As I approached the house I heard footsteps behind me. I was scared…
Voice: who goes there?
I kept walking, forgetting how heavy the bags were, I walked faster..
Voice: stop, you they crase!
I had to stop at that point, the voice wasn't joking. In no time, two guys were infront of me, they shone a light on my face that temporarily blinded me…
Guy (Voice): Oh madam! Na you…you for talk na…
I looked at the guy talking, he was light skinned in complexion, he wore a black over-all , the other guy with him wore the same, but he was dark in complexion. I didn't know them.
Me: I am going to the house.
I pointed to Jafar's crib.
They insisted in helping me carry a bag each, I noticed that they quicky put something around their waste…guns
I thanked them after we got to the front of the house, they dropped the bags and disappeared into the night..I knocked for about 3 minutes with no response..
Me: Hellooooooo!..
The curtain beside the door, shifted abit…I couldn't make out the face but it peeked at me. The door opened, as I entered, I was surrounded by about twelve guys, they were all trying to hide their guys…I saw it..
It occurred to me that my knocking must have alerted them of an intruder…the smell of cigarette and marijuana was faintly hidden. Uche was standing at the corner, his pump-action was too large to hide, he gave up and placed it on the snooker table…
Uche : welcome..wetin you buy come for us?
Me: myself…
I realized the statement looked awkward, especially with the way I was dressed…some of the guys tried to hide their smiles with a cough or two…I was slightly embarrassed..
Uche: Jafar dey him room..
And with that, they turned their back on me and started saying things I didn't bother to comprehend…
I knocked on Jafar's door…
Jafar : come in!..
As I entered the room, I didn't see anybody…until I felt a cold metal on my cheek..
I turned in the metal holder's direction..
Jafar : Tana…what are you doing here?
Me: nothing…I just came to say "hi"
He laughed as he lowered his gun….i had missed his laugh..
Jafar : Seriously, isn't it too late?
Me: oya, lemme go back to where I am coming from..
I acted like I wanted to walk out of the room, he didn't move an inch..
Me: you won't call me back?
Jafar: your bags are still here..
That was true, I looked at him, frowned my face and pouted.
Jafar: its dangerous out there…I am not impressed..
Me: I am sorry, I couldn't stay with Timi..
He led me to the bed, we sat…
Jafar: are you okay though?
Me: yes I am…
Jafar: we will talk later, the guys and I have to go out now?
Me: Ahn ahn…this late?
Jafar: yes…I will see you later…
Me: later when?
Jafar: we should be back before sunrise…
Me: where are you going to?
The look he gave me told me I had just asked a stupid question..
Jafar: when I get back we will talk..
Me: ok..
Jafar: You would have to stay here, Uche stays in the room you and Toun vacated..
I frowned my face like I didn't plan to stay in his room..
Me: ok..
He changed his clothes into a darker one, and in no time, the house was relatively empty…
I said a silent prayer, that whatever he was going to do, wherever he was going, God should bring him back in one piece. I tried Timi's number one more time, he didn't pick my call..i fell ontop of his bed and slept....