An old bald man in a big brown suit that was large enough for Kelvin and Fosa to wear at once was seated on the other end of the table.
Fosa chuckled and he looked up at kelvin. Kelvin replied with a wink. They were both getting impatient and bored.
Looking for a job was boring. They both had to agree now.
The old man had been staring at their waec result for over 10 minutes and it looked like three days to them.
"This result is not bad." The old man said dryly.
They both nodded respectively and they expected the old man to say something else.
"Is this what we get after 3days."
"Ten minutes bro." Kelvin whispered back. The old man watched them closely then he spoke.
"You too seems to be very good friends even if we employ you. I will make sure you two don't stay together."
-What is the point.- Kelvin thought as he sighed.
"Can I see your testimonial?" The old man asked.
Kelvin eyes widen.
"Is he crazy" Kelvin asked Fosa with his eyes. They both were good at communicating without words.
"We didn't come here to be your manager sir. We only wanted to be cleaners. Sir ordinary cleaner." Fosa bursted. The old man's face changed as he listened to Fosa.
Kelvin stood off his seat. "Sir. Nah ordinary cleaner we wan do oo."
"I am sorry. You two have to mind the way you talk to.."
"What if we don't mind that." Fosa broke in angrily. Kelvin held him from behind soothing him.
"Don't beat him. Remember is your father's age mate." Kelvin said.
"I will slap him."
"Please don't. He is bald already if you slap him. He won't grow beards again in his life. His head will look just like an egg."
****
(3hours later)
Fosa looked down on the ropes holding him bound to kelvin.
"It is the 3rd hour now." Fosa whispered.
Kelvin looked up and he sighed. "Just shut up." Kelvin responded.
"Are we going to remain here for ever. At least all we did was to insult his boss."
"Shut up pls." Kelvin said again firmly.
He leaned back on Fosa and he whisked.
"Can I seat."
"Were you deaf when we were told not to even sneeze. Look at that guy over there." Kelvin was saying while Fosa's gaze travelled to the right. He sighted a thick man with a gun hanging on his shoulder.
"About this job."
"Yeah what is it?" Kelvin asked.
"I don't think we would look for job again. The money I brought will be enough." Fosa explained.
A nod came off Kelvin then he hissed.
"How much do you have self. Who told you that chicken change you brought from the village won't finish." Kelvin said. He stamped his legs against the ground and his look grew cold.
"Can't we just beg someone to rescue us."
"Shut up idiot." Kelvin yelled half aloud.
"And when Deji's cousin was beefing you this morning, you were just looking" Kelvin said.
"Shhh" Fosa sighed. "Someone is listening."
"You mean that guy with the thick mustache. I don't like him. He smells from afar."
"He smells like rotting egg." Fosa added again.
"Just like your ass." Kelvin replied with a grin.
"I guess you guys weren't discussing about my brother." A voice hit them.
"Did you just change your voice Kelvin."
"No... Some one is beside us." Kelvin said drily. A little tone of discouragement in his voice.
Fosa whirled around quickly. His head sank into his neck as he took in a loud gulp, seeing a guy twice thicker than the man who had them bounded.
"Is he your brother. I said his moustache looks..." A punch hit Fosa's face and he went blank.
©Okhuoya Godwin.
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