Chapter 7: Beer Truths and Groundnut Wisdom

As we dey drink, I act like person wey dey down, explain say the message I send before na for my ex.

I sigh, dey look bottle like person wey get problem. "Omo, na woman wahala dey do me." E quick pity me, dey nod.

Then I ask, "Bro, how you see am? I really no fit forget."

He laugh, "Bro, I understand. Na normal thing for man. But you don marry, get children, just make sure your wife no catch you."

E still dey yarn as if e be expert. He talk like person wey don see road for this kind game.

I ask, "Tell me true, if na you, wetin you go do?"

After like five, six bottles, the beer don touch am, he begin open mouth.

You know say na for alcohol truth dey fly. As him eyes don red, gist don dey sweet.

He talk, "Bro, to tell you true, I don enter this kind wahala before."

As he open up, I just dey nod, dey form like say I no know wetin dey sup. Na so confession dey come out.

He begin pour everything.

He say he get fiancée, but for class reunion he see their class beauty—now she don fine pass before, he no fit resist. After reunion, two of them go hotel near there.

Omo, na so e be. That same hotel way na my babe dey book whenever she travel. Everything connect.

As I dey hear am, my belle dey turn, but I keep face straight, make he talk.

I just dey press table, dey look TV. For my mind, na wahala full everywhere.

He say he dey feel guilty for his fiancée, but the class beauty no wan leave am, dey disturb am to come out. Last last, he lie give his fiancée say he get work trip, travel go outside town with class beauty for two days. Now she don hook, dey beg am make he leave his fiancée, but he no really want.

I dey imagine my babe dey beg this guy for attention. My pride dey pain me, but I still dey listen.

I ask, "Why you no just face the class beauty fully?"

He talk, "Bro, na side chick be like groundnut—e sweet to lick, but na rice dey hold belle."

When he talk am, I burst small laugh. Na true—groundnut sweet, but no fit cure hunger. But this one na another person groundnut o.

To be honest, he no lie.

As I hear am, I reason say, all these small small flex, na side dish. The main meal, na house.

But your wahala be say, na another person groundnut you dey chop.

For my mind, na only God know how many groundnut dem dey share for this town. Men no dey fear karma.