Chapter 44

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😄Happy Birthday to everyone celebrating their birthday today😋 Prince Ire loves you all😘 More years to celebrate in Jesus name. Amen. 7/7/2020





"This one you are running around the house, what happened?" Omoh questioned Aramade who seemed to be looking for something. Both of them had left the shop around six in the evening. Her sister had been acting suspicious but she couldn't understand the cause of it. First of all, the mystery cake. Ever since Omoh saw what was written on the cake she couldn't stop laughing. She had to confirm why her sister had written such name, but to her utmost surprise, people were actually bearing such name.







"Omoh!" Ara shouted like her sister was at the next house. "Where is my makeup bag?"






"Oh, that one. I borrowed it for the main time. Check my travelling bag." She answered from the sitting room and joined her sister who had rushed into their room. The moment Omoh entered, Ara threw the wet towel on Omoh's body. "Spread it outside for me please."







"Chai! I've suffered." Omoh laughed, taking the small part of the towel that covered her face away. She adored her sister so much because to her Ara was the most nicest person. Ara had supported her dream of becoming a dancer even when their mom and Dad kept complaining and kept telling her she had not found her dream yet. Ara was the one who gave her money to buy her dancing clothes, paid for her dancing classes and encouraged her to choose a good part as a dancer. With how supportive Ara was to her it was hard for her to complain about anything because her sister was always ready to provide her anything.







Omoh came back inside to see her sister almost done with her makeup. It was just a light make-up but still it looked heavy because Ara was very fair. Ara looked even more beautiful with her make-up. She smiled at her sister asking if it wasn't too much, but the reply she got from her sister was different. "Hmm..." Omoh teased her big sister by clearing her throat before giving her a big smile in return. "Who among them is your boyfriend?" She asked, but instead of getting a reply in return, Ara had sent her another message again. "Search for my transparent blocked heels and put it in my bag please. Don't just stand there. Help your sister."







"Yes madam." Omoh joked and did as instructed but not without laughing at her sister.







Ara was finally done. She was putting on a very thick lycra gown in red colour. It fitted her perfectly, bringing out her curves. It was a long sleeve V-neck gown that reached her knees. Not too short and not too long. She matched it with a red lipstick and wore a fourteen inches full closure wig. She styled it into centre part and finally she was done.







"Whao! Kill them." Omoh gave her sister a military salute and added one of her dancing steps to it. "Oshey! Give them! Omo walai..." She turned it into a song, but Ara took over.






"🎶 If them point gun to my head say make I deny you, I go tell them say lailai!"





"Tele nko!" Omoh danced with her head by doing a head nod.






Aramade couldn't help laughing but she was too happy to care. The two sisters started dancing without a drum. "Sissy show them! Give them! Okay now. It's a banger!" Omoh continue to hype her sister who finally stood to her feet as she continued. "🎶 No be lie. I fit to spend my money on you, oh no. Spend a couple couple million on you... Give you loving till you say e don do... Gbege!"






"Oshey!"





"🎶Special type of feeling that I feel when I dey with you. O n dun mo mi anytime wey I dey with you. I want your heart and soul and your whole body too..."




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