BEFORE DECEMBER
Chapter 3
…..My life was becoming a mess,my own parents had become thorns in my flesh,I couldn’t do anything without being reminded that I was still single,it had become the only topic in our house,,,,I honestly wished I had sisters, perhaps they would have be lucky with men and probably married,so that mom could let me be…
Was it my fault that relationships weren’t going fine,I always give my best in a relationship,only to be the victim at the end…
There was Dele,who I had dated for a long time,he was my first love actually,we met in my first year in the university,we dated all through our university days,only for me to find out he was sleeping with my roommate,it was terrible,very terrible,that was during my final exams,it was the grace of God I made my papers, recovery from that was very difficult,but thank God I managed.
I went to Kastina for service,there I met Saheed,but of course his family would not allow, since we were of different religion.Faster ward to later,I met EDOBOR,it was nice being with that amazing guy from South south,he brought me home with him to Benin, unfortunately, for no good reason,his mom didn’t like my face,and he was a mummy’s boy,so I later found out,his mom didn’t like me, probably because I was from the Eastern part,,I had heard her say to him,so you didn’t see any girl in the whole of Benin,it has to be an Ovbieigbo(igbo girl),,,it was terrible.
Then I met Ken,who I definitely thought was the one,he was igbo like me,smart , intelligent, handsome,a good business man,and caring,only for him to be AS,while I am AS too.it was a no for marriage because of genotype..
That has been my love story,which of these is my fault,why can’t my parent let me be and understand….there were times I had felt I was cursed,or distained not to marry,there were times I wanted to give up.but thank God for Helen.she was always there to encourage me…I want to get married,but it just wasn’t working for me.
It was October 1st that year,,,I had woken up and was very happy, it’s our country’s freedom day,I should be after all,I was busy celebrating Nigeria ,when of course mother showed up,,,see are you are happy celebrating NIGERIA,have you ever imagined how it will look like when you will be celebrated as the bride of the day,or how my fellow women will celebrate me as mother of the bride,oh my God,it will be awesome,I shall put on the most expensive lace, gold and diamond,infact my walking steps will change,chai,I can’t wait…
Mother can we not begin the new month with all these,,, my dear,do you think I enjoy these fantasy, bring a man and chose a date,so I can be happy.Mother a man will come , when a man will come…
By the way,a man is here already. Mother said,how mom,,I believe you know lady Gold,my friend that is into jewelries,anyways her first son Jackson,will be returning from American this weekend,and she has asked me to accompany her to the airport to welcome him.so get ready this week end,we shall be going to the airport,but Mom,she invited you and not me,well I am extending the hand of invitation,so we shall be going together.But mom,what if I had plans for that weekend,Cancel,you are following me to that airport,and that’s Final,maybe,just maybe Jackson will find you attractive,,she said and happily smiled out,,but Mom,mom,mom,there was no response….
So fast the weekend arrived,as early as 5am,mom had come banging on my door, Good morning mom,what is it,I hope no problem,I had asked since it was too early to have woken me up since it wasn’t a working day,,, morning Omalicha,Asa,egoyebo,Ada mummy,Nmemoma,okayyy,mummy what are all these praises for this morning,what do you want,,, can’t a mother praise her beloved daughter anymore,of course she can,but my mother praises is very rear,,mother tell me why you had to wake me up this early,,,
Omalicha,have you forgeotten Jackson’s arrives today,,oh that no problem mom,you said his flight is for 1pm,there is still time,,,no no no,no time Biko,we have to start picking what you would wear,do some ironing,make your hair look dazzling,and some makeup,the make up artists will soon be here,,,make up what?,mother?,am I getting married,,,,my faith yes,this is the first step if your getting married,you have to look your best…
So please let’s start looking for what you would wear…I was as surprised as you are right now,that my mom had to go through all these troubles just to impress a guy I don’t even know,,,story of my life…
The make up artists came indeed and did some paintings of the seven colours of rainbows on my face,I couldn’t even recognize myself, mom kept asking her to add more,after about 2 hours we were done with the Make up,then the hair and so many other things, actual bride’s for a wedding don’t take as much time as i had that day on thier wedding day….
At long last we were on our way to the airport to welcome our royal highness.mother kept asking me to shine my teeth like a roasted goat.After some time ,our prince charming,or should I say princes charming came.coming towards us were two good looking gentlemen and a beautiful lady……