By Victor Kwame Sampong
It was Sarima’s call that woke me up the next morning to come pick her up from Swiss Spirit.
I dropped her, her boyfriend, and two others there the previous night, and promised to pick her up after her night of fun. I only offer my services like this if it’s a well-paying client. Her boyfriend indeed was generous with his wallet the night before.
I got up, took a quick bath and dashed out to my first job of the day. She came out with him, smiling and playing. After what looked like forever, kissing and caressing each other, she got into the car and I zoomed off.
We had not even gotten to Mummy B Junction when I noticed she was talking to another guy on the phone, on video I think. I heard countless apologies and excuses.
The main boyfriend had been trying to reach her the same night I took her to the Swiss Spirit Hotel, but couldn’t. She was now telling him she went to one of her girlfriend’s place with some other girls, and it seemed like her drink was spiked, making her ‘sleep off’ quite early.
Upon waking with a severe headache, she had to book a ride (me) to get drugs. I saw her showing the guy the drugs. She was actually in tears, sobbing, and trying to turn the table on the guy for accusing her falsely.
At some point, even the guy felt bad as I overheard him consoling her and apologizing for his actions.
The girl acted in a perfect scene that was Oscar-worthy. Even, I fell for it and almost believed her. I nearly doubted myself, if truly I carried the right person or if the previous night’s encounter was just a figment of my imagination.
Because, she even roped me in when she said, “Driver, no be this morning wey I book you wey you carry me go pharmacy to buy this drug?”
Mumu me didn’t know when I turned back to speak into her phone, nodding my head and saying, “Yes na”?
By the time we got to her destination at Illoabuchi, Sarima and her boyfriend had made up, with the guy promising to send her funds for medical care and breakfast.
But first, she sent my account number to him to pay for the ride and he did so handsomely. She told me it was because I supported her cause, I deserved a raise. I no send sha, because, wetin concern agbero with overload?
As she alighted, I took my time to observe. Sarima na smallie wey fine, petite, with a slender shape and curves. Not surprising why the guy from last night pulled all the stops to bring her over; and why her main boyfriend dey behave like Tony Umez.
CHORISTERS
I heard some serious gossip in my car during the week about a very popular church situated at Birabi Street in GRA.
I carried about four ladies on their way to a party. The one seated in front was in the choir but exited after she couldn’t deal with the competition within that department.
It was the one at the back, directly behind the front passenger seat that is the most recent victim. She claimed one big man in the church heard her singles and approached her for sponsorship, including a video shoot.
But some time passed and nothing happened. Upon investigation, she found out one of the henchwomen in the choir got wind of the deal, double-crossed the good Samaritan and cornered the deal for herself and her crew. And now, the man doesn’t pick up her calls any more nor respond to her messages.
She sounded genuinely hurt. The sort of sordid details they revealed about the choir department in that church left me in awe. There’s a need to clean the Augean Stables in the choir department of said church because it stinks. This isn’t even the first time I’ve heard such details about said choir department sef. However, I cannot confirm nor debunk the allegations.
My four female clients claimed that only the female lead singer named Ayanate is untouchable, as she’s the darling of the ministry and the General Overseer. However, even she too, her growth has been stifled by in-fighting, because they expected her to have blown up beyond her present station.
Once again, this isn’t confirmed news, but hearsays from four female riders, who (two of them) claimed to be choristers in that particular ministry. Make of this what you wish.
See you all next week !!!
