Chapter 4: Zobo, Banter, and Small Jealousy

The whole morning na general courses.

As I dey bored, I decide test if Grandma still dey online.

"You miss me?"

Sent.

"Miss you."

"Miss my good pikin."

I dey try press her small, make she talk that thing wey dey sweet me.

I remember say I always tell Grandma say I go carry her go Obudu Cattle Ranch for her health, but I never get chance.

She dey always dream say she wan go travel, see mountain, chop correct bush meat.

But long holiday dey come.

I dey plan am for head, even dey price bus ticket for online. If to say money dey flow like river, I for don carry her go Dubai.

"When long break start, we go Obudu. I even buy swimming trunk already."

I send the swimming trunk link to Grandma. "How you see am? E fine, abi?"

Grandma no reply again.

She dey always talk say young people suppose dey wear bright colours.

She dey complain say all these black and grey no dey fit young blood. She go say, "If you wear am, you go dey look like police wey dey pursue thief."

Morayo, wey dey two seats in front, suddenly stiff, come look back at me with one kind face.

She even dey bite her lip, not like her usual cold self.

Senior, abeg, this one don too much o.

I dey pray make lecturer no call my name, because my mind don shift. Wetin dey worry Morayo this morning?

Because I wear mismatched shoes, you wan finish me with your eyes?

Or na because I delete you, now you dey hold am for mind?

As I dey think, Grandma finally reply.

"Okay."

"Na agreement."

I smile, relief dey my heart. At least, she no vex. The reply dey short, but I still collect.

After class, Morayo seatmate suddenly talk, "Why your ear red like this? You dey sick?"

The girl use style dey laugh, the kind laugh wey dey tell you say gist dey underground. Even Morayo sef pretend like say she no hear.