Good evening house

Good evening house

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Few years ago I asked a lady out for a lunch date through Facebook, She said she was going to bring her friend along since it was our first meeting.

Abike and I have been chatting for a while now, so it was only nice i got to know her better. And I had already started catching feelings online

So on the day for the date, I got prepared for it.

I wore my best suit. I needed to Impress her. When I got to the restaurant which she choosed I was shocked; because it looked expensive.

They have already ordered for two bottles of wine. One for her and her friend and one for me.

I wanted leaving because I could not afford the wine. But Abike told me to calm down, that this was her treat since she is the one that choosed the restaurant.

I was impressed but again uncomfortable, was this a set up? Many thoughts ran through my mind.

During the lunch date we ate and drank. We had fun.

Everything went perfectly. After the lunch I followed them to the Uber that took them home.

That afternoon became my happiest moment. She just paid for our food and she didn't even ask me for Transport fare back home. 100% wife material i screamed out as uber drove off.

So I went to my friends house to tell him about my date experience. I met him laying on the bed. And immediately i woke him up. Jide guy. I have found the one. I told Jide. Guy what's the problem? Jide asked me still waking up from sleep.

Bro I went to that restaurant, Abike brought plus one as I told you. We ate, we drank and she paid for it. She didn't ask me for a dime. I said excited. You took a girl out on your first date and she paid? She didn't ask you to pay? Jide asked me. Yes na. To shock you even more as they were going, she ordered uber. I said. I know it. So you paid for the uber? Jide asked me. Oga allow me finish first. She ordered uber and she paid for it. I didn't pay. Guy I am calling this girl now to ask her to be my girlfriend. Like guy i have found the one. I said.

Immediately my phone started ringing. It was Abike calling. Hello sweetheart Am in your house now. Where are you? Abike asked me over the phone. My friends house. What are you doing in my house? I asked confused. Come on babe. I just moved in. Please can you come home? The sun is too hot. Abike said. Guy what's going on? Jide asked me, I mute the call. Guy its Abike my Facebook date. She is in my house with her belongings. Omo bro you are a married man like this o. Jide said. I unmute the call. Abike are you joking with me? I asked Her over the phone. Babe na. Abike said.

I had to hurriedly leave Jide's house and went to my own house. Behold I saw Abike sitting on my corridor with her bags and other stuffs.

I blinked my eye to be sure of what I was seeing. I didn't remember asking her to be my girlfriend why this drama. What are you doing here? I asked Abike. Is that how you welcome your wife to be? Abike asked me smiling.

Anyways I came for us to prepare for our wedding. Abike said as she left out an evil smile.

From there i knew there was problem.

Happy new month house

Good afternoon everyone the house

SOME WONDERS OF CASSAVA TREE

If you are carrying a heavy load on your head either from the farm, work sight, etc.
Cut one stem of cassava and put on the load you are carrying or use it as a walking stick to support yourself while walking.

Benefits

You won't feel the weight of the load you are carrying.

It makes your load lighter, our ancestors and grandparents knows this that's why you see elderly people in the village place cassava stem on their load or use it to aid their movement when carrying heavy load while going or returning from the farm.

(2)If you see a snake in the bush bush and it threatens you, or it enters your house and you can't kill it.
Go and cut cassava stem, break off the leaves at the tip of it and throw the stem on top of the snake, it will die within 5minutes by itself.

(3)If rats are disturbing your house, pluck cassava leaves and place at 4corners of your room and they will run away and won't come back for a long time.

(4) place cassava stem at the four corners of your house, wall geckos won't come close to your building.

If you doubt it, try it and give me feedback.

He came to propose to me, and died in my hostel

Jareth came over to my hostel that evening. We ate, laughed, and talked about everything—our future, our plans, the names of our unborn kids. It was perfect.

By nightfall, he yawned and stretched.

"Babe, I’ll be leaving soon. I just need to rest a little before heading home. Tomorrow’s a busy day at work."

"Okay,"

I smiled, kissing his forehead.

I let him sleep.

But at 9 PM, when I tried to wake him, he didn’t move.

"Jareth?"

I whispered, shaking him lightly.

Nothing.

"Babes? Ademi, Ayanfe mi?"

I shook him harder.

"Jareth, wake up!"

Still nothing.

I pushed, slapped, screamed—no response. His body was warm, but he wasn’t breathing.

Then, the real horror set in.

Jareth was dead.

My neighbors were gone for the night. It was as if they all planned to go to a party that night.

I was alone.

See me, see Kirikiri.

See court, see jail!

I grabbed his shoulders, shaking him with all my might.

"Jareth, please! Don’t do this to me!"

He didn’t even twitch.

I pounded his chest. I tried mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. I did everything I had ever seen in a medical drama, but he just lay there, lifeless.

Then... his phone rang.

I looked at the screen.

His mum.

I froze.

Then another call—his elder sister. Then another—his younger brother.

As if they knew. They kept calling.

My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would explode.

What would I tell them?

I panicked.

I couldn’t call the police. No hospital would accept him without a proper explanation.

I am finished.

My stomach churned. I ran outside to throw up in the nearby gutter. I started coughing. I was disoriented.

Then, his friends started calling too.

I had to move him.

But how?

His body felt heavier than the weight of my sins.

I dragged him to the car, struggling to lift him inside.

The boot? No. That was too suspicious.

I sat him upright in the passenger seat and buckled him in.

Then, I started the engine.

As I drove out, the security greeted him.

"Bros don jonz. He like life. See as he sleep. Bros we greet oh."

One of them laughed.

If only they knew.

I reached the big ditch. Student usually use it as a dumb site.

I turned off the car and sat there, crying for an hour.

"Jareth, please wake up. Please, baby. We had plans. Our dream house, our children... we were supposed to grow old together."

Nothing. I caught myself talking alone. I was beginning to run mad!

His lifeless body just sat there, unmoving.

I wiped my tears. I had no choice.

I opened the car door, went to his side, and pulled his body toward the ditch.

Then—something small rolled out of his pocket.

A small box.

I bent down and picked it up with trembling hands.

An engagement ring.

I stopped breathing.

He came to propose to me.

That realization shattered my soul.

I staggered back, the air suddenly too thick to inhale.

My entire body shook.

I couldn't do it. I laid on he floor with him, begging him to just wake for some minutes, and propose to me.

No.

I had to go back. I had to tell his family the truth. Whatever happened next, I will be ready.

I wiped my eyes, summoned all my strength, and struggled to lift him back into the car.

I was almost at my hostel gate when police stopped me.

They checked and tried to wake him but he didn't.

"I don't know why fine girl like you will be dating drunkard like this."

I was nearly ruining mad. How the police didn't noticed was beyond my understanding.

When I got home, my door was open.

I knew I locked it.

Something moved inside. I saw a sharp shadow running in my house.

My heart should have skipped a beat. But it didn’t. Because I was already dead inside.

Jareth was gone.

Whoever was inside could kill me if they wanted.

I grabbed a wooden plank near the door and stormed in.

And then—

UPROAR.

"SURPRISE!!!"

My legs buckled.I blinked, confused.

In front of me stood Jareth’s mum, my mum, my brother, his siblings, his friends— even my neighbours

All smiling.

My friends, Helen, Lydia and Johana all opening their wide teeth and holding balloons.

Then— music started playing.

A saxophonist emerged from my room, holding a small banner that read:

"Turn around."

I slowly turned.

And there he was Jareth.

Alive. Smiling. Holding the same ring I had seen by the ditch.

"Babe,"

he grinned.

"You always say nothing scares you. So, I decided to put that to the test. I love you. Please....."

I didn't bother to wait to hear the last sentence before I collapsed.

I woke up to laughter and claps.

Jareth sat beside me, holding my hand.

"So... will you marry me?"

he whispered.

With no strength left to scream or faint again, I nodded.

"Yes."

I will forever love him.

But first...

I need to kill him.

The End.

Spicezz Writes

Good evening, folks.
Happy new month, dearies
I pray the month of April will bring you both joy and wealth
You'll be rich in all things that matters
Right in opportunities, rich in health, rich in peace, rich in happiness, rich in mercies and favor.
No evil shall come near you and your household
Have a beautiful April

Good evening house

Happy new month everyone in the house