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Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Kentura(m): 7:17pm On Jul 29, 2017 |
Papi, we dn wait tire o.. Think say Zik dn finish exam.. Come and update abeg |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Chipappii(m): 10:22pm On Jul 29, 2017 |
Kentura: Am coming please. I'm washing baby napkins 6 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by chigoizie7(m): 10:57pm On Jul 29, 2017 |
Chipappii: U are one hell of a clown dude. Common come and get this over with Maka m eji ura mapu gi nti . Ina asu napkins, nap ko kins ni |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Franktejiri(m): 8:28am On Jul 30, 2017 |
Brah Because Of You I Have To Re Activate My Account So As To Comment And Tell You This YOU THE BEST YOUNG WRITTER HAVE SEEN And In Know Time You Gon Be Great Greater Than The Likes Of Dean Knootz And James Patterson And The Likes. 4 44 Gbobsa For You Chiboy,,,,,,asin Cant Wait For Wetin Naza Go With That Gigolo Boy 2 Likes |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by OlaDapxon(m): 12:35pm On Jul 31, 2017 |
Chipappii: bro...pampers nko? |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by phemmy429(m): 6:53am On Aug 01, 2017 |
Streetmade:... how r take pain u now oga... |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Lancelott(m): 4:07pm On Aug 01, 2017 |
Am starting to lose interest o, there is a difference between suspense and wasting people's time. I was enjoying the story until the op was just doing like PHCN 3 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Streetmade(m): 5:12pm On Aug 01, 2017 |
phemmy429:until i punch ur face frm the screen of ur phone na dat time u go knw say im pain me 1 Like |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Rodriguez12(m): 2:15am On Aug 02, 2017 |
Na all d baby wy dem born for d hospital napkins u de wash.......Oga bring am Mk I de wash am for you while u de update |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by smart024(m): 3:08am On Aug 02, 2017 |
Chipappii: ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I am sure you daddy no gree sponsor diapers for the twins... Wash plus madam cloths and plates inside kitchen o... |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by femilloyd01(m): 3:52am On Aug 02, 2017 |
Bro papi wetin dey now shey you need help ni for your washing make I join you I don sidon tire for update o |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by surddick(m): 6:18am On Aug 02, 2017 |
how many ppu wan dey wash napkin now oya no worry, oga chipapii i get pampers on discount level. |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Nobody: 11:05am On Aug 02, 2017 |
Chipapii wetin naa I dey wait 4 update tire 2 Likes |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Nobody: 4:47pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
[quote author=Chipappii post=58842312]We were at the hospital. Only my father knew how I managed to get Naza there. I mean my father in heaven not my daddy. I had managed to throw a singlet over my body and wore a short that shape had forced me too. I had lifted Naza and was insisting on taking her to the hospital wearing only my boxers. We kept pacing the hospital hallway, I and Shape. We had been over 1 hour at it before Willie and Chinelo joined us. The tensile atmosphere didn't stop Shape from rolling her eyes at him and letting out a loud hiss. She then walked far away from where he was. "What happened?" he asked me, ignoring Shape's drama. Chinelo was already tugging at my hands. I was tempted to give him the full gist, I was really bleeped and in a frantic mode but then, I couldn't explain that Chinaza fainted when she saw me and Shape on each other, not when Chinelo was there. "She came into my room and fainted. I don't know how or why but she just slumped to the floor," I explained. "Chim o," Chinelo gasped and threw her hands on her head. "Where is she now?" "Inside, the doctor is with her, they said we should stay out." "And is she awake yet?" Willie asked me. "I don't know, that what they are trying to do I think." It was a hell of a situation. Naza had slumped at my former lodge. I had no business being there and she too had no business being there. She had caught me and Shape in a position we had no business being in. The situation was indeed one hell of a situation. Chinelo called her Mom in an instant and then the pacing continued with me doing the longest milage. Chinelo kept her eyes on Willie and ensured he maintained a certain distance from shape. Not like Shape cared. She wasn't even going to look at him. Over 30 minutes later, my folks came. Daddy and mummy and along with Naza's folks too. We walked into her ward and she was just there, seated on her bed and was biting the hell out of her lips, her hands on her waist. I was live on Nollywood. "Maybe she broke her hips on the floor," I thought to myself. I hadn't even considered the baby in her belly. How naive of me that was. I wasn't inconsiderate or insensitive. I was just too small to know any ish about a pregnant woman, forget that I wasn't too small to put it in there in the first place. Then there was a rumor about an impending labor and then Naza pissed herself. It was so obvious, the water tickling down the bedspread and Naza's restlessness increasing by the minute. I walked up to her, I was guessing she was in so much pain to bear a malice with me. I held her hand but I was wrong. She brushed my hands off and stood on the floor weakly. "I'm bleeped," I muttered under my breath and moved back to stare from afar. It wasn't a pretty sight and I just stared from a distance with Willie and the two father's with us. Shape was no where to be found. Naza would scream her head off if she dared come closer. "She fainted in your room?" My father asked me in a pitiful tone. I nodded. "Your room?" he repeated and I got the gist too late. "We were as in. I went to collect some things and she and we.. " I stammered incoherently and he kept giving me that dehumanizing stare. "Was the party at your lodge or William's lodge?" he asked me. A lot of explanations followed. We didn't get to conclude before preliminaries were done and Naza was bundled into the labor room. Things dragged on for a long while, a very long space of time in which I said my first prayer for months. I prayed she make it out of that freaking room alive. I wasn't scared of what her folks would say or do, I was just scared for myself. What I would do should anything happen to her. I was going to jump off the second floor of that hospital building. Yes, that was what I intended doing. Everyone was on their nerves end. Somehow, a lot of delay had to take place, a lot of technical jargons was involved, jargons which I only understood the part that said my Naza was still alive. Then the doctor and his team disappeared. Nobody slept into the night. My father and her father had left. Willie was there, Nelo too. I had asked Shape to go home. Her presence there was freaking every one out and would also freak Naza out if she woke up and see her there. 5 am, I was seated at the hospital's lounge and nodding away. Willie was already sleeping away with Nelo's head on his laps. He thought the whole place was boring. So many beautiful Chica nurses to look at but no access to them because his other half was there with a leash on him. 6:35 am and we were all brought in to her ward. My mom and her mom taking the lead. My feet dragged from guilt and tiredness as we all flocked into her room. She was lying there on the bed, looking exhausted and the hospital cradle was by her side, the baby cries filling the whole of it. I saw the smile break out on my mother's face as Naza mom put her hands to her chest in a deep show of emotion. I think she actually cried or was close to. I kept staring at the cradle from a afar like it was my semester result. I couldn't get closer because my heart was pounding and I didn't know why. "Hei, come and see Chinecherem junior o!" Nelo yelled, digging her hands into the cradle. Her mother hushed her. "Do you want to infect him?" She said and I frowned. A him? Apparently, Naza had won. Willie rushed at the baby and smiled. He turned to me and nodded. "No dispute bro. This one is yours. Carbon copy." I turned to Naza with a pitiful look in my face. I felt like I needed her permission to see the baby. I had hurt her deeply and something was telling me that she would shush me away from the kid. She threw her face to the wall, away from my eyes. Soon, everyone was all over her, congratulating and asking how she was doing. Only Nelo threw a congratulation at me. I took the chance and sneaked up to the cradle. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Clean as crystal and handsome like his father, his mother's skin. He was a neat ball of human flesh, the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. Maybe it was because he was mine. I didn't care. He was the most beautiful by his father's standard, by my own very standard. Yes! I was the father. I fell in love immediately and was nearly moved to tears. I was the lawful owner of a living thing. I am the father to a handsome baby boy. I was the daddy to my sweetheart's son. I loved the feeling. The thrill was extraordinary. "I love you," I murmured. "Please stay away from him," Naza said at me. Everyone went quiet for a split second. Then Chinelo asked "Why?" My heart thumbed. "Nothing, just stay away from my baby," she repeated. My father came in at that instance and her father too. They had been called up the moment we were ushered into the room. papii stop letting ur d#k do d thinking.......congrats on ur twins sha 2 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Nobody: 4:47pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
[quote author=Chipappii post=58842312]We were at the hospital. Only my father knew how I managed to get Naza there. I mean my father in heaven not my daddy. I had managed to throw a singlet over my body and wore a short that shape had forced me too. I had lifted Naza and was insisting on taking her to the hospital wearing only my boxers. We kept pacing the hospital hallway, I and Shape. We had been over 1 hour at it before Willie and Chinelo joined us. The tensile atmosphere didn't stop Shape from rolling her eyes at him and letting out a loud hiss. She then walked far away from where he was. "What happened?" he asked me, ignoring Shape's drama. Chinelo was already tugging at my hands. I was tempted to give him the full gist, I was really bleeped and in a frantic mode but then, I couldn't explain that Chinaza fainted when she saw me and Shape on each other, not when Chinelo was there. "She came into my room and fainted. I don't know how or why but she just slumped to the floor," I explained. "Chim o," Chinelo gasped and threw her hands on her head. "Where is she now?" "Inside, the doctor is with her, they said we should stay out." "And is she awake yet?" Willie asked me. "I don't know, that what they are trying to do I think." It was a hell of a situation. Naza had slumped at my former lodge. I had no business being there and she too had no business being there. She had caught me and Shape in a position we had no business being in. The situation was indeed one hell of a situation. Chinelo called her Mom in an instant and then the pacing continued with me doing the longest milage. Chinelo kept her eyes on Willie and ensured he maintained a certain distance from shape. Not like Shape cared. She wasn't even going to look at him. Over 30 minutes later, my folks came. Daddy and mummy and along with Naza's folks too. We walked into her ward and she was just there, seated on her bed and was biting the hell out of her lips, her hands on her waist. I was live on Nollywood. "Maybe she broke her hips on the floor," I thought to myself. I hadn't even considered the baby in her belly. How naive of me that was. I wasn't inconsiderate or insensitive. I was just too small to know any ish about a pregnant woman, forget that I wasn't too small to put it in there in the first place. Then there was a rumor about an impending labor and then Naza pissed herself. It was so obvious, the water tickling down the bedspread and Naza's restlessness increasing by the minute. I walked up to her, I was guessing she was in so much pain to bear a malice with me. I held her hand but I was wrong. She brushed my hands off and stood on the floor weakly. "I'm bleeped," I muttered under my breath and moved back to stare from afar. It wasn't a pretty sight and I just stared from a distance with Willie and the two father's with us. Shape was no where to be found. Naza would scream her head off if she dared come closer. "She fainted in your room?" My father asked me in a pitiful tone. I nodded. "Your room?" he repeated and I got the gist too late. "We were as in. I went to collect some things and she and we.. " I stammered incoherently and he kept giving me that dehumanizing stare. "Was the party at your lodge or William's lodge?" he asked me. A lot of explanations followed. We didn't get to conclude before preliminaries were done and Naza was bundled into the labor room. Things dragged on for a long while, a very long space of time in which I said my first prayer for months. I prayed she make it out of that freaking room alive. I wasn't scared of what her folks would say or do, I was just scared for myself. What I would do should anything happen to her. I was going to jump off the second floor of that hospital building. Yes, that was what I intended doing. Everyone was on their nerves end. Somehow, a lot of delay had to take place, a lot of technical jargons was involved, jargons which I only understood the part that said my Naza was still alive. Then the doctor and his team disappeared. Nobody slept into the night. My father and her father had left. Willie was there, Nelo too. I had asked Shape to go home. Her presence there was freaking every one out and would also freak Naza out if she woke up and see her there. 5 am, I was seated at the hospital's lounge and nodding away. Willie was already sleeping away with Nelo's head on his laps. He thought the whole place was boring. So many beautiful Chica nurses to look at but no access to them because his other half was there with a leash on him. 6:35 am and we were all brought in to her ward. My mom and her mom taking the lead. My feet dragged from guilt and tiredness as we all flocked into her room. She was lying there on the bed, looking exhausted and the hospital cradle was by her side, the baby cries filling the whole of it. I saw the smile break out on my mother's face as Naza mom put her hands to her chest in a deep show of emotion. I think she actually cried or was close to. I kept staring at the cradle from a afar like it was my semester result. I couldn't get closer because my heart was pounding and I didn't know why. "Hei, come and see Chinecherem junior o!" Nelo yelled, digging her hands into the cradle. Her mother hushed her. "Do you want to infect him?" She said and I frowned. A him? Apparently, Naza had won. Willie rushed at the baby and smiled. He turned to me and nodded. "No dispute bro. This one is yours. Carbon copy." I turned to Naza with a pitiful look in my face. I felt like I needed her permission to see the baby. I had hurt her deeply and something was telling me that she would shush me away from the kid. She threw her face to the wall, away from my eyes. Soon, everyone was all over her, congratulating and asking how she was doing. Only Nelo threw a congratulation at me. I took the chance and sneaked up to the cradle. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Clean as crystal and handsome like his father, his mother's skin. He was a neat ball of human flesh, the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. Maybe it was because he was mine. I didn't care. He was the most beautiful by his father's standard, by my own very standard. Yes! I was the father. I fell in love immediately and was nearly moved to tears. I was the lawful owner of a living thing. I am the father to a handsome baby boy. I was the daddy to my sweetheart's son. I loved the feeling. The thrill was extraordinary. "I love you," I murmured. "Please stay away from him," Naza said at me. Everyone went quiet for a split second. Then Chinelo asked "Why?" My heart thumbed. "Nothing, just stay away from my baby," she repeated. My father came in at that instance and her father too. They had been called up the moment we were ushered into the room. papii stop letting ur d#k do d thinking.......congrats on ur twins sha. 3 Likes |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Nobody: 4:49pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
[quote author=Dayvey post=59082160][/quote] 1 Like |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by MaestroKels(m): 6:09pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
[quote author=Dayvey post=59082208][/quote] Guy ow far na? Must u quote d whole story just to make a comment. 1 Like |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by phemmy429(m): 7:33pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
Streetmade:. Now u getting me really pissed ... u think u can just come here and say trash... watch ur tongue man... |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Streetmade(m): 8:03pm On Aug 02, 2017 |
phemmy429:if u re really pissed u should have been punching the 4 walls of ur room |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by bot101(m): 12:08am On Aug 03, 2017 |
Lancelott: When ungrateful peeps like the one who posted this shit comes out to insult themselves, I really begin to get angered by their myopic mindset. That someone chooses to entertain you during his spare time does not give you the right to rant anyhow you please. If you live your whole life on the internet, he, and a whole lot of others actually don't and have a REAL LIFE off the internet. So if you can't wait for him to update when he is able to, kindly f**k off and don't look back while at it, peace. 12 Likes |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Nobody: 3:03pm On Aug 03, 2017 |
Sorry,just joined nairaland so.....am not used 2 d whole commenting thing ![]() 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Damibiz(m): 5:30pm On Aug 03, 2017 |
Damibiz was away bt he is back....Nice up date |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by gtin(m): 5:22pm On Aug 04, 2017 |
Chipappii my man have u gone on break again? |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Chipappii(m): 9:25pm On Aug 04, 2017 |
gtin: Somehow o. I took a fall one evening like that and My phone shattered screen. So I have not been able to type. I'm just messed up for now. ![]() Apologies guys. |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by brandon180(m): 9:36pm On Aug 04, 2017 |
afa,..una no for like contribute money for op, find am new phone... Or Op which side u dey stay, so that anybody wey dey for ur syd and get any oldphone wey im no dey use again, fit give u.. 1 Like |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by gtin(m): 10:12pm On Aug 04, 2017 |
Chipappii:No problem I understand, are we going to wait long? |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Fantisha(m): 12:39pm On Aug 05, 2017 |
Papii.. ... you are too good joor |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by okwudiriokoro(m): 5:53pm On Aug 05, 2017 |
Bin following dis story since last year
U kept on developing ur writing skill with every post
u r good bro
am rili proud dat u r studying d same course as me+EST* |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by AFULA(m): 9:59pm On Aug 09, 2017 |
BORROW NAZA PHONE NAH |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by Nobody: 10:07pm On Aug 09, 2017 |
Tell am,or sef,use Willie phone.Na ur bro naa 2 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by kelvinhilton(m): 11:28pm On Aug 10, 2017 |
Papa ejima congrats!!! 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: Diary Of A Broke Playboy by sugarsoul(m): 11:56pm On Aug 10, 2017 |
#in mallam Sanu's voice# kai kai, this sitory too sweet kwo... papii, you too much. Saw this thread before but didn't read, part of me is thanking God I didn't cos I wouldn't have resisted kidnapping and forcing you to tell me the rest while others waited here...lol ![]() God bless you real good bro, more ink to your pen. you're za bomb. 1 Like 2 Shares |
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