Previously…Femi.“Wow. It’s the fact that I follow all these people for me.” She said.I looked at her and then back at the road. “Really?” I said.“Yeah I’m a fan. Now I’m just realizing that my boyfriend is friend with them. I especially love Ika.” Ama said.“Oh wow maybe we can go to Canad and see them. They are really good friends. Ika used to troll me for my hideous ways though.” I said. Ika was such a blunt person and even if she liked you she would never condone bad behaviour and would tell it to your face when acting distastefully.“As she should. I know she would. I wouldn’t expect anything less from her going by her days on big brother.” Ama said. She was so excited.“I’ll see if we can go there soon. We have nothing doing here anyways. Have you been out of the country before?” I asked.“What do you think? Of course I haven’t. Who has that money?” She said. I chuckled. “Well you do now. You have the money. My money is your money baby.”“Okay o. Thank you babe. So we will s
Femi.We got to the house quite late because of the traffic we faced before getting home.“I’m so tired and hungry.” Ama said.I followed behind her into the room. “You should have told me so we could get some food on the way home. Let me order on Glovo then.” I said.“Alright. Sorry for not saying it earlier I was pre occupied with the gist you were giving me. Premium gist.” She chuckled and I smiled.“Okay let me order some Chinese. You like that right?” I asked. I still didn’t know everything she liked.“Yup. Love that as long as it tastes nice babe.” She said as she took off her clothes. Before I could order and turn around, she was already in the shower.I ordered a three course meal because she had not eaten anything tangible throughout the day apart from the one she ate at her brother’s flat which wasn’t much to write home about.My phone rang while I had undressed and waited for the order. It was Pastor Iren. I had to make sure I didn’t imply that Ama was in my house. As much
Previously...Femi."Well, at the police station, Pastey called me in the middle of my rage after I had talked to Ife and said he just had a feeling that she should call me. I felt that. So he made me calms down and I went in to talk to Chike. He called me now to see if I had any difficulty or if anything happened. Plus he asked me if he could call my name while announcing the auditorium in church." I said."Okay. I take it you said Yes?" Ama asked."Yup, I did. I want to use that to clean up my image a little bit. Mainly because of you. I don't like how they are dragging you online." I said. My image needed to be cleaned up so that Ama could feel comfortable."Okay. Thank you though" She said.Then the door bell rang."That's the food" I said and stood up.———-Ama.It was a joy that Pastor Iren had called Femi. He was proving to be a really loving person. And the fact that he took time out of his busy schedule to call and check on us was something really worthy of emulation. He was
Previously…Ama.“So um,” I said while we ate. “We need to talk about today. We can’t gloss over it like it doesn’t exist.”“Yeah I know we need to. I wanted us to relax first,” Femi said.“Okay we’ll we are relaxed now so we can start.” I said. I wanted us to talk about this and get it out of the way. I was not the passive aggressive type.———-Femi.Ama really wanted to talk about the issue right now and I was really hungry but I wanted to get it out of the way. I didn’t want it to linger so I obliged. I kept eating the food though.“So yeah, I completely understand the reason why you got the plea deal now. I’ve had some time to think about it and I get it really.” I said. I did not want to tell her that I had spoken to Pastor Iren already about it. I knew talking to people about matters like this was not the right approach but I was so confused in this instance so I had to. Talking has helped me see that I had been overreacting for no apparent reason and I was remorseful for that.
Previously…Ama."Yeah sure I'll just let them know. Any thing you want." I said. Our issues were very petty and that was the annoying part.We had a fairly good night and I loved it. We finished eating, watched a movie and slept off with no weight on our chests.————Ama.It was finally the day that I would meet Femi’s parents finally. I felt chills going around my body. It was as though the weather was ice cold but it actually was not. It was my shivering in nervousness that made it seem that way.Femi was dressing up as I finished putting makeup on my face. I went for a light look because I didn’t want to look to flashy but also I wanted to look elegant and classy at the same time. I put on some lipgloss that I got with Femi’s debit card. It was the Fenty gloss bomb that I got from the Fenty partners in Nigeria. Essenza. He saw me looking in the store and told me to get whatever I want. I got some makeup and a perfume. Very good flowery scent. I was already wearing a silk Versace
Previously…Ama.“That man is very rich o. I have friends who have friends. He runs businesses that give him money but, he doesn’t bring it out in the open because of the way people have stereotyped pastors, believing them to be people that should only do church work. I’m made to understand that even in the Bible, Paul collaborated in business with a tent maker even while he was preaching the gospel. But anyways, the most popular business he owns a part of is gird store. The one that sells merch that everyone wears and he wears it too. How do you think he even has all the merch even before they are released. He owns a part of it. Some businesses he runs, he puts other faces behind them and just runs it from behind the scenes. So yes the man is really humble I can assure you.” Femi added.“I wonder where you get stories about this man sha.” I asked him. He knew much more than me who had been following hims for a long time.“Well, I talked to Banky. He told me a few things. Akah too kno
Previously..."Well we got scars now. I'm still figuring out how to live with them. Hiding them is one thing I cannot ever do though." He said.I subconsciously found myself touching my own scars."Yeah, me too. I've decided not to hide them anymore. They are a symbol of strength and the shit that I had to overcome." I said, tears filling my vision.I saw Femi looking at me with admiration in his eyes. He smiled when he caught my eye. "That's good. You guys sha have to get going so that mummy will not call you Femi. If she does, you sef you know what will happen.""Yeah I know and I don't have strength for her scolding so let's go baby." Femi said."Alright its good to see you Kola." I said and Femi and I headed out ready to see his parents.———Femi.We got to my parents' door and I sighed. Ama was still nervous. I could feel it. I understood her. Even though there was nothing to be nervous about, I still understood her. Nollywood and romance movies didn't make this any easier.I squ
Previously...Femi."His name is Pastor Emmanuel Iren dad. He's the lead Pastor of Celebration Church International. That's where we worship." I said."Worship? You go to church now?" My mum exclaimed."Yes I do. It's a crazy story actually." I said."Did she bring you to the church?" My father asked."No she didn't. I didn't even realise it was her church at first dad." I said "God lead me there and since I listened to what he told me I've actually known peace. When I told Ama the story that was when she told me that this was the church she attends." I told them. I had a feeling that I knew where this was going and I wanted to stop it but I was ready to stand my ground and push back on whatever it was they were trying to drive at."I think you should wed in the family church, like you almost did the last time." My dad said.I didn't understand him. He was being very cold today and I didn't understand the reason why."Dad, with all do respect, this is our wedding. I just told you that