loved and not loved

loved and not loved (3)

She had asked me to take a sit at the corner and also asked one of her salesgirl to bring me a bottle of hero beer. I was surprised because hero was actually my brand of beer but considering the fact that she had never seen me drink beer before.

The sales girl placed the drink and a glass cup on the table and returned to continue what she was doing earlier.

When she was no longer close, Mama Emma brought her chair to my table and asked again why I had been this moody all this while. I was faced with no option then to lie to her about my lack of funds as I had not been paid though to the issues in my transfer documentation

Mama Emma had provoked. She was visible angry and asked why I had not worked up to her at first to tell her about my issues. That she thought it was ‘woman wahala' like she will fondly put it, I had to lie by telling her that it was not and I prayed she bought my lines.

As we where still sitting down Femi walked in and I felt relief. Femi was direct line manager, but we had this mutual understanding between us, we were friends from the first day we meet. As he walked in Mama Emma was instructing another salesgirl to bring some fried meat and another bottle of hero beer to go with it.

Most of my colleagues always express jealousy when Mama Emma begins to pamper me like this, Femi will call me in-law. Femi took a sit besides me and just then Adaeze, Mama Emma’s first daughter walked by and Femi shifted my attention to her.

When we were finished and I was about to leave Mama Emma walked up to me and grabbed my arm and placed something in my palm. It was later I got to know it was money, Mama Emma had secretly given me ten thousand naira.