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A NIGERIAN ROMANCE NOVEL
Coupled with the guilt of killing a friend in the university, John Salami returns back to Nigeria with the hope of having a fresh start. There he meets Bisola, the girl h...
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Bisola
"What do you want?"
The most hideous face I had ever seen in my life stared right back at me.
"You came faster than I had thought. Were you in that much of a hurry to see me?" John wiggled his eyebrows, wearing a sly smile on his face.
I sighed. What am I even doing here?
The little rain that fell earlier had already stopped pouring, and the sky had begun to clear up, the sun peaking through the vast white clouds. I stood at the front of a little restaurant owned by a young couple, trying to hold myself back from slapping this idiot that stood in front of me.
"What do you want?" I asked again, raising my voice.
"Chill fatty, let's go inside and sit down first, " he outstretched his hands gesturing to the restaurant door. I registered it and then walked passed him, shivering as the air conditioner of the restaurant met my skin for I was wearing only a cotton T-shirt with a Minnie-mouse print, jean shorts, and bathroom slippers. I look homeless, I know. There was a free seat in a corner close to the tall glass windows and I rushed to it.
John took a seat in the opposite chair seconds later.
"Are you angry?"
I sent him a hostile glare which answered his question.
He pouted. "Sorry,"
"What the hell was that message?" I burst "You made me run down from Sewa's house all the way here!" It didn't take long for me to realize the person that sent me that unknown message was John, and when I'd discovered that, I was about to block him off my phone until he sent me a message that left my heart racing.
James had an accident at Ayomide Street. Come now.
I didn't even tell Sewa the details as I sped out of her house quickly, my heart about to jump out of my chest. Only to arrive there minutes later to see this utter idiot in front of me.
God, I'm so tired.
"Well, I didn't have any other choice!" John defended "If I didn't put it that way, I knew you wouldn't want to see me,"
I let out a breath of exhaustion"Don't ever try that again. Ever,"
He made a salute "Yes ma'am!"
The hostess, a fair woman who was plump in size came to our table and requested our order.
"Water," I said. I wasn't hungry.
"How about you sir?" she asked, ogling at John as she stripped him naked with her eyes. I grimaced. What is she seeing in this fool?
"I'll have a cold drink," John replies and then smiles broadly, giving her a wink. I saw the hostess squirm and run off to go collect our order.
