THE FOURTH WALL

TUESDAYS 7PM

ORENTE, AYE VS ASSURANCE

Tolu meets Akete in a mama-put joint. He is downcast

TOLU

Ogbeni, ki lon se le gan? Wetin dey supping?

AKETE

[Bursts into lamentation IN WHISPERS]

My brother, this assurance thing no easy o… Imagine my wife no open leg and she no gree me comot for her side. Na she sidon for corner there dey look me bad eye.

TOLU

Aha! Ki lon worry bobo yi gan? Wetin dey worry you? No be man you be?

AKETE

My friend where you dey since? You no know say assurance don dey cause trouble for town? When I marry am, my woman no want Ferrari or designer; she say na only my love. Naim make I sing My woman, my everything for am… I no know say when I say everything even torture join.

TOLU

Wo eleyi, look at you, dey there make woman wahala dey kill you. As you see me so, na me be original Yoruba demon… when I give am finish, my Orente no go fit complain o. [he laughs and bursts into singing] Eba mi ki Orente… Iyawo mi ni Orente.

LATER THAT NIGHT

Tolu returns to an empty house and meets a note on the centre table.

TOLU

[Reads aloud]

My hosepant, I hav now go to ile baba mi. Come and use assurance to carry me.

He drops the letter and produces his phone and dials while smiling.

TOLU

Mummy mi ko si ni le, Iyawo mi ko si ni le… oya wa gba kondo…

THE END.

SANDRA T. ADEYEYE,

Author of Woman and Founder NiWco_street.

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