*walks into the thread*

Feeling sorry for bayo....if say him don send banji and him roommate outside dat nyt. He shld have as well be boasting to be a 400l students and not a fresher in d new school of thought#prison# he went to.

Banji mama no get problem at all...big pastors don go mountain becos of her and I will join dem soon.

stefikal:

No you won't dear, I'm sure Kingz would be lenient



they will survive

Tnx jare stefikal,he had beta b

dhayor58: lol, na smal i take nah, oya take jhor

No o,u must return all....der z luv in sharing bt am sory we cnt share dis 1 o....

Iya banji must nt die o......#sobing#...infact she fittint...

Bleszin: No o,u must return all....der z luv in sharing bt am sory we cnt share dis 1 o....

lol, cme ma rum 2 kolet am

stefikal: Drugs?
Lying supine?
Mouth wide open?

please she must not die

No she won't die from I've learned from kingzpen always expect d unexpected m sure she's only answering 2d call of Nature (*sleeping I ment*) kingzpen me don go download anti suspense hormone 4my body oh ur suspenseter tention no fit cash me again oh lool me iyaf been immuned 2ur suspenster tention lol
#still following though

I syt yu bro..... If "awon uncle" catch yu hen..

dhayor58: lol, cme ma rum 2 kolet am

accidentally peeped in yr profile nd yu got a nice picx buh y ar yu following girls alone.....*winks*

Nice Story. More grease to ur elbow#

dhayor58: lol, cme ma rum 2 kolet am

lolx make i pity u...Bt nxt tym u try am na Bayo i go call 4 u X_X

Banji you are killing it!! Nice fiction#team silent reader

Just reach my handkerchief to wipe away my tears...ooops no water....hmmmm but if have lost some1 special b4 u ll definately know wat how i feel...

Nice one.... Banji was given a cheque of #500k but in the bank he went to deposit instead of withdrawing..... Am i the only1 dat notice this. Moreover kingzpen u are talented.... I will miss alot...Traveling.

Wow! Wow! Wow!....dis is da best story i hv ever read.....kinspen...u d best...while i was readin 4rm page 1 2 page 47...all i was bizzy tinkin of was hw i culd act dis story sumday.......i lov d story kip it up bro..........#chillin .....

You can deposit to your account with a given cheque... There's a column for it on d teller na... Abi I lie?

Rikidony: Nice one.... Banji was given a cheque of #500k but in the bank he went to deposit instead of withdrawing..... Am i the only1 dat notice this. Moreover kingzpen u are talented.... I will miss alot...Traveling.

Man, u re d best writer ever in NL... keep it up

Oga KingzPen, he be lyk say u wan make diz story shout api nw yr abi, abeg naw finish am diz yr make u kon start anoda trend nxt yr. *beggin on my knees*

Update Coming by 9:20 P.M.

Pls Bear With Me...

Suffered A Lot Of Mood Swing Today Which Affected My Thinking...

Tomorrow Still Holds...

Grand Finale Of My Life On Campus...

Uh! See hw she is begging.

Khemyte: Oga KingzPen, he be lyk say u wan make diz story shout api nw yr abi, abeg naw finish am diz yr make u kon start anoda trend nxt yr. *beggin on my knees*

You must be enjoying this story o?

Change of plans...

Update dropping by 8:20 P.M.

We still dy here any tym

Rikidony: Nice one.... Banji was given a cheque of #500k but in the bank he went to deposit instead of withdrawing..... Am i the only1 dat notice this. Moreover kingzpen u are talented.... I will miss alot...Traveling.

Not enough point bro, you pay a cheque into an account.he's correct

EPISODE 70


I moved closer to her, then sat on the bed. “Mummy.” I called, tapping her by the arm.

She didn’t move a muscle. I angrily shoved her to the bed and shouted, “mummy!”

She sprang up like an employee late for work. “Ha! Banji, it’s you.” She said, breathing loudly. “You got me scared.”

“Scared? I got you scared?” I asked, with a tiny smile on my face. “Agreed but you almost got me dead.”

She smiled and hugged me. “I understand. I can’t die now.” She said, with my chin resting on her shoulder. “I still have a responsibility, you.”

“Thank you mummy.” I said and smiled.

I let go of her, went out of the house and brought in my luggage. “How are you feeling?” I said as I placed my bag in a suitable corner in the room.

“I’m fine just that I have no money to pay for the rent of this house.” She said with her head bowed in sorrow. “The rent has expired and old soldier had sent me a notice.”

“Notice?!” I yelled.

“Yes, he came yesterday.”

“Isn’t he aware you aren’t fine enough to work?” I angrily asked.

“He is but do we have any choice?” She replied with a cloud of pity looming around her.

“How much is the money?”

“Fifty thousand naira.” She replied.

“Only?” I boastfully asked.

“Is that what you call only?” She asked. “Yes, only but where is it?”

“I’m coming.” I said as I walked towards the door to leave the house.

“Where are you going?” She asked.

“I would be back.” I said and forged out.

I boarded a motorcycle to the nearest ATM to withdraw some money. I did within minutes, then boarded the same motorcycle to Old Soldier’s house. I alighted and paid the motorcyclist a fortune, I was rich enough not to feel its effect on me. I walked to the door and I was welcomed by Sheri, who was elegantly dressed and about leaving the house.

I hissed and frowned at her, she paid me back with my coin and left. I knocked on the door but I got no response. I knocked again.

“Yes, come in.” A bass voice sounded from within, no doubt, it was Old Soldier.

I went in. Yes, I was right. “Good afternoon sir.” I boldly greeted, bowing my head.

“Hey Banji, ahn ahn when did you return?” He asked.

“Just now.”

“Have you gone home?”

“Yes, I have.” I answered him almost immediately.

He cleared his throat. “Banji, you didn’t do well o.” He said, adjusting himself on the couch, then placed away the newspaper he was reading. “You abadoned your mother in the hospital, knowing fully well that...”

“Sir sir please I’m not here for that and perhaps my mother is cool with me.” I interrupted as I dipped my hand into my pocket, brought out a pile of money, spat a little on my fingers and started counting.

“What’s the money for?” He asked.

I deliberately deafened up to what he said, concentrating on the money I counted. “Forty eight, forty nine, fifty.” I mumbled.

“Are you deaf?” He furiously asked. “I said what’s the money for?”

I frowned, stretched the money to him, which I thought he would reject because I didn’t reply his question but I was wrong, he grabbed it like a tout and smiled. I paused, standing at akimbo and watched him count the money.

“Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen.” He counted loudly with a smile on his face, then he looked at me as he kept counting. “Banji, what’s this money for? Forty four, forty five, ehn? Forty nine, fifty, ehn Banji, what for?”

“That’s the money for our house rent.” I said, turned around and walked towards the door.

He stood. “Was it your mother that sent you?”

I turned around. “Sir, you have your money, so who sent me shouldn’t be your problem.” I said, opened the door and left.

“Are you talking to me like that?” He yelled loudly, then he came out but he was too late because I was already on a motorcycle. “When I was in the barrack...”

I hissed as the motorcyclist zoomed off. Who had the time to listen to his super story? I almost said. I got home in no time, settled my bill, then went in to put a smile on my mother’s face for the time been.

How time flies, I had spent three days and two nights with my mother out of the one week break the school gave the students. The ASUU strike that glued our behind at home for five months in my level two second semester, disorganized the school calendar. The school’s way of regulating the calendar was to shorten our break.

My mother was in the kitchen preparing dinner, the last dinner before I proceed to the Martin’s residence. I sat in the parlor watching a soap opera, the undercover agent. The soap starred with actors like Fred Frank, Tommy Bob and Senator Pope. The producer of the soap, D9ty7 pictures and Disney go head to head with their style of production. My concentration was totally consumed by the television program, that I didn’t notice my mother standing beside me.

“Baaaaaannnnnji.” She said, hitting me slightly with her elbow. “O ti feran TV ju,” which means, ‘you like television alot.’

I gazed at her and smiled. “Mummy, you nko?” I said and we both laughed.

She laid her hand on a stool and drew it closer, then sat on it. “Banji, your father’s people have sent the date for his burial o.”

“When?” I said, interested.

“Next month.” She said. “On the ten.”

“Ok ma.” I said. “Just be strong for me and I know daddy’s eyes would always watch out for us.”

“Amen. You too be strong for me because you are all I have.” She said.

I smiled. “Ok mum.”

“Ehn ehn, so have you called Mr Martin that you’re coming tomorrow morning?”

“Muuuuummmmmy, I don’t need to tell him, that’s how close we are.”

“Ehn ehn?”

“Yes O.” I said and smiled.

She raised her hands and looked up. “God I thank you Ooooo. Ehn ehn?” She said, then held firmly her head. “Thank you, thank you.”

“It’s God mum, it’s God.”

Ring! Ring!! My phone rang. I picked up as my mother exited to the kitchen. “Hello?”

“Hello.” A feminine voice hit my eardrum. “Please, is this Banji?”

“Yes, this is Ban...” I was saying when I heard a disconnetion tone.

Almost immediately, my phone rang again.







TO BE CONTINUED...

zainharb: We still dy here any tym

baby,afar

I guess the caller is banji's ex kofo...waiting for the grand-finale...GUD WORK@THE KING WITH THE MAGIC PEN.

Kofo? Adaobi? Nancy?

Who could it be? Abii Sister Grace sef?

KingzPen, he dey do me make tomorrow reach shaparly...

#Respect

Sheri nko? Lmaoooo...

stefikal: Kofo? Adaobi? Nancy?

Who could it be? Abii Sister Grace sef?

KingzPen, he dey do me make tomorrow reach shaparly...

#Respect

Hmm....I must talk..oga kingzpen.ur pen wuld not dry.its been ages I last commented on ur work...nt cause of anythin buh cause m angry...very angry.mre angrier dan zeus wen his lightenin bolt was stolen..y must u put me on suspence? ..anywayz keep up d gwed work...hmm.lemee advertise again o..hmm.do u guyz knw dat afta dis oga kingzpen work,he is dropin anoda bommmmmmmbbbb titled THE SIM CARD..chaii.u shuld all go read dat story.d prolouge gan sef is WOW..hmm..y m I tellin u all dis.m still veksin.shaa finish dis story shap shap before u cee ma wrath.

Awwwwwww, I'm so sorry, Gnabry... Looooool... You gat me to laugh out loud... Thankz so much for the support so far... God Bless You Loadz...

gnabry: Hmm....I must talk..oga kingzpen.ur pen wuld not dry.its been ages I last commented on ur work...nt cause of anythin buh cause m angry...very angry.mre angrier dan zeus wen his lightenin bolt was stolen..y must u put me on suspence? ..anywayz keep up d gwed work...hmm.lemee advertise again o..hmm.do u guyz knw dat afta dis oga kingzpen work,he is dropin anoda bommmmmmmbbbb titled THE SIM CARD..chaii.u shuld all go read dat story.d prolouge gan sef is WOW..hmm..y m I tellin u all dis.m still veksin.shaa finish dis story shap shap before u cee ma wrath.

D9ty7 pictures
Thanks boss.

Kingzpen!!! I neva see my name for ur story o

hustler anthem: baby,afar

I'm kul o

Next update... Your name go enter am... *winks*

zainharb: Kingzpen!!! I neva see my name for ur story o