ZINDAGI

Hi there fellas ,how I've miiiiiiised yoooooou! 😍 I wrote part 1 of this story about a week ago and the response was massive! Thank you so much for coming to read. A special thank you to Ms Ama Pomaa who has truly inspired me and who also remarkably comments every time! 😘 Well, as you know, I couldn't end it last week so I'm here to do that as an early birthday present from me to you! (Tomorrow God willing be my birthday 😝...don't forget to wish me one yeah?) Anyway, this is where we ended last week : Jonathan trembled as he walked and half sprinted to Room 666 "How poetic! " he scoffed as he got there and stretched forth his hands to open the door with a key card he had bribed a receptionist for. "Awurade!"  he half cried and half  screamed. "His mother had been right all along! " I dedicate this week's piece to Maafia ( I'm a little embarrassed 'cause I don't recall your full name)🙇  Happy Birthd...

**About four years ago ** " Hello... Massa Karim... hello... can you hear me?...damn this network! " Brian stammered into his phone. The torrential downpour drummed on the roof of his Hyundai Elantra as he sat in with all its windows tightly shut. This was to prevent the rain from coming in to drench him. The fact that his car had decided to break down aggravated him very much. "Hello... Ahaaa Massa Karim... It is I... Yes... my car broke down in the middle of the Hilla road... " Brian explained to the party at the other end of the call when he had finally been able to hear him clearly. " ...of course Sir... I'll send someone over ," Massa Karim affirmed avidly. He was almost about to close the autoshop just a while ago when Sandra  entered. The rain had started just a while after Sandra 's arrival. They'd been catching up when the phone had began to ring. " Ayitey!... Armah!... Jojo!..., " he called out like a Soprano...

Hi there!...I've been MIA for a while... I know...forgive me but in my defense I did tell you I'd be slumped up on The Creatars blog... It's where I've been hanging nowadays ooo ...do come check it out right after here ya heard?  😄...but I still have not forgotten you awesome people. Hiatuses are meant to be broken and what better with than a short story! 😁....Happy Reading! 🙌  "Okay Abu eeei!... Let me tell you something . Here’s one. Women send signals. What I just did,  That was a brush off. Before you dip into your shallow pool of wit, let me paint us a picture and save us both the trouble. Here’s your evening. You are going to slink back off to your buddies, laugh this off, get wasted, and make your way shamefully home. But don’t be thinking of me because even your fantasy of me isn’t interested in you!" Yaa screamed at Abu in his face and if one were to scrutinize Abu's face carefully, sputum from Yaa's mouth would have been found ...