By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
‘Where did you buy this afternoon tea?’ Michael asked between bites, feeling very happy. ‘It’s expensive and delicious. Robert, you’re so lavish. Tell me, did you win the Nairabet or did you steal from me?’ He didn’t seem appalled. He was happy today, which would make anyone close to him wonder why because it was rare for Michael to be this happy. Rare for anyone to see this gentle and happy side of him.
‘I bought it at Galaxy coffee shop which is one of the most high-end coffee shops here in Abuja, frequented mostly by socialites since ordinary people could not afford it,’ he said proudly, trying to make Michael happy even more.
‘Oh…’Michael’s voice trailed off. Following a long silence, his lips curled into a faint smile. Then, he glanced at the customised blue exquisite bag.
‘Do you want some more?’ Robert asked gently.
Michael would have wanted a bag delivered to Chioma Chima. But then, he wasn’t sure where to find her. ‘I will want some another day.’ He smiled slightly at the thought of delivering food someday to Chioma. He was optimistic that destiny would make it happen.
For the rich
spending money was like buying chewing
gum. Robert had spent 30,000 naira for this afternoon tea, which was
almost the same amount of the living expenses of most of the people, and being the
national minimum wage for federal
workers here in Nigeria, having such an amount at the
end of every month was like wining a lottery or bet, yet it was something Michael could spend without batting an
eye.
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