My “KARMA” Experience _-( Part 2)

Written by; melodyheart

Precisely 90 days after,

Sitting down on my office desk, going through outdated files
for onward review by the top management. My office telecom ranged and the voice
I heard on the other side was my big belly boss, ordering me to come over to
his office immediately and pick up a file for an urgent delivery, this time to
the international airport in Abuja. I smiled to myself and feeling very excited
knowing that this is another bumper day for me.

I set out for my usual adventure, this time my office gave me
10,000naira for taxi fare. I went through the back gate of the office complex(just
to avoid preying eyes if I enter uber taxi or not), walked down to the road
side and quickly boarded the smaller shared taxi transport. O boy, 8,000naira
go enter my pocket this afternoon, I said to my greedy self.

I got to the next bus stop where I would get another shared
taxi that will convey me to the international airport. I boarded the next
available taxi, sat very close to a young pretty lady, we exchange pleasantries
and chat for a brief moment. Bros the babe fine shaa,,,, I couldn’t take my
eyes off from her. My destination bus stop was close and so I demanded for her
contact number so we could continue our chat on whatsapp, she obliged. So at
that moment when I was bringing out my phone from my jeans pocket, unknowing to
me, the money I had with me dropped and fell on the sit of the taxi.

Na so your home boy bring out his android phone with pride, collected
this pretty lady contact number, after which I dropped off from the taxi at the next bus stop
which was close to the international airport Abuja. We bided goodbye and the
taxi zoomed off. Bros, na when I finish the official delivery of the proposal,
as I dey waka comot from the office, na him my mind say make I touch my jeans
pocket to feel the cash wey I don make,,na so I feel emptiness for my

Was I dreaming or what?? I rechecked it again, but it was not
seen. I went to a nearby eatery, walked straight to the rest room,, I immediately
pulled off my trouser, yet I did not find the money. Wetin happen? Abi na that
fine girl do me some jazz, but how come I no see the money again. Chaiiii,,,,,
oghene beko……. I was bothered , I could not even concentrate as I walked
through the street of the road. I don calculate how I wan drink two bottles of
star larger beer and pepper soup today evening for chiddima shop.

God punish devil,,,, I swear!!!  

Karma has no mercy shaaaaaaaaa


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