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The Half Coined Moon
#prose
#Africa
#kboss
CHAPTER 2
NO WORRIES
I woke up the next day late, with dry lips and wet tongue, praying wholeheartedly that Maami should prepare food very fast. I lifted my body and glanced at the sun rays coming through the small window in my room.
Wait oo!
This is not my room, Ile Eran leleyi (this is goat house)
No wonder Tinuola had her eyes glued at me yesterday night., this is where Baba keeps his goat during the raining season. I laughed at myself, but the noise from the riot of worms in my stomach, withheld me. Baba have once told me that am a very rare amongst the human race, I don't have any worries. But now it seems am worried about my stomach, I lazily walked out of the room with dried leaves stick clothes my hair. I went to the backyard, Maami was pounding yam while Tinuola was was cleaning the dirty dishes. I stood in their midst reluctantly, expecting Maami to greet me or ask after my body pain. She was preparing the food without even looking at me. Tinuola wanted to say something, but my face changed she kept it to herself.
She broke the silence, Broda Akanbi Baba is not feeling okay, he is still sleeping . I looked at the bright sun and laughed my pains out. Maami face changed, I can see her eyes shaking like the wet pawpaw leaf. She...
#Africa
#kboss
CHAPTER 2
NO WORRIES
I woke up the next day late, with dry lips and wet tongue, praying wholeheartedly that Maami should prepare food very fast. I lifted my body and glanced at the sun rays coming through the small window in my room.
Wait oo!
This is not my room, Ile Eran leleyi (this is goat house)
No wonder Tinuola had her eyes glued at me yesterday night., this is where Baba keeps his goat during the raining season. I laughed at myself, but the noise from the riot of worms in my stomach, withheld me. Baba have once told me that am a very rare amongst the human race, I don't have any worries. But now it seems am worried about my stomach, I lazily walked out of the room with dried leaves stick clothes my hair. I went to the backyard, Maami was pounding yam while Tinuola was was cleaning the dirty dishes. I stood in their midst reluctantly, expecting Maami to greet me or ask after my body pain. She was preparing the food without even looking at me. Tinuola wanted to say something, but my face changed she kept it to herself.
She broke the silence, Broda Akanbi Baba is not feeling okay, he is still sleeping . I looked at the bright sun and laughed my pains out. Maami face changed, I can see her eyes shaking like the wet pawpaw leaf. She...
