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My Muna

Author: Amr_riant
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Maimuna's pov And this is it again mustapha has disturbed my peace again God can i hate him more than i already do??? Ever since i have known that guy he has always been an obstacle to my peace, when he is around i don't get to breath like a normal human so i want to turn the table around this time. I know what you people are thinking already, that i am going to add something to his food right well if that is what you are thinking then you don't know me at all, when i got to the parlor l saw mustapha looking like a scared cat and at the same time a hungry lion while Abduljaleel was looking all tired and hungry so for Abduljaleel's sake i quickly went to the kitchen, served their food on two different plates and covered them, i did all i needed to do and headed for the parlor where they were seated or should i say laying almost lifeless, who said guys don't have a weak point??? News splash food i repeat food is their weak point, starve them when they have no option and they would be at your service. I first went to mustapha and place one of the food in front of him, i opened the cover and returned it back then changed the food with the other one on the tray, i had to check in and not get the food mixed up, i smiled at mustapha before i gave the one i took from mustapha to Abduljaleel, i watched as mustapha's face change from joy to terror and i immediately knew i have succeeded in my second mission. Mustapha's pov i can even feel my intestines knotting themselves to help adjust to the hunger for the main time so skipping dinner is definitely not an option. I was still looking for an escape when Maimuna decided to grace us with her presence holding a tray, omg how more devilish could she get, she couldn't even wait for me to conclude or find a solution to my problem. She came to my front and placed a plate of food, she opened the lid smiling before she quickly exchange the food with the one she was still holding, she smiled at me and said 'enjoy your meal Prince'. And that was it she gave the other plate of food to Abduljaleel and then exited the room.

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Mustapha's p.o.v

Subhanallah of all people in this house why will baba pick me, what have i done to deserve this for Allah's sake i was planning to leave for Katsina this weekend all my guys are expecting me already and now baba wants me to go and visit the village and spend one good week with them for no reason..... I am not the only one that has not visited that village for ages, i have elder one's and younger one's but he randomly chose me

Forgive my manners i was busy complaining about my predicament that i forgot to introduce myself..... I am Mustapha Muhammad a student of umaru musa yar'adua university katsina presently in my final year studying business administration and hope and pray to find a place in my father's polythene company back in lagos. I am a typical Nupe boy that lives in lagos, am from Niger state, lavun local government and kpachita village to be precised and trust me i am proud to be from kpachita but when there is no occasion going on therefore that place is as painfully, excruciatingly boring as hell because you will only meet the local people there, it not as if they are annoying or something else but you get it nah i just can't roll with them like i do when i meet my type of people and the type of people i roll with don't even visit during sallah they only come around during weddings but guess what it neither sallah nor is there any occasion going on but baba wants me to go and visit and who am i to say no.....

I was Still in my room laying half way on the couch with my legs on the table infront of me thinking of a way out then the sound of my phone ringing brought me back to my senses, i almost yelped when i found out who the caller was but picked the call anyways

Me: kai maza yayadai, how fr na wetin de sup for there na

Haliru: su baba u de miss oooh you just go sit down for house like one ekpan (nupe word that means hunk) you no wan gree come back school gaskiya if you no come nack this weekend we go just strike that deal and you lose big time

Me: guy you sef na one kayn person oooh me wei tell you say na this weekend i go show you just de para for my head toh popcy don send me go village mak i go spend 1 week for der so i no got fit show this weekend again and if dey born you well strike the deal for my back and wetin i go do you go shock you

Haliru: oboy!! Pipe down na i no know say popcy send you na.... Sha no wahala till you come back but no go kill those kpachita people with your freestyle ooooh

Me: hahahahahaha you na shege anyhow na epp me hola the remaining people till we yarn later na

Haliru: jonzy jonzy i don tell you my own oooh sha dem go hear.... Bye

That was how haliru immediately helped me lift my spirit without knowing i initially had only two reasons why i did not like the idea of visiting kpachita first was the deal me and my guys had to strike which has been resolved and secondly no one to hang around with which i pray will be solved after i call one of my crazy cousin to accompany me whuch he will definitely be glad about. Abduljaleel no they carry last for this kayn things

After i came back from the masjid i called Abduljaleel to ask if he was free and could accompany to the village which he immediately agreed with little to no persuasion. I was over the moon when i ended the call because i know there is no boring moment with that guy, he has his way of making fun out of nothing and suddenly i couldn't wait for the sun to rise, i couldn't wait to see tomorrow and myself having fun with Abduljaleel in kpachita. I packed my clothes and all other stuffs i know i will be needing for that one week with the help of my super mum and boom i was ready to drive to kpachita.

Saturday morning

My alarm did it work by disturbing my precious sleep but i ain't complaining because i have to pray subhi, i stopped the alarm and sluggishly walked into the toilet where i freshen up and performed my ablution, i came out wore one of my jalabiya and headed to the masjid. I met mama on my way back from the masjid and squatted as a sign of respect which is very common among the nupe's greeted her to which she answered joyously and asked if i was ready for my trip and i told her i was more than ready to which she nodded and left for the kitchen. I went to baba said my salam as i entered his parlor and greeted him also squatting he answered and prayed for me, i left his side and headed to my room for round two

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, i groaned and picked the call, unfortunately for me it was Abduljaleel calling to let me know he was on his way to my house already and wanted to make sure i was ready also. I ended the call and jumped into the shower and did the needed, went to my closet and got dressed as i was heading downstairs i heard Abduljaleel asking my older brother Abdulrahman of my where before he could reply him by gracing him with my presence, i greeted ya Abdul before i faced Abduljaleel with a poker face telling him to spare sometime because i am still yet to have my breakfast thou it was almost 12 noon already. It took him forever before he finally allowed me to go have my breakfast while he went to chat with baba, i always wonder what they talk about because i have never find anything i will discuss with baba to the extent of laughing.

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