After the closing prayers, I hurried up to leave but that gentleman that was with Miriam caught me and started asking his funny questions, AGAIN. He started from how the service was, and then he moved to how nice my shoes were, he asked if I had seen Miriam. He probably didn’t see my fake smile but I saw curiosity written all over him. Just when somebody finally took his attention away from me, I received a text message from an unknown number “Don’t you dare go until you explain why you didn’t stand up.”

With the population of the fellowship, I wasn’t expecting Miriam to notice that I didn’t stand. Anyways, I didn’t have the chance to consider if I should leave because she was right in front of me. “Hi! Mamah Myrrh?” I said, totally with the intention of mocking her.

“I Know right? It’s odd…” she said, her dentition on display and mehn how did I not notice she had dimples?

“You were Beautiful up there, and goddamn you still are… except your zip is battling to let loose,” I said, joking in a flirtatious manner – I know, I hate English too.

I felt the whole place go silent, heads rolled to look at where we were and Miriam’s face read “uncomfortable… you shouldn’t have said that!”

Yeah right, I forgot I was in church, where everybody was a saint with words, and I didn’t realize my voice was overboard. I couldn’t say sorry for using “goddamn” and I wouldn’t blame myself if they misinterpreted the zip comment because it was obvious, the zip was about to be ripped and the way she walked suggested she wasn’t comfortable, like she wanted to disappear.

“Hope you enjoyed the service?” she asked, trying to get my head off the sudden attention. After much talk, she bade goodbye with a hug which I was totally not expecting, I said “Take care” for good five times after the hug, you can as well say I ran out of words.

The service didn’t really take that long and I didn’t want to go home early so on my way home I decided to take a walk rather than the university shuttle. It was nn the course of this walk that I discovered that UNIBEN is blessed with countless fellowships; someone once said that if fellowships in UNIBEN were to be represented according to their first letters, every letter on the Alphabet will be represented twice. Among all the fellowships, the most popular were TKT, RCF. CFi, Casor – I didn’t really do much research before I wrote this so you have to forgive me because I don’t know the full names of the listed.

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When I got home that Sunday, I met my neighbor by the gate who told me that the Landlord of the house was around. There were rumors that he was an Army General blessed with 4 girls. I didn’t seem to care about his presence but then I saw two men in army Uniform standing close to Wresely’s (Lami’s Dog) cage, one was holding the dog’s chain and it got me wondering what was happening.

I stopped to feed my curiosity but then I saw Lami with a man that had “I b landlord” written over him. I said Hi to Lami and a “Good Morning Sir” to the other man.

“Bala, meet my Dad; General Stinson Adewale himself!” Lami said with a salute.

Everything made sense now, like how was a 17year old girl ever going to be able to care for a Dog the size of the hungry Lion in Ogba Zoo? How was she so tamed that the University was her first freedom?

No, she didn’t seem to be as scared of her Dad like the two army men were. And I was not scared of him either, the man asked me few questions and hoped I enjoy the room I paid so much for.  After he left, she apologized for not telling me about her Dad, she didn’t like talking about her Family because people get scared of her whenever she does and she was totally against staying in her Dad’s hostel in school. I wouldn’t blame her, if I probably tell her about my Mum, her first reaction would be: “What the heck are you doing in Nigeria madafacka?”

After the closing prayers, I hurried up to leave but that gentleman that was with Miriam caught me and started asking his funny questions, AGAIN. He started from how the service was, and then he moved to how nice my shoes were, he asked if I had seen Miriam. He probably didn’t see my fake smile but I saw curiosity written all over him. Just when somebody finally took his attention away from me, I received a text message from an unknown number “Don’t you dare go until you explain why you didn’t stand up.”

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With the population of the fellowship, I wasn’t expecting Miriam to notice that I didn’t stand. Anyways, I didn’t have the chance to consider if I should leave because she was right in front of me. “Hi! Mamah Myrrh?” I said, totally with the intention of mocking her.

“I Know right? It’s odd…” she said, her dentition on display and mehn how did I not notice she had dimples?

“You were Beautiful up there, and goddamn you still are… except your zip is battling to let loose,” I said, joking in a flirtatious manner – I know, I hate English too.

I felt the whole place go silent, heads rolled to look at where we were and Miriam’s face read “uncomfortable… you shouldn’t have said that!”

Yeah right, I forgot I was in church, where everybody was a saint with words, and I didn’t realize my voice was overboard. I couldn’t say sorry for using “goddamn” and I wouldn’t blame myself if they misinterpreted the zip comment because it was obvious, the zip was about to be ripped and the way she walked suggested she wasn’t comfortable, like she wanted to disappear.

“Hope you enjoyed the service?” she asked, trying to get my head off the sudden attention. After much talk, she bade goodbye with a hug which I was totally not expecting, I said “Take care” for good five times after the hug, you can as well say I ran out of words.

The service didn’t really take that long and I didn’t want to go home early so on my way home I decided to take a walk rather than the university shuttle. It was nn the course of this walk that I discovered that UNIBEN is blessed with countless fellowships; someone once said that if fellowships in UNIBEN were to be represented according to their first letters, every letter on the Alphabet will be represented twice. Among all the fellowships, the most popular were TKT, RCF. CFi, Casor – I didn’t really do much research before I wrote this so you have to forgive me because I don’t know the full names of the listed.

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When I got home that Sunday, I met my neighbor by the gate who told me that the Landlord of the house was around. There were rumors that he was an Army General blessed with 4 girls. I didn’t seem to care about his presence but then I saw two men in army Uniform standing close to Wresely’s (Lami’s Dog) cage, one was holding the dog’s chain and it got me wondering what was happening.

I stopped to feed my curiosity but then I saw Lami with a man that had “I b landlord” written over him. I said Hi to Lami and a “Good Morning Sir” to the other man.

“Bala, meet my Dad; General Stinson Adewale himself!” Lami said with a salute.

Everything made sense now, like how was a 17year old girl ever going to be able to care for a Dog the size of the hungry Lion in Ogba Zoo? How was she so tamed that the University was her first freedom?

No, she didn’t seem to be as scared of her Dad like the two army men were. And I was not scared of him either, the man asked me few questions and hoped I enjoy the room I paid so much for.  After he left, she apologized for not telling me about her Dad, she didn’t like talking about her Family because people get scared of her whenever she does and she was totally against staying in her Dad’s hostel in school. I wouldn’t blame her, if I probably tell her about my Mum, her first reaction would be: “What the heck are you doing in Nigeria madafacka?”

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Momodu Afegbua

Been around the world twice, seen everyone once, but trust me, I haven't seen anyone yet. The world is filled with people with strange names I tell you. I am the sixteenth of my dad, sixth of my mum and probably the second of my lover. Hit me up on IG @MMDAfegbua

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