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                        SISI EKO!                             ✍ At that moment, even the drop of a pin would have sounded so loud!  It seemed the question was directed at Abigail. She smiled and maintained a calm disposition and just as she was about responding, Samuel interrupted.  "em..madam, actually she is our new member." Samuel stated.  The woman responded with a cheerful smile.  "Wow! You really dance so well..haha! Are you sure you're not going to take over the entire city?" She exclaimed excitedly.  The other members responded cheerfully.  "I guess so madam. Thanks for the compliment." Samuel responded like he was about dismissing the woman.  "Alright, then. This is for everyone, just to express how much I appreciate you." The woman said as she brought out a brown envelope and stretched it forward. Everyone was quite surprised as they exchanged glances. Samuel received the envelope as he was all smiles. "Wo

                          SISI EKO. It was a very long day as Abigail tried to put up with the latest development. She had managed to feign an outstanding performance with the 'Street Dancers.' on the festival podium.  Apparently, everyone enjoyed the performance as there were loud ovations from every nook and cranny. Abigail was yet to get over the razzmatazz as she panted for breath! Whilst she was off the stage, she whispered to Samuel: "Please, what on earth just happened?" Samuel responded with another cheerful smile. "Well, I guess that was your first official 'Dance!' " He exclaimed and the other members jeered. Abigail was baffled. She couldn't wait to leave as soon as she could. "Relax! This is just a Dance Troup! We won't bite! besides you have all it takes to be here!" One of the ladies stated. Then, tagged along a middle aged woman, dressed in a casual outfit. She headed towards the Troup as she was all smiles. &qu

                         SISI EKO.         🍃  Abigail stood still for a while, She seemed lost as she looked at the group of people, then she turned to Samuel who was by this time, smiling. "Well, meet my friends." He said. Abigail hesitated for a while before she responded. "Hello!" She said as she tried to put up a cheerful smile. Then, she thought, what was Samuel up to? As far as she was concerned, she only wanted her note pad returned and the last thing on her mind was some sort of introduction to a random group. "Hello!" They chorused as they smiled cheerfully.  "So, this is the young lady who gave the viewers a spectacular show the other day." Samuel said.  Abigail stood still for a while, She seemed lost as she looked at the group of people. She turned to Samuel who was by this time, smiling. "Well, meet my friends." He said. Abigail hesitated for a while before she responded. "Hello!" She said as she tried

SISI EKO! 📂 Samuel hesitated again, this time even much longer. After a while, he responded.   "Well, your Note pad slipped out of your bag while dancing and before I noticed, you had gone and then, I saw your name and number at the back." Samuel replied.  Abigail was taken aback. She had hardly noticed anything was missing in her bag so she quickly checked and confirmed.   "So, how do I get my Note pad? It's very important." Abigail inquired.   "Well, that's simple! Just attend the Dance Festival!" Samuel exclaimed cheerfully. Abigail breathed down. At this point she knew she had no choice.   "Okay..i will be there. Let me have the details." She responded.                  📂  Abigail was all set as she put on some perfume. She stood in front of the standing mirror and gazed upon her reflection for few seconds. She turned around slightly and assessed her backside. Pretty contented with what she saw, she adjusted

                      SISI EKO. ✍ Abigail, still held on to her handset as she tried very hard to recall the voice over the Phone. "Sorry, who is speaking?" She inquired. There was a brief silence and Abigail could perceive the hesitation. "Well, I guess you may not even remember the voice so quickly. This is Samuel." The speaker said. Still, Abigail was unable to discern. "Samuel, please your name doesn't ring a bell.." She replied. Then, the speaker laughed. "The only bell it might ring is the Fantastic Dance you showcased that evening the Dance Troup was passing by. Suddenly, Abigail could recall! It was the young man who had insisted she danced with him. "Really!? This is a surprise!" Abigail exclaimed. "Yeah! I just called to say 'Hi'." Samuel said. "Well, that's thoughtful of you." Abigail responded. "I was hoping you could attend one of our shows in a couple of Days

                              SISI EKO. ✍ Abigail and her Mother turned to see her Father standing before them. He stared at Trishia and shook his head repeatedly.  "Listen my Princess, you cannot keep running each time we have a serious conversation. You have to settle down." He said. Abigail's Mother looked sternly at him. "Abeg, Papa Abigail e don du o! e don du!" She exclaimed angrily. Abigail just remained quiet as she watched her Father. Then he walked away, still shaking his head. ************ "My Pikin, make we dey go jare! No mind your Papa!" Abigail's Mother exclaimed as they both stepped out of the House. Abigail had returned home feeling very exhausted. She flung herself on the couch and deliberately closed her eyes. She pondered on her Father's words. "You have to settle down." Soon, she tried falling asleep, then suddenly her phone rang. Quickly, Abigail stood up and reached out for her bag

                       SISI EKO. ✍ Abigail was grumpy through out the entire stay in her parents' house. She pondered over the words of her father. Soon, she thought it was better to leave. As she prepared to move, her mother walked into the room. She observed Abigail was not in a cheerful mood. "Ah han! My pikin, you don dey go? Wetin happen nau?" She asked as she panicked. Abigail looked up at her Mother. "Mami, yes..I'm leaving. Why should Papa say I'm the cause of his state of health?" Abigail lamented. Her Mother sat on the bed and beckoned on Abigail to sit close to her. "My Pikin, abeg..no vex. Na old age dey worry your Papa, I know sure say him mean am." Abigail's Mother appealed. For a while, Abigail remained quiet.  "Mami, Papa should know that I will marry when it's time." Abigail exclaimed. "Ehn...I know..you know say na you be our only pikin." Abigail's Mother said. "

                           SISI EKO. ✍ Abigail and her Mother were puzzled at her Father's reaction. Abigail wondered what was amusing as her father laughed uncontrollably. "Papa, you seem to find it amusing that you no longer have pile." Abigail said, quite curiously. Her father took a spoon full of hot pepper soup and swallowed carefully. "Look, my princess, I am aware." He replied as he gulped a glass of water, almost immediately. "How you come take know say you no get pile and you no even tell any body?" Abigail's Mother queried. "Well, everyone was insisting that the Doctor run a check up on me even when I declined." Abigail's Father stated. Abigail pondered for few seconds. "So Papa, if I may ask, what is really the problem?" Abigail asked. Her Father drank more spoons of pepper and rested on his back. Then, he smiled and turned to Abigail. ✍ You now can buy this Novel! Click and Downlo