บท 70: Unveiling His Mystery
”Okay. Then, after a great deal of reflection and deliberation, Gideon made up his mind. "Gideon was aware that he was in a difficult situation from which there was no escape for him." Justin continues."
It was not the Kenyan language he spoke, but rather Hausa language.
Johndrille's frown made it appear as though his face was about to completely condense.
There was complete silence. Then Justin said again. 'cewa nayi barka da yamma (I said good evening)." Then Johndrille turned his head toward him while simultaneously forming a wolfish grin on his face.
"Asha kaima qarya kayi masu? (You lied to them as well, didn't you?) Ya kake, kamar kai bakatsine neko? (Hello there, how are you doing? Are you originally from the Katsina region?
Mercy suddenly busted out laughing...
It turns out that the other guy was also from Nigeria! Savage.” "Alright, it looks like I should get going. I've had my fill of window shopping today. Justin said and smiled, looking at Petra.
"I will call you soon." "How did you obtain my number?" she asked. "Well, I don't have it, but In order to get your number, I will first apply some mathematical logic, then some permutation and combination, and finally some matrices.
The expression on his face changed to a serious one as he spoke, "but if that does not work, I will utilize witchcraft."
”What?” "I have a total of six eyes and two hearts." He spoke as though he was whispering.
Additionally, I was given wings. However, do not let anyone know. I can only be seen in this room by you and the other person you brought in. It is impossible to see me."
"Excuse me, please.." A woman said to Justin, who was obstructing her path, "Move out of the way!" He moved to clear the way for her to go ahead.
"As I was saying..." He showed a grin. "Only you and your friend are able to see me. Have a wonderful birthday! I intend to be present. I owe you that...just because we've been friends for long. Let me start heading back to my estate.
"He greeted Mercy with a smile and a nod before bouncing out of there with his carefree demeanor. After leaving the shop, he made his way across the street and continued walking in the same direction.
He pulled his money out of his pocket and examined it, seeing that he had 1500 Naira in total. This would last him for a total of 48 hours. He had one more loaf of bread at home with him.
After putting the money back into his pocket, he continued walking down the street. He was unaware of the fact that a Toyota Carina was following him.
”Hey..” The young woman who was driving said to him as she slowed down and moved closer to his side of the road.
"Do you have a moment to talk with me?" After turning around, Justin immediately fixed his gaze on her face. Her eyes were large and protruding, and she had a hawk's nose and thick lips.
"I'm sorry, I ran out of time." He said. "It won't even take a minute," she said while driving gently alongside him.
"I can't give you a minute of my time." He gave a decisive response. My wife is currently in the labor room, and we are anticipating the birth of quintuplets.
When he picked up his pace and attempted to make a turn onto the next street, she threw a sachet of water in his direction, which struck him on the back. What? He was drenched from head to toe as water poured over his garments and down his body.
What kind of rubbish is this? he asked fter turning around and moving back towards her, the first thing that made him wince was the way in which she exited the car in preparation for him to arrive.
Then her size. She embodied the stereotype of a feisty and adventurous tomboy to a tee. She stood at a height of about seven feet and had a powerfully constructed figure that exhibited her sheer strength.
She wore a black split skirt with a brown shirt underneath. She was wearing a brown scarf that covered her hair, and it made her look like John Cena dressed as a female version of himself.
"Now what are you going to do?." Her voice was raspy when she uttered it. After a brief pause, Justin shook his head and then continued, "you are fortunate that I am a gentleman." I don't get into fights with ladies."
"Ohhhh, I have so much respect for you now." She said it in an ironic tone. "Hope you remembered me?" she asked. "No, I don't," was the response from Justin.
"I am one of your mummies," she responded. Earlier, while I was driving in my car, I happened to see you... "Listen, I do not require the services of a body guard at this time. Although I am a celebrity, I do not travel with a bodyguard when I go out in public." he said.
You really can't see how humble I am, can you? I am not with any of my expenses cars today.
"Listen to me Justin, we have to talk ." she said.
"I told you that my wife is in the labor room, and if you are one of my mummies, then I am overjoyed to inform you that you are going to be a grandma," he said.
After giving a stern look, he walked away "Don't even bother trying to throw anything at me again because if you do........." "I shall run away," he said smiling, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"All right, Mr. Clown. You don't have any place to hide, "Don't act like such a whore." she said.
"I won't. You already have that title, right?"
"All right, let's talk about the microchip!" struck Justin in the head and he felt a bang. What was that you just said? he asked.
"Who the hell are you?" He asked. "This is one of your more strange mummies." she stated.
"There is a great deal for us to discuss. The labor of your wife can wait until later."
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Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Petra, happy birthday to you Hip! Hip! Hip! Hurray! Hip! Hip Hip! Huray! Petra's smile lit up her entire face as she listened.
She was now positioned in front of an enormous cake that was exquisitely iced. Her choice of attire was sophisticated, befitting her role as the leader of the walk. Her clothing sparkled, and she had the appearance of a celebrity on the red carpet.
There was a sizable gathering of her friends and relatives, the majority of whom were young men and women.
The huge table was so loaded with different kinds of food that it was difficult to move around. There is baked potato, vegetable soup, egwwusi soup, pounded yam, fried rice, chicken, salad, fish pepper soup, turkey soup, and many of other options.
The party was a resounding success in every way. The environment was bubbling over with merriment, swagger, and an air of youthful exuberance.
It was finally time for "item 7," The M.C announced to the crowd, "it's time to serve yourself" .
Petra felt the tap from Mercy. "Take a look at this impressive roster of guests." Petra turned her head and caught a glimpse of him. She had only recently seen him, but it was clear that he had been around for a while.
He was dressed casually in a crisp white T-shirt. It was not very expensive, but it was spotless, impeccable, and it fit his skinny yet well-built figure well.
His jet-black Gorgio Armani jeans were tailored to be straight and slender. To be found cozily perched atop a pair of spotless white sneakers.
The sneakers were not pricey, but they had a really stylish and modest appearance. He wore a straightforward wristwatch that had a white ring around the case and a black strap.
His Afro hair was properly oiled, combed, and dark, and it ended in side burns that were short and thin. His dark eyes were obscured by a pair of plain white glasses, which contributed to his dazzling appearance.
He was secluded and eating while sitting in a corner of the room. In contrary to the other invitees, he had a substantial amount of food in front of him, practically all of which belonged to different categories on the buffet.
Petra was unable to comprehend what she was seeing. Could it have been him? How did he get in? She kept her gaze fixed on him for a while.
It seems that the only thing that mattered to him at that time was the food. He was getting quite close to finishing it. It appeared as though nobody was actually paying attention to what he was saying. Then she came across something that really blew her mind.
He took out of his pocket a nylon bag, then poured food into it. thinking that nobody saw him, he moved behind a large garbage can and hid the bag there. Petra assumed that he would retrieve it on his way out of the building.
What? Who exactly is this mystery guy? Why is he elusive, paradoxical, obfuscatory, and weird in his communication style. Who was he exactly?
Why did he seem so interested in her? She quickly excused herself and approached him directly.
"Why are you here and what do you think you are doing?" she questioned him as he stepped away from the trash bin,
He smiled in an unearthly manner.
"I hope you have a wonderful birthday, Miss Sunshine.." He said. . "It is a day when an exquisite cynosure becomes to me a treasure."
"I inquired as to why you were present here and you are talking nonsense. You were not included on the guest list." She said. You are missing the point completely. How are you supposed to celebrate your birthday if there is no one like me represent? he responded.
How did you get in? Do you want me to turn you up to the police? "All right, I saw a girl walk in, so I went up to her and introduced myself. We started talking, and then......" " Happy birthday dear." Aazim interrupted . "Today officially makes you a legal adult.
"Aazim was the one. The fancy clothes he wore made him look absolutely stunning. Thank you Aazim.." she responded.
"Please, close your eyes.." He said. and she did. "Open it.." Aazim said. When she opened her eyes, she saw him carrying a jewelry box. Inside was a ring. ”Whoa! Ring with a diamond! She yelled in surprise.
"Thank you Aazim." Aazim beamed with a proud smile. "You deserve more." It wasn't until that point that Aazim even glanced over at Justin.
”Hello. I am Aazim Tofa.." "Alhaji Ibrahim Tofa's son."
"Hello, my name is Justin Abbas. I am Alhaji Abbas' son. " They made a handshake. "I think I've seen your face before.." Aazim said.
"I was just going to say the exact same thing.." Justin said. "You went to Melbery High School in the state of California, right?
”No..
It seems like you have it all wrong. I went to high school in this state. What a startling similarity!
You just look like an old friend, In any case, it's a pleasure to meet you. justin said.
"Petra knew that Justin was lying, but she maintained her silence. "I was just about seeing him off before you came." Petra added.
Excuse me Aazim.."
Aazim gave a nod before walking away from them.
If I give a girl a diamond ring and she treats me with such disregard after receiving it, I will bite both of her ears. " You are very disrespectful.." Justin said.
Nobody has spoken to her like that before.
Nobody!
"You're leaving now."
She stated. "However, I have not yet proposed."
I come to make a proposal to you."
Justin stated.
"May God forbid you."
Will you leave or will you stay till I get you out?"
He could see the sadness in her gaze.
”Okay.
"I'm going to leave."
He said this and began to walk away, but stopped.
”What?.”
He laughed.
"My gift..."
He stepped behind the garbage can and took out his nylon bag, which was filled with food.
She was astounded.
"When is our next meeting?"
" with whom?
She inquired.
"I don't want to see you anymore." she said.
"Please leave right away."
She stated emphatically. "I have crucial tasks to complete."
"You've just done the most crucial thing." "Meeting your husband to be"
He stated.
"Ya God!
"Get out!"
"I love you as well."
before she could say another word, He was gone .
While Justin was walking down the street, he saw the same car that trailed him the other day.
Oh God!
He swerved sharply and sheltered against the wall.
He had to change his direction.
"I parked the vehicle there and came to meet you."
she said from behind.
"We have a meeting, right?
You appear to have forgotten about the microchip age.
Do you not believe this is your last chance?"
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She remained still, her heart racing and her teeth chattering with terror and sorrow.
What on earth happened to her?
What type of curiosity drove her to this heinous act?
And it was clear she was in a state of disarray.
On that day, she was ready to leave the bank and get into her car when she noticed Justin standing outside.
She had been so irritated and pissed off.
She was sick of running into him and dealing with his rudeness.
He had offered her that smile while she was frowning.
"I'm not fond of the concept of you following me around.
You're turning into a security risk.
I'd have to report you to the cops."
He grinned. "So I don't have the constitutional or civic authority to be here?" He stated. "I'm not following you, Miss Sunshine. Our hearts are joined from above, therefore we continue to cross paths.
"I'm doing my work with zeal." "I thought you work at the bakery?" " Did you miss the announcement today ?" "Which announcement are you talking about?" " I've gotten a promotion." He exclaimed proudly. " Take a look at this." He indicated his T-shirt and face mask. They was a bakery logo on it.
"I've advanced from Production Technical Officer to Marketing Strategist and Distribution Officer." Zone A is under my command. And I've been promoted from a daily single bread ration to a daily double bread allowance.
That is, if you agree to marry me, you will eat bread every day and have one extra." He stated. "What are you distributing?" she asked, pointing to a parked bike with a box behind it containing loaves of bread.
"That is the mobile distribution motor." He stated. "You have a complex name for everything." She said. "However, you appear to be educated."
I heard you mention something about advanced science. "Can you describe your discipline?" "I, too, attend a private university." " Which college?" "University of Miracles." Her brow furrowed.
“What? Where?” "Forest of Sambisa." “What?” "I'm kidding." He laughed. " Ignore what ever i said earlier. They simply come and go. I will send you my CV.
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