AISHA THE LANDLADY’S DAUGHTER …..(18+)…..Part 1
My name is Osita, an Igbo dude in his early thirties living in Agege. I work on the Island with a consultancy firm. I am this kind of guy that is outspoken. I was formerly living at Ikeja; I had to move to Agege becase of the high house rent in ikeja.
Since I moved to Agege I have not really had time to move around the area to study the environ. The only thing I know is that my compound is dominated with Hausa people. We have 8 flats in the bungalow; out of which 6 are Hausas and one is yoruba, I am the only Igbo there.
I had to lie that am a full Hausa guy to get the flat else the Landlady will not give me the house. I did my Youth Service in Kano and I worked for three more years there before I moved down to Lagos. So if am speaking Hausa here, you will mistake me for an Hausa Guy. The Landlady which we fondly call. “Hajia” is jovial and understanding.
We lived in peace as if we were siblings, why? Because we all speak Hausa. Infact the first language every child bore in that compound picks is Hausa.
I returned from work one evening and I met my neighbors jubilating, I inquired from my next door neighbour Mallam Isa who has 2 wives and 7 kids and he immediately told me “Aisha ya zo” meaning “Aisha has Arrived” and I immediately asked “Wane Aisha”? Meaning “Which Aisha” and he latter told me that she is our Landlady Daughter. It was that evening that I learnt that Hajia has two Daughters, One is married and living with her husband in Dubai while the junior one is in 200L here in Naija.
After taking my bath and feeding on Indomie that night, I decided to go and greet my Landlord daughter who just came home from the Holiday. Since I don’t know the kind of person she is, I wore a casual dress and I went to their flat. “Sallam Alaiku” I said “Amin wa Alaiku Sallam” a tiny voice replied me from inside. That must be Aisha I said to myself.
Few seconds and elegant Looking lady opened the door and I just stood there looking at her like a fool. I was dumbfounded, I could not utter a word. She was as fair as those girls I do see in Bollywood films. She has a dimple that can kill when she smile, she has a very long hair. Infact I could not describe her beauty.
“Good Evening I managed to say” “Evening she replied with a smile” “Is Hajia inside”? I asked “Nope, she went to get some groceries at Supermart” she replied. Supermart is the name of the super market opposite our street, she owns it.
Errrrm, are you by chance Aisha, our Hajia Daughter that just came home for the Holiday? I managed to ask her. “Yep am the one” any problem? She asked. Oh no, there is no problem, I actually came to greet you since am just seeing you for the first time” I replied.
That’s thoughtful of you she said with a smile. My name is Salih, the new tenant in Flat 2. Nice meeting you Salih, as you already know my name is Aisha she said.
While we were at this, her mum came carrying some groceries in a branded nylon, immediately Aisha went to help her mum with the nylon while I greeted her mum. I latter told her I came to greet her daughter since I don’t know her.
After discussing with Hajia for few mins, I returned to my flat. Mehn! I was hot on the inside.. Despite the fact that my A.C was at its peak, I was feeling hot.. Is she a human being or an Angel? Was what I kept mumbling. I couldn’t sleep all through the night as I kept thinking of Aisha. I slept around 3:am and my alarm woke me up by 4:am to prepare for work. I found myself dozing off every now and then at the office.
When I got home that evening, I started scanning the compound with inner eye maybe I will see Aisha on sight. She was not in the compound, Hajia is Inside because I can hear some Hausa Music oozing out from her flat. She normally play that particular music.
She might be at Supermart I said to myself.. I quickly rushed inside my flat, freshened up, wear a nice T-shirt, nice pant trousers, wore my expensive body spray and off am set for the supermarket. Aisha watch out for me because am coming to get you I said to myself.