IVAN:
Nigeria is an epitome of extravagance and this time I’m right in the middle of it. Aso-Ebi palava is the order of the day.
Can someone please tell me the reason for two different attires in the same month?.
Abbi and Samuel are wedding 5&7 December while Rufi and I are wedding 19&21.
Yet we have two lace and four head ties to buy each for both wedding, for the Nigerian folks its normal but for Callie and her friends? Incredible.
I called Mum to inform her of my wedding and that I regretted the moment I did.
“Your wedding with a low life scum?” she hissed.
“Mother!” I thought we had crossed that hurdle.
“Listen Ivan, you will not marry a single mother, not in my life time”
“Yet I can marry a whore” I shouted
“Don’t raise your voice at me young man, if by 'whore' you mean Diana they yes. You can marry a whore."
I thought her matchmaking was to keep a secret that is already in the open. Now what?
“Is there more to this than you’re telling me?”
“Ivan, I’m your mother. I might have done something wrong to you but I know what is best for you”
Yeah right.
“Diana is ……..”
“I know that line mother so drop it” I cut her off.
“Alright! But still I wouldn’t let you leave Diana to marry a single mother”
“Mother I did not call you to ask for permission to get married. I just thought you should know”
“Ivan?”
“Bye mother” I cut the connection.
Why would a Mother be more loyal to an outsider than her own son.
My phone rang.
“Moth……
“You won’t marry that woman, mark my words”
“You can’t do nothing about it”
“Wait and see” she cut the connection.
Is she threatening me?
“Well then, let’s wait and see”
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IVAN:
Planning a wedding is something stressful but interesting. Yet we’re planning two at a time. I’m really not complaining because finally my happily ever after is close.
Abbi, Maria and I are looking for the perfect clothe for the young invitee
“Ruf?” Maria called me as she held up a sky-blue material
“It’s nice, I like it I said before she could ask--"
“Yeah” she placed the material on a table then faced me “I wasn’t gonna ask you about that” she sat on a sofa and motioned "i think you should inform Alex you’re getting married."
“No” I replied firmly
“But Ruf?”
“I’m sorry Maria but I’m not telling that man about my wedding” I snapped looking away from her.
“Rufi! I know deep down you want to. Just please this once swallow your pride and tell him”
“Swallow my pride!, really! For that man!” I stood up “do you know how many times that man made me swallow my pride already?” I didn’t wait for her to answer
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