lady entering
his room,I knew he would come over to take the fried rice we
cooked...so I decided to be nice. I increased the pepper in the rice
and turned them together. Then opened the fridge,brought out two
bottles of coke,mixed them with pepper and recocked it. I got a big
empty can of water,smearedit with pepper as well and filled it with
water;then placed it inthe freezer. Not long,he came in as
usual,holding his "cap" that he will use for action that afternoon.
"Peace be unto this room and to the cooking pot therein". For the
first time,I responded with a smile,"and also with you my brother in
the Lord,but that sweet sensation wey u dey hold for hand nawaooo". He
replied,"its all to the glory of heavens...abeg Stancy tell me say she
cook rice,bring small for me and my babe naw...add water and maybe
drink if una get". "Sure
then,just give me two minutes darling". He joyfully took the food and
drinks to his room. Twenty minutes after, I started hearing sweet
blues and I knew something was already up. After about an hour,I
believe they must've finished their communion service by then, I
started hearing "God oooo,my tongue oooo,chai...abeg water water
water. Ewoooooo,the waterif even worst than the rice,abeg give me the
coke oooo,chaiiiiiiiiii,even the coke is hell. This girl oooo". Before
he succeeded in knocking on our door, I'd left for evening service at
Queens Suite to meet my boo.
Congrats dear, sum pple re shameless wen it comes to begging. Ah ah.
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