I LOVE HIM
Cynthia’s side of the
story
The guy I met at the shop was really a pest. He
couldn’t let me relax my nerves. Too many questions to answer and I was already
getting pissed off at the nth question. You can imagine such scenario and how
some guys will conceive in their hearts that all girls are that loose as not to
know when you prying on them. I intentionally gave him that dull moment because
I sensed he was a player. The guy was good looking and he was really good with
words and even though I was really falling for some of his words, I said to
myself that I won't let that happen to me again. My last relationship taught me
a lot. I thought Joel was as good as his words were but I never knew that he
was using my head until the day he called and told me that it was over between
us. I shed tears like someone that lost his whole family that black Friday,
because I had already given him my heart and my body. So, after that ugly
experience, I said a very big NO to
any guy and particularly this dude that is trying to hack my intelligence. Joel
left me for my best friend Sharon. Though Sharon was my best friend, she also
had eye for Joel and I don't blame her for whatever that happened. Joel had a
choice and so does she. They seemed happy together, so I had no problem with
that. In fact she was still my best friend and roommate even when they were
both seeing each other. That's weird right? We were both students of Federal
Polytechnic Nekede. She was studying Mass Communication while I was studying
Lab Tech. But the friendship was later filled with some sad moments of which
Joel's presence in our midst was always the cause. Seeing Joel any time he
comes to visit my friend always seemed like adding salt to injury. I would
always excuse myself from our room once he comes to visit my roommate.
Uhmmm! back to the shop. I waited so long for the so-called software specialist
all to no avail. I decided to leave and look for somewhere else since there
were too many people doing that sort of business in Owerri. But the guy in the
shop was too much of a pain in the ass that needs a special therapy before it
can be got rid of. Just about the time that I lost all my patience, the
gentleman appeared. He greeted me with a smile as if he came in immediately I
did. I felt like even slapping him, but the courtesy he accosted me melted the
whole rage. He was good looking, had a broad shoulder, and like Mike he has a
good height with a gentle face. He came in and beckoned Mike to get me some
snacks from a shop nearby but I refused his offer and told him that I had spent
so much time and I needed to start going since it was already getting late.
Frank’s side of the
story:
I came to my shop and saw this beautiful damsel,
she looked as if she was going to eat me raw the instant she saw me. So, I had
to act like the gentleman I am. She refused my offer to buy her snacks and
instead, she gave me her system immediately and told me what the fault was. I
checked the system and in less than 30 minutes, I was done and her system came
to normal. I gave it back to her and told her what the pay was. She looked at
me with a smile that I have for a long time never seen and blessed with from
such a beautiful looking young lady. She reached to her purse and gave me #10,000.
“Excuse me, this is not what we bargained. I told you that the pay was 5k and
not 10k” I said almost stammering. She smiled again and told me that she had
gone to six places and they all told her that for the system to be fixed, she
will lose her files. But, on the contrary, I did the work perfectly well with
all her files intact. I smiled and told her that it wasn't enough reason for
her to give away such huge sum. Once again, she smiled and told me to keep the
change. She picked her bag and as she walked towards the door she turned and
asked what my name was and I said to her “Frank is the name”. She gave me a
look that took me the rest of the day to unravel the meaning and she left. I
couldn't get my eyes off her until she was out of vision. But I was shocked
that Mike was still gazing in her direct even when the lady must have crossed
to the other side of the road where she had packed her car. It was then that I
noticed that Mike had his eye on the girl. I wasn’t that surprised though. Mike
of all people can’t let such a damsel go that way. I was about calling back his
attention when he jumped from his table and went outside to meet the young lady
but unfortunately for him, the girl was long gone. I couldn’t hold my myself
from laughing. Just when I wanted to reach out for my drawer, I noticed a small
bag on the chair were the lady she sat. Oh! My God, this lady has forgotten her
bag here. I rushed out with the bag, only to see Mike rushing in. He asked me
what the problem was. You needed to see how relieved Mike was on hearing that
the young lady had forgot her bag in our shop. He asked me to open the bag so
that he can ascertain whether the girl will be coming back. We checked the contents
and we saw her Atm cards, two of them, her National ID card, a student ID card
and some other organizational ID cards, about 4 of them with some cash we
didn’t bother to count, but, from observation, it should be around 30k to 50k.
So many ID cards? this girl is mean. I knew very well without any form of doubt
that she will certainly come back for the bag since almost her life's ID card
were there. Mike was very much happy. He wanted to jump to the roof of our shop
on seeing those
contents. Truly speaking I was also happy because it presented another
opportunity for me to see the damsel once again. Her looks made me think 2x the
speed of light. She was looking more beautiful than any adjectival word could
explain. But I couldn’t stop thinking about the look she gave me before she
left. I went home that day thinking of the whole scenario. I was restless
because sleep left my head that night. I coudn't wait to see the following day.
Cynthia’s side of the
story
The software specialist as he was called was such
a cool guy. He just came in, showed a little courtesy and went straight to
business. He got my attention so much. I was surprised to see someone such
creative and skilled in using computer. He did his job excellently. I was
hoping that he would pry on me just like his friend, but he seemed like he
wasn’t interested in that. “Or was he pretending? No, I don’t think so” I said
to myself. Someone who could allow me go that way wasn’t pretending. Yes!!!
That’s the type of guy I have been looking for. Not the other dude that
wouldn’t allow me rest. Once I let him have access to my pant, how fly off. “Well,
since I will be going there tomorrow, there is no problem at all. I will try
all that is within my reach to at least get him to ask for my contact. I know
they might be thinking that I forgot the bag without knowing that I
intentionally did that” I thought to myself. At times you don’t always allow a
guy I am crushing on to act first, I lack patience to wait. My logic then was,
“as a young lady, if you see something you like, go for it. You might not meet
it again if you lose the opportunity you have”. The night seemed so long. I
couldn’t wait to go there the next day. The following day finally came and by
10 am in the morning, I was already there. I packed my car in front of their
shop this time, said a little prayer before stepping out of my car because I
was nervous. I felt what some guys feel when they approach a lady. But I
summoned courage and went inside the shop and unfortunately, it was only Mike
that I met again. “Ahhh! Not again” I frowned. I inquired to know where Frank
was and he told me he had gone for a seminar in Douglas. My heart dropped at
those words. "Why was he not in shop today. I really needed to see
him" I cried in my heart. But I tried to hide the expression on my face
because I knew very well that a guy like Mike could read them very fast. He
asked me what I wanted and I told him that I lost my purse and I was thinking
if I might have forgot it here. He smiled and told me that they saw it the
other day. I pretended I was relieved and he pulled himself up as a hero that
just killed Goliath, went inside what looked like a customer restricted section
of the workshop and brought my wallet. I took the wallet from him, thanked him
and headed straight to the door trying as much as I could to ignore his attempt
to begin another question session. As I was about opening the door, an idea
bumped into my head. “Thank goodness!!!! some tablets of sense at least” I
thought happily. "Can I have Frank’s line, there is something I want him
to help me with?" I asked Mike turning sharply as if there was something I
really wanted to ask Frank. Of course, there was.
You know what am saying right?!!!
Did I just say that? Uh! never mind!
Mike gave me this suspicious look that can make
one go further into explanation just to look innocent. You know that moment you
might even end up explaining the reason why you drank tea with three loaves of
bread instead of your normal 7 loaves. He finally gave me the number and
asked for mine of which I told him it wasn’t necessary. He insisted on having
it and I had no other option than to give it to him. He said that he was going
to call me a thousand and one times that day to prove to me how special I
should be treated. That sent some sweet neural fluid to my brains but I can't
let him sense that I was blushing. But trust Mike. He already knew that I was. Of
course, that was what he expected and I gave it to him cheaply. I had to close
my mind to all his noise making and left the shop.
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