Chapter 9

Off from romance

At dawn Azuaka’s eyes opened, madly dashing for sight. He sat up, stretched and yawned and then stifled another yawn before he looked interestingly at Agu who had a sizeable towel across his neck as he unzipped his bag. Opula’s rose perfume still hung around him. Her chiffon nightie in bed came in sight and he looked away to the hundred dollar note and a white paper on the rack.

“Seems you’ve had your bath.” he said, reaching to the money and the paper. “How is her bathroom?”

“What do you expect from a poor girl like us? Anyways her bathroom is not bad at...