MY LIFE AT THIRTY : Episode 11 – 20

MY LIFE AT THIRTY
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? EPISODE 13 ?

By Princess ?

I already opened my personal savings account after a week and send the account number
home to my parent. Ezekiel came back as expected and it was just 3 of us at the BQ
with only Esther in the 3 bedroom flat as other
flat mate had gone home.
Our landlady was not around has they all went to Abuja for holiday with their dad.
Ismaeel brought the TV and DVD home barely a week after i gave him the money and all i
could say was that the price he gave the guy was actually worth it. I never prepared for a
luxury life style but its as if i want to start
living one going forward. Our room is almost set more than an average student because
hardly will you see students with deck, DVD and TV in their room, we now had a phone too
which is also a plus to us.
My coaching class was going on as usual and my dedication to MSSN activities was intact, i
barely have time to even watch TV at home self but Ismaeel is always glued to the TV
anytime there was light. He doesn’t need to
bother too much about finances as he has so many source of income. He was the last born
in the family of five.
His two elder sister and a brother had started
working and they do supplement whatever his parent give him at regular interval.

It was a big surprise when Ezekiel came back to the hostel with a Mistubishi Gallant, he told us its one of his dad’s car and he gave it to him as a gift to aid his movement in school.
Ezekiel is definitely a big boy now, he washed the car for us with Gold Spot for those of us
around in the hostel when he brought some of his friends to the house to celebrate with him.
We noticed that Esther later turn Ezekiel’s house to her abode, she is always there most
times, i couldn’t blame her though, hostel was a bit boring at that moment, am not close to
any one as its only Ismaeel that do greet talk to them at length like that. Ezekiel used to on
generator most times in the night as NEPA hardly give us light, it got to a stage i asked
Ismaeel what was the essence of having all the Electronics in the room without electricity.
Esther was always constant in his room every night either to watch film or charge her
phone, i do drop my phone in his place once in a while too. I fact i don’t even know if she had turn him into her driver as i always see her in his car too, i believe she was just enjoying for the fact that Titi was not around and her flat mate would have been carrying rumour up and
down in the hostel. I just don’t want any fight to happen again.
I don’t know why i always barge into people at the wrong time, it was almost a week on
resumption that i came home around 8pm from the coaching centre. House was so dry
that i don’t even know if our landlady was around or not. Ismaeel already told me he will
not be coming home that night as he had some things to catch up with in Sango area, he said he was doing some stuff for some
Kwara Poly student even though i don’t know who they are.

I got home and it was only Ezekiel generator that was on which was a sign that he was
home, at least am sure somebody was around in the compound. I had a flat battery that
particular night and i was suppose to make an urgent call so i decided to take my phone to
Ezekiel’s room, instead of passing through the entrance door, i decided to go through the kitchen. I could hear the volume of TV which shows that he was watching film, i knocked on
the door twice and didn’t get any response, i knocked again and i heard a sound like Yes…
Yes…yes continuously for like 3 times, i thought that was an affirmative for me to
come in so i opened the door an Alas what i saw was Esther on Ezekiel’s reading table
totally unclad (without bra nor p@nt at all), Ezekiel was also Unclad totally with his leg in
between her tight, the yes..yes..yes..i heard
was actually sigh of enjoyment and ecstasy from Esther which i thought was a go ahead
for me to come in.
I immediately shouted “subhanallahi”
“Subhanallahi”, stood still at that particular moment and didn’t even know what to do
again, i quickly rushed out of the room, took my tesbih (Rosary) and started reciting
“astagfrillahi” (Allah forgive me)..I had to stay extra minutes on my 8p prayer for extra
prayers seeking forgiveness.

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