CHAPTER 258:MORNING BIZZARE

Subsequently, she ended the call with her mother, Slyvia decided to call her father. He wanted to inform him about the vacancy in the company maybe he was not aware of.

Mr Emmanuel Mukoya was busy drinking with his friend in club oval when his mobile phone vibrated in the pocket. He thought that deal he have been waiting for finally have come through.

But when he fished out his mobile phone from his pocket, he found out that a new number was calling him. Immediately he thought that maybe his Wife Eva is the one calling him. It has been a long since they talked, Even Eva herself has no idea that her husband was still in the country.

So he hurriedly picked up the calm as he walked to a silent room because Music was being played at the highest volume.

"Hello," he said upon receiving the call.

"Hello dad, how are you doing? I haven't seen you since the day we bumped into each other in the shopping mall," she said politely.

Mt Mukoya sighed as he scratched his head in disappointment. He wished that he haven't received that call, have he known that Slyvia was the one calling. 

Slyvia was the reason why his wife Eva refused to go back with him back to Florida. She hates her to the core. She scratched her name as she said.

"I am fine, why do you ask?" 

"Dad I know that I have never been your favorite daughter but I do value you as my father," she said.

Mr. Mukoya smirked and almost laughed evil but tried to control himself.

"Why did you call Slyvia? If you wanted to check on me then know that I am doing fine. Can I hang up now, you have disrupted the good moments I was having with my friends," he said smugly.

"Oh, I am sorry dad, but my main reason for calling you was to inform you that we have a vacancy in Luhyahood dre company. The chairman position is vacant so I was informing you so that you can apply," Slyvia said. Hoping that her father will be happy.

"Really! 

"Yes dad, I know that you qualify for that position. Can you apply before it's too late dad? I will be happy working with you in one company,"

"Is that so! Anyway thank you for telling me but I am not interested!" Mr. Mukoya said as he hung up the call.

'What do you think that you are! You are just as useless as your mother. I don't care about the suggestion you are telling me about the vacancy,' he thought as he walked back to his table where the friends were drinking.

"Guys let's continue having merry, it was nothing important," Mr. Mukoya said as they had a toast and gulped the content down.

Slyvia was surprised that her dad hung up on her. She tried thinking of anything that she had ever wronged her parents or maybe her father but couldn't remember any.

'That was so strange, maybe I am a grown-up and I should be on my own rather than trying looking for my parents. It's not like I need their support. I was just trying to help,' She thought as she walked back to her Public Relations department.

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The next morning Mr. Mukoya was surprised to find himself outside the verandah sleeping on the cold floor. 

He was so petrified that he couldn't understand what had happened to him. The only moment he remembered was that he was drinking and laughing with his friends.

Worst of all, Mr. Mukoya was surrounded by a small crowd that was staring at him. He didn't understand why he was being surrounded until he looked at himself. That's when he found out that he was only in his boxers.

Huh? He explained as he stood up and run away from that club's verandah.

The crowd laughed as his boxer was torn and his buttocks were outside. That was the morning BIZZARE had ever been experienced at the club early in the morning.

He was fortunate that his rented apartment was not far from the club he was in. He didn't have the key to the house because the key was in his trouser so what he did was push the door harder until it cracked open.

He sighed a relief when he entered his house and put on clothes. His body was so cold as a result of sleeping on the floor the entire morning. His wallet, his credit cards, and his mobile phone were all stolen.

"What am I going to do now? I don't have any money right now. The month is already due so I have to settle the rent what do I do now," he murmured to himself as he paced up and down in the house.

Before he could think of a solution a knock came on the door, although he was not expecting anyone. He walked to the door and opened it only to come face to face with the landlord.

"Good morning Mr. Mukoya hope you know that the month is due, you promised to pay your rent today," the landlord said.

"Yeah, I know that,....eh, will you please wait for another one week I will pay for advanced months so don't worry I am aware of that. I was in the predicament yesterday that's why I had used the money," Mr. Mukoya explained.

"You better keep your word sir or else I will lock your house and everything inside. This house I build it on back loan so I need to repay the loan before they auction my whole wealth," the land load hollered at him.

'It will be a shame if my house is locked because of rent. I will have to do something,' Mr. Mukoya thought as he walked to the table searched for plain paper and started to draft his application letter, Curriculum vitae, and all of the credentials needed for the job application.