SINNER'S HEAVEN(2)

 


It was Monday the 13th, Anita dropped Audu off at the International wing of the Nnamdi Azikiwe Airport Abuja, he was to catch the 6am British Airways flight to London on official duty. 


Audu had discretely secured another Job with a BP(British Petroleum) affiliate in London, he was using this trip to kill two birds... Attend his official meeting at 727 High Rd, Tottenham, London, on Tuesday. Then go for his new job interview at Twickenham on Thursday. 


Doris had moved into their new apartment, lavishly furnished to match his London status, if the interview goes well. Of course, it will go well, Amina, his sister, is the Chairman's side chic. The job was his' as far as he knows. 😏


Doris, an intelligent, good-looking woman, was hugely admired by her landlord's wife, #Lizzy. 


Lizzy, 45, lived in the second flat. She can't wait to flash her golden brown teeth every time she sees Doris around the house. She wants to be friends with the younger lady, but Doris didn't like the fact that Lizzy always smelled like rotten garlic. 😷


Well, Lizzy was always there in case Doris needed anything. ANYTHING! 🤔


After Audu's job interview, he rang Amina immediately, asking her to pull the chairman's balls immediately, as he has made up his mind to remain in London, no going back. This was his OUT! 


The resignation letter, typed and ready. 

Anita's "dumping" mail, also typed and ready for deployment. This was the life he always wanted, a smart, sexy, hustling woman beside him, a cute baby, a good job, a fine apartment, and in a beautiful city. 🤷‍♂️


Amina texted him, "CONGRATS my smart brother, oga said he will sign your Appointment Letter once he gets to the office".


Without further ado, emails were sent out immediately, and the celebratory mode was activated. 


He called Doris to invite her friends for a Friday night funeral of bottles the following day at THE LUCKY PIG, #5 Clipstone Street, Fitzrovia, London. 


....................


It was 7am on Saturday when the doorbell rang. "Who the fu*k is that?" Audu thought. Dragged himself to the door to meet a mailman smiling at him with a package. 


Shocked to see it was addressed to him, perhaps it was Amina? Because he just got here, and nobody knew he lived there. 


It was an expensive champagne bottle from his Nigerian office. 😮

With a note congratulating him for his new elevation. 🤔


"Who gave these witches my address ooo" 🙆‍♂️


From the corner of his eyes, he saw the golden teeth approaching. 🙄 "Amebo", he thought. 


"Morning, how was your party?" She asked smiling; "Fine", he answered and banged his door. 


No reply from Anita yet, unlike the ugly, fat, emotional lady he's been married to. He checked to be sure the message had delivered. It did. 🤔🤔


Monday morning, Doris wasn't feeling too well, maybe still hungover from murdering too many brandy shots. 🤷‍♂️


Audu was called to his new office already, "this is it people, the future is here", He thought to himself as he smiled at the mirror, in his £300 designer suit. 👌


He got there on time, "punctuality is a sign of seriousness", he thought as he entered the lobby area. He greeted everybody he passed with a wide grin on his face as he headed to the reception counter. 


The secretary treated him with an uncommon courtesy, she even asked if he'd want to wait in the VIP section. He waved 'NAHHH... I'll wait here, thanks".


As he waited, his phone dinged, WhatsApp. 


A message from Doris read, "I've been throwing up all morning, so Lizzy with her sister-in-law is taking me to the hospital, good luck honey 👄💋". 


He was all smiles until he downloaded the attached photo of the three ladies in the car. 😮😮😲😲😲


Lizzy's sister-in-law was a black lady. A Nigerian. And he knows her....


It was Jennifer, Anita's younger sister. 🙆‍♂️🙆‍♂️🙆‍♂️


"Which kind wahala be dis? How I wan take go house now?" His anus began to twitch. "Abi na shit?".


The secretary ushered him into the boardroom to meet the Chairman with the other top Executives, his new official clique. 😎


As she entered the hall, he stopped. His jaw dropped. His throat dried up immediately, blood rushed to his anus again. Now he really needs a toilet. 🤢🤢🤒🤒


The chairman was Anita's uncle, Anita sat to his left, her dad sat to his right, and with them was the white man who interviewed him the last time. 


They beckoned him to sit down, all smiling professionally. He dragged himself to the nearest chair and slumped into it. 


TO BE CONTINIED....


©JBZ_2019

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