A Story written by Abdullahi
“We have been too modest for our status. As upwardly mobile
young lawyers in Nigeria, we should look like the trendy oines.
So, I have decided that we should spend some twelve million
naira on two brand new Toyota Prado jeeps for our official and
personal use. See Nojim Maiyegun in the bank on Monday.”
For some minutes, Sule’s words overwhelmed Tunde, and then
he recovers his composure and hugs Sule happily.
“Oh, God! This is a testimony that will gladden the hearts of the
congregation on Sunday. This is good news!” Tunde exclaims
“Sir,” says a young woman in a brown trouser suit and black
shoes as she comes into the office.
“Yes, Abigail,” Tunde replies.
“We have some visitors.”
“Official or private?” Sule asks.
“Mama John and Jelili from Stadium,” Abigail replies.
Sule’s face brightens in excitement.
“Your homies again. Have they come for their weekend
allowance?” Tunde says and chuckles amusingly.
“Tunde! Don’t make fun of my people oh,” says Sule with a grin.
“Tell them to come in,” he adds.
Abigail leaves and returns ushering in the old woman, Hadiyat
and her child and the tout called Jelili.
The appearance of the white looking young lady and a white
looking child surprises Sule and Tunde. Abigail never mentioned
them! They welcome them with apprehension.
“Ah! Mama John and Jelili, welcome,” Sule greets them in
“Oga Lawyer Sule! Good fortune oh!” Mama John exclaims
excitedly with wide smiles.
“Oga Sule, we brought your wife oh!” Jelili announces and the
old woman nudges him with her left elbow for being too anxious
to break the news to Sule.
“Jelili! You talk too much,” she says rebukingly.
Sule and Tunde are still trying to comprehend the relationship
between Mama John and Jelili and the white looking young
woman and female child.
Hadiyat is able to recognize Sule without much scrutiny and she
is impressed by what she is seeing. The unique transformation
of a motor park tout into an upwardly mobile young attorney
within the space of only seven years! This is a classic true-life
story to report to her editors in Paris. And Sule is handsome
too! Gosh. She blushes.
“Sule? So, you cannot recognize Hadiyat again?” Mama John
Sule is caught off-balance by the sudden revelation. This is
“breaking news”. Tunde simply watches the unfolding drama.
Yes. Of course, he has heard so much of the romantic
escapades of Sule as a roving tout at the Stadium bus stop. And
the Arab girl-beggar he impregnated under the flyover.
To Be Continued…