Her mum was always on her neck to go find a man and bring him home so that they can endorse and perform a marriage rite for her (say wetin happen? 22yrs? Abegi). She never really liked her mum because she nags too much; her dad was her best friend and companion. She won’t do a thing or go anywhere without informing her dad first. Such a bond

Because of her frequent visit to Nigeria during her schooling days, Deola was able to understand her mother’s tongue so fluently that one would thought she grew up in 9ja
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She speaks the language anytime she wanna talk to her dad or call her mum, if need be. She is just down to earth and simple
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The western life has shaped her philosophy so much that I envy her simplicity and honesty. She is just a wonderful woman: sweet, simple, saucy
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Enough of the advert on Deola abeg. More about her later on
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Cynthia called me as she promised, as early as 5am. She asked about my health and I told her everything is going as it should. She promised to call back around 3 in the afternoon. A little here a little there and the call was over. I went back to sleep and got up around 8am. Well, my phone actually woke me up. Ini was calling
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Ini: Good morning Oga Femi
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Me: Hey you. Morning
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Ini: Did I wake you?
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Me: Sure you did. How are you?
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Ini: I’m fine sir. And how are you too?
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Me: I’m good. Are you at shop already?
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Ini: Yes sir. I resume 8am
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Me: Ok. That’s cool. I hope you haven’t forgotten our deal?
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Ini: No sir. In fact, that’s why I called. Can I come and collect the money for the soup before my madam arrives?
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Me: Sure you can. Thanks
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Ini: Ok. I’ll be there soon.
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Call ended
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I got up from bed pretty fast, brushed my teeth cos I don’t want my breath smelling awful. I counted 5k from my wallet and left for the sitting room
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She arrived as promised with a knock on the door. This time, I did not even bother to ask who it was. I just opened the door and there she was, smelling good, looking radiant and sparkling
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A reminiscent of what had happened yesterday flashed my mind. I opened up my arms again, and this,like she had been expecting me to do that, rushed into it again
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TO BE CONT

LIFE 4 9JA