Kast episode 1

Kast
Episode 1——
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Sitting infront of a two room apartment one sunny afternoon was a guy with a 6.3fit tall…His look could be term as someone been worried on something…that guy is no one else but me…I’m khola by name(let’s keep the intro for another day)… I was down there reminiscing on how tonight games between the two teams I always took their side anytime they got matches to play seperately, though they are from different country(England & Spain)…tonight will be different story because I’m on home team side and thats Chelsea Vs Barcelona… Being on my thought and suddenly heard my name called…
.”Kholyy”.
I found myself looking up dejectly and it turns to Shola, the only guy that understand me out of the three guys I live with making us 4… He just came back from market… I just kept looking at him without any reply…
“Watxup Guy” he said again recieving no reply… “Guy, ah been deh greet you since you deh look like me…shey ah resemble person for your family?” he said without swallowing the siliva he had instored from his mouh. “Nah your Mama ah deh see for your face nah.. Mumu guy, you don bath me with H2SO4 weh God use as blessing for your mouth” I replied while standing up. “Abeg, shey you buy garri make ah soak jhor” I couldn’t help but showing him how hungry I am both with word and action… “Wehrey, as your work deh pay much sowtey you carry garri money give me…nah hunger kuku finish your village people” he said and rushed in,side without waiting for reply…I stood up and follow the parrot in,side…
Cooking has been schedule daily, two people in the kitchen and today is Shola and I turn…I like that guy but there is a disease I wish to help him cure and thats “talk-active”…
He could speak for the nation, I wonder why he has not been noticed by those politicians, he would be more useful to them when its campaign time…I couldn’t follow him to market cause the experience I had when I was young can’t be forget so easily…I was sent to buy Ponmo that day…being the loyal soon I am…I rushed to the market like a ferrari used in “Formula 1” but I couldn’t buy the goods because all the sellers locked their door without any single sign of people around…I even thought strike has spread into the world of traders…as I was helding home dejectedly I remember all of a sudden that a woman beside market place always laid Ponmo outside her house..so I decide to check on her…on my way back to market I saw a naira note along the opposite side(my eye was like a hawk eyes), I can’t let that slide so I cross the other side..Unknown to me a man is coming through the same path..as I bend to pick the note…the thunderous slap that land on me got me paralyzed for 5mins…I knew the man was someone to be in his ward but nobody could help him after my 3days on sickbed(how I got home..only gods know)…back to my present state.
I will be the one cooking today because the last time Shola made a soup…I almost run crazy if not that Ade & Tolu was there to help calm me down…He went on in putting almost an half of a sack of Andrew Liver Salt into the soup…being a glutton…I ate the soup first unknown what it holds on for me(nah scene to remember)… “Abeg, where you put the ingredient nah?” I asked without looking up.. “ah don swallow ahm to roast my intestine nah” he answered like a fool I think he is… “mtcheew, them don swear give you problem” I said as I approach him where he sat beside our everlasting cupboard, its an everlasting because Ade who brought the cupboard told us that his greatgrandfather gave his grandfather as the only property he had and his grandfather left it for his father when he was about to died…and his father gave him as birthday gift…I couldn’t help but laugh the day he told us… Poverty has turn to Gene in their family…
Though the cupboard look so clean outward, rat had made it a bin inward..
As I approach him, he thought I’m going to react on what he said and he stood up and walk far from it but I have different mission on mind and thats to take what I called “Shola worst Enemy”(Salt) in,side the cupboard but couldn’t find it there. “where the salt weh Ade say him buy yesterday nah” I said like a question but its not “Shey Ade weh say him go keep the money to buy groundnut when we deh go watch football today” he said without being asked “Ehen, how today match go be nah??” he added to his speech which game me no option than to answer him as a true fan “Blue go win today nah, you know say nah home we deh” I said while searching for an unlost salt. “Guy, where Ade & Tolu go nah?” he asked as he make his way back to sit on the chair “Shey you no get them number, call them make them tell you..you deh fight?” I answered like a typical Nigerian will do “Nah your papa put card here weh ah go use call them..ode! “ehen, you remember the party weh ah tell you” he added to his first statement probably to avoid getting my own reply for it “Yeah, wetin do ahm??” I asked. “Nothing o..nah today them go hold ahm”…its a party I vowed to be there…Not just that I want to be there, I’m eager to be there cause the four of us are going to be there… I love being with the trio not just for who they are but the name people do call us which is “KAST”(the initial letter of our names)… “wow, but you tell me say nah on Sunday and today be Thursday..How nah?” I asked with mixed feelings of joy and confussion. “since nah me change ahm, why you no go put me on hot seat deh ask jamb question..make you go iron your them-dash me cloth, nah today” he fired back at me which got me little furious “Wehrey, you turn me to your brother weh deh wear your papa cloth go show and..??” he couldn’t let me finish the statement “Eh!, it don do. go check soup for fire jhor”..
 
..After cooking the saltless soup, Shola made amala with the little amount of flour he bought and we were set to leave the kitchen for the gods to clean… A step in,side the room got me shocked and surprised…two people lying down like a wolf that fought with lion and got wounded… Shola on the other hand quickly ran back to the kitchen shouting for help… I was scared to my bone cause Tolu fought with a guy in the neighbourhood, I thought he came for revenge with his gang… the two wolf in human looked up and turns to Ade & Tolu… Ehn what digest from my throat could not be taking away by ocean…. My fear switched to anger seeing the duo turning us to something to laugh on, if killing isn’t a crime, I would have love to be a murderer that moment… “Guy, wetin happen weh you deh do like say Niger-Delta has arrived” I could hear Tolu asked amidst of his laugh. “Nah your mama ah offended ontop say ah give your sister belle…nah her ah think you be.. decent madman” I answered with the little breathe I had in me…
TBC.