√CHASING THE BAG√ [On Hold]

♣ Chapter Five ♣

Hola, Hamzat is going to be introduced here!!🌚😏

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The Following Day…

“Thank you so much Hamzat for coming to our rescue.”Ada sighed, giving the Inspector a side eye. It was a miracle Hamzat picked her call or else they'd have slept another night in the cell. Amina made sure the girls spent the night without bail and the mosquitoes didn't go easy on them.

“It's okay. Besides una be my gees naw, I gats help you.” He chided. Hamzat could be termed as your go to carpenter and the quiet guy in their compound. Calm, handsome, soft and understanding but no one knew about his background. He just packed in one day without much belongings.

In an instant, Mercy caught his eyes and ever since that day she's been on his radar. Unfortunately, Mercy turns him down every chance she gets but as the mumu that he is; he keeps chasing. Indeed, Mercy was good on the eyes. Starting from her skin that she invests so much on to her body that she flaunts, she knew she was beautiful.

To her, dating a carpenter would certainly spoil show for her. “Abi it's because of Mercy you came?” Bisi coughed. Mercy bursted out laughing like a hyena that Bisi had to check if she was well. “Abegi leave me jare, make we dey go.” Mercy hissed while hailing a bike. Typical Mercy, always finding it hard to be grateful.

“I'm sorry about that, you know how Mercy can be. Don't be fooled by how she reacted, she's grateful.” Ada begged. To her, Mercy was acting like a child. She wished she was in her shoes, dating a guy like Hamzat would mean her hitting the jackpot. “It's okay, I totally understand.” He muttered.

Back At The House…
“Mercy, you need to stop treating that guy badly. Ahn ahn, what is it naw. Na crime wey pesin like you?” Ada scolded, pulling off her sandals. The sandals sef had tried, the sole had gone out repeatedly and she kept on sewing it. “Aunty abeg abeg, hold your peace. No start this morning oo.” Mercy scoffed going into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Bisi didn't even bother to meddle, it was a normal routine; Ada and Mercy were always fond of getting into arguments which usually ended with one of them getting a slap. As usual, she went to the fridge to get herself a bottle of coke to see her through the drama that was about to unfold.

“Or else, what? What can you do? The only thing you can do is to make mouth.” Ada threw back at her, coming to stand at the bathroom door. It was clear that Ada wanted a fight but Mercy was too tired to give into her trap and it was pissing Ada off. “Look at who's talking. How many times I don slap you wey you fall for ground?” Mercy snorted.

Bisi couldn't hold it any longer; the previous fights replayed in her head. Truth be told, Ada didn't have stamina. Ada fumed at her statement, she hated how they tagged her as the weakling. “Oya oya, e don do. I don laugh tire.” Bisi cackled, wiping the tears off her eyes. Ada wasn't having any of that.

It took a lot of courage from her but she raised her hands and gave Mercy a resounding slap. Omo! The thing sef shock me. Bisi looked dumbfounded; who dash Ada mind? “Ada! You get mind slap me?” Mercy whispered shockingly. Ada wasn't backing down, the deed had been done. “Yes and what are you going to do about it?” She retorted.

“You little-” A knock on the door put a pause to whatever profanities were about to escape her mouth. She had completely forgotten that she was brushing, leaving her toothbrush in the bathroom. “I'll be back.” She promised, raising her fingers. This time around, she was going to give Ada the beating of her life.

Opening the door, she was surprised to see her mother standing at the other side. “Mama what are you doing here? I thought you traveled?” She stammered. “Mercy, we need to talk.” Her mom replied. “About what Mama?”

“The bag.”

Q O T D

Duhn, duhn, duhn
Mercy's mom don land😂
I wonder how many people knew about this bag🤔
Who enjoyed the fight?
I did!!😂

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