CHAPTER 11: THAT KISS

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Me: « Allo »

Yul: « Hello Tomiwa, welcome back! I hope you had a nice flight! »

Me: « Hi! Yeah, it was nice…. But at the same time, I am so tired… I am trying to sleep now. »

Yul: « Ok, but in case you need something, don’t hesitate, just call me at any time. »

Me: « ok, I have heard. »

Yul: « good night, beautiful lady, « He said.

Me: « Thanks, good night to you too. »

 CLICK

The next day early in the morning.

At times I just asked myself: why am I wasting time? Why am I not taking the right decision, which is to start a serious relationship with Yul? He can be kind when he wants, like that time on the phone when he called me. What am I saying? He has been kind since I know him; it is just me that has been very aggressive towards him.

 Well, I’ll think about it… I’ll seriously think about it… and you know what, I am tired of being alone. The last relationship I had, ended six months ago. So now I need someone that can warm my bed if you know what I am saying!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

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PING… PING… PING… PING… PING…

 

 

The horn of cars on the street woke me up. I stood up and went to the bathroom to ease myself. I realized that it was just 4 O’clock in the morning when I looked up to the bathroom watch.

 

I decided to shower right away. I couldn’t go back to sleep. I got prepared and waited in my room for the time the company bus will come and pick us up. It was very early but better for me to be prepared on time than rushing to get ready and be running after the time.

 I finally changed my decision and went to take my breakfast at the hotel restaurant while waiting for the bus.

 

As I got to the restaurant, I still did not see Ihuoma. It was extraordinary strange for me!!!!!!!! Where could she have been? She was supposed to be part of this training, but since yesterday that we landed, I hadn’t heard from her. I tried her SA number, it was roaming, but I still did not get her that morning. Well, let me wait till I get to the office.

 

We got to the office around 08h40am. I thought I got 20mns to have a small gist with her before the training start if I find her. I looked around and ask to some of other staff that may have come with her. But nobody seems to have seen her.

 Hummmm……… very strange!!!!!!! And she also did not try to get in touch with me. On my way to the conference room, I met Lanre, the admin officer and asked him if he saw Ihuoma. He told me yes, that she arrived two days ago, but she had to rush down to Abuja urgently and that she is supposed to be back to LagoS today around 12noon.

 

Puff! At least somebody saw her. So I was now sure that she was around.

But what was that emergency that made her go to Abuja so urgently? I got to the conference room and noticed that some staffs already took all the front seats… so I decided to stay at the back. The teacher had not arrived in the class yet, so I started thinking back about Oma.

 

I became worried. Ihuoma will be in Lagos and will not call me knowing fully that I am in town!  Well, I don’t recall people changing as fast as this; we can’t predict human attitude but hmmm, my Ihuoma…. Noooooooooo she is not like that… it was strange for me.

 

Then I started thinking about the so-called Cartel too. Who knows? Maybe that Oma’s emergency was all about their so-called Cartel.

 

I started drawing some plans that will help me get enough information before I go back to Dakar. What was it exactly sef? Was it a cultism group? Was it a kind of community for help? Was it an association or type of syndicate? Pfffff… too many questions to get answers for.

 

Still, I wanted to know if Yul was part of them even though he had already told me he is not part of them… hummmmm …… I was not convinced because, for me, how could he have had such information without being part of them? I wanted to be sure before I get involved in any relationship with him.

 

It was the voice of the teacher that brought me out of my thinking.

 

Teacher: « Hello everybody! » She said.

 

We: « Hello! » we answered.

 

Teacher: « I hope everybody had a pleasant flight and relaxed well because for the course we’re going to have this week, I’ll need your full attention, and for the second week, we’re going on the field for practice.

 

But before we start, I am going to introduce myself to you. I am Ms Nancy Ronkey Dawodu. IATA Training and performance Officer, from the IATA West African Branch ».

 

She was a wonderful lady, looking lovely in her sexy but decent dress. She had a stern look with her glasses but seemed friendly when she was talking to us.

 

She put the projector on and showed us the program. At that particular moment, Yul entered with Kunle (Mr too much money, you remember him, right?). They sat down, and she continued.

 

Nancy, showing us the program that was projected on the whiteboard:

« This is what you will do for the first week:

 

• Manage the full turnaround of aircraft, coordinating resources and processes.

• Apply best practices to be safe, punctual, and commercially successful in turnaround services, especially loading of baggage and cargo.

• Design and offer consistent services that meet airline needs and follow the widely accepted AHM and IGOM standards.

• Manage the off-loading/ loading procedures of aircraft.

• Analyze, understand and apply the safety and punctuality aspects of loading operations.

• Take a leading role in your ramp team.

And for the second week we will look at

Understand what are ICAO’s Standards and Recommended Practices for emergency planning at airports.

• Meet the legal responsibility to manage emergencies at the airport.

• Coordinate a response plan among the airfield and ground service departments, as well as the various outside agencies.

• Develop tabletop and full-scale emergency drills.

• Evaluate crisis management systems at aerodromes and identify required improvements.

 

After her presentation, we started the course properly till 12noon. Up till now, everything went well. This was really a manager course. I think I now know why Yul wanted me to be part of this workshop. Do you guy think agter all he will want me to be Dakar station Manager? Who knows?

It was exciting. As soon as we were on break, I immediately called Ihuoma. She picked her phone up at the second ringtone.

 

Yul and Kunle went out from the training room. Hum…. Can you see your friend? He cannot even come and say hello to me… hisss!!!! Ok, we will see.

 

Oma: « hey, my one and only french Yoruba girl, how you dey? »

 

Me: « Shut up, you no serious o babe! You no serious at all; I’ve been calling you since yesterday; you cannot even pick up my calls or call me back. »

 

Oma:  » what happened? I miss one episode of your story o? waitin dey happen that you start harassing me like that, what have I done, I forgot my phone in my hotel room?

Me: « Look at you! I no blame you; it is me … »

 

Oma: « Babe, cool down. I am on my way to the office now. We go talk, ok! Relax! »

 

Click!

 

Can you imagine?

 

I was the one calling o, and she hangs the phone on me. Crazy girl!

 

I did not go out to take have lunch, so I stayed in the classroom. Our break time lasted one hour, and we resume at 01 pm.

 

Ihuoma entered the class at that moment and came straight to sit down near me. I did not ask her anything, and she too did not say anything at all. Humm better…

 

We finished at 4 pm. That was when Oma turned to talk to me.

 

Me: « You have two minutes to tell me where? Why and how? Because the bus is not going to wait for us, and I don’t wanna be back to my hotel late. »

 

Oma: « Babe come on, waiting dey vex you like this? You should not be annoyed na…. Do you know what happen? Kunle called me from Abuja last Friday saying that he will like us to meet there. So I said yes, why not? At the same time, we are also here for fun. Abi na? … that is how I went to meet him, and we spent the weekend together in ABJ.

We came back together this morning, but I had to rush back to the hotel to change. And here I am.

 

Me: « You know Oma, what I wanted was just for you to answer my calls or even send me an SMS, that’s all. »

 

Oma: « I know my dear! Am your one and only Oyinbo girl like you usually say… sorry o!!!!!! » she shouted!

 

Me: « Hummmmmmmm ok! »

 

Oma: « Good. Now guess what, we are invited this night by the guys! We’re going to the MACC lunch event. Please say yes!

 

Me: « Hummmmmm Oma you are back again! Never tired hein!!!! You just came back from Abuja, and you want to be going to parties, relax small na… and when you say the guys, who are you talking about? »

 

Oma: « You sef… na wa for you ooo. Why are you so uptight like that?  Free yourself, babe, and enjoy the life…. » And (she said dancing to a silent music) then…. She stopped dancing, put her hands on her waist, and said

 

« don’t you have gist for me…. Cause I heard Kunle talking with Yul on the phone, and saying something like < Ol’ boy, you should finish with that girl oooo, finish what you started in Dakar na, u dey take too much time with that sissi o…>

 

“So am waiting,” she said. She was looking at me with an expression of expectation as if she wanted to say, “don’t ever lie to me.”

 

Me: “Ok, babe, but what do you want to hear again? I have already told you everything na.”

 

Oma: “You better tell me o, I know you’ve told me, but there is something I want to hear from your mouth that you have not said yet……. Tell me so like that I’ll teach you great and mighty things that you knowest not.”

 

Me: “please, let’s go. I don’t want to get to the hotel late at night; you know Lagos go slow.”

 

Oma: “Forget about the bus; our driver is waiting for us.”

 

I just smirked as if I knew that somebody was waiting for us……… She stood up, and we went out of the training room. We took the lift and went downstairs. We got out of the office.

Eventually, our so-called driver and his co-driver were waiting for us at the parking. We entered the car and greeted the honorable Yul and Kunle.

 

I told you na…. I knew it was them, the people waiting for us.

 

We talk small with Kunle only hein because your friend, I didn’t know what was wrong with him. He was strangely silent. After greeting us back, he did not say anything.

 

They dropped us at the hotel and promised to come and pick us back in two hours. We got on my floor and entered my room. I picked my clothes up and went straight to Ihuoma’s room. We were on the same floor.

 

When we got to her room, we immediately took our showers, one after the other, and got prepared. While we were doing all those women stuffs,

 

Ihuoma asked me: “What do you feel for him, babe? Tell me,” At this level, I don’t think I could have hidden something from her again.

 

Me: “Hummmmmmmm Oma, I don’t know ooooo. It is like I am not myself again when I am with him. I am so attracted to him; I fancy him…. He is so cute, so fine… I like everything about him…. His voice, his lips, his body, and most likely his hands……”

 

Oma talking to herself: “Well! Well! Well! Ihuoma, I think you have a big work to do with this girl sitting down there (she pointing at me) cause somebody is in love right now!!!!!!! I can see it!” and she started laughing…..

 

She said to me as she came to sit down near me: “You see, I told you that you did not tell me everything on the phone. Don’t worry, and we’re going to do something concerning this issue, ok! I nodded like a little girl that just made a mess.

 

We dressed up very simple that night. I put on a red topaz gown with the back open till the beginning of my bottom, gold shoes, and took a purse as accessories without forgetting my gold belt. I wanted to be sexy and attractive, at the same time simple.

 

Ihuoma had on a black trouser with a light peach transparent top with some gathers at the front. Her peach shoes and bag and hop we were out of the room. Hmmm, we were just so lovely.

 

We went downstairs to wait for the guys. It didn’t take long before Kunle called Ihuoma to say they are at the car park waiting for us.

 

As we got to the parking, they were outside the car waiting for us while talking and smoking. They were backing us—that why they didn’t see us as we were approaching where they were parked. We only saw their back, but mehnnnn….. Check out their their swagggggg……

 

It was Ihuoma that made them turn back when she shouted, Kuuuunnnnnllllleee booooboooo! This girl sef, at times I wonder for her style oooo.

 

Immediately they heard her voice; they turned back to look at us. Hmmm… if you see the way they were looking. They were just BABA with their mouth open…

 

Oma: “yeah! Yeah! Yeah! We know we are beautiful. Thanks but instead of staying like people that have never seen fine ladies, better for us, we go now before I change my mind.” We all laughed.

 

As I enter Kunle’s car, Yul just grabbed my hand and said….

 

“No beautiful woman… mine is there.” TIC TIC…. He just open his Mercedes ML 250  blue TEC 4matic. Nonnnnnnnnnn ça c’est seulement ce qu’on appelle la swaguassitude quoi. i just had to say that in french ooo. they all looked at me and laughed.

 

He opened my door (hummmmmm, since when Naija men are romantic? I am just asking a simple question ooooo), and I entered.

 

He also entered and put on the car. As he sat down on the driver’s side, his perfume was smelling everywhere in his car. He put on the radio, and it was Yes/No of Banky W going on with a loud sound. Ohhhhh, my song, I like the music too much even though Myria Azizet said it’s too much of « miss independent » from Neyo… Almost a copy and paste… hmmm, but I like the song oooo.

 

We waited for 02 mins like that. He did not move and did not talk. So I asked him,

 

Me: “What are we waiting for or what are you waiting for?”

 

Yul: “For my kiss,” he said as simple as it is with a sexy voice……

 

wèèèèèèèèèèèèè !!!!!!!!!!! oyayoooooooo ooooo! My people, the temperature of my body just arouse at that moment.

 

Am telling you, girls, even the most uptight lady would not have been able to resist in this kind of atmosphere, true, it was just so …… let me not say the word.

 

I started saying to myself, and I wish I could go far, far away from here. I wish I could sit elsewhere, like in Kunle’s car, but I couldn’t. I have to act natural with him. I should not show him the way I felt for him now.

 

I know, two hours ago, I was telling Ihuoma I was crazy about this man and now am acting as if I don’t want to see him. Believe me, and I don’t know what is happening to me. Is that falling in love with the right man?

 

Hum…. God, abeg if it is, means I will always loose all my senses whenever I am with him ooo.

 

No, not now!!!!! K-T, you got to be cool about this. You’ve got to keep a cool head. I know I may fail miserably but damn it!!!!!, I’ll try it.

 

This guy was just not acting like a standard way a man that wants a woman should act. You guys know what I mean abi… like trying to pick up the girl, telling her I like you, I want to be with you, please think about It and let me know and so and so on.

 

He was just putting me on the fact. His ways were way far too different… for him I was already “HIS” girlfriend….. Even if my body was saying yes, I wanted to hear my mouth say it < Yes Yul, I want to be yours… I’d like to start a relationship with you >

 

So back in the car………………

 

Yul: “For my kiss” As he said that, he just carefully slid by my side and held my chin and turn my face gently for me to look at him.

 

Oh noooo!!! This man was so cute!!!!!!!

 

Yul: “Tomiwa,” he said.     hummmmmmmmm ….; that accent was so delicious, I wanted to meltdown on my seated position.”

 

Me: “hum!”

 

Yul: “I am waiting.”

 

I did not answer. There was nothing to say again. I just kissed him. Our lips started the butterfly dance but 03mns later he stopped, looked at me and said:

 

“You look so naïve Tomi, like an angel that just descended from heaven to earth. Your lips are like a cherry rose petal waiting to be tasted, bitten, and savored again. They seem so juicy to be licked. Hum… I am going to take care of them soon… but for now, we have an event to attend at the Radisson Blu Anchorage Hotel on Ozumba Mbadiwe Street in Victoria Island.”  He was saying all that while kissing my neck, my chin, my cheeks, and my nose.

 

Hummmmm!!!!!! This man wan kill me ooooo, the way it is now…. I don’t know ooooo…. But it will be hot this night…. Hein my people, what do you think na????…

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Wouaaaawouuuu I hope you guys enjoyed this part.

Oya tell me jareeeee

CHAPITRE 10: HOTEL RYSARA

Hiya ici! on dit quoi… voici une partie pour vous.

Je poste en Anglais et en Français. Comme cela tout le monde peut suivre l’histoire de Tomiwa.

Désolé pour les fautes de frappe.

Bonne lecture.

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Moi : « S’il vous plaît Madame, pouvons-nous avoir le menu ? je m’adressais à une servante qui passait devant nous.

La femme ne s’est même pas retournée et n’a pas fait attention à nous. Elle continua simplement sa route.

Moi : « Vraiment ! Le client n’est plus roi dans certains restaurants ! Regardez-la… Dominique, s’il te plait appelle la serveuse pour nous ou bien va chercher un menu disponible sur ces tables vides ? J’ai tellement faim! Je pense que je peux manger 03 pizzas aujourd’hui.

Domi : « Je te dit ! Aucun respect quoi. Mais yaya K-T, je ne t’ai jamais vu manger plus de 03 morceaux de pizza. Tu ne fais plus la taille hein? Quel genre d’exercice as-tu fait aujourd’hui pour avoir si faim ? Hum…

Moi : « Regardez-moi celle la!, de quoi parlez-tu ? Donc quelqu’un ne peut plus avoir fin sans problème hein. Va la bas me chercher le menu ko. Esprit corrompu va ».

Terry : « Dépêche-toi ! Moi aussi, j’ai tellement faim hein!

Domi se moquait de moi. Elle se leva, se dirigea vers une table vide du restaurant, pris les menus qu’ils y avaient dessus et retourna à sa place.

Moi :  » eh bien ! Bien! Bien! Voyons ce que je peux prendre… »

C’est à ce moment qu’un homme veint nous demander ce que nous voudrions manger. Il ne portait pas d’uniforme. J’ai tout de suite pensé qu’il était peut-être le propriétaire ou quelqu’un qui voulait aider ou quelque chose comme ça… mais je l’aurais reconnu s’il était le propriétaire.

Je suis une cliente fidèle du restaurant car notre compagnie aérienne a un partenariat avec l’hôtel. Nous avons des bons d’achat pour repas et chambres d’hotels pour de nombreux hôtels, restaurants, discothèques de la ville. C’était une chose que j’aimais dans mon travail. J’aimais bien l’industrie aéronautique. Nous avons beaucoups d’avantages et nous recevons des cadeaux de nos partenaires de manières fréquantes.

Nous rencontrons des gens qui viennent de partout dans le monde et nous voyageons beaucoup. Nous avons des accords avec des compagnies aériennes du monde entier, nous avons donc droit à un billet gratuit. Quand je dis billet gratuit, ce n’est pas aussi gratuit comme vous pouvez le penser, nous payons les taxes aéroportuaires hein !!!!

Mais ne vous méprenez pas ; pour travailler dans l’industrie aéronautique, vous devez être extrêmement flexible et polyvalent. En tant qu’employé d’une compagnie aérienne, vous devrez peut-être travailler dans de nombreux endroits, avec des horaires vraiment complexes, travailler avec des personnes de nationalités différentes et même avec de différents types d’avions. Cela dépend aussi de l’entreprise qui vous embauche.

Votre horaire de travail peut changer tous les mois et les personnes avec qui vous travaillez peuvent changer quotidiennement. Les types de services sont différents en fonction de l’entreprise, du produit, de l’emplacement, de la durée du vol, de la destination et des commodités du client. Vous devez également être prêt à être affecté en fonction des exigences du poste.

C’est un environnement de travail très complexe mais j’aime ce mileu.

Moi : « Je pense que je vais opter pour un mix grill, des frites et un cocktail en guise de boisson. Qu’est-ce que vous aimeriez manger les gars ? »

T: » Double Norvegien et un desperados »

D: » moi, j’irai pour une assiètte de brochette chich taouk et un Milk shake »

Moi à l’homme : « ok, ça y est pour nos commandes. Merci.

Homme : « Très bien, belle femme ! »

T & Domi : « 0_0 »…. Woooowou. dirent-ils surpris par la réponse de l’homme. Je n’y ai pas prêté attention et j’ai juste levé les yeux au ciel. Je suis habitué à ce genre de remarque et de compliment. Ce n’était pas nouveau pour moi.

T:  » hum Yaya K-T, c’est comme si aujourd’hui on va manger gratuitement et bien ?! » c’est pourquoi j’aime sortir avec toi quoi…. Nous ne dépensons pas notre argent inutilement. Il y a toujours un gaou man prêt à dépenser pour toi.

Domi : « non, frangin ! Notre sœur est trop bonne quoi… Elle donne….ohhhh ! « 

Moi : » vous êtes tous les deux juste bêtes hein! c’est comme ça que tu vas me vendre pour le mariage.

Rire.

On était samedi après midi, mes cousins ​​Terry, Dominique et moi étions au restaurant lounge-bar de l’hôtel Rysara. Je faisais tout mon possible d’avoir de tels moments avec eux afin que nous puissions créer des liens et nous rapprocher les uns des autres. Je sais que leur maman est une femme très gênante, je l’appelle « maman general » (vous pensez qu’elle n’avait pas de surnom, je suis Miss donneuse de surnom haha!) mais je ne veux pas avoir une relation conflictuelle entre nous les enfants.

Des jours se sont écoulés depuis ma dernière conversation avec ma mère concernant le déménagement de sa sœur à Lagos. Je ne l’ai pas appelée comme je l’avais promis à ma mère. Pour vous dire la vérité, je ne suis pas prête à l’appeler, mais je dois respecter ma mère.

Deux semaines avant mon voyage à Lagos, j’avai décidé d’appeler ma tante. Mais après y avoir réfléchi, je changea d’avis par la suite et décida de l’appeler une fois arrivé sur Lagos.

Oui, j’ai décidé de suivre le programme de formation. Non pas parce que je le dois, mais parce que M. Moy me l’avait demandé ; sinon, je ne serais pas allée.

Au fond de moi, je n’étais pas à l’aise d’aller à Lagos. En y repensant, deux semaines, c’était trop pour moi pour m’éloigner de mon poste. Dès que M. Moy m’a dit en quoi consistait la formation, je me demandais pourquoi il m’avait autorisé à assister à cette formation

Mais je connaissais la principale raison pour laquelle Yul voulait que je sois là, je sais pourquoi il veut que je fasse partie des stagiaires. Il voulait me voir.

D’un autre côté, une partie de moi voulait suivre cette formation. C’était une bonne occasion pour moi d’aller plus loin dans mon enquête sur le soi-disant cartel.

Mine de rien, je n’avais pas obtenu d’information d’Aminata. Chaque fois que je lui ai demandé de quoi il s’agissait, elle m’avait toujours répondu qu’elle ne savait pas de quoi je parlais. Entre temps, c’est elle qui avait fait sortir le nom du cartel lors de notre dernier affrontement au bureau. Vous vous rappellez de cette scene n’est ce pas!

Si elle pense que je suis stupide, eh bien, elle se trompe complètement.

Je trouverai bien d’ici peu ce qu’est le cartel.

Moi : « Terry, à chaque fois qu’on vient manger ici, tu ne commandes que ce sandwich norvégièn. Est-ce la seule chose que tu peux manger? Peut-être qu’une de tes nombreuses conquètes l’a fait pour toi, n’est-ce pas ?

T : « eh frangine, oublie ce chapitre. Dès mon arrivé à Dakar, j’ai attaqué les humbergurs mais maintenant je suis gazé d’ailleurs quand est-ce que tante mi’ arrive ?

Moi : « le mois prochain ».

Nos assiettes ont été servies et nous avons commencé à manger jusqu’à ce qu’une serveuse vienne nous dire que quelqu’un avait payé notre nourriture.

Moi : « vous devez être un nouveau staff ici mademoiselle, nous avons des bons…. Et qui est la personne qui a payé pour nous, si je peux savoir ??

La dame nous a montré une table. Un groupe d’hommes et de femmes nous regardait en souriant. Un homme a juste levé la main immédiatement, j’ai tourné mon visage vers lui.

Je reconnu l’homme qui est venu prendre notre commande de nourriture…. Il se leva et s’avança vers nous.

Domi :  » hum hum hum, quelqu’un est tombé dans ton *boa*, ya K-T. « 

Moi : » pouvez-vous voir à quel point il est jeune. Je ne joue pas avec les mineurs o… pardon je ne suis pas une couguar… »

T : « vous les femmes ! Vous aimez toujours nous sous-estimer, quand je regarde cet homme qui vient vers nous, façon dont je le regarde, sœurette s’il t’attrape ici la… tu verras juste la lune hahahah.

Domi : « s’il te plait tais-toi… qu’est-ce que tu veux dire… tu l’as déjà essayé ? Visionneur non ?! Pardon apporte nous des belles soeurs ooo pas des beaux-frères, « 

T:” toufiakwa !!!!! Tchip ! S’il te plait nettoie bien ta bouche s’il te plait » et « toi qui parles, tu ne peux rien dire… tu as vu plein de filles »….

L’homme se raclant la gorge : « grrr grrr, bonsoir ! J’espère que vous avez aimé votre nourriture ?

Moi : « oui, bien sûr ! Comme d’habitude, chaque fois que nous venons manger ici, nous sommes toujours satisfaits des délicieux plats du chef.

Lui : « Ah ! Regardez qui nous avons dans la maison ! Un de nos fidèles clients ! C’est excellent! » bien! Laissez-moi me présenter. Je m’appelle TIM RYSARA… »

Domi : « comme RYSARA, le nom de l’Hôtel ?

Cette fille ne peut pas fermer sa bouche pour une fois… (madame kpakpato ) c’est son nom oo lol
(Je donne un surnom à tout le monde, ne vous inquiétez pas, même si vous lisez mon histoire, je ferai une cérémonie de baptême pour vous…..bientôt, lol).

Tim : « Oui charmante femme ! C’est l’hôtel de notre famille… Mon père est le propriétaire et je suis le directeur général. Puis-je vous rejoindre ?

Domi : « oui, bien sûr ! Asseyez-vous », elle approcha une chaise près d’elle pour que Tim puisse s’asseoir. Qu’est-ce que je vous avais dit!!!! Cette fille hummmmmmmmm….

Moi : « Comment ça se fait que je ne te connais pas ? » voil moi o avec ma longue bouche la déjà à vouvoyer quelqu’un et à poser des questions comme si j’étais l’actionnaire n°01.

Moi: « Je pensais que tu avais des invités avec toi » dis-je en désignant sa table. « Euh… je veux dire… comment se fait-il que je ne vous ai jamais rencontré avant ?… Je travaille avec Voyager Airlines et nous avons un accord avec votre hôtel, mais ce n’est pas toujours vous que nous rencontrons chaque fois que nous venons ici. »

Tim : « Je comprends vos questions…. Vous voyez, jeune femme, je voyage beaucoup… vous savez que nous avons des entreprises familiales dans toute la région subsaharienne et en Europe, donc je ne suis pas toujours là…. Je suis sûr que vous rencontrez Mr DIOP, mon directeur commercial, vous avez l’habitude de traiter avec lui non ?

Et c’est ainsi que nous nous sommes mit à discuter de tout et de rien. Il doit être un homme adorable. Domi était très attirée par lui. Elle riait pour un oui ou un non…. même si ce qu’il disait n’était pas drôle…

Quand nous étions prêts à partir, Tim appela son chauffeur pour nous ramener à la maison. Il m’a donné sa carte de visite. Je lui ai dit que je n’avais pas la mienne avec moi. Il me demanda alors de l’appeler n’importe quand.

Nous arrivons à la maison 20mn plus tard, avec quelques plats à porter ( pizzas offertes par Tim). Je suis allé directement prendre une douche et je me suis endormi.


Trois semaines plus tard, c’était le jour de mon départ pour Lagos pour ma formation. Le vol était prévu ce dimanche. Je n’avais pas le choix que de sacrifier mon dimanche à l’église. Je n’y allais plus et si ma mère venait à savoir elle allait se facher.

Je me levais très tôt comme d’habitude car à cause du travail, j’ai dû sacrifier l’église le dimanche. J’y allais les mercredis et pendant les semaines de renforcement spirituelles.

Notre mère est une chrétienne née de nouveau, alors elle a montré à tous ses enfants le chemin de l’église. Il n’y avait que mon père qui continua à aller à son église catholique.

Je m’appretta et à 08h00, le klaxon de bus sonna m’indiquant de sortir. Nous sommes arrivés à l’aéroport 15 minutes plus tard et je suis allé directement chez AHS nos gestionnaires, pour récupérer des documents.

Aujourd’hui, nous avons des passagers pèlerins qui retournaient à Accra et Lagos, je devais donc m’assurer que le guichet d’enregistrement était ouvert 30 minutes avant notre horaire habituel.

Ces pèlerins étaient environ 200 passagers. Nos passagers réguliers étaient environ 100 passagers.

Dieu merci, ce jour-là, tout s’est bien passé malgré le fait que notre vol ait été retardé d’environ 30 minutes. Ce qui n’était pas mal du tout pour une compagnie aérienne africaine.

Nous sommes arrivés à Lagos vers 17h00 GMT (18h00 heure locale). J’étais avec les collegues d’Accra, Bamako et Abidjan.

Le bus de la compagnie nous attendait déjà. Nous avons tous récupéré nos sacs pour certains qui en avaient. Moi j’étais juste avec mon bagage à main, donc je suis vite monté dans le bus.

Dès que nous sommes arrivés à notre hôtel, nous avons récupéré nos clés, et tout le monde est allé dans sa chambre. J’étais tellement fatigué et je voulais juste dormir, mais avant cela, il fallait que je parle à ma copine.

Dring ! Dring ! Dring !

Son téléphone sonnait mais elle ne répondait pas; peut-être qu’elle était aussi fatiguée comme moi, alors je décida de rappeler plus tard.

J’appela T & Domi pour leur dire que j’étais bien arrivée. Je reçu ensuite l’appel du prince charmant.

Moi : « Allo »

Yul : « Hi Miss, bon retour ! J’espère que vous avez fait un bon vol !

Moi : « Salut ! Ouais, c’était sympa…. Mais là, je suis tellement fatiguée… j’essaie de dormir maintenant.

Yul : « D’accord mais au cas où tu aurais besoin de quelque chose, n’hésitez pas, appelez-moi à tout moment. »

Moi : « ok, j’ai entendu.

Yul : « bonne nuit, belle dame. « 

Moi: hmmm » je déposa mon phone à mon chevet de lit: bonne nuit mignon beubeu!.lol en espérant qu’il n’ait pas entendu ma dernière phrase.

je m’endormi aussitot.

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Voila la suite de la version française. lol bonne lecture.

CHAPTER 10: RYSARA

Me: “Please Madam, can we have the menu? » I asked one of the restaurant’s waitresses who was walking by our side.

The woman did not even turn her side back and pay attention to us. She continued to the direction she was going.

Me:” Vraiment! Clients are no longer king nowadays in some restaurants! Look at her… Dominique, please call another waitress for us also come back with some menus along with you. I am so hungry! I think I can eat 03 pizzas today.”

Domi:” Je te dit! Aucun respect quoi! Don’t worry yourself, let me go and look for it. But yaya K-T, I have never seen you eating more than 03 pieces of pizza. Are you not watching your weight anymore? Which kind of exercise have you done today to be so hungry?” hum…

Me: “Look at you, what are you talking about ? So somebody cannot have a genuine feeling to want to eat? please go and take the menu there… yèyè girl with a corrupt mind”. i gave her back.

Terry:” Hurry up! Me too, I am so hungry.”

Domi was actually making fun of me. She got up, walked to one of the empty tables of the restaurant, picked the menu, and returned to her seat.

Me:” Where is the person you went to call for us? »

Dominique: « She is on her way. »

Me: « Ok. well! Well! Well! Let’s see what I can take…”

While looking at the menu, a man came to ask us what we would like to eat. He wasn’t wearing any uniform so I believed maybe he was the owner or somebody that wanted to help or something like that….I didn’t pay much attention …but I would have recognised him if he was the owner.

I am a loyal customer of the restaurant because our airline has a partnership with the hotel. We have a meal and a room voucher for many hotels, restaurants, nights clubs in town. That was one thing I liked about my work. I like the aviation industry.

We meet people from all around the world, and we travel a lot. We have agreements with airlines around the world, so we are entitled to free tickets. When I say free ticket, it is not as free as you can think, we pay airport taxes. han han !!!!

But don’t get me wrong; it is not that smooth working in the aviation industry. You must be extremely flexible and polyvalent. As an airline employee, you may be required to work in many different locations, environments, schedules, and even different aircraft types. All depend also on the company hiring you.

Your work schedule may change on a monthly basis, and the people you work with may change on daily basis. The service types are different depending on the company, product, location, flight length, destination, and customer amenities. You must also be willing to relocate to the location to which you are assigned according to the job requirement.

Me: “I think I’ll go for one mixed grill, some potato chips, and one granita as a drink. What would you like to eat guys?”

T:” Double Norvegien and one desperados”

D:” me, I’ll go for one assiètte de brochette chich taouk and Milk shake”

Me to the man:” ok, that’s it for our orders. Thanks.

Man: “All alright, beautiful woman!”

T & Domi: “0_0”…. Woooow they said surprised by the answer of the man. I did not pay attention to it and just rolled my eyes at them. I am used to that kind of remark and compliment. It was not new to me.

T: “ hum Yaya K-T, I have a feeling that we’re gonna eat free and well han!” that is why I like to go out with you…. We don’t spend our money uselessly. There is always a gaou man ( also called mugu or mumu man) ready to spend for you.

Domi: “non, frangin! Our sister is toooooo muchhhh ! “

Me:” both of you are just crazy guys; is that how you will sell out me for marriage, because of food ?”

We burst to laugh out loud.

It was Saturday evening, my cousins, Terry, Dominique, and I were at the lounge-bar restaurant of Hotel Rysara. I tried to have such times with them so we can bond and get closer to each other. I know that their mum is a very troublesome woman, I call her “mama general” ( you think that she did not have a nickname, don’t forget, I am Miss nickname giver haha!) but I don’t want me and her kids to have a conflicted relationship between us.

Few days have passed since my last conversation with my mum concerning her sister’s relocation to Lagos. I have not called her as I promised my mum. For telling you the truth, I am not ready to call her, but I have to respect my mum.

Two weeks into my Lagos trip, I decided to call my aunt. But after thinking about it, I later changed my mind.

Yes, I have decided to attend the training program. Not because I have to but, because Mr. Moy asked me to; if not, I would not have gone.

Deep inside me, I was not comfortable going to Lagos. Thinking about it, two weeks was too much for me to be away from my station. As soon as Mr. Moy told me what was the training about, I was wondering why he allowed me to attend that training?

But I knew the main reason why Yul wanted me to be there, I know why he wants me to be part of the trainees. He wanted to be with me. Period ».

On the other side, a part of me wanted to attend that training too. It was a good opportunity for me to go far in my investigation about the so-called cartel.

Funny enough, I did not get any information from Aminata. Each time I asked her what was the cartel about, she was always saying that she does not know what I was talking about. Meanwhile, it was her that brought the name out during our last clash at the office. Remember!

If she thinks that I am a dummy, well, she is completely wrong.

I am gone find out …..

Me:” Terry, each time we come to eat here, you only order this same sandwich norvégiènne. Is that the only thing you can eat? Maybe one of your numerous girls made it for you, right? And now you cannot have something else. »

T: “Sister, forget about that chapter. From the very first day I entered Dakar, burger should have grown on my ears or my head self, am tired of eating it so I swapped from eating a burger to this sandwich norvegienne…in fact when is aunty mi’ coming? »

Me:” next month.”

Our plates were served, and we started eating until one waitress came to tell us that someone paid for our food.

Me: “you must be a new staff here miss, we have some vouchers so I don’t need me a person paying my bills…. And who is the person that paid for us, if I may ask??”

The lady showed us one table. A group of men and ladies were looking at us smiling. One man just raised his hand up immediately I tur my face to his side.

Immediately, I recognize the man that came to take our order for food…. He stood up and came back towards us.

Domi: “ hum hum hum, somebody has fallen into your trap, ya K-T.”

Me:” can you see how young he is. I am not playing under age o… please am not a cougar…”

T:” you women! You people always like to underestimate us, when I look at this man, coming towards us, the way I look at him, I can figure out something about him, if he handles you, sis! Hmm just try him… sister… you’ll see the moon o….lol.”

Domi: “ please shut up… what do you mean… have you tried him before? Visioner ni ?! Please, we want sisters in law ooo not brothers in law from you.”

T:” toufiakwa!!!!! Hisssssssssssss ! Please clean your mouth sharp please” and “you that is talking, you cannot say anything… you have seen plenty girls’ ….

Him clearing his throat: “grrr grrr, I hope you liked your food?”

Me: “yes, of course! As usual, each time we come to eat here, we are always satisfied with the chef’s delicious meals.”

Him: “Oh! Look at who we have in the house! One of our loyal customers! That’s excellent!” well! Let me introduce myself to you. My name is TIM RYSARA…”

Domi: “ as RYSARA, the name of the Hotel?”

This girl cannot close her mouth for once, MISS TALKATIVE… that’s her name oo ( I give everybody a nickname, don’t worry, even you reading my story, I will do a naming ceremony for you…..soon).

Tim: “Oui charmante femme ! This is our family’s hotel… My father is the owner and I am the Managing Director.. May I join you?”

Domi: “ yes, sure! Have a seat”, she drew a chair close to her for Tim to sit. What did I tell you!!!!

This girl hummmmmmmmmm….

Me: “How come I don’t know you?” see me asking such a question as if I am the n°01 shareholder of the hotel. “ I thought you already had some guests.” I said pointing at his table. “Euh… I mean… how come I haven’t met you before?… I work with Voyager Airline and we have an agreement with your hotel, but I have never met you here.

Tim: “I understand your questions…. You see young lady, I travel a lot… you know we have family businesses all over subsaharian region and Europe, so I am not always around…. I am sure you meet Mr. DIOP, my sales Director, you usually deal with him right ?”We talk for a couple of hours. He got to be a lovely man. I could have seen the way Domi was very attracted to him. She was laughing for a yes or a no…. even if what he was saying was not funny…

We were ready to go, Tim called his driver to drop us back home. He gave me his complimentary card. I told him I did not have mine with me. He asked me to call him anytime.

We got to the house 20mns later, with some plats à en porter (take away food and pizza offered by Tim). I went straight to take a shower and slept off.


Exactly three weeks later, it was the day of my departure to Lagos for my training.

I was up very early as usual because of work. I had to sacrifice going to church on that Sunday. Please God forgive me for my wrongdoing. I tried to go on Wednesdays and during weeks of emphasis.

Our mum is a born-again Christian, so she showed all her children the road to church. It was only my father who stacked on his catholic doctrin.

I got up, got prepared, and at 08 am, our bus horn sounded for me to come out. We got to the airport 15mns later and I went to AHS our handlers, to pick some documents up.

Today, we had some pilgrims passengers going back to Accra and Lagos, so I had to make sure the checking point was open 30mns before our regular schedule.

Those pilgrims were around 200 passengers. That was only them without our regular passengers, which were around 100 passengers.

Thank God for that day, everything went well even though despite the fact that our flight was delayed by about 30mns. Which was not that bad at all for an African airlines company.

We got to Lagos around 5 pm GMT (6 pm local time). I was with Accra, Bamako, and Abidjan Country and Station Managers.

The company bus was already waiting for us. We all collected our bags for some that had. Me I was just with my hand luggage, so I got quickly into the bus.

Once at the hotel, we picked up our keys, and everyone went to their room. I was tired and just wanted to sleep, but before then, I called my oyinbo gal.

Dring! Dring! Dring!

Her phone was ringing. She did not pick; maybe, she too was as tired as me, so I decided to call back later.

I called T & Domi to say HI and let them know that I have arrived in Lagos safely. As soon as I dropped my phone on the bed, it just rang back… I knew who was calling me…

Me: “Allo”

Yul: “Hello, Tomiwa, welcome back! I hope you had a nice flight!”

Me: “Hi! Yeah, it was nice…. But at the same time, I am so tired…am trying to sleep now.”

Yul: “Ok but in case you need something, don’t hesitate, just call me at any time.”

Me: “ok, I have heard.”

Yul: “ good night, beautiful lady. “

Click!

Hmm this man. I have a strange mixed feelings when it comes to his matter. I need to sleep now to be in good shape tomorrow.

bye for now my fanmily.

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