FAKE LIFE???
Episode 4??
Written by AUTHOR CALEB
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On our way to the restaurant.
Ada got a call, so she picked up the phone.
And she put it on the loudspeaker because there is too much noise, where we are standing.
It was her boyfriend calling.
“Hi Ifeanyi! I’m glad you called.
Have been waiting for your phone call.
Am sorry dear, the business I told you about, it really went well.
I’m confident I’ll have the business up and running soon.
Yeah, they asked for the full amount upfront, but I think they’ll settle for half. Trust me.”
Am in front of your school can I see you before I take my leave.
Am on my way to Abuja for a friend’s wedding party, he said.
After she finished speaking with him on the phone.
She told me to wait for her, that she will soon be back.
So, I looked for a nearby place where I could sit.
Then I sight a woman selling fruit not far from where am standing and I sit on the bench beside her.
Since there is nobody to talk with.
I brought out my phone, turned on my data connection and opened my WhatsApp, immediately different messages started to pop in.
I heard someone’s voice from behind, I looked up to see the person.
Guess what! It is the guy I mentioned earlier, the guy I said is staring at me in the classroom.
Hello young lady
Please can I talk with you for a few minutes.
He moves closer to me.
My name is Animashahun Olamide
Please can I know your name?
He said?
The guy was well dressed, tall, handsome and he had bristly eyebrows, with a small beard at his chin.
My name is Shebotimo Deborah
You can just call me “Debby” I replied.
Nice meeting you.
As he stretched his hand towards me to give me a handshake.
I wanted to ignore it but I later gave in.
He greeted me with a great smile and hearty handshake,
Why are you sitting here alone he asked?
Am waiting for my friend, we are heading together to the restaurant.
Before she got an urgent call.
So she asked me to wait for her here.
Okay, no problem.
Am one of your course mates, he said.
I know, the guy that kept looking at the back when Mr Matins was teaching us I said.
He burst into laughter
If you don’t mind, can I have your phone number he said.
I don’t give my phone number to strangers I said.
Strangers, am your course mate and I mean no harm.
I just want us to be friends
Please, I will be glad if you can give me.
After much persuasion, I gave him my number.
He was so happy like someone that just won a lottery.
As he was about to take his leave, I saw Ada coming towards us.
Am sorry for keeping you waiting.
Can we take our leave she said.
Yes of course I said.
Who is this? She pointed at the guy beside me.
Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself.
My name is Olamide.
Ada immediately blurts in, “my name is Nwachukwu Ada”.
She stretched her hand towards him and the guy shook her hand.
Ada refused to leave his hand for a few minutes.
Until I call her name, then she leaves his hand.
Why is Ada like this?
What’s the meaning of what she just did, I think within myself.
Then, Olamide broke the silence.
I thought you said you were heading to the cafeteria, he asked?
Yes we are, Ada replied.
Okay.
Am also hungry.
If you don’t mind, can we go together he said.
Yes, no problem Ada replied
As we all moved together and headed to the restaurant.
Within a few minutes we arrived at the restaurant.
On the billboard is written “Madam Joy Restaurant”.
Madam Joy Restaurant is the most exquisite place to eat and is truly the finest restaurant on this campus.
The soft music, delicious dishes and well-mannered and prompt staff make it a worth visiting place for food lovers, said Ada.
At the entrance there were glass doors decorated with an abstract design of vines and flowers.
To the right of that, there was a large, bronze statue with a lady whose face was perfectly symmetrical.
The first thing I noticed when we entered the restaurant was the aroma of the food that fills the whole restaurant.
My nostrils mingle with the smell of the food.
I automatically could hear the music playing at a moderate level and the laughter of the customers.
The restaurant itself seems modern.
The uniquely textured walls produce a smooth yet flowing look.
They have a soft cushion seats that let my body sink right down in them.
The marble tiled floor beneath me gives the restaurant a clean yet warm appearance.
And the soft music playing makes us feel relaxed.
The staff caters to the needs of the customers and are always ready to help out in any way possible.
As i saw the staff collecting the dishes from the kitchen and carrying them through into the restaurant.
A waiter walked towards us.
Please, have your seat, he said.
Kindly order anything you want to eat, I will pay for it, Olamide Said.
I can see a smile on Ada’s face.
Like someone that hasn’t eaten for the past two days.
You mean anything?, Ada said.
Yes, I will pay for it, Olamide replied.
Waiter do you have Akpu?
The waiter looked confused.
Oh sorry, I mean Fufu.
Yes, we have, the waiter replied.
Okay please give me seven Fufu with five assorted meats, and a chilled Hollandia Yogurt with a bottle of water.
Ada said.
Ada, hope you can finish that.
That’s too much I said.
What concerns you, are you the one to pay for it.
And did he complain that he won’t pay?
That girl too likes food, no wonder she keeps on gaining weight.
But she isn’t fat.
I mumbled within myself.
It’s okay, let her eat anything she wants.
Even if she wants extra food that she wants to take home, she is free.
I will pay for it, I have the money.
Seems you don’t know the kind of person beside you. He said.
Debby, are you not eating? asked Olamide.
I will, I replied.
Olamide ordered Jollof rice and a fried Chicken with a bottle of water.
I wanted to order the same food, but I changed my mind.
I don’t want to stoop so low.
I wanted to do like a rich man daughter
I thought within myself.
Then I called the waiter.
Waiter, just give me Shawarma and a cold soft drink, I said.
Wait, you mean despite how hungry you are.
That’s what you are going to take.
You this rich people ehn
You won’t eat good food into your mouth.
Ada, keep quiet and face your food.
I don’t like eating all this local food.
I said.
Is not that I have eaten Shawarma before.
I only watched people eating it.
If that is what she wants, let her go for it.
I don’t know you are also from a rich family, Olamide replied.
She is from rich family
Her father is stinking rich, Ada blurted in.
Ada, is it a must you talk?
If you say anything again, I will carry this food from your sight and pour it away I said.
It’s fine, please don’t fight Olamide said.
Then I opened my Shawarma which was packaged with foil paper.
The Shawarma was wrapped with a flat breads and it contains strips of fat and pieces of seasoned meat on a vertical spit, an onion, a tomato, and an halved lemon
I put a bite into my mouth, the thing tasted horrible, is this how Shawarma tastes.
Oh my God.
I almost spilled it.
But I have no choice than to swallow it.
Which I did.
Then I eat half a portion of it.
I don’t want them to know I didn’t know how to eat it.
So, tell me more about your parents, Olamide said.
My Dad wasn’t based in Nigeria, he lives abroad
It is only I, my mom and my younger brother that stay here in Nigeria.
He only came visiting once in a while.
You don’t know her dad, Ada said.
His dad owns a lot of companies and factories.
He is the CEO of……..
I didn’t allow her to finish the sentence before I held her lips with my hand and asked her to keep shut.
Okay it’s fine, please I will have to excuse myself.
I want to go and get my car from the car wash.
Okay, thanks for the lunch I said.
He called the waiter and asked for his bill.
How much is my bill? He said.
Ten thousand naira sir, the waiter replied.
Okay, he brought out a bundle of money from his pocket and counted twelve thousand naira and gave it to him.
Take the remaining two thousand naira and use it as pocket money.
Thank you sir, the waiter said.
As he went back to his duty.
I will be taking my leave, Olamide said.
Wait, let me see you off, I said
As I stood up from my seat.
Don’t worry, he said.
I will call you once I reach home or message you on WhatsApp.
Then he took his leave.
I asked Ada if we still had a lecture, then she said no.
The lecturer that is supposed to teach us, said he has an emergency meeting to attend.
Then we headed home.
On our way to the hostel, I had an upset stomach and I felt like I might throw up.
Could it be the Sharwama I ate?
I quickly took a marathon race to the hostel as I left Ada behind.
Where are you rushing to, won’t you wait for me she said.
Please, I am sorry, meet me at home, I said.
I run as quickly as I can.
I banged into the hostel and I rushed to the toilet.
I even forgot to greet my roommate.
I vomited everything I ate at the restaurant.
Never in my life will I eat Sharwama again.
I quickly clean my mouth with water and get out of the bathroom.
Immediately I entered the room.
Ada walked in and asked me why I left her behind.
Then I gave an excuse that I wanted to urinate.
Then Titilayo, who was pressing her phone, asked us who took us out today.
I was surprised how she got to know that we went to the restaurant.
Then she showed everyone the post Ada made on Facebook.
Before I could say a word.
Ada started blabbering her mouth.
You missed a lot today, I really enjoyed myself.
There is this guy we met today.
The guy is the most handsome man I’ve ever met.
He is appealing, charming,
pulchritudinous, good-looking, segzy, attractive, easy-on-the-eyes, hunky, stunning, magnanimous.
Ada, you mean only this guy owns all this attribute.
Don’t tell me you are already crushing on him, Titilayo said.
Yes I am crushing on that guy, I won’t lie.
If you see the guy you will fall in love with him.
Back to what I am saying, the guy took us to the restaurant in the school and paid for our supper, Ada said.
Deborah, are you not saying anything, Ngozi asked.
What do I have to say again, Ada has said it all.
After all she forgot to tell you that she ate seven wraps of Fufu and five assorted meats with Hollandia Yogurt and cold bottle water.
I said.
What! They all exclaimed.
You mean Ada ate all those foods, Titilayo asked.
Yes, he ate everything without any leftovers.
He even ate the remaining half portion of my Shawarma.
Ada you eat too much, you did not even caution yourself, the person you are meeting for the first time.
If Debby did not tell you, I will tell you the truth, you have embarrassed yourself in front of that guy, Zainab said.
Ada did not even care about what she said, as she laid down on the bed.
And started listening to music.
Then we ended the discussion.
To be continue…………???