The encounter Pt2 .... As Bolas alto(ed) voice rented the air Screaming in languages unknown Cabashing at its peak, likened to that of the early apostles on pentecost day. Still rolling on the floor like a serpentine maybe shes marine suggestions swept through the choir stand. Like seriously questions and analysis ran through Kemis mind as shes still in awe, Bola, The first class chick? What on earth is she doing on the floor? What is she saying? Her 7k gown Her 45k Brazilian hair Her makeup!!! Kemi kept asking questions she had no answers to. The whole church was amazed at the bling lady as Bola was tagged, always a pioneer in the latest artificial trends; ranging from the eyelashes, nails, hair etc... As silence overwhelmed the whole church. Bola has stopped cabashing,... wisphers, giggles, chuckles at its peak in the congregation as Bola is aided to her feet by the stern looking usher. Her Brazilian hair now ruined, scattered like a mad woman.. Understanding whatsupp she started to cry.. In a bid to console her and explain to her what has happened to her soul, her face that was once coloured in an awesome harmony is now ruined before her very own eyes. As she raised her face up, the female usher caught a glimpse of her new makeup and a thundered laughter arose... Bola who raised her shoulders high is now humbled and humiliated before the whole church. Meanwhile Kemi has pinged, whatsapped, tweeted, the whole saga to the whole world... Leaving Bolas phone with unanswered pings. 35mins after Service and Bola is no where to be found, kemi decided to search for her bestie.. She found Bola sitting in an empty room WEEPING profusely, when she sighted her friends face grilled with colours that was once united.. she asked KEMI::: what happened?? (Hiding any trace of laughter) BOLA::: dont just start oooo
Posted on: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 06:01:45 +0000
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