16/07/2022
(MY_LANDLORD'S_DAUGHTER__🥺☠️❤️)
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"I'm the one who shifted your pants on the line and spread my boxers over it. I also spread my singlet over your bra, since you've refused that we do it physically, maybe we have to do it clothecally."
These were the very words of Brother Segun, a Neighbor of ours to Amarachi our landlord's daughter.
The fracas between these two has lasted for time, but never noticed by everyone.
Brother Segun had always lavished Amarachi with gifts since her last birthday about nine months earlier. It wasn't strange that he was recently getting obsessed about the whole thing.
Amarachi is our landlord's fourth daughter, and we all lived together in an enclosed large compound. Everyone shared the same toilet, built adject the train of rooms occupied by varied tenants, except some large families that paid for two rooms.
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Amarachi had never said no to Brother Segun's countless gifts courtesy of his admiration for her.
She was a beauty to behold. Elegant, darkly fair, with some sumptuous pair of firm breasts that decorated her chest as she usually paraded them in exposing singlets when she went about her daily hours chores.
All these puts Brother Segun licking his tongue like he had lollipops around the corridors of his mouth. He peeped endlessly from the window now and then, but will never notice that we whose doors are opposite to his though separated by the large compound could see him peeping from afar.
None of our landlord's daughters had been married, yet the first two already have kids, one each and they all lived together in a two room joined as one.
Amarachi had the beauty of a woman but the courage of a man. She's obviously the most stubborn of all the girls, and seldom do you hear her make romantic calls or dress out to slay like the rest.
She's almost always home, a workaholic in a way, and rarely smiles, yet her beautiful is not hidden. Only that her anger and actions are enough to scare gentle guys from trying to travel her lane.
Brother Segun had thought he'd conquered all that since she always accepted his many gifts and had never forgotten to be kind to him where and when necessary. But he wanted something more, and that's where the fight began.
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He'd ask to take her out on a sunday, jokily asking her why she doesn't go out.
She told him outing wasn't her thing, but when necessity warrant, she goes.
Then he insisted this was necessary, and that sunday, they went out.
Amarachi wore no makeups, no much fancy decorated her dress, yet everyone forgot not to admire her beauty as they passed.
When it was time for her to order what to eat, she ordered for everything possible. Brother Segun was a bit tensed, if he was well to do, he shouldn't be living in a compound like ours, more or less a small community covered with noise from plenty of children and adults almost at every given time of the day. But only a mechanic.
He spent a fortune in a bid to make Amarachi happy that night. When they were about living, he asked for a possible relationship between then. She outrightly objected. She's 23.
Then he suggested they spend a night out, and that caused the Vernon of Amarachi's anger to foam.
"What do you take me for?" She ej******ed.
"No, not what you're thinking, Ammy"
"Sure, it isn't what I'm thinking but what you're thinking! See Segun, I know you guys, just because you brought me here and bought me ice cream, shawama and these petty things doesn't mean I owe you anything!" She boiled.
"Ah, you're taking this too far..."
"No I'm not! . If not to gratify your desires why would you ask me to sleep out with you, what for? Are we stranded? Or do you have a different house of your own that I know not about? Hay, man. I'm not having this conversation with you, take me home or I'll find my way, now!"
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That was when Brother Segun realised he'd successfully wasted all his savings in an attempt to make an unhappy girl happy just to lay with her.
These and many dramas led to his obsession over time. Living in the same house with a girl he can't have, yet he restricted himself from bringing any other girl home in hopes that Amarachi would see his decency with ladies and give him a chance to try.
That was a dream that never came to pass for Brother Segun. So he resulted to spreading his boxers over Amarachi's pants and his singlet over her bra.
This brought about a serious fight between them both, and as his obsession worsened, the Landlord gave him a quit notice.
All was well, Brother Segun was an angel we never knew until a new Neighbor replaced him three weeks later.
One night, after Amarachi and her sisters were done making their hair in the middle of the compound earlier in the day, our new Neighbor, now in Brother Segun's room sneaked out at midnight.
I was hard pressed, eager to go ease myself. But for safety precautions, I had to peep through the window to scan the environment.
Everyone was asleep except one man. He seemed to have tiptoed to the middle of the compound devoid of noise.
I sighted him bending over and picking strands of hairs from the same spot Amarachi and her sisters had stayed to make their hair earlier in the day.
I stayed calm and ensured I observed everything without him seeing me.
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It appeared his instincts told him to watch out towards our room direction. He did instantly, but I was convinced he couldn't have noticed me.
He scanned through again, pieced the darkness of the night with his eyes, left and right, for fear someone could be seeing him, but he saw no one and continued picking the strands of hair from the ground.
When he was done, he quizzed them into a small bag, put it inside his pocket, and he tiptoed again like a thief and headed for his room on the other side, I was covered with unbelieve at what my eyes saw. The urge to urinate had ceased and I traveled in thoughts.
Not to give him a suspicion that I saw him, I chose not to go out to urinate again, I raised my manhood above the window on the other side of the room and titrated peacefully and returned to bed.
I waited calmly for the light of dawn. When it was morning, I quickly went with my buckets to the middle of the compound to get water from the well there. Water wasn't what I actually wanted, I wanted to authenticate what I saw from a distance last night.
Indeed, strands of hair lay there, the girls were careless enough to have left them there after making their hair yesterday. They'll be waiting for Mama Okechukwu, another of our neighbor who hates to see the compound dirty to sweep them.
Mama Okechukwu does not check whether its her turn or not to sweep the compound, she does it effortlessly and happily, the very reason most of the bachelors in our neighborhood loved her and always like bringing her gifts when they return from work.
Seven days later, Amarachi fell seriously ill, and panic began...😥☠️🥺
To be continued.....
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© Aigba Aigbokhan {2022}
