For Better For Worse 💘
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© Faith stories ✍️
July 20, 2021.
Diary
I promised to stick with whomever my heart desires, a man that will love me till eternity. A man that we will both ride together for better for worse, a man that will cherish every moment with me and I man I can bodily stand out for no matter the occurrence. Temilola, your perfect man will surely come.
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I always cry anytime I remember the promised I made to myself if I marry when I was in school, and I have gotten married but my happiness is no where to be found. At first it was all joyful and you will always desire to have a family like mine. Well, here is my story.
As a lady who always aimed to be great and be independent, I can do any work at a given time just to help myself grow financially, I don’t like depending too much on men, infact *like* is just peripheral I don’t depend on man because the one I might see as depending is just as an act of a necessity from them. My parents knows me too well that my privacy is the best version of me I can be jovial at a point and isolating myself at second minutes. I don’t know maybe that was why I really have time to date , it’s not like I don’t see suitors, I do. But I do see it as heavy burden because there is more to what relationship is all about. So I always take my time to access any man that comes my way. And luckily doing my Service year (NYC) I met a young man of 28 years and I was 25 years at that time. He wasn’t handsome just like how my female colleagues portrays him and do teased about him but they don’t know that beauty or handsome is not the perimeter to determine a right man. Well, aside of him not being handsome, he is the kind of man that is rich beyond people imagination, I also came to realized how rich he was when I started going out with him after we were about rounding off our services. He took me to his parents house on the 23 February 2022 to show them that I’m his soon to be wife. On getting to the front of the house I was kind of surprised thinking he must have brought me to a different house, my thoughts began to turn real when he ordered me to follow him inside and I did. The house was really big and beautiful, it is two buildings that is in the compound, I kept quiet and didn’t say anything and I’m sure he must know the curiosity on my face and definitely what I must be thinking.
“You don’t need to be surprised.” He said and I still didn’t talk.
I looked at him from behind as he walked inside, I had to stay behind to be sure if he’s not upto some kind of wild imagination going through my head. A woman of about my age came outside and hugged him, I looked back and saw the gatekeeper sitting beside his house post 🏣 looking at us from afar.
“You are welcome.” The young lady said with a smile.
“Thank you.” I answered, standing behind Peter my boyfriend.
“I thought you said you won’t be able to come this weekend?. The young lady asked and he smiled tapping her shoulder.
We entered the house and I was marvel by the structure of the whole place, the television on the wall wider length is magnificent. I must say I haven’t seen such in reality except in movies. He told me to sit and I did. The young lady brought out a drinks for me and placed it on a glass stool in my front. I kept my cool and waited for the next thing to happen and just five minutes later he came down from the upstairs along with his parents. My heart races faster than a horse instantly, I don’t know why I suddenly develop a gastroenterologist , I held my stomach tightly to call it to order.
“Hello my dear.” His mother said in a friendly approach.
“Good afternoon ma.” I greeted on my knees just like how it’s done in Yoruba land as a way of respecting an elderly people. “Good morning sir.” I greeted his dad whose face looked like some retired army lol he doesn’t smile like his wife at all.
“What is your name young lady?.” His mother asked.
“Temilola ma.” I answered respectfully.
“What a lovely name, I have a nieces named Temmy also in abbreviation but her full name is Temilade.
“Thank you ma.” I answered not even knowing if it should be the right response.
“Where are you from?.” The audible voice if his father rang up.
“Ojota…no I mean to say Ibadan in Oyo State sir.” I answered nervously.
“Well, you’re welcome to our house so you’re free with us okay.
He said in a calmed voice and I felt peaceful within me that his voice could be this calm.
“Thank you sir.” I responded.
“I hope you will be able to stay with my son?.” His mother asked. I was surprised by that question and I just nodded my head and responded “Yes ma” his sister returned to the sitting room and asked friendly that why have I not taking my drink that she has also prepare a meal for me. I smiled and told her she shouldn’t bother herself cooking for me because I’m okay.
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“No ooo you can’t come to your in-law house without taking anything, it’s not proper.
“Don’t worry she is going to eat it.” Peter answered waving at her to bring out the food that he is also famished. “Dad, I have something to say.
I dropped back the glass cup quietly without it being obvious as I hear him say that.
“What is it my dear?.” The father asked.
“Actually, I didn’t tell Temmy about who I am, she is just getting to know about where I came from.
“How?. “His mother asked surprisingly looking at me.
“Like she is literally surprised right now even though she’s just keeping it to herself and I know for sure that she’s going to bombard me with so many questions if she leaves here.
“I still don’t understand you.” The father asked looking obviously lost.
“I told her another version of the kind of person I am like I’m not from a rich family and all that and she didn’t bother about it as she supported me financially and in terms of hunger. I have been so impressed by everything she has been doing for me and that makes me decided to bring her to introduce to you and she definitely didn’t know this is where she’s coming to. I told her my mother is a private school teacher while my father sells electronics.
They all laughed out uproariously, It wasn’t funny to me because I see it as someone who shouldn’t trusted. He shouldn’t have lied to me from the start.
To be continued.
