Aisha stayed in a four bedroom apartment that she shared with her friends. Outside the apartment, the smell of Marijuana was competing with oxygen. Music of MoHITS, the rave of the moment was blasting with gyration.
Cuz I want to dance with you pere…..
Omo ma lo rope mo kere...
If your boyfriend come mi ma mere….
Abayomi and Chukwudi saw people that knew them outside, so they left us to our whims. Like decent people that girls were and men will never be, we looked for Aisha to tell her happy birthday. Girls were already grinding their male counterparts to the sweet voice of Wande Cole. I finally sighted Aisha..
Aisha: babes howfar, you guys made it..
We went for a hug. She was wearing what we called a micro-mini . her boyfriend, a student of Uni-LAG that spent most of his time in Ago..was hanging around her like a fly to shit. As food was one of my Forte, I left Toun and Aisha to continue with their small talks, whilke I went to look for edibles. I saw a tray of fried chiken in her kitchen . I picked a piece and wanted to munch it when I saw his familiar sweet face. He was sitting with a group of people arguing about Atiku's chances in the election as a candidate for ACN. He must have seen me because he stood up abruptly and walked up to me.
Timi: you are looking hot
Me: you are not looking bad yourself..
He handed me a cup of ponch. If it were another guy, I would have rejected it, but it was Timi..my Timi.
Timi: where is Toun and Abayomi?
Me: Toun is with Aisha, Abayomi is with Chukwudi..
Timi: you are with me
The fine boy was flirting with me..
Me: yes I am with you
Timi: come let's dance..
He led me to the dancing area, the Dj changed the song to P-square's "Do Me". Timi didn't waste time in spinning me around so that my shaking bum was against his jerking waist. His right hand was on my waist, ..he leaned to my ears and spoke:
Timi: are you seeing anyone?
Me: no…why?
Timi: I want you back, nkem
Me: like that?, I must look cheap.
Believe me, what my mouth was saying and what my waist was doing was different. I liked this boy too much.
Timi: no boo, I am crazy about you…I know you like me too..
Proud idiot..
Me: yes I like you, but I must know what happened the first time. Why you left me. I begged you like a slave, I almost ran mad. You didn't blink. What did I do to you Timileyin?
I turned and faced him, looked at him and I swear I saw pain. My hand went around his shoulder as we danced along. That was when I saw the dark figure sitting down. If what I saw in Timi's eyes was pain, what I saw in the dark figure's eyes was unreadable.
Jafar's eyes were blank as Timi held my waist to " Lori le o di Gobe".