The beans was horrible. Adunni was a bad cook and she didn't know.My aunt was furious, angry, mad.
“lord, what have I done to deserve this?” she said to the ceiling, biting her lower lips.
“thats how this morning she prepared baby poo and she's telling me its ogi” tobi said laughing as he continuously tapped the remote to change the station.
I watched their reactions from the dinning room where I and my aunt sat.
“you’ll not shut up shey?” adunni said in frustration to her brother who was shaking his head.
“you're talking, you should be embarrassed ” aunt folashade yelled standing up with frustration.
Adunni bowed her head as she picked at her nails, embarrassed.
“take asake to your room, let her have her bathe and come downstairs ” my aunt spoke looking at me and not her daughter then walked away.
Adunni threw a pillow on her brother's head and ran to me. “ oya come let's go” she said dragging me and I dropped the spoon I was holding and followed her.
“welcome to lagos, asa” tobi yelled still looking at the TV. I smiled and murmured a thank you.
The house was a duplex and the upper part of the house consisted of four rooms. Tobi’s room, adunni’s room, my aunt and her husband's room and then a visitor's room.
I was probably sharing with adunni. We entered the pinkly decorated room and I was marveled. It was beautiful.
It was nothing like the small green room I and my brother slept in. The bed looked so soft and pink. the table, wardrobe and fan were the only brown things in the room.
She sat on the bed and pointed at a small door “that's the bathroom, oya go and bathe” she said smiling and reaching for her pink cased phone.
“everything is sha pink” I said reaching for my Ghana must go bag that tobi had brought in earlier.
“it's my daddy o, because they said pink is for girls he na thinks me too I like pink” she said rolling her eyes and I chuckled. I was bringing all my clothes out and trying to find a suitable night wear when she tapped me.
“goan wear this one Jere ” she said tossing s white extra baggy and long top to me.
I pulled the black pants I was wearing and the white shirt I had on and walked to the toilet door.
“see her big bumbum o” adunni laughed and I chuckled running inside the toilet quickly.
After my bath, I wore the white top she had given me and layed on the bed.
The lights were on and there was noise from the TV downstairs. Adunni was downstairs too.
The door creaked opened and my aunt walked in wearing a long flowery gown, her phone pressed to her ear.
“okay” she said over the phone then handed it to me.
“everytime I called you were asleep, nawa o” my dad's very bold voice rang over the voice.
“daddy” I yelled.
“ how are you?” he asked and I could hear my mum screaming for my brother in the background.
“woman!, stop screaming ” my dad yelled and I shook my head chuckling. My aunt looked at me and shook her head too as she was crushing a bone in her teeth.

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Fiksi RemajaA trip to lagos. The journey that will change her life forever. Asake a sixteen year old teenager finds more than just what she expects. She finds pain, want ,struggle, love and self discovery. ON HOLD!! This book is currently on hold and would go...