The holidays are fast approaching and Chimamanda is in search of someone befitting to take home to her parents.
Boluwatife craves freedom away from his family's eyes. When an opportunity presents itself, he grabs it, no questions asked.
Their praye...
For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways, says the Lord.--Isaiah 55:8 (AMPC)
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"I love you," he said.
Her eyes widened into saucers before a smile overtook her features. She moved towards him and wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
"I love you too," she whispered with her eyes closed.
They stared into each other's eyes as they slowly leaned towards each other and were about to seal it with a kiss when Tye Tribette's voice rang out I've Got My Mind Stayed On You.
Chimamanda jerked out of the trance the K-drama had thrown her into and almost flung her phone across the room. She frowned at her phone with disgust before tapping on the ACCEPT icon.
"Why was it when Hee Chul and Ji Won wanted to kiss that you called me ehn, Seyi?"
"Hee Chul and Ji Won can wait," her friend answered. "What are your plans for Christmas? Are you coming for the church picnic?"
"I can't o. I already promised mum that I will come home for the holidays and I can't withdraw it now. Else, she will have my head."
"Okay o. I will see you tomorrow at work."
Chimamanda couldn't believe her ears. "You will see me at work tomorrow? That's all you called to say?"
"Uh, yes."
She gasped in horror. "That's why you interrupted my Hee Chul and Ji Wọn moment?"
Her friend sighed. "I admire your penchant for the dramatic, my friend. Talk to you tomorrow. I love you."
And that ended the call. Eissssh!
It was like the whole of the heavens didn't want her watching the kiss scene because her alarm for evening prayers rang and she couldn't resist the nudging to pray.
Eisss—. She looked up and cleared her throat. Thank You, Lord.
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You are now thirty-five, Amanda! And you have never brought any man home, not even a male friend. All your elder and younger sisters are all married. I'm beginning to think that all that's left is to enroll you in a convent.
Chimamanda Eze's mind replayed the conversation with her mum in her mind over and over again.
Now, I know why I couldn't resist the urge to pray. I needed to gather strength to deal with this.
She could never understand what she had done to warrant those words from her mum, save for the fact that she wasn't married and hadn't been in a relationship for the longest time. Now, she was already thirty and everyday, a tick-tock sound kept playing somewhere around her and it was definitely not her wrist watch or wall clock.
