Chapter 3: How E Start
Two months ago, as I dey test my new telescope, na so I jam see the couple for the other building, dey do their own.
That telescope na birthday gift from my cousin, Tunde, wey always dey encourage my astronomy wahala. But that night, instead of moon or stars, na Morayo and Chuka I catch for lens. As I dey adjust focus, I nearly bite my tongue from shock.
For that kind situation, you no fit lie say you no go look small. So me sef, I peep reach where I fit.
No be every day you dey see real life film like this. I talk say na only this night I go look, but body no be firewood. I just dey laugh myself.
But after some minutes, curiosity begin cool. My hand even dey pain me from holding the telescope. If dem catch me nko? Na wahala for Lagos be that.
I dey imagine as my landlord go take shout, "Na peeping Tom you be?" before him chase me commot for compound. For Naija, dem no dey take that kind play o.
Just as I wan keep the telescope, na there I sharply see the woman face well.
Na as I wan drop the scope, na there Morayo bedside lamp shine reach her face. I see the small tribal mark for her cheek, the way she dey smile as Chuka dey yarn her. That moment, something shift for my chest.
Every single thing about her just match the kind woman wey dey my mind. Na she be the perfect woman for my heart.
If to say love at first sight dey real, na that night I believe am. I dey remember wetin my mama dey always talk: "Any man wey get eye go sabi the woman wey go give am peace."
My hand freeze as I dey keep the telescope. I no even send the pain wey dey my arm again, I raise the telescope back sharp sharp.
Omo, if dem dey do award for stubbornness, na me for win. Telescope wey I wan keep, I just carry am back like say na inheritance. My eye glue to that window, dey search for Morayo every movement.
This woman fine no be small.
Na that kain beauty wey fit cause go-slow for Yaba market. My head dey swell, my mind dey cook different kind romantic film. If to say I fit toast am from my window, I for don try.
But e pain me say woman like that no be my own.
That kain pain dey bite bone. I dey imagine her as my babe, say we go dey do matching Ankara every Sunday. But na another man get am. Life no just balance.