TheGirlWithNothingFiguredOut! :
I stopped keke, told him where I was going, and he muttered his response. It was a strange sort of language in a place where we only speak pidgin. And this man was not northern, which would have been understandable. So of course, I assumed I hadn't heard him right. It was in the middle of the road afterall, on a busy day.
So I shifted closer and brought my ear closer and said, "ehn?" He muttered the same strange language. This time louder.
I pulled back and frowned at him. He gave me a sheepish smile, that's when I noticed this suspicious ring on his finger. I looked at the back seat, there was one younger guy, trying his best not to look at me. The keke driver wasn't much younger than me too. Clean shaven, fresh skin, handsome.
And then he started smiling and saying, "wetyn I tell you. Wetyn you hear?" Trying to play it off.
Whatever his mission was, whatever he's trying to do, wherever he is at this moment, I pray he gets what he deserves. I pray whatever evil he has planned for unassuming hustlers and people befalls him.
Tueh!
2026-08-19 08:07:07