A story written by STANLEY UMEZULIKE (PHONE: +2347060745771)
“Lovely name,” I said.
“Thanks.” She smiled as she opened her lips slightly. I swear she has open teeth.
“What brought a beauty like you to our country?” I asked.
Suddenly she looked down. I noticed sadness in her eyes. It was quickly replaced with a smile.
“Work.” That was all she said.
Then there was silence. Chai. I hate this kind of situation. I call it hostage situation because I am holding my voice hostage. Before I could speak again, she said, “The Company I’m working with, a telecommunication company, we came here for a conference.”
“Where do you work?” she asked. I was taken aback by the question,
“I work with a consulting firm.”
Then we relaxed and started small talk. After ten minutes, she excused herself and I returned to where my friends were staying, waiting for me.
“Spill it out boy,” said Moses. The guy is so annoying.
“She gave me her number.We set up a date tomorrow evening at KFC.” I said with a huge grin on my face.
“KFC? You mean you want to take the girl to a football club?” asked Timothy. He was definitely confused.
“Jeez. Guy,are you dumb? You don’t know KFC?” Moses asked as he cast a puzzled look at Timothy.
“It’s a restaurant, Kentucky Fried Chicken. That’s the full name.” I said. I guess I just saved the day.
“Which one in particular Chris,” asked Moses.
“Actually, she is staying at Paradise Towers. So we agreed on the one in Banana Island.”
“Banana Island!” Both of exclaimed.
“This girl will chop you mugu,” said Moses. Annoying. He just wanted to make a fun of me. So let me jerk him up a bit. “I don’t care. Right now, I need a girl who knows how to chop money.” I said. He was quiet.
We went to a nearby cafeteria and bought some cheese burgers. We promised to communicate and meet again soon. We dispersed. I can’t wait to see Samantha again.
To Be Continued…