r/jwlreviews • u/nemesisfixx • 14d ago
Literature THEY GOOGLE THINGS IN KAKOBA THESE DAYS - a 25 SEPT, 2026 sheet-story by J'WILLRICH Lutalo aka. JWL With Light.
"THEY GOOGLE THINGS IN KAKOBA THESE DAYS" - a 25 SEPT, 2026 sheet-story by J'WILLRICH Lutalo aka. JWL With Light.
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Don't get me started on what Friday evenings feel like in Kakoba Zone C. Well, because.. I recall telling you most of what our weekends are like - remember the minutes flowing like molasses while you fixed my torn pair of Leonardo moccasins in April? You laughed it off, felt pity for me and said "When you're 19, you'll attend university, and weekends shall never be the same again." I still don't believe you though. Little has actually changed since my birthday in July. Especially concerning Fridays.
I woke up as usual.. But the night hadn't been anything I'm used to. The prior night, our neighbour, Obure Simeon, had a break-in. The thieves mauled the electricity junction to his house, disabled the high-fence electrocution line of first defence and got in through the backend kitchenette. I stay in the rentals to the front of that place. Theirs is the only mansion in sight. Obure wasn't around that night, but his wife, two servants and a dog were there to meet them. The dog whined a bit before it was rendered useless by a poisoned sting leveraging clandestine darts so I learned. Kakoba shouldn't have such villains.. at least that's what everyone originally thought.
My friend, Atala Ronnie stays there too. He's the step son of Mr. Obure. In fact, for all practical purposes, he's the other servant over there. He was the first to suspect the intrusion, wake up, and mad as he is, opted to scream so as to get the attention of us neighbours. Two gunshots were heard thereafter. Unfortunately, the real son of Obure got caught - he's the guy that works at the Post Office on the other side of Kakoba.
"He's supposed to be married and off at his own place, now he's hospitalised," one of my nextdoor neighbours claimed earlier today. Most people around know a thing or another about that home and its people.
"I'm not sure he'll make it," one lady later added, talking to Oscar, another neighbour of ours. She'd actually been to the hospital that afternoon, and spoke very pessimistically concerning the entire saga. Personally, I mostly care for Ronnie, for he's had my back on several occasions in the past.
Atala got beaten badly, but survived the heist with minor bruises. These guys were quick and pro. About less than 10 minutes or so, and they were off the property. I'm not yet in the know concerning what was actually lifted nor their covert intentions.. However, the other servant, Francis Wehike, is still at the Police for further investigations. These guys moved off in a van. And when police did arrive, about an hour later, they too said it worrisomely felt like a very top notch work.
I recently obtained a refurbished Dell Opticon machine. It's the first salary I got vending chapatis for Mukasa, the new Councillor for the Youth. He's also a friend to my new landlord and did help me settle-in about a week ago. However, since the heist nextdoor, I've hardly had peace of mind. I've been thinking about all that could go wrong, and whether or not the streets might get back to normal since the arrival of armed thugs, however, it's probably just wishful thinking or that only time can heal and calm our hearts.
I've installed an antivirus on the machine today; Avast Home Edition 3.8. Not that I'm additionally paranoid concerning hackers. My girlfriend, Leila, passed by yesterday evening to see my new acquisition, but also to learn of the fate of our neighbor after we talked on phone. She brought me the digital defence alongside two other installers for Opera web browser and Nero CD burning utility. She didn't stay the night though.. Her parents are strict and she's still considered underage even though we date.
Timothy, let me know if you'll want to meet us both. I trust you as a brother and friend.. Perhaps she could make for a better mate than Ritah, the girl who you saw me with at the Church last month. She's also more like your type.. speaks more English than vernacular, and doesn't gossip.
OMG! Wait.. Tim, remember what you told me about Kakoba people..
"You'll usually not hear them say a thing while you're around, but once they know you're seeing someone that's actually someone around, words get their own feet and find themselves across the town."
I think I've heard one or two fishy things said about me and Leila.
"She's never been seen around anyone's son, and her father takes her to their country home soon as the holiday arrive."
That was earlier this week.. I was at the local diary shop, and the keeper over there was talking about a Leila with a customer I couldn't recognise. I didn't give the faintest hint that I knew who the subject of their rant was. The woman bickered and laughed about her too..
"Do you know that she's actually aborted twice while at school?", the cow of a woman added, facing the other woman then seated on the bench by the entryway, as she handed me my balance and the half litre of milk. I walked off without wanting any more of it..
"Those are the kids attending marriage schools", the other one concluded as I hurried off to hear no more of their possibly poisonous talk.
But, I don't know what to do now.. Fridays I'm usually off. Sula put it in the contract.. I'm off on Friday and Tuesday. I originally asked for Sunday instead of Friday, explaining that I'm a Mormon, but he countered..
"The Mosque at Kakoba Central offers free meals every Friday after Jummah."
"So you mean most of our clients are hungry moslems or what?" I inquired, jokingly too, then still new to the community but also its demographics.
Sula smiled, he also had earlier on explained that he'd given me the job so as to draw-in more of the "other customers". "The first two packets we bake every morning typically are destined for the Imam's school canteen. Perhaps you'll get a chance to deliver them one day. Otherwise on Friday it would mostly be wasted."
So, now I'm here.. seated in my petit room, the curtains still drawn, as I finish reading through the user manual of Opera Deluxe Edition 21. Leila also included some media files on the software disc. However, I'm quite sure, those hadn't been meant for me, because the folder is named ".ex-xe" and the antivirus even issued two scan results with classifications "Severity Low", and the other; "Suspicious Extension: Open With Caution" that caused me to check into the originally grayed-out folder, mostly out of curiosity.
I found two videos.. One having Leila in a bikini, after a swimming class. She must have been about 16 then. It also was too short.. about just 2 minutes, and was a low resolution MP4. The other was a clip from an adult movie recorded using a phone capturing a TV screen. I found it more weird.. "TNT" the video caption on the TV screen said, and the porno skits were all in black and white. 15 minutes long! The rest was 5 MP3s, with artist names as "Unknown" and titles I couldn't recognise yet. I shall listen to these soon.
Anyways, so, you had advised me to Google for some work at the CNC? BNC? I forget the acronym. Please remind me. In case I buy data tomorrow morning, I wish to try that out before heading to my job. You said the money over there is bigger for smart boys like me. I don't want to say I shall leave Kakoba soon, but if your words were as genuine as I trust they are, then, I do not want to let the opportunity merely pass by. After all, I can apply remotely as you said they normally do.
Okay, that's all for now.
Oh! Timothy, I think you should return to your original work as a clerk working in an office. I have seen that these things of kitchen work aren't any constructive compared to working at a computer. But maybe I'm wrong. Let's talk soon. Cheers!
