My name is Aka episode 19

MY NAME IS AKA
Episode 19
By AMAH’S HEART

I came back to the place the second week, he began to chuckle aloud immediately he saw me by the gate.
“This girl, you again..”

“Good afternoon sir. The girl that wanted to resign, have she left? Were you able to submit my application?

He said I should wait, he was about eating when I came.
I found somewhere to sit down outside the gate.
Is not very busy place, I guess their food must be really expensive, big people walks in and out.
Cars driving in, some are alone while others have partner with them.

Aunty Julie collected her phone three days ago from the repairer and she said she haven’t received any calls yet for me concerning job.
Even Ify said no call came in for me in her phone.
that’s why I decided to come down here again.
Although I came last week and the security said the girl haven’t resigned because the month just ended and he asked me to come back this week.

The month have ended already, this was the second week of the new month, the girl supposed to have resigned.
I don’t want to miss out or another taking the place.

Someone drove out but suddenly reversed back.
“Hey… hey you..” he called out.

Is a young man but with a tinted white bear which was on one side.

I placed a hand on my chest and said “sorry, is it me that you’re calling..?

“Yea… you, come here..” he ordered

I stared at first as alot of things crossed my mind.
What if I go to him and he blow a white powder into my face and I disappear?

I have seen that happen in a movie. I waved off the fear

I stood and walked up to him.

“Do you know Kevy club house? I heard is around here but I’m not familiar with this area..”
He has a clean and nice accent and he’s really good looking both in wealth and in looks but I don’t care one bit because he’s rúde.
He needs a favor yet he can’t ask politely.

“I don’t know sir, I’m not from here..”

“You should go and ask someone, I will park and wait. I need to get to the club..”

I walked to the security gate, knocked and the same security man came out.

“, I told you that I was eating, you should have waited. Anyway, there’s no vacancy yet, the girl didn’t resign again. She said her admission is not out yet, meaning she will continue to work until us out..”

I stared at him, defeated and ångry

“But why did you ask me to wait when I can just get the message and be on my way..”

“Is because I have something I want to ask you, you know you’re a fine girl, do you have a boyfriend? If you don’t I want you to be my girlfriend. I will also help you secure another job and if is this place you want to work, I will try to see if i can fix you up somewhere..”

He makes it sound like he’s the fast food manager.
Gut filled with I pride, I detest people with ego.

I was about turning to leave when a double, loud car horn blasted like a strike.

That was way too loud.
I have forgotten another egotistic man waiting for address while sitting comfortably in his car.

“,Ehee! Do you know a way to Kevy club house..? I asked, trying to sulk up my disappointment and ánger.

“Is not far from here, oh wait! You want to go and meet somebody in the club? Are you a street worker, I don’t think so because you don’t seem like one. Do you want to go and look for job there? Club is not a good place to search for job, they won’t even give you a second look, even if you’re applying as a cleaner. Stick with me and I will make your life easy..”

“Start by making your own life easy before trying to make another who obviously doesn’t need your help..”

“You don’t need my help? So why did you come back here today..if not because you wanted my help. I can get you a good job do you know that? You’re underestimating me because I’m a common security guard in a fast food, you don’t know what I can do. Be my girlfriend first and you will see me in action..”

There was another loud horn again from the same guy’s car.
He shouted something that sounded “what the fvck is keeping you there..”

“Who’s that person horning like that? The security man asked why stretching his neck.

I pointed at the car and told him that he’s the one asking for the address to the club house.

“Sit down there and wait for me because we’ve not finish our discussion. Let me go and give the guy direction, he is obviously rich and may even roger me…”

He opened the gate and started going towards the car.
I crossed to the other side of the road and left.

I was sad as I slowly walked down by the road side.
I saw people hawking things and an idea pops into my head
What if I start selling something instead of searching for a job.

Suddenly, a car speed past me and parked several feet away.
It was the same guy asking for address.

“You left me waiting to go discuss family issue with your poor security boyfriend, he was even asking for a tip after you two wasted my time..”

“Sorry about that..” that’s all I said and kept walking.

“Hey you, come back here.. I’m still talking..” he shouted out.

I ignored him and continued on my way.
I’m having a bād day already and do not need anything adding to it.

“Listen, you don’t snub people, that’s totally wrong. I don’t understand how things works around here but I’m not pleased with any, well except some of the Africa dish..”

I stood with a straight face, maybe he will just drive on and leave me alone since we no longer have any business together
“…Where are you going?

“I don’t know, I’m searching for job and don’t know where else to go..”

“,I see! hop in let me drop you at the bustop. Well, you helped me with address so I’m gonna help by droping you close to the bus station. You can find your way from there..”

I hesitated for a while.
What’s could go wrong?

Alot of things because I don’t know him and he’s not sounding very nice or convincing.
If anything happens to me now, Nobody will care enough to search for me.

I only got myself in this big city, I will do everything to stay out of trouble and be safe.
Even though God maybe watching over me but I can’t be føôlish enough to enter the obvious trap of the enémy.
I have to be wise because that’s what my creator is expected of me.

“No, thank you. I will walk…I like walking..”

He shakes his head with a smirk on his face.

“You’re afraid that I’m gonna hûrt you? Nah na…I don’t do shït like that…”

“…is alright, since you’re searching for a job, I maybe needing your services..”

I became very interesting.

“…Come be my maid..”

“Okay sir, I will. Where’s your house..? I quickly jumped at the offer.

“Woah, slow down, you’re not starting right away. I will be rushing to United States to pick up something within the week and will rush back by next month. You will get my number and only call me by then..”

When he said rushing to United States and rushing back, he made it sound like it was right in his backyard.

I told him that I don’t have a phone to get his number.

“You’re search for Job but don’t have a phone, how unserious can you be huh? You obviously aren’t ready for a job yet..”

He was driving out gently but I kept explaining to him how it works for me.

I asked if I can give him my neighbor’s phone contact.

“That’s bülshít. Just forget it, you’re not ready to work. You wanna tell me that you can’t afford a small cheap phone? You can’t get money from your parents and get a small phone..”?

I almost said I don’t have a parents but I kept quiet.
He should just go with his househelp Job and arrogant.

Read – Tormented episode 7 – 9

I’m tired of trying to convince him.

He scribble something into a small sheet and hand over to me.

“That’s my number, call only the time I gave you to do so. I hate disturbance, remember next month end and that’s when I will be back..”

I thanked him as he was about driving off.

“Hey you, what’s your name..”

“My name is Aka..”

“Aka, I don’t usually stoop low for some peasant girl like you, I don’t give a dámn about those with low life and no class. I don’t know why I’m doing this anyway. hop into the car let me drop you at the next bustop. I don’t bite you know… except you’re choosing to walk instead..”

I hesitated again.
I don’t care if I’m a low life or whatever he called me but I’m not getting into that car.
I don’t trust him, especially the way he talks.

What if he turns me into a small rat, put me inside bottle, cover it up and drives away or even turn me into a Calabash that will be vomiting money for him.

He doesn’t look fétish but I can’t trust anyone easily.

“If you’re not gonna accept a ride then take this two thousand and sort out yourself…”
He offered me money.

“Thank you sir, I’m fine..”

“Whatever! Suit yourself..” he finally said and drove off.

The money maybe tempting, I desperately need it but he’s a stranger and I’m not meant to accept things just like that from a stranger, especially not this type of man with gut filled with pride.

I walked to the bustop, I entered the big marker, checked around for any thing I can engage myself in.

There was nothing to do that day, I left and kept coming to the market for several days.

I offered to help some store owners who were looking for assistance, they asked if I have any experience, Ifi tell them that I don’t, they will decline my offer.

I walked around asking if I can help carry goods for customers
I got few offers, but it was hectic.

Others do not even give me a second look.
Some even thought I planned to run away with their goods.

I was able to gather up six hundred at the end of the day, sometimes eight hundred.
There are days I get lesser, like five and even, four hundred.

I collect as low as fifty naira, one hundred or one hundred and fifty naira if the goods are much.
It all depends on the goods and the customers.

I always go home with serious body pain and headache.
I was seriously sick for about a week and didn’t step out during that period

I bought drugs and remained indoor.

It seems the money I realized went into drugs alone.

I don’t think I’m strong enough for such job. I saw people carrying loads, some with wheelbarrow while others with their head and I thought I can do it.

I can’t obviously last long in such job.

I feel so depressed and heartbroken. I wish I have someone I can turn to.

Is so hard out here and I’m getting tired.

I have no foodstuffs left, except for small garri.
My money is almost finished, I have only four thousand left and It will remain three thousand by tomorrow after I fetch water and get something to eat.

I don’t know how long the money will last for me but however it is I hope to still survive.
I seriously need a job, anyone at all.
Everything is frustrating and I’m almost out of cash.

Leba was getting surprisingly close to me, I suspected she’s up to something.

She said she wanted to see me, I asked if there’s any prøblem and she mentioned is about an important job opening.
She wanted to help me secure a proper job.
I went to see her in her room immediately.

“You’re young, beautiful and smart, I have observed you for a long time now and I know you’re perfect for the job..”

I was so excited and already started thanking her, maybe she was God’s sent.
Just in time for my aching heart.

I was so excited until she opened her mouth and told me what the job was about.

“Is a høokup Job. Is not only going to pay your bills, you will be able to get your own place and you will live well. I see your struggles and I’m not happy. I want to help you and make your Life better..’

“What’s høokup? I haven’t heard of such job before..is it like house maid or selling in a super market? I asked because it sounded like one interesting Job. I was interested in the hoøkup and couldn’t wait to start.

“Is none of those things aka. you will be rendering a Private service to mén. Don’t get me wrong, høokup is not like prøstituting yourself to cheap men, is better and more classy than ãshāwo work..”

My jaw dropped open as she began make the høok-up business appear right and legal.
She painted it so fine and was very convincing

“… this hoøk up job, many young girls are into it. That’s what I also do and I’m doing well for myself. I will hook you up with correct chairmen, guys that are ready to spend, those who will not delay your payment after your personal services to them. You will even travel to places, use the latest things, wear designers and meet celebrities…”

“… what do you say. If you say yes right now, I have a job waiting for you tonight. I will give you some of my skímpy outfit that will make you séxy, I will personally do your makeup so that you will look irresistable and very attractive. Trust me, I won’t collect much percentage from you..”
“.. for example, if you’re paid ten thousand per høok-up, mine is only thirty percent from the money and that’s about three thousand. You can keep the remaining seven thousand, it will be all yours. I’m only trying to help you Aka, you will come to thank me later..”

I sat quietly thinking, not knowing what to say or how to react.

Tbc