Dirty Hustler - Season 1 - Episode 5

4 years ago

Dirty Hustler - Season 1 - Episode 5

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Two years ago, I had vowed to be Broda’s girlfriend if he was all what my younger sister claimed he was.

I knew I was beautiful. A lot of guys had asked me to be their girlfriend but I had turned them down. I needed someone who would rescue me from poverty and no riffraff village boy was going to ruin my plan.

The next day after Nkiru had hosted me about Broda, I lied to Mama I was sick just so I could stay back home to see what he looked like.
After Mama left for work and Nkiru had left for school, I went into my bag and pulled out the shortest skirt I had, my special micro mini skirt. I ran a thread through the skirt to make it tight enough to reveal the shape of my hips and bum.

I picked out a pink shimmering top from Nkiru’s bag. It was her favorite top and she would kill me if she caught me wearing it.
Mama forbids us from wearing make-up, so I applied a thick coat of Vaseline on my lips to make them shine. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and felt confident. He would be head over heels once he sees me.

I peeped out of my room door to scan the passage, it seemed no one was around. I had to be Careful of our nosy neighbours, any mistake and rumors would start to fly to the next village.

As I walked to the door of Broda’s room, my heart was pounding in my chest. I wished I had juju that would make him fall in love with me immediately he sets his eyes on me.
I stopped when I got to his door. I was very nervous, what if he ignored me. I knew I couldn’t stand such embarrassment. I was about to turn back to go to my room when his door opened.

I froze and stared at him.
God he was handsome! He truly looked like the black Americans in the movies as Nkiru had described. He was tall and had this sexy lean muscular kind of body. His skin was like Milo mixed with enough milk…

“Yes? Wetin you want?” He frowned at me.
I didn’t realize I had been staring for long. I felt like a mumu.
“Uhm…sorry…” I stuttered. “I be wan ask if you get paracetamol. My head dey pain me.” I placed my hand on my head and sq££zed my face like I was really in pain. I prayed he bought the lie.

He looked at me suspiciously then went back into his room and shut his door at my face.
I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. I bit my lower lip and ran into my room. I locked the door and hit my head severally on the wall.

“Maybe he’s truly an armed robber, will a normal person behave like that?” I said trying to console my self.

There was a knock on the door. I quickly wiped my tears and went to answer it.
It was him.

He handed me a sachet of paracetamol and walked back to his room without saying a word.

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“Cherry, it’s okay, he just wan see if your body dey okay. I dey here…he no go touch you.” Broda said calmly while the Ape nodded like an Agama lizard.

I frowned at Broda. Was this necessary? All our other clients had paid without seeing me naked, why couldn’t he convince the Ape like he had done to the others?

“Cherry, remove your cloth na, nothing go happen. I dey here.” Broda urged.
“I dey see my menses.” I lied. There was no way I was going to strip for this Ape.
“My beautiful wife!” The Ape chuckled. “I just wan see wetin I dey pay for. I be mature man, I don see woman blood before.”
I eyed him bitterly and folded my arms.

Broda stood up from his chair and ripped my dress before I could say Jack. He tore it apart to expose my breasts and v---a.

I tried to cover my body but Broda seized my arms and pushed me to the full view of the Ape.

“You see as she fine? No mark for her body.”

The Ape kept on staring until Broda released my arms and handed me a piece of wrapper which I tied around my chest.

I left the room and walked to the back of the house. I sat close to the water tank and cried my eyes out.

I wondered if Broda truly loved me.