CALABASH EPISODE 2

From the writer of
Nude Bed
Death after life
Cold Desert
Hot eyes and
Sorrows of an Eagle

Abhynha Yankey brings to you another story. It bears that which sooths the soul of a very weary man. It bears that which calms the rage of the dead. It bears the first taste of identity of the new birth. It is my, your and our C.A.L.A.B.A.S.H.

*CALABASH*

EPISODE 2

Yea step by step. I would get close. She finally showed up with a tray. It was covered with a napkin.
I had this strong feeling its content was mine.
I was just hoping and praying it wouldn't turn out to be those Corn Flakes and Cerelac because heaven knows they are not my line. I take heavy foods,  but for her, I would accept anything.
Heeeeeer, obaa bi nie. She placed the tray on the bed after she realised there was no table around,and asked me to eat. I waited for her to leave before taking the napkin off though I was very hungry.
I quickly took off the napkin and the plate which was used to cover the food. There was another plate which was covered. The bowl contained oat, garnished with milk. It was really heavy and tasted good.

The plate also contained sliced bread and fried egg.
Which time did she do all these?
I enjoyed myself till there was nothing left to lick. I washed the bowl and plates and placed them somewhere. I didn't want to return them that early because it would show how hasty I ate.
Ten minutes after I'd washed them, I arranged them neatly on the tray and returned them to her. I showed my appreciation to her.
It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness. It is indeed goodness or? Does it mean Achiaa wasn't good because she didn't serve me? Oooh, she has been good by coming to check on me.
I had nothing doing than to think of all the beautiful girls around me and be happy.
With all these happening around me, I wished the day for me to start working would never show up.

I needed to spend more time with those angels,but I also needed to work as it's my main reason for coming to the village.
It was a Sunday and as usual,being new people meeting for the first time,some would prefer to put up the pretentious lifestyle by going to church.
I stayed in my room as people left to worship God. I overhead Esparanza call out my name. Before I could respond to her,she had already opened the door.
She was nicely dressed, though not elegant.
Esparanza: I'm off to church. Will be back in 3 hours time.
(3 what? And she forgot to get me breakfast! OMG, anyway, would have to go and buy something then).
I smiled and told her to pray for me.
I told her not to close the door because I was feeling hot. I had no fan in my room.
I slept on my bed waiting to see if Achiaa would come and pass,  but she never did. I waited for a while to be sure all those going to church had left and rushed out.

I gathered all the courage needed and went to her door. I knocked severally without any response.
Or had she gone to church? She could at least have stopped by for me to see her nice body.
As I turned to go to my room, many thoughts ran through my mind.
"Hello boss, how are you doing?", the voice said from behind. It was an angelic voice. I turned around. It was the dopest angel,  Achiaa.
Her slender body was something my eyes could not resist. She was in a silk attire which helped to project her God given form.



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