MY VALENTINE COUPON MMASINACHI Episode 3

I just could not understand why a girl I put in so much energy in trying to find would just show up on Valentine’s Day and decide to give me just twenty minutes of her time. We didn’t talk much but she left me with the feeling that one has when he realizes that what he is looking for in Sokoto could be in his shokoto. I felt bad that she had to leave in the middle of our conversation but the only consolation I got was that she eventually gave me her number.

Yes, her phone number that she treats like an oil well. However, before she disappeared from my presence, she leaned towards me and said, ‘That’s my Whatsapp line; by that I mean, you can’t get me on voice call but I’ll respond to your messages as they come in.’

After saying those words, she left me feeling very stupid that all my efforts had been in vain. I’ve never woo-ed a girl for that long in my life. And I hated having to play a second fiddle in a girl’s life even if she is related to Agbani Derego.
This was a girl that told me she doesn’t have a phone the first time we met at Freedom Square. Since I was trying to make an impression, I ‘swallowed’ everything she ‘threw’ at me on that first day but after a whole week of playing a detective I didn’t just track her down, I literally tricked her into coming to see me at Chitis on a Valentine’s Day; a trip she never knew could make me win ten thousand naira.

I hated it when after twenty minutes, she looked at her wrist watch and said, “Please I’ve got to go; I have other plans this evening.”

Those words from her wounded my spirit. It sounded like having a girl tell her boy friend (who she just had sex with) that she’s rushing off to go and see another guy elsewhere. I mean, how do you leave your date on Valentine’s Day after twenty minutes? But, wait I second! Was she really my date? Well, at this point, I think I should let you know how I turned her into my BetNaija coupon.

I had met Mmasinachi first at Freedom Square in UNN when I was shooting a scene for a short movie which I directed. If you’ve read Episode One and Two of this story which I shared on my Timeline a few weeks ago, you will remember the Reading Princess that told me her name is Mmasinachi. Well, I had a problem tracking her down because it turned out she was not known by that name in her Faculty. I had to practically attended several lectures in the Faculty of Pharmaceutical Sciences before Cupid smiled at me with good fortunes at a place where I least expected it. Those one week of attending lectures at different levels of Pharmacy class is one of the most weird thing I’ve ever down.

Of course, there is no gainsaying the fact that the jargon I heard in those seven days will last me a lifetime. I suppose you can imagine how words from a Pharmacy class would sound in the ears of a Theatre Science Student. Well, I survived it because I wasn’t really listening. All I did was, once I enter a class, no matter how large, I will take my time to scan the faces of the girls that have close resemblance with the girl I’m looking for. Once I certify that she’s not in a particular class, I moved on to the next one. Of course, I kept asking people who sat close to me if they know any Mmasinachi in Pharmacy. Most of the girls I asked looked at me like I was crazy; some of the boys who seemed to have time asked why I was looking for an Mmasinachi. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to hear what I answered some of them.

The long story is that when, after a week, I couldn’t ‘fish’ out this Mmasinachi girl who seemed to had cast a spear on me the first time we met, I gave up. In fact, I wouldn’t have bothered looking for her at all if not for my Casanova roommate who dared me. In his words before we made a bet, “This is the first time I’m hearing about a girl who defied your conquestual prowess in women. You don meet your match!” Obiora laughed me to scorn on the evening I told him about the girl I met at Freedom Square.

Since Valentine a few weeks away, I told him to place a bet of ten thousand naira that the girl in question was going to be my Val.
He laughed and asked why he would place a bet on a girl he doesn’t even know what she looks like. “You can decide to hang out with any girl in your ‘fleet’ of girls and tell me she’s Mmasinachi.”

“OK, let’s do it this way; First, I already described what she looks like to you. The next thing is that I’ll swear by the grave of my ancestors that I wouldn’t trick you in any way. If I do, may I not graduate from this university. And, when I eventually connect with her on Val’s day, you’ll be at Chitis to witness it. I think I already have a plan on how to make her come.”

“The problem I have with you Theatre Arts students is that you think life is a home-video. Omo, no be TV we dey watch o!” Obiora, who is a final year mathematics student, started laughing again. “If I hear say you see that girl again for this college make I bend! Well, even if you see her, she no go give you number.”

“So, what are we making a bet on? Seeing her again or collecting her number?”
“My guy, I no won chop your money!”
“Your liver don dey cut!

“You suppose sabi say me I no dey shake. The issue wey dey here be say this bet no pure for my eyes. All the odds are in your favour,” Obiora said.

I thought for a while, and then I said, “OK, let’s do it this way. I’ll track her down before Val, then three days after that, I’ll convince her to come visit me for this room wey me and you dey share for Hilltop.”

“This guy, why is it that you don’t act like people of your faith? I’ve not seen a Muslim that act the way you do. Abi na because your parents carry English name give you and you dey enter UK like say your Papa na Prime minister.”

”Leave my faith out of this! Be a man and put your 10k. In less than three weeks from today I'll bring her here. She go even show you her departmental ID card make you confirm say na Mmasinachi wey dey study Pharmacy I carry come.”
“Na over confidence go kill you one day! There is no way you'll win this bet except there's something you've not told me."

To cut the long story short, I made a bet with my friend and my roommate Obiora but almost two weeks into the bet, I didn't set eyes on Mmasinchi. In fact, I was about giving up when the 'spirit' of my ancestors turned the odd in my favour.

Before you jump into conclusion on who won the bet, wait until I share the story on how I spent my Val with Mmasinachi… To Be Continued.

Question: Who do you think will win the bet?