chapter eight

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   She seized my phone for almost two months and that doesn't work because we met at school, so she decided to change my school which I don't think will work either, since she returned my phone and about faruq,he was totally out of my league, not as tall as prabas,not as muscler as tiger and not as handsome as Bradley Cooper, he was just a black accounting student in University of Lagos who is eight years older than I am.
      The only thing taking into account is the age,  I can't date my age mate that will be a major blow to my ego and image.
      Aunt was dressed in a ruddy straight gown with a nude makeup applied on her face,she got a shape on her like a roller coaster,her hips is also tappared down to long which people refers as one we inherited from our late mother,who died when I was only ten and all I could remember of her was that she had been very beautiful and very gently.

     My father was  very conserv-
ative,if anything wasn't exactly right ,he got angry and no one wanted that,my mom always said that my father has a stressful job, he easily got annoyed if we did anything wrong,if you heard of that saying "children should be seen not heard"; well my father took that to another extreme. instead,he liked
"Children shouldn't be seen or heard"at 6:00pm thrice a week he would come home, we eat dinner
straight away and then aunt and I would be send to our bedroom, where we played quietly,and went to bed exactly 80:30pm.

    My mom always got this look on her face whenever he was around, like fear and worry, just
because of a man who's  second wife became the matriarch.
for a long time it had been diffi-
cult to decide if he had disappea-
red to maman ummi(my step mom) because mom always looked  stiffed or she became stiffed because he was always gone and harassed her when they are near each other.these were aunt's words whenever I asked about mum and Abba(father).
Bolt from the blue i heard Amy shrieking Daddy oyoyo! it alerted me that uncle was back.he is a hectic business man that travels very often especially to Lagos and aunt refused to follow him due her professions as a leaturer and makeup artist. I walked to his room to welcome him.
    He was sitting on a sofa one leg folded over the other,his arms casually slung over the sofa.
     I scurried and sat on the floor."uncle ina yini"
"Lfy Lau amaryar faruq"
   "Bye since you couldn't resist teasing me"I said as I stood up.he is the kind of guy that love teasing people and loved making jokes at expense of someone else.
"Dawo ki zauna and tell me about your new school"
Before I could sat down aunt interrupted "talkative, the only thing you can do with out any complain is talking,joh take Amy and disappear I need space"she wore her usual warm smile.i clutched Amy's hand and scuttled out.

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