OGA LANDLORD 21+


Subtitle: F*ck fakers.


-Episode 1


Everyone fit be landlord, base on say am the youngest landlord ever liveth. You have reach to own a yard of your own if your parents will leave the house for you, you better go and build your own house.
As the only heir, my parents died and I inherited a yard filled with drama queens and kings.

Let me just describe the yard how it is, it is built round. Houses surrounded it with a well and tap at the centre. The house is in a square shape, having just three entrance and exit.

At the end is a big kitchen for all, with restrooms passages attached to the kitchen, that is were one entrance with exit is.
One is at my door post, that means I will just step out of my self-contain and ball out. The other one is at the other end.
The explanation have do, lets start the tory jare!

Evening time, I just returned from where I went to buy bread against tomorrow, since I don't want to be late for shop.

Voice: who is this downloaded prodigious miscreant, with hydrated mentality lampooned with upgraded stupidity, who shit this shit wey strong pass England economy?

Me: this people don start again.

I just entered my room, locked the door. I don tire to settle case for the yard.

Segun: papa Jayjay, we go run for you, na only you go school for this yard, what of me wey get PHD I nodey use am make noise *with his thick voice, Segun can smoke for African*

Mr. Caleb: make ona no make noise oh, I dey read headlines, if ona wan disturb make ona go outside the yard *man wey sabi, em dey always return early for their house girl Nkitae*

Cynthia: all these married men acting like children, na em make I nofit marry public yard children *yard slay queen, queen of kindness. Her toto sweet pass Amaka own*

Papa Jayjay: I surmise with my cognitive faculty, I envisage a laboratory experimented specie of a nuisance like Cynthia to bombard the wc with shit as strong as English wrecking ball.

Cynthia: wetin bring that one, why you call me .. Ehnn.. Ehnn laboratory shit?

Segun: Cynthia, call your soldier boyfriend make em come beat am for you.

Papa Jayjay: take your unchristened hands off my precious collar, before I descend on you.

Cynthia: beat me na, if no be barrack you go appear.

Mr. Caleb: na wa for this yard oh, Cynthia go wear bra na. Your br*asts dey disvirgin us, biko nu.

Others joined and outside became very noisy, I raised my music up and laid on my bed. And slept off, I haven't even enjoyed the sleep when someone knocked on my door.
I got up and walked to the door opened it, and I saw Smally smiling sheepishly.

She sneaked inside my room, I checked left and right before closing the door.
One small girl like that, that loves d*ck. She always come to my room to watch movie, if I sleep she will ride me.

Smally: uncle, good evening.

Me: evening oh, how you dey?

Smally: I dey, I wan watch film.

Me: oya watch.

I nofit wait again to have her tight kitten on my d*ck oh, I just lie down and started snoring.

TBC...

I don land

OGA LANDLORD 21+

Subtitle: F*ck Fakers.

-Episode 2

It didn't take time when my bed made sound, I felt a press around my leg side. The joy in my heart had no bounds, since I wore boxer it was easy to detect her next action.
My d*ck already got an attention before she even pulled down my boxer from my waist, I tightened my face and snored louder, so that she will hurry up.

I felt a tingling breathe around my d*ck cap, I no come dey understand. I felt her tongue on my d*ck.

Me: ummmm.... Orrrrrhhhooooo *I increased the snoring*

Free bl*wjob, she took me in her mouth and started brushing her teeth around my d*ck. I couldn't pretend anymore before somebody will bite or chop off my joystick.

Me: aahh! Aaahhh! Them send you, you wan eat am? *I jump off from the bed*

Adeola: sorry.

I examined my d*ck, the girl has a sharp teeth oh.

Me: come dey go, I no want wahala.

Adeola: sorry, I wan do.

Me: make I pray first before you disappear, tell your convo assocation say them no see me, abeg come and be going.

Voice: Adeola! Where this mumu girl dey?

Adeola: mommy, I dey come.

She hurried out, who is teaching this small girl all these bad thing. She is just in Js3 and her p*ssy is in level100. I locked my door in case she is coming back to finish off her plan, I went back to sleep.
I haven't slept long when heat woke me up, I sat on my bed and started hearing shout from outside. I rushed out of my room and heard the noise louder from the centre of the yard.

Voice1: Big show, Big show is lifting Big daddy up...

Voice2: earthquake oh! Mama Sandra no do oh.

I rushed out and saw someone lifted up, I didn't understand until I heard a loud thud and the ground shook. Everyone available in the yard are already out, encircled at the circle chanting.

Voices: big show! Big show!!

Voice3: mommy, beat am well well.

Me: separate, separate, ona no go kill me.

Voices: youngest landlord!! Baba landlord!!! Man wey sabi!!!

That is when some of them dragged up Mama Sandra from Oluchi's mother body, I stared at both of them without saying a word.
Mama Oluchi got up from ground, thank God their two fight each other. The two fattest women in the yard, if na another person where I wan talk the story.

Me: wetin dey happen here?

Gabriel: papa Jayjay, tell youngest landlord wetin dey sup, wisdom wisdom!!

Papa Jayjay: *cleared his throat* it is a lugubrious incentive that culminated the right-handed kinetic force trajectory at stationary body of mama Sandra, from tete-a-tete to thug of war.

Voices: med oh! Papa Jay jay, wisdom don finish you, wisdom!

Me: I no understand anything oh, Mama Sandra and mama Oluchi make ona come pay ona fight tithe if you no wan park for this yard.

After I informed them I went inside, since it was getting late already. They sent their little daughters to bring them.
I ate and prepared my bed, since there is light. Joy dey, I slept off with light oh. I no know wetin enter PHCN head them collect the light for 00:00hours when calabar man and woman get the next room close to mine, the young couples are very strange.

They will leave house before the sun appear in the sky and return late in the night, and keep us awake if there is no light.

Voice: *moaning* scatter me like trailer, assshh! Aaahh!!

Soundtrack: gbbuuuuuuu! Gbbbboooo!!!

Voice2: aaahh! Aaaahhhhh! You too sweeet!!!

Voice1: asshhh! Hammer me like bulldozer.

Soundtrack: tuuuuuoooo! Tuuuooo! Like millions of soldiers marching.

Voice: *shouting* na only ona dey this yard!!

TBC....

Continue abeg

Nice story OP... Carry go jejely...

Ops, are you the one posting my story KINGS book 3 on a Facebook group?

Silver1996:
Ops, are you the one posting my story KINGS book 3 on a Facebook group?

Sir, if this question is directed to me than my answer is NO NOT ME_ i didn't study literature in school but i know using someone material without acknowledging the person is a crime... I luv u stories

Lakesc:

Sir, if this question is directed to me than my answer is NO NOT ME_ i didn't study literature in school but i know using someone material without acknowledging the person is a crime... I luv u stories

He meant Elvictor, I also saw the story on the group he's posting on, he even changed the title to blood on the throne

purity23:
He meant Elvictor, I also saw the story on the group he's posting on, he even changed the title to blood on the throne

thank you i appreciate, i saw the comment (or question) after mine and i was like is he directing it toward me... Thanks for clarifying. (yes i may have skip d elvictor part b4 writting my comment_seen it now). I'm kind of new here, still learning how NL works....

[color=#006600][/color]Nice one Op.... ride on I gat your back...

Silver.... am sorry, for few days... my mail is faulty...could not reach to you

i didn't claim the authorship in anyways.... i have stopped posting it in the group 'cause of low likes... is just a new group and i didn't claim the authorship... i repeat...

i don't write such stories...

you never banned anyone from reposting your stories, am sincerely sorry

OGA LANDLORD 21+

Subtitle: F*ck Fakers.

-Episode 3

Voice1: mbong! Mbong! Em dey sweet me, em dey sweet.

Voice2: Akpan, ahkpan, no c*m! No c*m.

Voice: abassiiii ooohh! Aaaahhhh.

Voices: nepa!!

Come see shout na, I rushed immediately and on my speaker before konji will finish me.
I re-arranged my bedsheet and laid on my foam, the moment I lifted my duvet up they took light.

Voices: mad oh! Calabar no start oh, make we run for ona?

They were talking as if it is daybreak, I checked time and it is 1am into the next day morning.
Thankfully, the Calabar couples slept off after they completed their rounds for the night.
I was catching a good sleep when another big mouthed mad man started, his name is Tony.

He always claim to be a multi-purpose contractor and yet no nice technology and classy furnishing in his room started his own madness around 3am.
We dragged each other to places before he paid my house rent, I nodey use money play oh.

Tony: hello, am I speaking with manager of Total company..... Oh, yes. Is me engineer Tony..... I called to confirm if you have sent the 300billion naira

Voice: Tony, Tony, we know say you poor oh, why you dey call criminals come this yard, when you no get shi shi to give them.

I used pillow to press on my ear, their voices was very loud as if they are using speaker.

Tony: aah! Mr. Badmus, julius himself.... No, we will soon start work on the road..... Ahh, i am just waiting for the transfer of the proposed 100million dollars.

Voices: Tony, sleep na! You dey call something wey go fit kill us all!! Even if you use your mama and papa, combine your destiny that kind money nofit come out!!!

With time the noise died down and we were able to sleep a little till my christian radical tenant lady started her own wahala,
She came out of the verandah walking around praying.
We nicknamed her Choima Jesus 'cause we always pray for light never to come on Sundays morning because that is the day, we will never hear ourselves in the yard.

Choima Da Jesus: I heard the cry of cats and dreamt of witches trying to drink innocent blood of your children, my blood will be too bitter for them. Is it mama Jayjay that is the white cat or mama Chinonso is the white, I don't want to know. Holy- ! Ghost - ! Fire - !!!

Mama Chinonso: ehhnn...make ona help me beg this woman oh, I nodey fly with Jedijedi yoruba women.

Mama Adenike: hope say no be me ona dey mention name o, you no hear am why I go shut up Papa Adenike.

Their voice are well trained that everyone in the yard will hear them even when they are talking from their locked room, PHCN rescued us. That is how I finally slept off by 5am, around 6am someone knocked on my door.

Me: em no too early, to wake person, who be that?

Voice: na me, Sampson youngest landlord, you get pepper? I wan use am arrest small pepper soup.

Me: the sp*rm wey dey your brain dey play base ball or wetin? I write come buy pepper for my door?

TBC.

Silver1996:
Ops, are you the one posting my story KINGS book 3 on a Facebook group?

yes, sorry .... i have deleted every trace of it

Thanks for d update op...

Op I have always love and follow all of your stories.... you are doing well...

Elvictor:


yes, sorry .... i have deleted every trace of it

No problem bro but please next time, try and inform me first

Silver1996:
No problem bro but please next time, try and inform me first

I will surely do that, sir.

OGA LANDLORD 21+


Subtitle: F*ck Fakers.


-Episode 4.



Voice: no vex na, abeg just help a brother. Stores never open.

Me: go knock for madam cash door na, her house no be her shop?

Voice: her pepper nodey sweet.

Me: you no know wetin you dey fine.

I got up from the bed, I knew he will never leave that door until I give him the pepper he needed.
I opened the door and saw Sampson smiling like olympic gorilla with his burnt teeth.
I went inside my kitchen and took four spoons of pepper and put it inside waterproof, then gave it to him.

Sampson: youngest landlord, you too much. You be baba.

Me: that one don do you bah?

Sampson: *he start scratching his head* I nodey like dry pepper oh, abeg help me with fresh pepper, biko youngest landlord!

Me: you wan collect your rent back or wetin?

Sampson: no, I dey craze. Na pepper I need no be rent.

I discharged Sampson after I give him the fresh pepper, I made tea for myself and entered my bathroom. Took my bath with the shower and dressed up.
Got myself together and headed to the shop.

I saw four children of the yard running towards me shouting seriously, they were running as if they were escaping death.

Voices: mommy! Run oh!!

Me: why ona dey run?

I asked them from afar, they didn't say a word and ran pass me. Nothing was after them from were I was standing I didn't see anything chasing them. I quickly ran inside the yard with them, I entered my room and bolted the door.
After sometime I overheard them laughing, I came out of my room and saw them playing little ball in the hallway.

Me: Junior, why ona dey run that time?

Voices: April fool! Tell your teacher you are a mugu!!!

I immediately bent down and picked up a slipper, before I even swung my arm to aim them the slipper. They already flee from the verandah like birds on a tree.
I no blame them, public yard children.

I decided not to trek again to brief the tp money, before another mumu go come use me play. I took bike directly to my shop and saw Emeka my boy, Chidimma whose aunt has a restaurant beside my shop sitting on Emeka's laps.
Wonderple! She got up immediately she saw me and Emeka also stood up, his er*cted d*ck was wrestling with his trouser.

Me: Emeka, you no wear boxer.

Emeka: ina ehn... Ego boxer two fifty. Two fifty.


TBC...

Nice story OP.

Enjoy more love and romance stories on https://youngicee.com/romance-stories

D Tori dan end..??

Youngest landlord hw fa de story na?

Your website get issues

Elvictor, this ur story they make brain o. Don't be MIA 4 long biko. comman kwantinue.

GOOD

OGA LANDLORD 21+


Subtitle: F*ck Fakers


-Episode 5




Chidimma disappeared when she sighted her madam, the owner of the shop. The woman just fat anyhow and dey carry mama dash me boys dey hold body, she was putting on overloaded make-up that made her looked like newly painted ngwungwu masquerade.
Emeka chuckled as the woman alighted from her car. I dey suspect the smile I wouldn't be surprised that Emeka has already knack the woman 'cause for her love for fresh young guys like us, she be wan give me her puna. I come remember thou shall not live by bread alone, I will not tell you what happened again sha...

Madam fatty: ona good morning oh, how ona dey? *with bass*

Me: welcome, good morning oh.

Madam fatty: Emeka, how you dey my boy, you don eat? *I hear you, Emeka mother*

Emeka: *smiling happily* I never eat oh.

Madam fatty: come my shop when you don ready to eat *na me ona wan deceive, ona wan knack for this kind early mor mor*

She went inside her shop lazily and I turned to Emeka facing him squarely, this carol white boy go just put em sef for big wahala.

Me: you and Chidimma dey use condom? *he look at me like someone who has not heard of condom or his usage in his life* iffa slap you back hand, you no go recover from amnesia.

Emeka: ina ehn... Ego condom fifty naira, ngwanu waterproof as safety caution.

Me: waterproof safety caution, Emeka no give person daughter belle oh, don't say I didn't tell you.

I went inside my mini supermarket, Emeka stood at the door as the security man to usher people into it. Is just clothes and few selected marketable groceries, you can patronize us oh!
I met Olamide looking absent-mindedly at Oluchi's b*ttocks as she went about arranging our stocks on the shelves.

Me: Olamide!

Olamide: yes! aunty, uncle, sir, madam, oga, good afternoon sir.

Me: ona for me? *beads of sweats forming on his fore-head, this one dey soapy or wetin?*

Olamide: am sorry sir, oga good morning.

Me: hmmm... Your salary go minuce oh, if I record any loss.

I warned him and entered inside my office, my sales boys and girls are good people when it comes to money, them know say I nodey use money play. Am strictly business man, money suppose become my middle name. Like this Enuka Money Victor, am present sir.
I just dey receive better air when beautiful Delilah entered my office, a stranger very beautiful.

Her smile was disarming and her eyes are charming, her bo*bs enchanting and her waist enticing. Her face captivating and her beauty breathtaking, how can one person fine like this?
She offered pleasantries before she took her seat, I just dey nod head and shake my head. I no even dey hear wetin she dey talk, as I dey stare absent-mindedly at her v neck showing her cleavage partly until she mention money, not just money. Millions of naira.

Me: I overheard millions of naira, abeg talk am again.

Fine lady: where is your mind? Okay, I want you to station some of my collection worth millions of naira, don't worry about the buyer, you have 20% of the sales.

Me: there is no problem, there is a big space for you to showcase your stock, you fine oh.

Fine lady: thank you, do you want to f*ck me or want me as your girlfriend? *my mind fly first* I love guys that are straight.

Me: both.

Fine lady: okay, we shall see about it.

She took her handbag and left, let it not be that my libido have made me lose such amount of money oh. My body was on fire, I locked my office and hurried to my house.
From were okadaman dropped me, I heard loud music.
Who dey mad again na for this yard?
I entered the yard and what I saw shocked me.


TBC..

OGA LANDLORD 21+



Subtitle: F*ck Fakers.


-Episode 6


Ngwanu come see bumbum scatter everywhere, girls lined up facing their b*ttocks towards the yard entrance.
I was shocked, I saw Nkechi and her friends about four with her twerking their yansh with their school uniforms.

Papa Michael was reading newspaper but actually he wasn't at all, his face was on the newspaper but his eyes was glued to those twerking. They all stood at the kitchen space twerking, see the way their bumbum was shaking underneath the pinafore. Fear catch me, Jojo came out of the room with his shirt hung on his shoulder.

Jojo: wonderful, come see yansh ehhnn *he start whistling*

Me: nothing wey person no go see for this yard.

I was wondering were everyone went, the yard was empty as most of the crazy folks are no were at sight. The yard would have turned to party hall, the moment one corner took over the playing song. Their twerking went crazy, papa Michael didn't know when the newspaper in his hands drop off and he stood dumfounded, his mouth agape as flies from nowhere entered his mouth.

Papa Michael: tufiaa! Tufiaa!! *he start spitting everywhere*

It was just me and Jojo with Papa Michael was present viewing this mid-day shock, there is one deeper life man that lived in my compound. Ade, he opened the door and stepped out of his room, immediately he saw the girls.

Ade: the Devil is a liar, daughters of Jezebel.

He declared after moving his face away, he strode on the pavement trying to walk away.
You no fit deceive Jesus na, before we look.

Ade: my head, my head o! *he start screaming*

I looked at him, he covered his forehead with palm but he was bleeding profusely.

Jojo: choi! Even father Jesus nofit resist temptation.

Anderson rushed out of the rest-rooms pavement with just boxer, he went straight to the mp3 speaker and switched it off.

Anderson: ona dey here dey twerk, Rufus and em fifteen sons don full suck away, as I dey like this na bush I dey go shit.

Suddenly the children of the yard came back from school, come see noise na.
I went inside because there was fire burning inside me, konji wan finish me. I rushed inside my room and placed a call to Cynthia, that girl toto too sweet. She dey owe me rent, so I dey collect am from her toto till she pay for her rent.

Me: Cynthia fire dey for mountain, rush down to my house. I repeat over, over. Do you copy?

Cynthia: copied, soldier. But I no be water oh, go fine water quench the fire, frequency disrupt.

Me: this is konji reporting, toto do you copy?

Cynthia: repeat soldier, toto nodey available.

Me: you dey use me play, your things go appear outside oh.

Cynthia: you sabi pala oh, I dey for period no vex.

Me: I no want sex again, come give me bl*wjob. Or the blood dey come out from your mouth too?

Cynthia: my belle dey pain me oh, I nofit waka commot from here.

Me: no use me play oh, the kind konji wey dey hold me here fit rape goat. I know when your period dey start and end, na two weeks from now.

Cynthia: oga periodic table, I don hear you. I dey come.

I ended the call and pulled of my long sleeves and trouser, my d*ck was just standing in my boxer without any sign of calming down.
I don't know why hot afternoon Nigeria sun dey shine with konji, I waited five minutes and Cynthia didn't appear. I decided to check if she is actually in the yard, maybe she want it in her room.
I raised my boxer band and trapped my d*ck with it, I wore my singlet and came out of my room.

Immediately, I came out of the yard wide compound. Papa Michael rushed towards Papa Jayjay generator set that was facing directly to his door vomiting carbon-iv-oxide, the popular 'I pass my neighbour' and switched it off. Papa Jayjay rushed out of his room.

Papa jayjay: who is that castrated frustrated nuisance bombarded with envisaged poverty mentality that evaporated from insanity and condensed beside my generator set?

Papa Michael: *he start crying* you dey claim say you sabi grammar, I go show you say I go school too. I dey come, no run oh.

Papa Michael entered his room.

TBC..

OGA LANDLORD 21+


Subtitle: F*ck Fakers.


-Episode 7




Papa Michael went inside his house and I hurried to Cynthia door and find it locked, this babe nodey house sef. See f*ck up, konji go finish person pikin.
I returned back to see Papa Jayjay hands folded under the sun waiting for papa Michael, this people no get work at all.

I climbed the long hallway that has my doors and other tenants rooms with that of papa Michael.

Papa Michael: see this woman, why you go give me just two pieces of meat. You no know say I be the head of this family, if I vex now cut the head who go lead the family, you don see anything without head survive? *shouting*

Mama Michael: I be tail of the family, you no deserve even half-piece of meat, when last you buy meat for house. Papa Michael?

This man dey em house dey fight for meat while papa Jayjay dey under hot sun dey wait for am, I entered my room and had my shower anticipating for Cynthia arrival. I tried her line twice but it was switched off, so I couldn't get through to her.
I laid on my bed and slept off after the cold shower, the konji melo down.

I was just sleeping oh, until I heard two smokers voice from my window. Of all the space to discuss their madness is my window they saw, I recognized the voice to belong to Donald and his misfortune friend China as he called himself.

China: bad man, why you dey read na? I think say we go live by the game and die for the game.

Donald: who and you wan die? See I dey read for jamb no disturb me. I wan score five hundred.

China: two of us know say your score go be indomie money, we no get future.

Donald: devil is a liar, I get future. I wan be politician but now I be jambite.

China: I wan become criminal but now I be armed robber, I don even pass my future sef. I dey my destiny.

Donald: you don see am, na why I wan become politician. I godey use you win election then later come jack all the money, maybe I go send sars or police make them go carry you go prison or kirikiri make you cool your brain there.

China: your father left yansh, I don go oh. Meet me for plantation when your head clear.

After sometime I didn't hear their voices again, it was towards evening when a soft knock landed on my door. I rushed and opened the door to see Cynthia looking sweet and hot.

Cynthia: youngest landlord, how far na?

Me: you no try oh, since that time wey I call you. Na now you dey come?

Cynthia: no vex na, see I get wetin sweet pass s*x for my handbag here, i wan pay my rent.

Only wetin she talk make me c*m, i opened the door wide for her to come in. I rushed go carry pen and my invoice booklet.

Me: you know say na three months you dey owe, wey the money?

Cynthia: na wa for you oh! You no even commot one month, all the knacking nkor?

Me: the knacking na for the grace to stay, bring the money na. Money wey dey delay nodey sweet.

She counted the money and gave to me, I wrote her invoice and issued it to her. My d*ck was already hard in my boxer, I went inside bathroom and wore condom.
I usually hide them in a green basket hung on the wall with nail, i picked out one and tore off the seal. Wore it on my semi er-ct d*ck and came out of the bathroom to see Cynthia holding her pink p*nt.

Kpooooor! Kpoooor!!

Me: who be that na?!

Voice: na me executive caretaker a.k.a Anderson. We get meeting for yard, we dey wait for you.

Me: I dey come, make ona wait.

I grabbed Cynthia's waist and our lips clicked, she wore a mini pink gown. I pulled down my boxer to my kneel, and she rolled up her gown to her waist. She wore a waist beads and always make me go insane, I pushed her to the bed and she spread her both legs.

The height of my bed stop around my waist region, I just hold her both legs and positioned myself to enter her w*t p*ssy.

Gboooor! Gbooooor!! Gboooooooor!!! The knocking refused to stop this time around.

Me: who be that psychiatric patient na?

Voice: na me caretaker Anderson, time na money. Them say make you show for the meeting.

Me: I dey come... Two minutes.



TBC...

OGA LANDLORD 21+



Subtitle: F*ck Fakers.



-Episode 8



Anderson: okay, my go tell them... Shey na two minutes?

Me: ehnn.. Two minutes.

I grabbed my h*rd d*ck and tapped twice on her cl*t, she grabbed the bedsheet and wiggled gasping for breathe as her skin beamed with sweats.
I come ready to enter, the knocking this time around come with four hands.

Gboooor! Gbooooor!! Gbooooooooooor!!!

Me: na who be that person wey wan mad but no know where to go demonstrate am? *I shout with frustration*

Voices: youngest landlord, na we. Your tenants, we want make you show outside. Time nodey.

Me: I dey come. Just ten seconds.

These idiots will not allow someone to c*m in peace, Cynthia was even getting tired of the whole thing. She no even w*t again, another wahala to make her w*t so that I go browse her puna.
I just spit on my palm and was about to rubbed it on her puna when the knocking this time became more aggressive.

Voices: youngest landlord ten seconds don pass oh, this one you no wan come out. Hope all is well?

Me: how all go well *when ona no gree make I do in peace?*

Cynthia: leave this war, later we go do.

Voices: youngest landlord, you shit for knicker, this one you never still come out?!

I pulled up my boxer and wore my shirt, then wore a short that stopped just at my kneel. Cynthia took her p*nt and put on, she raised her short gown down and adjusted herself.
I came out and saw Solomon with Anderson standing just at my doorpost, I left the door open and walked to the main yard so that Cynthia will come out.
Anderson and Solomon are brothers, I picked Anderson as caretaker and his brother Solomon is assistant caretaker ordained by Anderson.

Solomon: I never dey see Cynthia oh, or she no follow us full the suck away.

Anderson: she still dey serve Nigeria our country, very soon we go see am for community.

I came out of the yard and saw all the men of the yard well sitted at the spacious compound, every room was represented by the one who rented the room and most of it is male. But only one woman whose husband wasn't around, a police man's wife. Three ladies were also there apart from Cynthia who later showed up after I settled in my executive chair to discuss the next step we should take as occupants of the yard.

Benches were well lined up at both sides, the moment everyone was present especially Akpan who ran into the meeting before we started. If you come late, you will be fined and nobody wan pay that money stingy people.
Anderson stood up to open the meeting.

Anderson: ladies and gentle men, mamas and papas, aunties and sisters, huncles and brothers. Mommies and daddies, you are all welcome. The matter wey dey ground be say, Rufus and his fifteen sons with the two trailer he married don full our suckaway, thank you.

Rufus quickly raised his hand up and I permitted him to speak.

Rufus: make ona help me warn Anderson, all my children nodey yard here. Na only me and my two daughters, with my two wives dey yard. The person wey full that suckaway na Adamu, who fit talk how many mats dey em room?

Adamu quickly raised his hand up and I permitted him to speak.

Adamu: me I put me for troufle ko, me no know how many I dey am for house. No be just Aisha and Isha, me no marry am for too many wives.

He sat and papa Jayjay raised his hand up.

Me: abeg, papa Jayjay nobody wan buy panadol for here *I clear my throat* everybody go pay five hundred naira so that we go bring the people wey go suck those thing ona full suckaway.

My phone started ringing and I excused myself, it was Olamide who was calling.

Me: wetin happen? Hope say money no lose or armed robbers come shop? You don put the money for safe box?

Olamide: oga good evening oh, your money dey safe oga *I then calm down* ehnn... That lady don bring the goods come oh, them don start to put am inside shop.

Me: she dey there? Tell am say I dey come.

Olamide: she nodey o, you no need to come everything is under control.

Me: pepper enter your sense? Which day you turn remote. See, make nothing miss there or you go pay oh.

I ended call and met Anderson addressing everyone.

Anderson: ona don hear wetin youngest landlord yarn? Make everybody pay five hundred naira. But make ona wait oh, I think say Tony get one hundred million us dollars? Tony do something na.

Everyone started laughing and talking.

Tony: wetin be the meaning of that talk Anderson? You wan insult engineer of my pedigree? So, because of say I get money make I use am remedy poverty for your life or wetin?

Naso the meeting scatter, I just left them and hurried to shop.
I didn't know how the stupid okada man did it oh! He parked me in the wrong direction, across the road back of my shop. And I didn't have any way to get into my shop except I turn round or pass through back of aunty Chidimma's restaurant. I entered the small gate and walked into the kitchen were plates were on the floor. Someone was washing but it seem like she left before I could get there, na so this people dey behind the scene.
There is a small house by the corner, where the owner of the shop usually chillax.
Madam Fatty corner be that....

Voice: haaaarrrddddeer!! Faaaaasssstttteerrrr! Emeka oh!!!

Me: wetin dey roar like this? which day this woman buy lion na?

My legs wan pass oh! My eyes wan see, I waka go the window peep. Come see improper fraction.

TBC...

Thanks for the update. One thing I like about your story is that it truly represent the environment 80% of us grew up from. Keep it up

Ah! Oga lanlord, twale baba. Thanks for the updates... I laugh sotey my throat con dey pain me.
Thanks boss, looking forward for more!