A loud horn blared outside making the members of the Chuks household discomfited for a while. The horn goes again and Jael decides to check who it is. She opens the gate and see a blue Ferrari 296 GTB packed just beside the gate. The tinted glass window rolls down and she meets the excited face belonging to Beersheba.
"It's you?" She questions lifting up her right eyebrow.
"Good morning." Beersheba starts beaming with smiles. "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine. You?"
"I'm feeling great. Where's Zechariah?"
"Inside. You're here for him?"
"Well.... Yes. I felt it would be great if we left for work together."
"Okay. Will you come in?" Jael offers.
"Sure." She gets off the car and dusts off imaginary dirt from her green turtle neck gown complimented with black Nike sneakers.
'So much for being the GMD of a clothing company.' Jael thinks and leads her into the house.
They enter into the living room to meet curious stares from Mrs Chuks. She gives Beersheba a once over look before the latter goes on her knees to greet her.
"Good morning ma."
"Good morning my dear. How are you doing?"
"I'm fine ma."
"Please have your seat." The elderly woman says and points to the cream couch behind Beersheba. The young lady takes her seat and looks round the house before returning her gaze to Jael who is now whispering something to their mother.
"Where's he?"
Family ππππ. Let me tell you a secret, you want to know it right? I love you π. Like a lot ooo πβΊοΈ. Thanks so much for sticking to Choice. Infact I might bro Zechariah fall in love with you sef, ππππ. It's like you want Beersheba to kill me abi, me wey no get mindπππ. Like seriously, Beersheba just gave our handsome specimen a week ultimatum oo. This kind love sef, like seriously πΊπΊ, when it's not a leave notice that you have one week to leave the house ππ. This chapter is dedicated to Esthertaydaddy and Maarryyama thanks so much for the votes. You're so much appreciated ππ.
My people, we all are sure complaining about the issue here in our country, but I feel the need for us to take a step. That step is prayer. We need to pray for this country, let's say this, "Lord pass through this country." That word with all the sincerity and faith in you can make God rise up to do something about our country. It is well with Nigeria, by God's grace it is. Do take care of yourself π and remember that Christ loves you, like a lot a lot πβ£οΈβ£οΈ. Enjoy your sleep.
Yours in Ink; Bethel β’
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