this is the first time i will be posting a novel here on nairaland, i hope you enjoy this piece i put together.
criticism is allowed but insult is not .
lets gooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!

Sometimes life direct our path to unknown destination, and sometimes our destinations are unknown to us.
So it began, a journey of no looking back for young Joshua.

After writing his final “West African Examination Council paper” (WAEC), kilani gave a long glance across the examination hall, looking outside the window, lost in his own thought and what appears to be a beautiful smile formed out on his face that describe a joyful moment.

In the town of Ipetu ijesha was a young beautiful lady called Oreoluwa,
Oreoluwa was the daughter of mr and mrs Oladunjoye with five other siblings, Oreoluwa was the second child of her parent.
Mr and mrs Oladunjoye are farmers that depends on their farm produce, mr Oladunjoye was a hardworking man who believed in strength and he was full of knowledge and his wife Morenikeji was a type of woman every man in the town wished to have in their home.
Everyone in the town know mr Oladunjoye as one of the most respected elder in the town of Ipetu ijesha.
Oreoluwa did not finish her senior secondary school and neither did her siblings get to finish also, they were all out of school as a result of lack of funds, so they help out their parent on the farm.
It was harvesting season, the Oladunjoye’s headed to their farm to harvest their farm produce ranging from cassava, yam, maize, cocoa and so many other produce. The land has yielded forth good produce this year and the house of Oladunjoye was filled with joy and happiness.
Oreoluwa has grown to be of age and all the men in the area are lurking around the corner just to have a moment of discussion with her, mr Oladunjoye sensing her daughter might be heading to a path he did not want quickly called his wife attention to the issue bothering him.
Mr Oladunjoye said to his wife, “dear” don’t you think it is time our daughter Ore get to learn a handwork “ he asked? well I have been thinking the same thing my dear husband “she answered” I have spoken with her on the choice of skills she might want to acquire and she preferred tailoring. “he replied” with what appears to be a smile on his face, that Is a good profession but I would want her to go to Lagos and stay with my sister so that she can acquire more knowledge, With a fuming face she replied” but can’t she learn whatever she wants to learn here in ipetu “she queried”. Mr Oladunjoye loves his family more than anything on earth despite being financially not stable, he feels his responsibility was to give his family the best he could.

nice intro, hope this one nogo be one of those unfinished story

Temmylee02:
nice intro, hope this one nogo be one of those unfinished story

depending on how people respond to it, ghost reader should comment, it would make me known if there are audience reading or not. thanks.

“He answered” sweetheart you know I have always want the best for this family, and going to Lagos would help our daughter to be more advance and she will be able to have more exposure, my sister will look after her “the husband replied. In as much as Morenikeji would love for her daughter to learn her skills in Ipetu, she also know her husband is right and her daughter will be expose to many new things over there in Lagos.
They both gave a sigh and agree for Ore to travel down to Lagos.
It was a busy Monday morning at the old garage of ipetu ijesha, Ipetu ijesha is a town located in the heart of Osun state and it connect to different towns and villages like Onipanu, Alaba meta, ile oluji, Bankemo, Ilesha and Erin ijesha. The town is well known for the art of mat weaving ( Eni ) by the women of this town.
Ore was so excited about her journey to Lagos, Lagos is a big city that everyone in the town would love to visit and Ore finally going to Lagos was a thing of joy for her.
“Sister is this vehicle going to Lagos?” asked by a young looking handsome guy? “Yeah it is” Ore answered, thank you… the young man replied.
In no time passengers filled up the vehicle and soon they are on their way. Ore was sitting next to the young man who ask her question earlier both of them are looking forward to the end of their journey.
After hours of driving, here they are at iwo road junction in Ibadan. The driver quickly announced if anyone is buying food, water or would take a leak should do so now, insisting he will not be stopping anymore till they get to Jibowu (Jibowu is the last bust stop).
Everyone alighted from the bus except Ore who sat down quietly thinking and pondering how life would be for her in her new environment. Ore is a typical noisy girl, even with her natural beauty Ore will always be noticed whenever she’s around she is not the type to make environment inaudible. “erm erm I bought this for you if you don’t mind says the young handsome guy stretching out his arm to Ore. “Oh thank you, but I am good Ore replied.
“I insist” said the young guy.
Ore look at the young guy and let out a beautiful smile which makes the young guy too to return his gaze with a smirk.
Thank you so much for the snacks “Ore replied.
You are welcome he said “the young guy.
If you don’t mind me asking, may I please have your name in order to address you? “the young guy inquired
With a smile on her face she replied, my name is Oreoluwa but you can call me Ore.
What a beautiful name you have, you are not just beautiful but also have a beautiful name also “ he replied her ”.
What is your own name “ Ore asked
Oh sorry my bad, my name is Kilani “he replied.

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