LA CASA DEL CONJI: SEGUN 9
He knew she wouldn’t let him sleep with her so he just touched and kissed which she allowed.
Hauwa saw herself grinding against him and she lost it. A strong vibration shook her body and she couldn’t suppress her m**n again.
Morning came and Hauwa left Rita’s room.
“Hauwa good morning ooo”, Segun greeted.
“Mtcheew”, Hauwa sighed and passed.
She blamed him for putting her in such a position though enjoyable, she still blamed him.
Rita came to her room later.
“Hauwa the baddest gal” Rita hailed her..
Hauwa just kept a mean look.
“No dey frown jare, my Bobo yarn me how you dey enjoy him work, why you no let am finish work na? Make your body dey well”
Rita continued.
” He told you and you see nothing wrong with it?”
“Na fun na, and I prefer you to that mumu Ngozi wey wan kill am for me last time we collabo” Rita said
Hauwa then knew she was in the dark of things happening around her.
He hostel was conjified and she felt it was just her floor.
It was happening left and right. Everyone was saying ‘No’ to conji.
Rita left and Hauwa went to Segun room to ask for broom. She had her own broom but she was led by the conjivitis in her body.
Segun opened up and gave Hauwa what she asked for and Hauwa struck up a conversation.
“Segun, do you fight at night?the noise on the walls Sha”
“Well I do fight but it’s a sweet type of fight. I know you just want to whine my nipplès”
“Okay ooo, sweet fight that we will be hearing shouts up and down”
“Hauwa I never knew you to be this funny oo”
“I’m just asking questions na”
“Hmm it’s like you want us to fight oo”
“Segun, hahaha, I’ll just bèat you anyhow”
“Okay if you want to fight me bring back this broom at night. If you bring it before night, then we will not fight”
Segun said seriously and left her at his door.
LA CASA DEL CONJI: SEGUN 10
Hauwa knew that he meant an invitation for casting and binding the demons of conjivitis.
She kept the broom in her room as the gate pass for the deliverance session.
Ngozi came to her room and quickly recognized the broom.
“Hauwa the baddest, this broom wey you just keep so like trap for rat”
“Ngozi, wetin do the broom?”
“No be Segun brokm be that?”
“And?”
“Why the broom dey your room na? See your own room for kitchen”
“Broom locator, l hail you. If no be say you don go Segun broom go sing National anthem, you for Sabi how him broom be?”
“Wait to, Hauwa, nanme you dey enter ooo. Na NG baby Oku. My tongue na kîller oo”
“The same tongue wey you carry lick Segun kini, and him no die”
“Hauwa, hahahaha, you no well, your mouth sha. But this broom wey you never return for daytime hope say no be for night you wan return am”.
“If na for night nko?”
Hauwa asked and faced her ceiling. They talked about other things before Ngozi left.
Hauwa waited for dark and then took her bath, wore new panties and her ashawo night gown. It was time for fighting.
She took the broom which was her gate pass and went to Segun room. She knocked. No reply. She knocked again and still no reply.
After a while Ngozi opened the door.
“Hauwa, na the broom? bring am sharp sharp, dey go sleep this girl. You Sabi disturb”
Ngozi said to Hauwa winking.
Hauwa left disappointed to her room and soon her wall started shaking. The familiar “Segun Odogwu” filled the air.
