Securing The Bag (The Lagos Hustle)

Family First

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KANAKU

I had a warm feeling I suspected was happiness as I watched Barakat explore the china and other items I had brought home. She gave a happy squeal with each item she pulled from the sack. When she was done, I took her and Ruky for a drive to a popular Amala joint down the junction. I even let Sukirat tag along. Barakat had concluded the car was mine and I didn't bother to correct her. She was pregnant with my child and I was going to give her whatever made her happy and fake the things I couldn't give.

After the meal, we drove around for an hour and I bought her a big bowl of cold stone ice cream for the first time ever. She seemed to fall in love with me all over again, and by the time we got home, her hormones decided it was horny hour and she drove her sister away and set Ruki's favorite cartoon collection on the DVD. Once we were alone in the room she attacked me, kissing me passionately and ripping my singlet into two parts.

Barakat was beautiful, everything about her was natural, from the short tribal marks on both cheeks which to me only added more character to her beauty, to her dark shapely eyebrows which never needed a pencil brush. She was also naturally busty and I easily got turned on by just fondling her breasts. I had never ever failed to get an erection with her before, not once in our 5 years together. Even when she had been heavily pregnant with Ruki, the sight of her naked body still got me instantly hard, even though the arousal was sometimes inspired by the urgent need to fuck her to sleep so I could have a little peace.

Barakat was so happy and excited that she didn't notice at first. "Oh Kanayo, I wish I could move like how I really wanted, I would have given you that style you like so much" She planted sloppy kisses all over my face, and grabbed my member which remained flaccid and had even shrunk smaller if possible.

"ah...ah...what's happening?" her eyes flew open and she looked down in disbelief

I didn't know. I was trying my best, sending commands to the little soldier to stand at attention, but it had a mind of its own to remain at ease.

Of course, Barakat started sobbing immediately, "you don't want me again? I knew it....Suki said there's someone else....oh K, how could you...."

"You need to stop listening to that your sister, I keep telling you she wants your relationship to be as bad as her own...I went to hustle yesterday and you saw the results for yourself which one you dey talk again?"

"so wetting con be the problem? am I....am I...uuuggllyyyyy?"

"of course not.....see, the truth is I'm not in the mood, yesterday was too stressful...I think I need a little rest, you know my eyes are single for only you Barakat..."

The truth was I wanted badly to be in the mood but I just couldn't. There was a kind of weight that hung over me like a dark cloud. It was easier to dismiss it and focus on my family's happy smiles and giving Barakat and Ruki a nice time, but in the privacy of the bedroom, My heart just seemed unable to pump enough blood to my manhood without the thought of the bloodied corpse assaulting my mind and cooling off any heat I managed to generate.

Barakat wore her gown and stormed out of the room, I went after her, trying to make her understand but the minute she called her sister and asked her to come over again, I knew I wouldn't spend the night, not when they were going to be talking about my little incident. I already knew the kind of rubbish reasons Suki would provide, the evil witch would be like 'so you chased me away from your house earlier because of ordinary rubber prick?'

Shit, I wasn't vain about my member but like any man, I couldn't stand any diss to the little fellow. My apartment was small and voices carried and I wasn't sure I had it in me to look the other way if Suki made fun of my predicament.

So instead, I went to shower, wishing I could wash my brain with iron sponge till the bloody image of the body was wiped out completely.

Suki was in the parlor playing with Ruki by the time I was done. She had a mischievous smile she only tried a little to hide and it irritated the hell out of me.

"Where's Barakat?" I asked

"She went to buy some cucumbers..." There was a twinkle in her eyes that challenged me to ask what for, and I fought back my anger by turning to my daughter and throwing Ruki high in the air, and catching her till she giggled in delight.

"Daddy has to go to work okay?" I tickled Ruki a little, unashamedly absorbing the pure innocent energy children unspoiled by the cruel world often radiated. My mood was a lot better and I spared Suki a glance at the door, "tell Barakat I'm off to hustle. I'll get her more ice cream tomorrow"

I left the house by 5:30pm and as I drove to Fuoyo's apartment, I couldn't help thinking of my new friends and the tricky situation we had found ourselves in. I wondered how they were faring, Fuoyo hadn't called me yet and I kept thinking of what he had said last night, about going after the bag. It was a crazy and dangerous thought but I couldn't help thinking of the possibility....it would be the main score. It was a mission impossible no doubt, but if we could pull it off, it would have to be the score of scores...one of the biggest heists in history. Jackson had given me so many missed calls, I guessed the ignored calls were the main source of Barakat's insecurities. 

I sent him a text before I drove off, updating him that Fuoyo had run away to the North and I needed some more money to track him to Nassarawa State. It felt natural to mention Nassarawa after all Mr. D had almost convinced us to travel there just last night. Jackson replied me immediately, with a couple of 'shit men!' and fuck shit!' before promising to send me extra 50k the following morning to cover my travel expenses.

Money always brightened my mood and I sent him another message assuring him Fuoyo was a dead man. I knew the mugu would like that.