Love Changes
THE WRITER
ISAAC SEGUN ANUBI
LOVE CHANGES
Chapter One
It was a sunny Tuesday. A sleek Benz cruised into the Globus Supermarket.
A lady jumped out of the car even before she has fully parked. Looking at her, one couldn’t deny her beauty but she wasn’t looking that beautiful at that moment. Her hair was scattered covering her face. She looked like one possessed and even she couldn’t deny the fact that she was the centre of attention but she cared less, she has bigger issues than that right now.
She hurried into the exquisite supermarket; it was one of the biggest supermarkets in Garki Abuja but was still second in Abuja to God’s Own Supermarket at Wuse Zone 2.
Still one can’t deny how amazing the supermarket was. It had everything one could ask for in a supermarket. Everything was arranged on shelves and in rows with labels indicating their contents.
One can’t help but feel relaxed once you stepped in because of the cool atmosphere but that didn’t help Lucy’s situation that afternoon.
She rushed to the section where the insecticides are to pick two sniper insecticides and while rushing to get them, she bumped into something and her phone dropped from her hand.
“Are you cra…” she couldn’t finish the sentence when she looked up and saw the most handsome guy she had ever seen staring down at her. Standing in front of her, he had one of the sexiest eyes she had ever seen. His lips were full and lovely almost feminine and his cheeks dimpled in the corners when he smiled slightly. His body was well-toned and he stood way above her making her doubt her height.
“Are you good?” he asked, bringing her out of her thoughts.
“Oh my God, he has the most amazing voice I’ve ever heard. He’s masculine and charming in a good way,” she thought but getting herself back.
She composed herself and asked him to watch where he was going next time. She snatched her phone which he helped her pick and walked away briskly.
What on earth is chasing her, she really is a feisty one,” he said to himself, shook his head and moved to the counter to pay for his goods.
Chapter Two
Out of nowhere someone bumped into him and stepped in front of him, facing the cashier to pay for her goods. Surprisingly, it was the mysterious lady from before. That angered him but he kept his cool and said.
“Hey, what has gotten over you? First, you bump into me inside and you didn’t even deem it necessary to apologize and now you do the same thing again while jumping the queue? The least you can do is respect everyone and wait for your turn.”
Lucy, not one to apologize and not in the mood for that on that particular afternoon shot back at him.
“I’m really not in a good mood today so just let me be. I will be out of here before you know it.”
That infuriated every other person in the queue and they started shouting at her.
Michel, a guy that doesn’t like issues to arise because of him pleaded with everyone to forgive her and said she might be stressed out.
Then, she did something that broke everything in him.
“So you feel every lady that looks unkempt and bumps into you is insecure and stressed out, who do you think you are?”
Hell broke loose that instance and even the cashier couldn’t take it anymore. She asked her to join the right queue. While everyone was busy hurling insults at her the next sets of words that came out shut everyone up and were like stones being hurled at one and Lucy that instance regretted ever saying those words and wished the ground would open up and swallow her. They were words from the strange but deadly cute guy. With how cool and calm he looked, you would have never imagined such words would come from him. Even Michel himself was surprised he said those words but he had had enough and needed to put her in her place.
“Who at all do you think you are to ask me who I think I am? First, you bumped into me inside without saying sorry only to tell me to watch my steps next time. I didn’t take that as an insult but I left, only for you to jump the queue and bump into me again just to get attended to before others. Who do you think you are and what makes you feel so special that you can’t follow the queue. If you’re stressed out or pathetic why don’t you go and vent your frustration on whoever made you feel so, instead of coming out here to lay your frustrations on strangers.”
The words came out like fire on Lucy’s skin and she couldn’t help but see how angry she had made him. Planning to swallow her pride and leave the supermarket, he shocked her with what he said next.
Michel feeling that he had said too much and felt she deserved it but not wanting her to see him as a bad person to his own surprise tried to salvage the situation a little.
“Ma’am, can you please scan her goods and let her go, I’ll foot her bill so she doesn’t delay everyone here,” he says to the cashier.
What he said earlier shocked everyone, even though they still felt the young lady deserved it, and the guy now offering to pay for her goods just to make the atmosphere a little better was just incredible.
Confused and not knowing how to react to the situation, Lucy gave the cashier her goods to scan and walked out to her car. On getting into the car, she rested her head on the steering to calm herself.
“What was that and why did I just keep quiet and not say anything? Why the hate and anger? Definitely, I haven’t met him before. No, this isn’t me. I have to give him a piece of me.”
“He will know I’m not that soft and you don’t just say what you feel like to Lucy and think you can go free,” she said while trying to get out of her car to wait for him to come out of the supermarket.
She saw him entering a black Lexus IS20 and without knowing what prompted her, she decided to follow him.
Chapter Three
Michel, after the little drama with the mysterious lady, decided to go to his supermarket first before going home, just to cool off and clear his head.
“That lady is a bag of trouble,” he said as he got into his Lexus IS20 and drove for Wuse Zone 2.
Listening to Wizkid’s ‘Made in Lagos’ album, he felt a little relaxed.
“This album never gets old,” he said, shaking his head to the rhythm of the song.
On getting to God’s Own Supermarket, his favourite investment, he saw his security guard, Daniel, and he smiled to himself.
“That guy sure knows how to bring out the best in me.”
Daniel, on seeing his boss’s car, became happy knowing that today is definitely going to be a good day. He directed him to his parking space and immediately went to open the driver’s door.
“Opo Oga mi, after you na you, as I don see you today walahi everything don set,” he kept on hailing his boss and raising his hands in the air.
Michel couldn’t contain his laughter anymore and burst out laughing,
“You will be the end of me, Dan. I’ve told you to drop this your agbero attitude. You are a graduate for Christ sake, when will you stop behaving like this? Moreover, this is abj not lag, you need to drop that Lagos boy attitude.”
“My boss, even you sef na street na, and na only when I see you, na him I dey like this as per say you na the boss of all bosses.”
“Just stop it padi e. I know say we both be street and nothing fit change am, but bro anytime we dey outside, let’s be civil, man.”
“I hear you loud and clear, boss. That’s why I love and respect you, your humility is topnotch,” Daniel said with his hands still raised.
“That’s ok, Dan, you can drop your hands. Where did you put this accent before? What’s up with you, how is the day going, and how have you been?”
“I’ve been good, boss. Things have been moving fine, just missing you, sir. You no try o. For over a month now, we no see your brake light.”
“No vex my brother na hustle no make man rest. if I no double my hustle how you go collect salary?”
“Na true sha, but you na OG boss, no shaking, investment full ground.”
“Still doesn’t change the fact that the hustling continues.”
They discussed a lot of other things and Michel couldn’t help but marvel at his security’s level of intelligence. He always blows his mind with his in-depth knowledge anytime they chat.
Michel was grateful to have chosen to go to his supermarket that afternoon and thanked God he met his security guard cos he made him forget the incident that happened earlier at the other supermarket.
“Dan, I’ve told you times without number to think of something you want to do and bring me the proposal and let’s set you up. You’ve been working for me for almost two years now. It’s time you be your own man. You are too good to still be working as a security guard,” Michel said after some silence from both of them.
“I know boss, you know it’s circumstances that made me go into this job,” Dan replied and sighed.
“I know, but now you have an opportunity to do something for yourself, what’s holding you back?”
“I’ve been thinking of something, I will get back to you soon boss, I promise you.”
“Better, before I change my mind,” Michel teased.
“Haba boss, na me ó, you fit change your mind for me. Moreover, I no wan miss your face and presence yet,” Daniel said, laughing.
“You be cow Dan, even if you start something on your own, you go still dey see me.”
“Na you be Baba,” Daniel replied and started looking at his boss awkwardly.
“Why you dey look me like that?” Michel asked, already knowing the reason for the look and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Hahaha boss, you know now, I no need talk am out,” said Dan laughing.
“Oboy, a closed mouth is a closed destiny. If you no talk wetin dey worry you, I go leave you here waka comot. I don late and I need to do something inside and I don remove be that.”
“No do like that boss, something for the boys?”
Michel just couldn’t help it but smile and he wished this young man was family to him because he just knows how to cajole something out of him.
“So sad how life treats us all,” he thought to himself.
“So, na wetin you wan ask be that wey you dey do face like that, you no well I swear.”
He dips his hand into his back pocket and brings out a bundle of cash. He counted twenty thousand Naira and handed it over to Daniel.
Eyes popping, Dan just couldn’t contain his joy. His boss never disappoints. In all his years working for different people, he has never worked for anyone as generous as this young man sitting on the bonnet of his car with him. His humility is top-notch. He’s so friendly and jovial. Everybody working for him loves him and he talks to everyone like his sibling. He hardly raises his voice on anyone except when it has gotten out of hand. He never comes to the supermarket and goes without giving all the workers tips and to think that he was the youngest person he has worked for and still has all these amazing attributes always baffles him.
“Ah, boss of all bosses, tuale for my oga, only me all these, you are the best boss.”
Daniel kept hailing him with the joy in him. Sometimes, he wonders if his boss doesn’t know how much he’s paid as salary because sometimes he tips him more than his salary in a month.
“Boy, you’ve started again. You amaze me with the way you switch personality effortlessly,” Michel replied, laughing.
“Anything for you my boss. May God bless you for everything you’ve been doing for me and every other employee. It might look like we don’t appreciate but trust me we do.”
“I know you all do and I can’t ask for more from you guys. Just work on what I asked you to do jor.”
“Of course, I will boss, you are the best.”
Daniel couldn’t help but look at his boss, he just admires him every time.
“Alright, that’s okay. I’ve got to take care of a few things inside, see you on my way out.”
“Yes boss, tuale for the baba.”
“You are a clown,” Michel says to him walking into the supermarket, thanking God for giving him the privilege to be able to put a smile on people’s faces.
“Thank you Lord for everything,” he said to himself and entered the supermarket.
Love Changes
THE WRITER
Anubi Segun Isaac is a student at National Open University, Nigeria, studying Computer Science. He is single. He loves reading, listening to music and travelling. LOVE CHANGES is his first story on Guest Writer after he completed The Klever Magg’s REWA Creative Writing Course.
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