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Adanna: The Mysterious Aba Girl || Brouhaha In The House Of God || Brouhaha In The House Of God 2: the guardian angel || Fucking With The Devil || My Woman My Everything || The Carpenter, The Witch And The Mysterious Mirrow || The Mysterious Twenty Thousand Naira || There And Back On Time: Germany Dilemma || Adanna 2 : Seeds of Adanna || Deji The Pool Boy || The Private Lesson Teacher || The Tales Of Ozila Laveda And The Bank || The Preachers Son || Adesuwa || There And Back On Time Season 2: Europe Wahala || Brouhaha In The House Of God 3: Road to hell ||Sex And The City || Fausat The Fish Seller || Who Love Me Most || Witches And Wizards || The Magnificent Brothers season one || Confession Of Funnab Yahoo Boy || Honest Illusion || Sex Robbery And Delivery Service || Once Upon A Nite Stand || My I.T Sexcapade || Murica My River Wife || How I Cherish My Sister || A Clarion Call To Confusion || Adanna3: The Sacrifice || Secrets And Scandals || The Magnificent Brothers 2 || Sins Of My Past || Diary Of An Assistant Girlfriend || Allen Avenue: Story Of A Call Worker || Cassandra || Church Rats || The University Prestos || The Curious Case Of Boda Meko || Dark Tears Of Babylon || An Ace For Oscar || The Coffin Of Errors || A Merry Chrismax || The Nemesis Of Daddy || Me And My Supernatural Girlfriend || The Road To Stardom || Three Days To Remember || || heart of a lucifer || Murica 2: How Do I Return || Three Days to remember 2 || Brother Paul || My Imsu Desire || Diana the mermaid || Belinda: tender beauty || The Darkest Hour || The Darkest Hour 2 || The Last Smile || Omolara's Faith || Blinkered || Behind Her Smile || Bukky Alakara ||Intermission: The Love ||The University Prestos || M.A.R.Y || The President Son And I || Abominable Act || In The Dark || Act Of Faith || Act Of Faith 2 ||Mr Rajas Daughter 2 || Shattered Dreams || Adanna 4: Unavoidable Nemesis || Brouhaha In The House Of God 4: Die Another Day || Brouhaha In The House Of God 5: Judgement Day || Brouhaha In The House Of God 6: Political War

ONGOING STORIES
|| Tarasha || Endless Tears || 7 Days || The Hole In The Wall || Behind Her Veil || Married || Maimed Soul || Belinda 2 || I Fell In Love || M.A.R.Y 2 || There And Back On Time 3 : The Shadow Chase || Is It A Sin || Is It A Sin 2 || Is It A Sin 3 || Isabella : In Love With A Mermaid || Once A Lover|| There And Back On Time 3: The Shadow Chase || The President Son And I : 2 || Fierce || Ownets Adventure || Brouhaha in the house of God 7: Retaliation || Apocalypse: The Second Coming

17. Goodbye Nigeria

I left Nigeria on 31st July 2002. I boarded

Alitalia airline at the MM airport Lagos

and landed in Accra on transit. We left

Ghana the same night and got to Milan

Malpenza airport in the morning.

The whole night was like a dream.

As i walked down the aircraft isle looking

up at the storage base for my seat

number. My ticket pointed to seat

Number 20A. Right behind the first class.

We were demacated with a wooden cabin.

I found my seat at the left side of the

flight. A strange and suspicious girl was

sitting on it. The lights were still on, so i

took a good look at her face first. She

was about 19 or 20.

‘Thats my chair’ i said confidently as if i

had been traveling with flight all my life.

She looked scared and surprised.

‘check your ticket’ i continued.

She opened a local handbag and brought

out her ticket.

I took a look at it and saw 20B. What!!!.

*I thought 21 Came after 20 in numerical

order, what is 20A and B again*

I was a little confused, so i settled on

the window seat, whether it was 20A or

20B.

My travel was easier and smooter due

to the fact that Amanda, my seatmate

was also a first time air traveler. She

was going to Napoli according to her, to

live with her aunty who had lived for 20

years there.

*I knew nothing about prostitution in Italy

then, so i suspected nothing*

After we had settled on our seats in the

aircracft in Lagos, Amanda started

talking to me. She was nervous as i was

but i did a very nice job at hiding my

own nervousness.

”are you going to Italy’ she asked me.

‘I am going back to Germany’ i said.

I had been warned that my passport

shows that i had been living in Germany

for seven years. I was told to be careful

if immigration or police operatives

stopped me for questions but i decided

to start practicing it with my seat mate.

”what is your name’ i asked her.

‘Amanda’ she replied and continued

talking. ‘this is my first time to fly and i

am going to Italy to live with my aunty’

She told me how she had looked for visa

for years and how god had sent the visa

from heaven etc.

We talked until the main lights went off.

We were already in the air then. A few

minutes later, we had landed in Ghana.

We both stayed in the aircraft while

people alighted. Other passengers

boarded the craft and we flew out again.

After the announcement on how we were

supposed to survive if the plane

somehow crashed or caught fire or

landed in the ocean, the lights went of

again.

It was time for proper introduction with

Amanda. Afteral i had lived in Germany

for seven years, i was supposed to act

like it.

‘what were you doing in Nigeria before

this travel’ i asked. The question seemed

to have caught her off guard as she

stammered ‘ I was a year one student

of Uniben’.

‘what about you’ she fired just to

interupt further questions from me.

‘ i returned to Nigeria to look for a wife

but i couldnt find any girl, so i am going

back’ i said.

* a nice line that has won me many

chicks*

She smiled and started lectures on how

there were millions of girls to chose

from.

‘non of the girls i saw in my village was

as beautiful as you’ i said again.

This time she laughed and relaxed a bit.

‘When you get to Italy, make sure you

call me so that i can visit you, i said as i

handed her the phone number of the guy

who was supposed to recieve me at the

Dusseldorf International Airport Germany.

My right hand that had given her the

phone number had somehow managed to

rest on her left thigh on its way back.

She said nothing as she put the phone

number inside her Aba made handbag.

My right hand had already started

moving up and down her leg as she

smiled at me.

I smiled back and promised to run from

Germany to Italy as fast as she could call

me on that number. i bent down her

head slightly and kissed her cheek.

‘ I think i have found the wife i went all

the way down to the village to look for’ i

said.

‘na God’ she managed to say as my lips

were already closing in on her own.

‘ we dey inside plane ooh’ she said out

of fear of someone seeing us.

The old Alitalia we boarded had no

individual seat TVs as the modern

aircrafts. The crappy ones inside the

craft was scattered at about 8-meter

intervals.

The faded lights coming from the one

over our heads couldnt allow other

passengers to know exactly what my

hands were doing. The height of our

seats also blocked those behind us to

see anything.

As my hands was busy caresing her

thights and bosoms and sometimes

venturing into the pubic hairs on her

vegyna, i reminded myself that that was

as far as i could venture. It was better

than nothing anyway. I stopped kissing

her lips since the old white man sitting

across the isle on our right refused to

sleep like every other nearby

passenger.

My hand was on her thigh when all of a

sudden, the brighter light came together

with the overhead speaker.

” Ladies and gentlemen, it is time to

serve you foods”

I snatched out my hand as if it was on

fire and settled back on my chair. The

Italian air hostess coming out of the first

class cabin looked at us as if she had

seen some misbehaviours.

‘ You can remove your seat belts now’

she said as she passed us.

*what!!, Nobody told me when it was time

to remove my belts, i could have had

enough space and freedom to do more

things with Amanda*

I decided not to remove the seat belt so

fast since i had told Amanda that i had

been living in Europe for years. I was

supposed to know when to take the belt

off, i presumed. I claimed to love being

on belts.

*I was vindicated when we hit turbulents

over North Africa airspace*.

A cart was pushed towards us. We were

given juice, water, small portion of badly

cooked jollof rice with grinded chicken

meat. When they asked if we wanted

beer, i nodded in affirmative and i was

given a strange can of cold beer.

After the meals, Amanda said she

wanted to sleep, so i let her be.

For me, there was nothing called sleep. I

was determined to stay awake all night. I

had been doing that in Wake keeps, it

shouldnt be a big deal, so i stayed awake

until we landed in Milan Malpenza airport

around 6am.

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