UNTITLED
ROMANCE
CHAPTER 14
BY; CHINAZA GODWIN
NOT EDITED
❌DO NOT COPY OR REPOST❌
MEETING AT THE RESTAURANT
Amber was in her staring at an empty space, she wished to turn back the hand of time.
“I will be getting married next week, Oh God is this what it really means to be married.” She mumbled, staring at the ring.
“Mine seems worst, no one knows that am getting married, it’s just both families.” She wiped off the tears that thr_@tened to fall.
“I don’t wanna cry because of this $h|t, but i can’t. Leaving my mom and brother, it hurts.”
Her phone rang, snapping her out of her thoughts.
“Hello Kelly.” She mumbled. “Alright, I will be right there.” She said and get up, she went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, she grabbed a gown that stopped on her knee, she kept it on the bed.
She applied the body lotion and then put on her dress, she applied the perfume, she picked up her bag and phone before leaving. She met her mom on her way.
“Something came up, I need to attend to it and before I forget, I got that contract. I forgot to tell you about it, a lot has been on my head.”
“Alright, Thank God, take care of yourself and please avoid stress.” Helen said. She hugged her and left.
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Simi made an apology face, Kunle gave her a deadly stare. She quickly looked away. “Who almost hit you?”
“What are you talking about Simi?” Mom asked, staring them. “It’s nothing.” She mumbled.
“What do you mean by that? You just said that Kunle was almost hit by car.” Mom replied.
“Mom, I’m fine. She’s talking about someone else, not me.” Kunle tried to convince her.
“I don’t agree with you. She said you and you’re talking about someone else, were you hurt?”
“Mom, I’m okay. Nothing happened to me and besides I wasn’t the one who was hit or was almost hit by the car. I was at home throughout that day.” He lied, Simi sighed softly and thank God, after everything his mom didn’t come up with any question.
“So Simi, how did you see her? Do you like her?” Kunle asked, staring at her. “Yeah, she’s beautiful and i think both of you will be getting along. I wish you good luck.” Simi said.
“Thanks.” He replied, smiling. “Do you have her number? So that you can call her up and you know talk to her, ask how her day went and all that.” Simi muttered.
“Uhm..I forget.” He grin and glance at his mom. “Don’t worry I got you covered.” She replied and winked at him.
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“How could you say it out?” Kunle grin and rolled his eyes as they walked towards his room.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I’m sorry, please.” She pleaded, with a little frown on her face.
“Even after giving you a tip, to shut you up.” Kunle muttered and sighed softly. “I’m sorry.. I didn’t know when I say it out. I promise I won’t make sure mistake again, trust me on this one.” She mumbled, waiting for his response.
“Okay. Where’s the number? I want to call her.” He said, staring at her. She smiled and went the closet, she searched for card that was given to her and luckily she found it.
“Here’s it, bro. Call her and talk to her sweetly. And I wish you good luck.” Simi muttered and left.
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Femi returned from work and saw his lovely wife in the kitchen, cooking. “Wow, I love what am seeing.” He mumbled and lick his lips.
“Uhm, honey, you’re back already.” Kim muttered and hugged him. “Yeah, am back. I can’t wait to have a taste of your meal.”
“Trust me, you gonna like it.” She replied. “So what are you cooking?” He asked.
“It’s vegetable soup.” She responded. “Wow, can I have a taste?” He asked, smiling.
“Hmm..yeah, but you’ve to go upstairs and freshen up. After that you can have a taste of the soup.”
“Can I have a taste of you? After eating.” He asked. “Femi, com’on let’s talk about that later.” She replied.
“Alright, I’ll be right back.” He replied and left.
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Kunle called Amber, but she didn’t picked up. He began talking to himself, “What’s wrong with her? Why’s she not picking my calls?”
“I will try calling her again.” He said to himself and called her again, she picked up and apologize.
“Who are you? How can I help you?” She asked. “It’s Kunle..” He muttered. “Kunle! What do you want?”
“Nothing, I just wanted to know how you’re doing and to know if you have eaten.”
“Thanks, but no thanks.” She mumbled, Kunle knew that ahe was about to hang up, he stopped her from doing it.
“Let’s hang out tomorrow, I will like to come to your office, I hope you wouldn’t mind..I mean no harm, let’s get to know each other better.”
“Don’t come to my office, I will meet you at the restaurant tomorrow that was the agreement.”
“I was only trying to be…romantic, right? I don’t need it, you want me to fall for your stupid love. That’s your plan and guess what, it will never work.” She replied and hang up, but Kunle didn’t know,he was repeating the hello until he noticed that she has hang up already.
“This is serious. You will definitely fall for it, it’s a promise. Maybe then I will act like you, you know payback time.”
“But I’m not like that.” He mumbled and sighed softly, he laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
“Oh God, I pray that everything goes well tomorrow. She needs to be fixed and I know that I can do that.” He said to himself.
NEXT DAY
1PM
Kunle quickly finish up his work and headed to the restaurant, he arrived at the restaurant thinking that she is already there. It turned out to be a No!
He took a seat and waited for her, he tried calling her but it’s not going through.
“Good afternoon sir, What would like to have?” The waiter asked, politely. “Hm, nothing. I’m waiting for someone.” He replied.
“Alright sir.” He replied. “When she comes we will make an order.” Kunle said, smiling. “Alright, sir.” He replied and left.
Thirty minutes later, she came rushing into the restaurant, Kunle saw her and stood up, he gave her a signal. She nodded and walked towards his direction.
“Good afternoon.” He greeted, with a smile. “Good afternoon..” She replied and sat down.
“No apology?” He questioned. “Better late than never..” She replied, he sighed softly.
“So what would you like to have? The waiter was here and I told him that I was waiting for you, that when you come we will make an order for anything we want.”
“I don’t need anything and besides we’re here to talk about ourselves, what we like and dislikes” She muttered.
“Yeah, that’s true but insist that you eat something.” He said, staring at her. “Waiter!” She called.
The young man came and she ordered for a champagne. “Alright, ma’am. Any other thing?” The waiter asked.
“No, am good with that.” She replied. He nods in response, “What about you, sir?” He asked Kunle.
“Uhm, get me fried rice and chicken. And a glass of juice.” He replied, “Alright, sir.” He replied and left.
“Is that all you want? Won’t you eat something?” He asked. “Yeah, I’m okay with it.” She replied.
Some minutes later, the food and drinks they ordered was kept on the table and Amber pop the champagne, Kunle concentrate on his meal, since she said that she’s okay with champagne.
Minutes passed and left the restaurant, walking around the surroundings. Kunle stopped, so she did.
“Why did you stop?” She asked, staring at him. “Nothing, tell me what you like and dislike.” He muttered.
She smiled, “I like to have my own privacy. I like being me.”
I h@ťě men, like you. I h@ťě when people come to my room uninvited. I h@ťě when people touch my personal things.” She said.
“Okay.” He mumbled and sighed softly. He rubbed his forehead, softly and didn’t stop staring at her.
“Okay, okay. I know you don’t wanna ask, about what I like. But I will tell you.” He replied and cleared his throat.
“I love a hardworking woman. Smart and gentle. In all I love you and you’re the woman that am talking about. You captured my heart.” He replied, smiling.
“I see, well I have an important business to attend to.” She muttered. “Oh, seems like your work comes first. And congratulations on your newly contract, don’t be surprised. It’s everywhere on social media.” He said, smiling.
“Can you stop smiling for a while?” She asked, not feeling comfortable. “I can’t, it’s has always been me. Try smiling even your worst state.” He said.
“Wh@ťěver, I have to go.” She said and he walked her to the car. “Miss independent.” He mumbled, she glanced at him and smiled.
“You just said, that you love your hard working.” She replied. “Yeah, not a workaholic.” He responded
“Did mom tell him about my work? He better don’t think of stopping me from going to work.” She thought and got into her car.
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TBC