“Yeah, who is this?” At least, I know I have the right to question who is at the other end of the phone.
“The owner of these phones left in the cab, he dropped them by the window side, so I helped him pick them up. I wasn’t so sure the driver would be so nice to return them. I saw them when we got to the last bus-stop.” The lady replied so fast, like I was wasting her time.
I remember he mentioned he was going for an important interview today, maybe that was why he was rushing. But forgetting his two phones? That is too careless of him, he wouldn’t hear the last of it from me today.
“Please, where are you? I want to help me get the phones, he should be very busy now.” I was already thinking of the excuse I would have to tell these people here, since I already came late.
“I am coming back to the mainland now, I had to switch off the phones before, can you meet me at Oshodi?” Madam polished voice asked.
Why did she even think I was on the mainland, can’t I be on the Island too? Abi is my voice sounding like that of the mainland people? That is even her own problem, my own is just to collect the phones. We agreed she will call me when she is on third mainland bridge, so I will be able to leave my office in time to enable meet up at Oshodi. It will be easier for my babe to collect it from me, since we mostly meet up after I close from work.
I collected the phones from madam polished voice, went back to work, babe called his phone and got relieved I was with them, we met up after work, and now I am going back to my father’s house. Sorry, my father’s rented apartment.
We are kind of a large family, I have two brothers and two sisters. I am the third child, with an elder sister and an elder brother. My mum wanted to stop at four children, but she said my father said he needed one more son, that he can’t have too much females ganging up against him. He just got lucky, sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had gotten a girl again
My family is not entirely big on love, we respect each other accordingly, but display of love is not really our thing. I have never seen my dad hit my mum, but it is obvious when they are not in good terms. It is a plus for we children, because you can collect money for the same thing twice from both of them, they will not bother to question each other.
This is one of the reasons why I am so into my babe, he makes me feel loved and wanted. He makes me feel like his entire existence is just for me alone. I do not take this granted, because not every girl would be as lucky as I am, when it comes to love.
As long as my parents remained together, as long as my babe still loves me, as long as none of my siblings die (even though I wish they can just disappear when they get really annoying), and as long as I am still doing well in school, I really do not have any problem as I have gotten a fair share of the goodness of life. These were my thoughts as I dozed off.
As I walked into my office, listening to the radio presenter talk about how the OAP (On-Air Personality) life chose her, and not her choosing the life. I wondered if I chose the path I am in, or the path decided to choose me instead.
I think this is the part I re-introduce myself again. My name is Ayoyimika, I am now 25years, a MScEng degree holder, still living with my parents, who have resulted in verbally abusing each other at every chance they get. Least I forget, I am single in every way you can imagine.
The plan at 25 is to be married, with a child, have a job with a very good pay, and just be enjoying life. But here I am, with a job whose pay I can’t tell anyone, no boyfriend, unhappy parents, always angry siblings, and very annoying co-workers. We are sha thankful we are still alive.
The highlight of my life right now is my gang, gang, gang. My friends bring me a lot of joy, like their lives alone is so full of drama, I don’t even need to go the cinemas. Okay, there is doyin, the slay mama. Doyin doesn’t even have to try, she has “slay” flowing through her veins, and she was probably created on the last day God rested, this babe is so fine. Like mermaid kind of fine.
There is Tessy baby, the one that is like a magnet, men are always attracted to her. Because of this, tessy always has a story to tell about one guy or the other. The last, but definitely not the least, is my own baby Feranmi, she is the quietest of us all. She is also the most responsible of us all, she is always the last to agree to all our fun, and sometimes stupid decisions.
It was almost to the close of work I noticed my mum has called me four times. That is strange, she hardly calls me during the day, and even if she does, it is always one or two missed calls. I knew I needed to call her immediately.
“Hello mummy, I missed your calls, hope all is well?” I asked as she picked up on the first ring.
What I heard over the phone got me weak, my mum was crying. My mummy never cries, my mummy is strong, I have not seen her shed a tear, even when her father died. What could have happened? Oh God, please let nobody be dead.