Must Read: " Na Man You Be " - A Story By Flow1759 - Season 1 - Episode 17

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Must Read: " Na Man You Be " - A Story By Flow1759 - Season 1 - Episode 17

"Guy where you dey! Hello! Ola! Who am i speaking to? Pls i need to speak to the owner of this phone" Ogbonta tried reaching Ola.

"Walahi the owner of this pone i don die! I no gree wake up"

Presidentiail hotel Port Harcourt, located in the heart of the Garden City - Port Harcourt 'Capital of Rivers State', Nigeria, less than an hour drive from the international and domestic airport. Along Ph-Aba expressway a stone throw from Port Harcourt Libration Stadium there lies Ola in the shop of one Bureau the change agent adjacent the hotel.

"Muhammed! Wetin you say i dey happen to this man?" The shop owner asked his sales person.

"I see the man dey waka like person wey i wan die, naso him com yamutu por plont of our shop, i think say him don even caput sef"

"Mohammed! Walahi Talia! This man mouth dey smell Burukutu, e be like say him go drink buruku ooh"



Earlier

12:41pm Ola reached Presidential Hotel to sell the Gold necklace they stole from Dornu Mum's room.

"Oga na Gold i wan sell?" One tall dark young man on white caftan asked.

"Yes ooh, how you dey sell am?" They both located a sitting position.

"Make i see am first, how many carat gold e be?"

"Carat?" Ola lost his brain, "wetin be carat?"

"Carat na! How many carat gold e be na?"

"Me? Carat? I no sabi fight carat ooh! Na Gidigbo i sabi fight!" Ola smiled, "abi you no know say i be Yoruba boy"

"Hahahaha! Oga you funny ooh! I mean carat na!" The man percieved he could cheat Ola.

"Okay! Carat? E be like say na 45 carat ooh!" His brain returned.

Negotiation began immediately Ola brought out the Gold. I mean Goldes.

"See them this Goldes na correct Goldes" Plural of Gold is Goldes, don't you know.



"So i go pay you 85 thousand naira for all the gold" The man counted the money he held.

All the while the corner of Ola's eyes was on one liquid mixture by his side.

"Take the money! Na 85 thousand naira be this" The man handed over the Goldes - i mean moneyses according to Ola the "pluralist"

"This meneyes complete?" The pluralist turned Spanish.

"Yoo mehn! It is completed" Our Malam spoke French in return.

Ola pocketed the money and asked, "wetin be dis thing wey this man dey mix?" Ola asked what he had longed to ask.

"Na BKT na! Burukutu! You dey drink am?"

"Why not? I be professor of Burukuology Washington university?"

"Ehen! You mean am?" The gold man was surprised.

"Yes na! Na me be oniburukutu one of Ilesa" Oloriburuku Ola was off guard.

"Oloriburuku!" The man hailed.

"Baba e ni oloriburuku! Gbogbo family e ni oloriburuku!" Ola cursed.

"Oloriburuku ba! Me sef be oloriburuku, me and you be oloriburuku" Our malam was smiling.


"This BKT taste like pammy ooh!" Ola was on his second cup.

"No! Haba! E no taste like pammy, e taste like Fura de Nunu" The malam was still on his first cup, "taste my own na!"

He offered Ola his cup of BKT and smiled.

"Oooh boy! Your own sweet ooh! Wetin you put inside" He asked.

"I mix am with Fara de Nunu"

Fura de Nunu and BKT equals Barleys. Try it. #Just try it#

Ola tried it and he almost didn't live to testify.

Second cup mixed with Fura, third, fourth, fifth and sixth. Ola was mad, he could barely breathe.





"Oga the man don move! Walahi Him dey alive!" Muhammed at the Bureau the change where Ola lied noticed.

"Alah is great! Carry am stand up" The shop owner said.

"Where i dey so?" Ola questioned.

"Where you dey? You dey Buru de change!" Muhammed informed Ola.

"Buru? I no buru ooh, i good! I be good boy!" Ola stood up.

"You wan dey go house?" Muhammed asked him.

"Yes na! I wan go house Abi na here i go sleep?" Ola could barely feel his legs, "where my leg?"

"Ahan! See your leg here na" Muhammed showed him his leg.

"Where am na?" Ola was wiggling.

"See am na"

"Okay i don see am!" Ola mentioned, "abeg help me fix am make i waka!"

"Oga i no fit fix your leg for you na!" Muhammed was lost.



"Ola stand well! Na man you be!" He was flying like a flag as he stood at the bus stop.

"Abi you wan chop Rice?" He saw a local fast food nearby.

"Eeeeeeh! Wey that 85k wey dey my pocket?" He checked to find it under his feet.