The voice did not sound familiar in anyway thus I was reluctant to give a reply. I waited further for the person to speak. "Well, I believe you know one Zainab.." Still I kept quiet and the person continued. "Anyway, I just want to inform you that You cannot do away with my family. I will come for my wife and my daughter, no matter what you do to prevent me from seeing her. I will take this case up legally" At this point, I hung up the phone. 'Hmmm! What was I to make up of this?" I began to think. My mind drifted away for a while, then my parents returned. I noticed their faces wore some heaviness. "Mum, Dad, what's the problem?" I wasted no time in asking.
THE PRESIDENT'S WIFE...Created by E PLUS The Storyteller ✍🏾
THE PRESIDENT'S SON (Part 1) Created by E PLUS The Storyteller ✍🏾 "Make una run ooo....dem dun dey come eh!" A sudden outcry filled the atmosphere, and there was pandemonium in the entire market square. It was only a matter of seconds that all the traders had fled. A group of aggravated youths appeared in the market square with placards, while chanting. "We no go gree o! We no go gree! Give us our right, we no gree!" The chant persisted as each of the youths began to destroy stalls and wares while turning tables and chairs, upside down. ________________ Somewhere in the state house were frantic calls almost bursting through the air. The Chairman of Kolobri community, Warebi, quickly picked up the phone and answered. "Good morning Mr. President," "Good morning Honourable Warebi, what's going on with your community? I thought we already set...
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