The Shenanigans 1

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PART 1
"The SHEnanigans "
©️Opeyemi Akintunde 
INSPIRED BY THE TRUTH REVEALER.

Beauty was the definition of Morayo, but Penniless was the best description of who she was in her own eyes.

Morayo sat in front of her late mother's  empty shop which could pass for a closed shop. The glory of the shop had departed.There was nothing left  in the store. Her mother's demise swept away everything they owned. She and her siblings were left with no hope. The future was looking bleak, thanks to the wasteful life their father was living.

Adio was the community drunk, he was so notorious a drunk that as early as 7:30am he was already wasted...

"How can you be fine like this and be poor, Babe you dey waste ooo" Morayo remembered Aunty Gloria's usual words. She watched in lust as Aunty Gloria was joyfully counting  the Naira notes  she was making from   selling her wears two shops away.

Aunty Gloria was the thrift cloth seller. In Nigeria, where they both hailed from, thrift wears were popularly called "bend down select" or " Second hand" or better still "Okrika". Aunty Gloria was very popular in the area and a lot of young girls in the vicinity paid homage to her. At the time beautiful Morayo was sitting in front of her mother's dead shop, she didn't know why a lot of young girls adored Aunty Gloria. Morayo however had always guessed it had something to do with her ability to select beautiful second hand clothes...

The horn of a car drew her back from the land of hopelessness she always travelled to. She lived daily in that land... 

Morayo looked towards the car wondering what the horn was about. Aunty Gloria was actually the one calling her and the driver was only trying to help by blaring the horn. Morayo jumped up from the ground where she sat with the hope of lunch coming from whatever errand Aunty  Gloria wanted her to run.

" Osas, this is her... Her name is Morayo, you can see she is very beautiful, see  skin as in dey glow. She never rub better oil for body, see as she dey, if she come rub better cream nko? You no see wetin me dey see" ( Osas, Check her skin out, she is yet to apply good oil and cream on her body, Can you imagine how she will look when that happens?)

" I dey see am Aunty Gloria!" ( I can see Aunty Gloria) The beautiful dark skinned lady in the car said

" See as she yellow like Mammywater ( Mermaid). Smile give am , make she see your white teeth. Osas, this girl never use better toothpaste,  see as teeth white, you dey see wetin I dey see"

" Aunty, I dey see am well, but this one get mind?" ( Aunty, is she strong at heart?) Osas asked

" This one hardship don strong her mind, her Mama don kick bucket, she for dey play ball for heaven."

" Heaven? Aunty Gloria, na you know who dey go heaven or hell" Osas said laughing

" I too sure say na heaven she go dey, because she be good person. Na the reason I wan help her daughter, she get three sisters and two brothers, so she need all the help she fit get" Aunty Gloria kept marketing Morayo like she was one of her "Second hand wears"

" Aunty Gloria, give me some time please... What's your name?" Osas asked

" Mora..." Morayo was saying before Aunty Gloria cut in...

" Her name be Mo'... She get stylish name sef." Aunty Gloria said

" Alright Mo' , I will get back to Aunty Gloria... Can I take a picture of you? It will help me know where exactly to place you."

" Yes ma!"  Morayo said as she stood for the picture...

" Pose well na, You don't know where this picture is going..." Aunty Gloria said as she pushed  and bent  Morayo in the name of encouraging her to have different poses...

Osas was not in the  recruitment mood.  She was done recruiting for the year, plus she was just recovering from a major breakup but the moment she sighted the young girl, she knew she had to have her. Her talk about getting back to her was just one of the tricks of the trade.    HUNTERS must NEVER sound desperate,  the ones HUNTED must see it as a privilege to be HUNTED...

" So , pray I get a spot to place you"  Osas said

Morayo didn't know what she was talking about . 

"What spot is this beautiful dark skinned  stranger trying to secure for me?" Morayo asked within herself.

"Tell her thank you!" Aunty Gloria said to Morayo

" Thank you Ma" Morayo said 

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" I am sure you are wondering what just happened " Aunty Gloria asked Morayo

Morayo nodded in the affirmative...

" Like I always say, you can't be fine like this and be poor, that Aunty I introduced you to na correct big girl, the house wey she dey live be like mansion, I dey supply her Okrika. She get plenty girls wey she dey sponsor go abroad. I just want her to help you ooo"

" Thank you Aunty Gloria, but can I ask a question?" 

" Go on, I dey hear you!"

" What work will she help me find?"

" Na woman work!" 

Morayo's  sixteen  year old mind  was trying to figure out what kind of work was called " Woman work!". Was it washing, cooking or what?

To be continued...

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