Fiyin was left to her own thoughts. She wondered if her husband would be patient enough to wait for another ten years, in anticipation of a child from her. She remembered the first day she met her husband, Dosunmu. It was love at first sight. Her husband was the introvertive type. Rain was falling torrentially on that fateful day. It was as if fate brought them together that day. "What an unforgettable day!" She exclaimed.
"Hello young lady! Nice to meet you. I love your hairdo, and your dress. In fact, you are an epitome of beauty. I mean you are the true African queen Tu Face sang about many years back." Dosunmu emphasized.
Meanwhile, while admiring Fiyin's beauty, he couldn't look her straight in the eyes. But, to her, he was the best. " Thank you, I really appreciate." Replied Fiyin.
" Well, I love you, and I want to marry you" said Dosunmu
Fiyin was taken aback. " Damn! He is just too forward."
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With hands akimbo, Fiyin stared at Dosunmu,from head to toe. His dress sense was breathtaking, but somehow funny. Just that what spoilt everything was that his necktie was synonymous to the faded and flat headed ties her father worn in the early 90s. His leather belt had turned to mere ropes, his shoes had gone through a lot, though still standing the test of time.
His walking steps were firm and authoritative. His voice was very romantic, though it was like that of the sound of two, huge loudspeakers. He obviously had nothing when he met him, yet she loved him at first sight.
"Love can be so funny at times. But, her barrenness had made her a casualty in her matrimonial home." She sobbed.
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