Love-Life of Asante - Episode 6

 

“Asante! Wake up!” Akosua said as she tapped her.

“What is it?” Asante said as she kept rolling on the bed.

Asante was apparently very tired after the whole saga of last night. She did not even bathe before she slept.

“It’s past six already. Remember you haven’t practiced your part in the presentation.” Akosua said still tapping her to get up.

On hearing ‘presentation’ she jumped up as she ran to her reading table with her eyes still full with rheum probably because of the tank of tears she had poured out the previous night.

The noise resulting from the books on the table as she started reading woke Adesuwa up too . On learning that Akosua was the one who woke Asante up to prepare with the little time she had, Adesuwa said “This is the most intelligible thing I have seen or heard you do since we meant. I never knew you can be this sensible you know?”

As Akosua gave her that funny look, the room began to smell signifying something was burning from the kitchen. “Oh. No wonder is because of food sef you woke up early. This one is finished already!” Adesuwa added and hissed as she got up and opened the other door leading to the bathroom...

“I hope you all are ready for today’s presentation?” Came the tiny voice of Mrs. Njorege in the 1000 capacity Lecture Theatre

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. Some students could barely hear her from the back. But you dare not make the mistake of talking when she is in the class or you will regret ever coming to life.

Sometime ago, a first-year student had challenged her for not speaking loud enough as they could not hear her from the back. It was later rumoured that, that same student failed the course for about three times. It took the intervention of his father, mother, two siblings, and pregnant aunty who came to beg Mrs. Njorege on his behalf. It is now part of the top ten stories every new student is told as he or she resumes the Department.

Some even say that it’s because of her wickedness that no man has married her again as she divorced the first one just three days after her marriage. Others, say she married the man for just one purpose - the title “Mrs” and left as soon as she got it.

It was such a lecturer that Asante came to her class unprepared! She was potentially a gunner!

After scoring the first group 2/30 in the presentation they had prepared for with over one week, Asante gave up.

“If people who prepared for one week got two marks, then I may just make her give us 0.5 marks or less then.” She whispered out to the hearing of her other group members as she couldn’t hold it.

Abraham the group Leader decided to take her part with his. “All you have to do is hide at the back. Thank God we are twelve. She might not call you if the first three people play their game well.” Abraham said.

Abraham had arrange the group according to their mental capability so as to reduce the probability of calling Asante.

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. He was at the fore-front, followed by Ayo, the trios’ friend and Adesuwa who was a little above average. The remaining nine of them were just having the head of a human but actually the brain of a fish.

Of course even Asante who didn’t prepare well enough had to be before Akosua who was the last. Give Akosua twenty days for the pitch preparation, it’s the same results she will get – zero.

Luck was on their side as she stopped at the fourth fellow and scored them 5/30. Even though that was generally a poor mark, however as long as that presentation was concerned for their class, they were the best. If you get a “D” in Mrs. Njorege’s exam, you are scholar my dear.

Abraham had finally saved Akosua from embarrassment. “Thank you very much Abraham. How can I ever pay you?” Asante asked

“You don’t have to dear. It’s always a pleasure assisting princesses like you.  Meanwhile, let me not forget to say that you are very beautiful and surely deserve more” Abraham said as he smiled.

Just then Asante smiled sheepishly again, this time around not like a goat in her cycle but like one who just found a very fresh-leaf after a long harmattan’s season.

Meanwhile Bernard is still there oh. And now Abraham!

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