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Forced to Lick Her Shoes for Love / Chapter 12: Street Sense
Forced to Lick Her Shoes for Love

Forced to Lick Her Shoes for Love

Author: Corey Thomas


Chapter 12: Street Sense

Sewa look me with cold face, no talk as the main guy dey sack me, no stop me from talking.

Her eye dey red small, but she bone face like strong woman wey dem dey see for African Magic.

But system no dey calm.

E dey buzz like generator wey no wan stop.

[Wetin you dey do? Na your rival be this—why you dey smile give am?]

[You really wan leave madam?]

System dey reason say na love I suppose dey fight for. But my own na survival.

"Shola."

Sewa call my name, dey look me like say she dey reason something.

Her voice soft small, but she no smile. For my mind, I dey reason, she fit get small feelings for me?

"Shut up."

Na system put this line, but Sewa still dey look me, like she dey confirm something.

She dey suspect something. For Lagos, woman get eye like eagle.

I don follow system talk—e no go shock me again?

I just dey wait. If e come, na to endure.

This madam, I don tire to dey lick her shoe.

Life no be all about suffering. I need small peace.

Abeg, make I just be ordinary guy wey like money and enjoyment.

If na money dey my front, why I go chase shadow? I dey reason, e better pass wahala.

Divorce madam, collect money, disappear from wahala.

I go buy land for my village, build small house, relax. Na so enjoyment dey start.

As I think am, I just signal the main guy. He look me bad, waka go front.

Inside empty office, I no waste time: "Omo, Sewa and me don marry since."

Na so I drop am like bomb. Make e shock am well.

Main guy face change, hand dey shake: "You dey mad?"

His voice crack. For his mind, na impossible.

I quickly change topic.

"Guy, you don finally come back. She don dey miss you like mad."

"Na because you travel abroad she marry me. I just dey stand in, dem dey pay me every month."

"I dey live ground floor, she dey up—sometimes, we no even talk for one week."

I no fit let am vex pass necessary. Na to make am calm down.

……

As he hear am, the main guy vex reduce well: "So na just actor she hire?"

He eye dey clear. Na so street dey work.

I nod like lizard: "Yes na, she just wan use me vex you. No worry, since, she never get any other man."

I dey try convince am, make my own safe.

Main guy face relax, add me for WhatsApp, send one million sharp, say make I dey update am.

Omo, alert land! For this country, money dey solve wahala. I smile, nod head.

As I dey look the alert, system come show to insult me.

System no dey happy. But me, I dey jolly.

[You too like money! You no get pride? You really wan give out madam?]

Pride no dey cook food. Na money dey ginger man.

After main guy commot, I just bone, no answer system.

I dey reason next step. Enjoyment dey call.

I no wan be anybody second choice.

For Lagos, person wey dey do second best dey suffer. I want chop life, no dey beg for love.

As for woman, dem plenty for road.

As I dey waka for street, babes dey hail, dey smile. Life go on.

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