The position I was at the time, wasn’t the nicest of all; It seemed as though I was going through mid-life crises. My relationship was close to hitting rock bottom, my neighbour who just moved in a few weeks ago, all of a sudden is getting pregnant. My ‘most of the times unserious friend’ suddenly has something important and urgent that he wanted us to talk about; all these happening concurrently. Where am I going to start from? The people I literarily would have gone to whenever I found myself in such a situation, were the exact same persons that were involved in this. But in all, “we meuvvvveeee!!!”
While I was yet pondering on these things, I heard the sound of my compound gate unlocking. I peeped through my window to see who it was; it was Precious. I tried to study the look on his face from afar to know if the ‘very important thing’ he wanted to talk about was something I should worry about or not; but then, he’s already here, so whatever it was, we were going to have the conversation notwithstanding. But just before I could step away from my window side, I noticed he was rather hesitant in leaving the gate; he was actually looking as though he was staring at something or someone. I looked at the direction he was staring, and saw that Chioma was already out of her flat, trying to lock the door and go out; travelling like she had earlier told me. I watched how she walked straight to him as he was still standing by the gate, and they started conversing for a few minutes. They actually seemed more famaliar than I thought, but that’s usual with Precious though, or could it be that?…….. Wait! Ok, I don’t want to believe it. I immediately started creating scenarios in my head and trying to connect dots. Is it that they were actually secretly meeting without my knowledge? Could Precious be the one responsible for…..
Omo x 1000000
I had to break myself from that line of thought, because it wasn’t going to end well for me. Firstly, it seemed as though I was becoming too attached to Chioma, as there were some sprinkles of jealous here and there when I thought of the possibility of Precious having anything to do with her, how much more getting her pregnant. Secondly, why have to worry so much about it? When he was going to be walking into my apartment any moment from now? The worse that will happen is I’d confront him or who knows? Maybe that was the ‘important thing’ he wanted us to discuss. So, I took a deep breathe in and out, and took a chill pill. Meanwhile, I remembered I hadn’t gotten back to hanty after the message she sent; I’d just do that after Precious leaves.
I heard the noise of the locks of the gate once again, Chioma had probably left eventually. I expected to hear a knock on my door almost immediately, but the knock never came; apparently, Precious had accompanied her to the road; ‘Oshe Mr. Nice guy’. Well, that’s him on a normal day though. I had waited for a few more minutes before he eventually walked to my door, knocked, and came in; as I’d already opened it. His demeanor wasn’t as bright as it was when I’d seen him from my window earlier, but whatever it was, he’s here! We’re here! So he’ll spill. After exchanging normal guys pleasantries, he went to the fridge and helped himself with a bottle of soda, came back and had his seat. “So how’ve you been”? He asked, popping open his bottle of soda and taking a sip. “I’ve been fine o. What’s it that’s so important that couldn’t wait”? I asked in return, wearing a rather curious look.
Truth is, at this point, I was even more curious to find out what he actually wanted to talk about, because of the ‘Chioma possibility‘. He finally summoned courage, dropped his bottle of soda and went on thus…
Brother! You know I’ve been a lover boy right from our university days. I’m not quick to fall in love, but when I do, you know I do wholeheartedly, without restrictions.
And you’d also remember me saying at some point that if I have my way, I’d love to be married before I turn 30. So, to cut a long story short, I’ve decided to ask for someone’s daughter’s hand in marriage. I’m telling you first because you’re my brother, and I feel you should be well informed and it shouldn’t come as a surprise to you.
Now, there was no problem with processing the information he just gave o; my real problem at that point was ‘So this boy thinks he’s now responsible enough to get married and start a family’ 😂😂😂 Like, so sooner than I ever imagined, I’ll be standing behind this stupid friend of mine, holding a microphone to his mouth while he’s saying, ‘I hereby take you bla bla bla to be my lawfully wedded wife’ Damn! 😂 😂 😂 This boy wey no get sense like this go come be person husband and eventually person papa… The thought of it alone made me burst into laughter. And oh! I was also wondering who this rather lucky lady was. Could it be JEMIMAH? Precious’ one true love when we were in school😂😂. Precious loved that girl ehn, he could literarily give his all for her; but Las Las, my friend chop better breakfast
Gbo Gbo wa le ma je breakfast😂😂😂Everyone will have their share of breakfast (heartbreak)
To think that Precious has not told me about any lady in his life in recent times; he does not even look like someone who’s fallen in love lately. This only meant one thing; whoever it is he wanted to get married to, would be from his pool of exes; maybe he reconnected with one of them lately and has decided to just manage that one, since he’d already known her and her excesses, it’s just to make adjustments, change the few things he can change about her and all that, and he’s good to go. Because…
Nobody is perfect… It’s just for you to choose a demon and be constantly pouring olive oil on their head😂😂😂
Another thing that can make this man to be thinking of marriage this suddenly could be, maybe he had a one night stand with someone, and then the thing now led to pregnancy, and so instead of indulging in abortion, he’s just decided to run the marriage sharp sharp and move on with life… Wait! But come to think of it, Chioma fits into this second category o… Could she be the one? It was at this point I knew I needed to find out who she was… I readjusted my sitting position, reduced the volume of the TV even future and went on “So who’s the lucky one”? I asked. He picked up his bottle of soda once more, sipped from it, while fixing his gaze on me, and replied “it’s someone you know very well. But I won’t tell you who it is yet; just wanted you to know my intentions, and that’s on period!!!”.
He stood up to take his leave, leaving me in the most bewildered state ever such that 20mins after he had left my house, I was still cracking my head, trying to figure out who it was; and the fact that Chioma fits the description of ‘its someone you know very well’ just made things worse. I wasn’t sure if it was Chioma or any of his exes, but atleast I am very sure it’s not hanty; when the both of them are not mad🙄.
Talking about hanty, maybe this was the best time to call her and hangout like she’d suggested, to make it up to me. This was probably the best option to atleast clear my head. I picked up my phone and dialled her number; the phone had barely rang twice on my end when she picked “Hello my world” were her opening words.
What did they say about women and being too nice again? 🤔🤔🤔