Well, not only was she proud and arrogant, but she was also very dumb. Like she prefers to be called Shasha rather than Samira because she found it more sexy 'What a stupid girl'
We reached a very large room that looked like an office. She pointed at the chair infront of the table and asked me to sit down while she calls for her mother.
It didn't take more than 15 minutes before i heard footsteps behind me.
The woman got in and she looked rather pleased to see me.
" Oh good morning, you came earlier than expected my dear" she said as she took her seat.
I was now facing her and looking closer, she looked very beautiful.
" Yes i thought it will be wiser to come earlier"
" Ok that's good. Do you have any experience with mad people" she asked.
" No madam but I'm known for my extreme patience with patients and i believe i can do great in the job" i said proudly.
"Hmm...ok follow me"
She stood up and went out and i followed her. We passed the main house and entered a small room that was found behind the house.
It must be where the mad guy was staying from the shape of the room. It was very scattered and dirty.
" Where is he?" I asked
" Surely hiding somewhere, he loves that"
Just then i saw a silhouette appear from behind a table. I couldn't see the face because it was dark but i knew it must be the mad man.
The man suddenly jumped on his mother and started dragging her hair because she was not wearing hijab.
I screamed for help while trying to release his grip from her hair.
He then left her hair and bite her on the hand.
"Omo was this whom I was to deal with. Ewoo am finish" 😥
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Abacu The Mad Man
Non-FictionNajma is a young lady in her late 20's that just graduated from her medical school. She is in deep thoughts on how to get a job and assist her family financially, but finding a job was way more difficult for her than obtaining her certificate. On...
