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Thursday, 20 July 2017

Sweet Stories: MR RIGHT - Episode 6 By Evelyn Ivy Ojo

Seven (7) Months later…
It was a Sunday evening and Abike was getting dressed to attend her MD’s 20 years wedding anniversary party. She had made arrangement to go in the company of Tunde. Abike and Tunde were quite an item. They have been attending functions together since they started dating.

She had every reason to love Tunde. He was Godly, hardworking, gentle and he prioritises her among other things. Dating him for the past 6 months has been nothing but heavenly bliss for her. Even her mum, dad and siblings loved him too.
Just last month, she travelled with Tunde to meet his parents. Throughout her stay, Tunde’s mom never allowed Abike to lift a pin in the house. She believed Abike was her visitor and it was her own responsibility to take care of her. Tunde’s parents never failed to let her know they love her so much at the slightest opportunity. She could tell they were also in support of their relationship.
Expecting him to show up in the next ten minutes, she quickly rounds off her makeup.
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Abike was sure having a nice time at the party. Every segment was interesting. It was time for people who knew the couple so well to say one who things about them. The MC called them one after the other and everyone had one beautiful thing or the other to say.
Suddenly, the MC called Tunde’s name. Before then, he had excused himself away from her to use the gents. She got confused immediately as he walked up the podium to pick up the microphone from the MC. Tunde is not her boss’s friend; she was so sure of that. She watched him in utmost amazement.
…“Good evening everyone…I am glad to be here tonight to celebrate this wonderful couple whose love has stood the test of time…before I proceed, I will like to invite a very special lady to the podium. Abike Johnson, please join me up here.” He announced with a mischievous smile.
Abike’s heart sank as she stood up, her legs could barely carry her. She could hear Nifemi and Linda cheering her up. Could this be what she was thinking? “Oh no? It better be “ Abike prayed silently. She managed to get to the platform but could not climb. Her legs had suddenly gone numb; she couldn’t feel them. Still with his mischievous look, he walks up to her, holds her right hand and brings her up the platform.
Then he continued….”I want to thank Mr and Mrs Afolabi for allowing me to do this on their big day. I am really grateful Sir and Ma. Thank you for letting me share in your joy”
Rounds of applause fills the air from the anticipating crowd as Tunde held Abike’s hand looking straight into her eyes.
“Abike Johnson , since I met you, you’ve brought nothing but joy to my life and I want that joy to abide with me forever, yes I want to share my forever with you”… he brought out a white gold ring with diamond stone, down with his right knee bent amidst cheering and clapping from the crowd, he popped the question.
Abike’s heart melted. Like a running tap, tears poured out of Abike’s eyes uncontrollably. She could not believe her eyes. Olamide’s heartbreak flashed through her mind; to think she could eventually find her own man. Her heart so filled with emotions was almost tearing up from within.
“Yes,….yes….yes…” Their audience cheered on with Linda and Nifemi’s voices being the loudest.
Abike smiling from left to right finally answered
“Yes I will marry you my Love”
More cheers from the crowd now louder than before as they hugged each other tightly. He led her off the podium reassuring her of his unending love for her as they waved to the joyous crowd.
TO BE CONTINUED

Written by Ojo Evelyn

Evelyn Ojo is a writer who dwells on love, family issues, societal issues etc. Her stories are fictional.

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Send her an email: ivylove0350@gmail.com

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