The Painful Pleasure (TPP)
EPISODE 17
“So what have you been eating, all the while? Do you cook?” Moji asked me. “I cook a lot, but my foodstuffs have finished already, I only have small garri left. I don’t even know what to eat tonight.” I answered. “Wow, that’s serious. Please, flash me with your number.” I was surprised at what she said, I was telling her, I didn’t know what to eat that night, and all she could do was to talk about something else. “She is not my mother anyway.” I said to myself, and flashed her as she said, and she saved my number.
“Have you gotten your practical manuals?” She asked. “No I haven’t, I will get it from the class rep probably tomorrow”. I answered. We talked about lot’s of stuffs, and before we knew it I had gotten to my hostel, but we went through anglomoz and entered my hostel through the annex. So that we (Mayowa and I) walked her to her hostel. She really appreciated it, as we shook hands and went our separate ways.
As we were going into the room, Mayowa and I stated a conversation. . .
Mayowa: Dapo, I swear, that girl like you die.
Me: (laughing) why did you say that?
Mayowa: didn’t you see the way she was looking at you, even when the lecture was on going?
Me: I didn’t notice o. But guy wait, why you wan spoil my life, you say make I follow Sandra up, I dey try follow am, now this one again. What exactly do you want me to do, even if she really likes me?
Mayowa: don’t talk like that now, Sandra is just a street girl wey you go chop clean mouth, but this one na very good girl o.
Me: And Aramide?
Mayowa: Those church girls aren’t really what they claim to be, most of them are pretenders.
Me: Well, if there is any good girl among the three of them, I think it us Aramide and not Moji.
Mayowa: You fit no see girl wey go like you like this again o, I don talk my own o. . .
We got to the room, and Mayowa and I had minutes of argument, just because he said Moji is more beautiful than Aramide. Sandra is the most beautiful, no doubt about that. But Aramide is more beautiful than Moji. Well, beauty they say, is in the eyes of the beholder, and Mayowa isn’t certainly that beholder. I told him most of these things and he was just laughing.
I was running out of cash, and didn’t even know what to eat that night. I called my mum, and all she did was to complain to me about how ‘hard’ things were at home, how her fruit business was almost crumbling.
I sat on my bed, I was so depressed. I didn’t tell anyone what I was going through. In fact, only Mayowa knew I had lost my father. I was deep in thought, then my phone rang. Guess who it was!
Find out in EPISODE 18.
The Painful Pleasure (TPP)
EPISODE 18
To my surprise, it was Moji. That was around 6pm. “Why exactly is she calling me?” I said to myself. I picked the call. . .
Me: Moji, whatsup naw, so good to hear from you.
Moji: yeah right. Where are you please?
Me: My room.
Moji: Have you eaten?
Me: (getting curious)No, not yet.
Moji: I’m cooking rice now, and I was thinking, that if you won’t mind, I can bring you some.
Me: Seriously, that’s so thoughtful of you. I won’t mind at all. In fact I can’t wait to taste your delicacy.
Moji: (laughing) I will call you when the food is ready, you will come and take it at Anglomoz.
Me: Thanks so much Moji, I really do appreciate you.
Moji: Never mind, what are friends for. I will call you when it’s ready. Bye.
Me: Bye, thanks (she ended the call).
I told Mayowa about the whole ‘package’. “I told you she likes you, you were pretending you didn’t know. Anyway, me i go chop o.” He said. I answered and said, “you just said this girl likes me, what if the food she is bringing me contains love portion, I will eat alone o so that I won’t implicate you.” Mayowa answered immediately. “Let the love portion catch us together o, I don dey notice say I no dey love these days, it be like say I need love portion wey go ginger my ministry.” We started whining each other, as we both laughed. I was pulling his legs, and he was equally up to the task.
Some minutes after 7, Moji called me that she was waiting at Anglomoz already. I went there with Mayowa. When we got there, Moji was quite surprised to see that I came with Mayowa. “You and this your friend, you are just like the snail and it’s shell”. She said. “We are like twin brothers.” Mayowa answered. Moji handed over a cooler to me, in a black nylon. I opened it, it contained white rice, stew, and two fish.
“Moji, seriously you are a darling. Thank you so much.” I said to her and gave her a hug. “You don’t have to thank me, what are friends for? You know you told me in the morning, that you didn’t even know what to eat tonight. I can’t hear that and do nothing about it. That’s why I took your number so I could call you.” Since I told moji in the morning that I didn’t know what to eat that night, she didn’t forget about it and brought me food. “Maybe it was my dad in action (Yoruba beliefs).” I said to myself. I took the food, said ‘bye’ to Moji, and went back to the hostel.
We got to the hostel and saw Emeka. “You guys went to buy food?” He asked. “No,I went to collect it from Moji at Anglomoz.” I answered. “Who be Moji again?” He asked. “She is a girl in my department, I met her on the bus when I was coming to Ife.” I answered. The guy told me what just happened is called ‘cooler ministry’. For those of you that have been getting or giving food via cooler. What you’re doing is what Emeka called ‘cooler ministry’. It is not bad though, it’s totally good as long as it is done with a good heart, both on the giving end, and on the receiving end.
Mayowa and I ate the rice, Moji is such a good cook. The stew tasted almost like my mum’s. I felt at home for the first time, since I came to Ife, I had been eating ‘condition rice’. “What a wonderful girl Moji is”. I said to myself.
Tbc….
