THE SUDDEN PROPOSAL 1
Olu told me I would be single for the rest of my life. Like, that one cut deep. According to him, I had an attitude that will drive off every promising suitor.
He was quite right but I never admitted it. I was always right, even when I was wrong, I was still right. There’s no way you’d ever make me see my wrong in anything and if you get into an argument with me, you will give up as I had some rich arguing skills.
2 years after Olu left me, all I ever had were “Near Relationship Syndrome.” Random dudes will pick interest in me and while at the talking stage, they just move without saying goodbye. This broke me but I kept an “I don’t care” attitude as I never wanted to look weak or vulnerable.
Finally, this rich dude, Fola, decided that we should go to the movies and hang out at the mall somewhere in Abuja. Mind you, Fola has been all over me but I didn’t like him. I had even shown my true colours to him severally but it never moved him. My major challenge with him was that he was light-skinned and that is a no-no for me.
After seeing our movie, we strolled out of the cinema to grab a bite to eat. Only for me and Fola to bump into Olu and a very fine lady.
“Hi! So we fit see your face for this Abuja?”
“Olu! Ah ah! I even thought you’d relocated or something. Good to see you.”
“Good to see you too. Uhmmm! Meet my wifey, Cherie.”
“Awww! How cute! Nice to meet you, Cherie. Olu and Cherie, meet Folu my Fianceé.” I shrugged.
“Oh! It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sir.”
“Uhh! The pleasure is all mine,” Folu responded in confusion.
I held Folu tightly, forcing out a smile. I even planted a peck on his cheek to make my drama seem real. Olu and his wife left and I progressed with Folu.
“What was that all about?” Folu asked.
“Shhh! Let’s just say, it is what it is.”
At the restaurant, Folu asked that I excuse him and I nodded while I had my fruits. In no time, Folu came back in looking all nervous. I didn’t get the privilege to ask what was up before he knelt and brought out a ring.
“Modarun!” I exclaimed.
“Will you be my…?”
“Shhhhh!” I got up and ran away.
Wait! What was he thinking? I only used him to cover up my tracks. Killode? What is my crime?
To be continued
© Sophy Bless
