About 14 days past, I stood right there in front of him, holding firmly to my right!
While he smiled sheepishly. Trying to play soft. I wouldn’t budge. I wouldn’t let him deceive me! Not again.
This was not what you told me I insisted, almost screaming; now drawing attention. I was happy with the scene I was creating, knowing his type will not make amends without a third party.
“Oga, what have you done to her?” “why are men like this” “can you imagine” words began to pour in…
“See, it’s not like that. I only did what I did because of the other guy. I knew she will follow him if I had not talked like that” — He was trying to deceive the people too, trying to buy them to his side. Acting the victim.
Now I was already pissed. My face covered with bitter sneer. What effrontery! This man really thinks he is smart, like every other person is a fool.. Father Lord!
Thank God some persons were wise enough to know he is crook. “agreement is agreement” they voiced.
I became bold, aggressive and somewhat irritated; remembering how it all started, this liar, this son of a fucker! I never would have even considered him in the first place.
I was already on my way home, happy and safe in the arms of the one who truly cared…………………..
The first bus conductor, he was passionate, focused and determined.
I was still far away when he eagerly walked towards me. Spreading his hands in a manner as if to protect me. I was impressed, though a little uncomfortable.
“Madam, Upper direct #100, this way, this way,” leading me to where his bus was parked.
I was smiling and following him. Proud customer like me.
Until this other bus driver (who did not even have a conductor) appeared from no where; “Madam Upper direct #80!
To be continued…