Choosing rich.

Chapter one

Chapter one: my choice

Rahat's pov.

I looked at the mirror, I smiled trying to get myself un depressed

Was I really about to make the right decision?

Was it right to choose being crazy rich over a possibility of eternal happiness?

I sat down on the chair that was facing my mirror, I looked down at my hands

There was still a bit of henna on my hands, it was from the last wedding I went to

I smiled at the memory

It was one of my friends wedding, I had gotten my henna done back then

when I was at laurahs wedding which was just 2 weeks ago I thought to Myself

I wouldn't be getting married anytime soon

It would probably happen when I was 30, but now at 23

In a blink of an eye I had gotten two marriage proposals from two amazing guys.

But I wouldn't lie to myself one was more amazing

I had known nurudden for eight years since I was in jss3 we were in the same school but he was two years ahead

We chatted back then, we didn't really talk much in school but from chatting we became the most closest friends I told him about everything in my life.

Even my moms sickness that I shared with nobody , I just felt he was the right person to know.

He was an average looking guy.. he wasn't handsome he looked okay.. he was a bit chubby but he dressed clean spoke nicely and understood me more than anyone in the world

So even if a person was the ugliest in the world if they knew you, understood you, and related with you.. their looks wouldn't matter at all.

That was him for me.. we had started meeting at a point when I was in the university so not only was it easy to talk to him on the phone it became easy to talk to him in reality.

It was like we had this un named love relationship

We never dated but it was clear to everyone we were in love.

We were always talking

When the topic of marriage came Up my mind I think he'd be the best husband for me since he knew me so well, and he was a great person.

He made me feel if I was with him.. it would be only us forever.

I smiled looking at myself in the mirror again

But I always thought the age closeness between us was to short he was just a year older than me and we would not be able to marry because of that.

Since as a man a perfect time for him to marry would be the age of 28-35 I personally think.

But if I was to wait for him I'd get older

I know and I support women getting married from 18-30+ but that doesn't change the fact you'd want to marry way earlier like at
20-25.

Then there was faruk, we had met on social media, he based in Abuja while I lived in kaduna.

he was a very handsome guy, he talked nice but not too nice, he was okay.

We practically talked once a month

he would show up and tell me I was beautiful and stuff then he would disappear back then, but recent days he's been around