Raymond Our Husband

Chapter 2

“Please Sir it was my mum who was calling it must’ve been important.” He looks at me and smiles, I
look away.
“You are calling me Sir again gogo why? I see not following instructions is your thing.
Geez!! What the heck is wrong with this guy do I look like a gogo to him? He smiles again and our
eyes meet he looks down.

“I will give you your phone back but you must help me carry these to my office”, he says pointing at
the box full of assignment papers, not a small box I must say.
Anyway I will carry the whole country if it means getting my phone back. He carries his laptop bag
and he heads to the door and opens it as I follow him with this heavy box.
“Ladies first” He says holding the door.
“Keep walking I’m right behind you.” He says with a smooth radio DJ voice.

Arghaaa! I don’t like this. Now I’m a lecturer’s errand girl. I walk faster I know where his office is
located I’ve been there to drop off assignments.
I’m waiting in front of his office door written in bold PROFESSOR RAYMOND BOGATSU and in small
letters a list of his qualifications. Strange he’s not following me I don’t know where he is. I will wait
thank God my next lecture is in the next hour so I’m not in a rush.
“Sorry to keep you waiting gogo neh!” He says with a smile.
That voice again strong and deep it fills bubbles in my stomach.” Did he just call me gogo again? Is
this guy serious at all? I mean I’m the hottest girl last I checked. I dress neatly and stylish to fit in the
campus society, I do my hair though I have dreadlocks but they are always neatly styled or if I didn’t
get money to go to the salon I always tie them neatly so this guy calls me gogo? He better look at me
very well. He opens his office and takes the box from my hands.

“Heavy hey! I hope it didn’t break your small hands”…..duuuuhh! Fool you were supposed to think
about that before you gave me the box. It’s only now he pity my small hands. And whoah…Who gave
him the right to look and judge my hands? I know they are little but who is he?

Mciiiiim! Today it’s just not my day.
“No it was not too heavy Professor”- plain I lie.
“Come in and have a sit, I won’t give you your phone if you are standing like a debt collector in my
door.” He says.
Really? Because of one mistake that my phone rang in class I must suffer like this. Jesu!
I took a deep breath and a sit like he commanded with my arms folded. I’m starting to get pissed.

He close the door, goes to his desk and switches on his computer. What is going on it’s like he has
forgotten that someone is here impatiently waiting for her phone. I’m really pissed off right now but
I’m trying so hard to maintain my cool. He clears his throat….
“So gogo why are you angry? I mean you are at fault here not me right?” Fuck him.
“I’m not.” I lie again anyway I won’t just tell him I’m pissed off.
“Ok if you say so gogo but you are angry. I can see.” He says as if I care.
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Damn!!!
She's not joking about her phone😂😂😂

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