SEOUL INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, KOREA.
"Ahh"I sighed tiredly rolling In the large luggage I held in my hand. I stretched a bit cracking my knckles before exhaling heavily. I put on my earpods before taking out my phone fromy pocket to replay my already played playlist,I shoved it back into my pocket before looking ahead soaking in my current location..
I'm currently in Seoul International Airport Korea. My eyes wondered around the foregein place and the people moving around and the other foreign people like me an any one here that is not Korea. I have to admit they Koreans are beautiful people especially the boys, oh God the boys are just Soo hot. I was fawning and admiring over these Asian people when a very cute guy passed by, I couldn't help but fawn all the more, I swear I Couldn't stop looking a t him, I couldn't take my eyes away from him.
I was still standing, scouting more Korean guys and shamelessly doing it while standing in the middle of the place when suddenly a hand touched my shoulder and the jerked slightly yeah no doubt it was dramatic.
"God pls let it be a cut korean boy"I prayed. I turned with hopes high and an eager heart but was met with Mama's angry face.I subconsciously stepped back.
I rasied a brow when she mouthed words, her glare Turing hard. She then came forward and removed my ears . It was only then I realized that the speaker volume was high but don't blame me the music rhymed with the Korea boys that was passing by, it made it look like in movies with the slow motion and all.
"How many time have you warned you not to put your speaker volume so high?" Mama angrily asked and then I released a toothy grin hoping she would let this slide off cause I don't want her to publicly embarrass me, trust Nigeria mother's they don't care how old you are, when you mess up they they put you in your place, the right place.
"I'm sorry" I muttered, my grin whipped away and my head slightly casted down. You don't look at you mother in the eyes when you being scolded unless you receive a beautiful slap trust me it will leave it eyes ringing for few days. She hissed before saying. "Let's hurry home before it gets more late than it already is" she said walking away with her two luggages following her behind, I sigh in relief before following her I just escape death people. Mama order an Uber and immediately it came we hopped in an off to our apartment we go.
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The rays of the sun hit warmly against my skin, I stirred and in my sleep, turning and tossing in the bed before releasing a groggy groan. I sigh heavily before opening my eyes only to close it back attempting to go back to sleep but I opened them sharply, sitting up an gasp following. I'm in Korea, I remember I landed I. Korea yesterday knight, jumping out of the bed, I rushed to the window pushing the curtains apart and open the window. I inhaled deeply before exhaling, Ahh, yep that's totally Korean air.
After taking my bathe , putting on a bumshort as we Nigerians love to call it and a tank top. I packed my hair up and wrapped it a bun, As you know most Africans don't have long hair even if some do it would be strong and stubborn and they would go relax it, some wouldn't just cut off, seriously we don't like hair stress but we like long hair especially virgin, I just one of the previlaged few to be granted the blessing with long virgin hair, a hair so curly and bouncy it reaches my breast when drawn but stops at my shoulder blade,it's smooth and silky and yeah it's sooo easy to comb, I love my hair and love to style but too but today I just go for types easy and plain bun style before heading down to the kitchen.
Now it's totally normal for every girl to always wake up and cook it a common discipline if a girl is giving more task than the boys and it's very common for every girl to take the house chores as their responsibility and same goes for Nigeria and Africa in general. If you are girl in a Nigerian household, you must always wake up earlier than everybody to cook and get the chores done. In some household it's the girl that does all the work and the boys just relax and do nothing, yeah I hate that to the bones but to our mothers that how a girl is meant to be brought up. They feel like it's a kind of displine while we feel that they are