My economic Girl Part 3

She welcomed me into her house and the atmosphere in the house is beautiful, balloons and flowers filled the arena. I was captivated by an inscription on one of the balloons ” Can you read my heart? And don’t be tired of saying I love you to the person you love”!.
Could it be that she knew what was going on in heart? Those are the very words I was thinking..! Oh! What a day! She brought Tamba (Local Pap/Finger Millet gruel) and shinkun(Bread) that’s my favorite food.. yommy yommy..!!

She asked me ” please give me a few minutes to go and get some stuff, I will be right back in a jiffy dear”! I said no problem.. and she left. Vunm vunm!! vunm!!! Ah.. she forgot her phone and someone is calling her. Kwat!! Amazingly, it was my phone that was ringing. I stretched out my hand to pick up the phone and guess who was calling me! It’s Mathias Victor aka “Marlvick” Hello! Marlvick

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Prof, How are you doing”

I answered, I’m fine, thank you.

He asked ” Prof, where are you?

I’m somewhere oooh ..!

“Somewhere? Tell me.! are you in her house?

I asked him, whose house?

He answered, ” Your economic girl’s house, of course. You told me that today is her birthday, remember!? And you said, you may visit her? My prof! Best of luck… Angano.( I understand )”

I smiled, I was perplexed and happy at the same time because he took notice of my movements and he needed to know if I was safe. That’s why I cherished him so much because he values me and sees the good in me,. And he is standing by me in the quest to capture her heart to me.

She came back holding a beautiful parcel in her hands. And I was wondering, what could it be wrapped inside! Who is she presenting the parcel to? Or who presented the parcel to her!?

As I was wondering, thinking, wishing surprised, afraid all these things concomitantly. There she sat down, and I took a deep breath, unknowing to me I was sweating because I was afraid someone might have presented that parcel to her on this special day of hers, just as I am holding my own parcel too to be presented to her soon.

By Hosea Gijebeth, email [email protected]