My dad was always updating me about his wooing and he narrated it with so much youthfulness that always made me laugh. He was complaining that Deborah was reluctant and truly I didn’t want to meddle in their affairs, no matter what he is still my dad and influencing Deborah who has done so much for me to make a decision detriment to her plans is a big no no for me, my dad has two kids already and a son. It is very difficult to see any woman who will truly be committed to such man, she will feel that her position is under threat.
After the Christmas school resumed and I re-united with my friend Deb, come see the way my dad was blazing my lodge, is funny. Deborah was even reluctant to openly show her affection, I don’t really know her reason till one day we returned from lecture and she was buried in her thoughts.
Me: babe, wetin happen?
Deborah: forget, nothing.
Me: nothing ke, tell me joor.
Deborah: okay, I go tell you. Your father want make I marry am, is it okay with you?
Me: haa! no be me dey marry am na, sooner or later I go pack go my husband house.
We both laughed over it, Deborah accepted and my dad fixed date for traditional rites sharp sharp, Deborah was watching like movie the speed my dad was going sha…. The man don get where him go throw money, He has been over saving it. Even though he is rich my dad just lived a moderate lifestyle, you no go even notice that he has so much investments, always on the road. He barely have time to even talk about his investments or even brag, always thinking of business more business, too many business.
Deborah was uncertain about my brother stand concerning the marriage, my brother wey talk say em no wan near Naija at all. My aunt husband loved that kid like mad, and he is doing well over there, coming home must be when I am going to marry, if he like make him hate Naija. He must touch down or I go just break him neck.
After we saw our results of previous semester, I was all smiles. Mehnn.. I felt like I was walking in cloud ten, d–n.. Deborah always took away my glory in having the best results, that babe is brain.
There is one fine bobo that was asking me out, mehnn.. the dude is handsome and his name is Benneth. Final year student and I am in 300l, I told Deborah about him and she was like.
Deborah: babe, so after the girlfriend and boyfriend what next?
Me: love na..
Deborah: which kind yeye love? is all se-x and se-x. Nothing good will come out of it, if you like dey there make them dey use you shine.
Me: I no understand, so how I want take marry if I no date?
Deborah: person wey wan marry you no go even dey reason bf and gf stuff, him godey talk of marriage and how to see your parents.
Me: na nice guy tho.
Deborah: date am na, after him don chop come tell me say na nice guy. The same guy godey plan to scatter your marriage after you don marry, wise up.
Me: so, how person wan hold soul and body together.
Deborah: na you go even tire to hold that body and soul together, go ask the guy say make him come see your father, hear wetin him come talk pobsonline stories.
I told Benneth the possibility of seeing my father, he was blabbing that it is too early that he loved me and want me to be his girlfriend. With Deborah by my side Benneth and his likes were red-carded,
After our first semester exam. we all headed to Deborah village to perform the marriage rites, I was looking queen. The rites was done and the white wedding was fixed after second semester examination, you could see from afar the love the two have for each other. Deborah didn’t even showcase her step-mother role at all, she still behaved and acted like my best friend. My fear earlier was like she will go overboard but she didn’t, and I was happy my dad made the right choice.
But the way those adults are sneaking around it won’t take years before someone will register nine Months sha…the next semester we had issue with one of Accounting strong course because the lecturer has left for sabbatical leave, no lecturer was able to fit in so they just have to recall another retired lecturer who was very strict and radical. The old professor nodey like yeye, they tear us assignments like we are the one that caused him to come back.
Students started complaining of the kind of logic and mathematics the man is lecturing us, no be small whala. Thank God I was ready for it, he gave test that made everyone sweat for thirty minutes and the scripts came out with 0s and 1s flying around. I didn’t see my own neither did Deborah saw her own, the next class we had him. He came with our scripts and praised the both of us, d–n..
To have the right materials in education is just cool, our classmates were Gift teach me na, abeg teach me na. even Eva and Naomi started forming familiarity, I gave the middle finger straight. It will end in carryovers sha..