My old friend

Arike’s POV

I came out of the mall to find Iteoluwa conversing with Bamidele and as I watched from afar it seemed like Iteoluwa had known him for a long time the way she was in a deep conversation with him.

I walked up to them. “We can go now.” I said.

“Mom, where did you go?” She asked.

“I just went to say thank you to the man who helped me find you.” I answered.

“Okay..it is good to always say thank you anytime someone helps you.” She stated what I have always told her.

I reached out to take the nylons but Bamidele gestured to me to carry Banjo from his shoulders and we started off towards the mall exit.

“Your daughter said you didn’t come with a car, so I am going to drop you off at your place.” Bamidele said.

“No..that won’t be necessary, I will just order a ride online.” I objected.

“Why order one when I am offering to help?” He scoffed.

“I don’t want to stress -“