Babe !!!, there is more to what lies in a bottle than what is written on its label. We finally met the Abuja guy and I have come to realize that not all Love stories are what it seems🤦♀️.
It was a weekend, when we decided to meet at a particular lounge on Lekki, the lounge had a lot to offer, inclusive of the good food, drinks, music and ambience which was accompanied by the view of the Lagos Lagoon.
I remember Fatima placing an order for a cocktail, although she already told me before we left the house that she wasn’t interested in anything he has to say.
She also told me of her plan to sip some alcohol so she can pay less interest in whatever he has to say😂.
The Confession of Love
So the conversation started with Mr Handsome apologizing again for what happened the other day in Abuja, he pleaded with a sense of remorse stating that there was no way he would have intentionally exposed us to such embarrassment.
He said a lot of words to reinforce his innocence, but the part where the conversation got interesting was when he said, “Fatima, a part of my heart beats for you and I am really interested in starting up something with you”. It was at this point Fatima said “you must be joking, do you take me for a fool ?”.
I also followed up with the question “is that what you have brought us here to say”, or are you trying to make my girlfriend a second wife?
That was when he realized the need to tell us about the woman who introduced herself to us as his wife in Abuja. My dear, this is where the story gets interesting, I need to play a song.
He started by saying “please forgive me, that lady is not my wife and she can never be”, it was at this moment Fatima and I gave him the look of what the hell are you saying?
The Love Shock
He understood the look and quickly replied by saying, “yes I know what I am saying”, she is not my wife, but she only happens to be my Ex, and she has a child for me as a result of my careless sexual intercourse with her.
There was never a time we tied the knot in marriage, nor was there a time when our families agreed to we getting married, she is only a mother to my child, and this is something I still regret to date, but I have come to realize that it is a cross I must carry for the rest of my life, and it hurts so bad that I cannot undo what has been done.
It was at this moment Fatima interrupted by asking him a question saying “why didnt you say this back at the lounge when she professed to be your wife ?”
He then responded by saying “she is a very violent person, and she has the tendency to cause mayhem in the lounge if I had said that, and I never wanted anything of the sort to happen to you ladies, that was the main reason I maintained my calm and acted a fool that day.”
That line was difficult for us to believe, Fatima and myself stared each other in the eye with an obvious curiosity of “could he be telling the truth ?”
The Love Intervention
We were still lost in thought when we heard his phone make the ding dong tone, I noticed he was making a call, but I didn’t pay attention until the call was answered and he placed it on speaker mode.
The next voice I heard was that of a mature woman saying “How are you my Son ?”
It was at that moment Fatima and I paid attention because the following statement was a conversation that concerned us.
He started by saying “good evening Mum, do you remember the Fatima lady I told you about ?” the Woman on the phone replied by saying “Yes I do, what about her?
He proceeded to say “I am with her right now”, The elderly woman replied with excitement saying “wow, she finally agreed to meet you ?”, “Has she forgiven you ?”, “Have you told her that you are not married to that lady, and you can never be married to such a woman?”…..
He replied to her saying “she is right here, and hearing you Mum, but she doesn’t believe I am not married, she thinks I am lying” the elderly woman quickly responded by saying “please give her the phone”.
He gave Fatima the phone and I could hear the elderly woman say “please my daughter, my son is a well-trained young Man who will never treat you in such a manner, he has told me everything that happened at the lounge and I made him understand that you are fully entitled to treat him in any way you decide to, I also made him understand that no woman on earth will face what you faced at the lounge, and choose not to react the way you have done”
She proceeded to say “but I want you to know that my Son is not married to that lady, I am a mother and I will never lie to you. I say this because I also have a daughter who is yet to get married and I will never pray that anyone deceives her.”
She further said, “I am also not asking that you marry my Son, but I am only saying that he has told me a lot of good things about you, and I am confirming to you that he is a single Man with a good heart”. Please forgive him and take a decision that will make you happy as regards whatever he is asking of you, God bless you my daughter may you find favour everywhere you go in Life.
The Appreciation
Fatima responded by saying “Thank you very much Ma, I feel so honoured that you have taken time out of your precious time to talk to me and explain this much, you are indeed a great and loving mother. The elderly woman replied by saying “thank you my daughter, you are a good girl too, and I love that picture you sent to my Son, the one you snapped wearing that native iro and Buba”, please give the phone back to My Son.
He collected the phone and told his Mum that he will call her back later, because he needed to give attention to his future wife, she replied him saying “I wish you good luck, but I like that lady already”
He ended the call and said “Fatima, I am a finders keeper and I am not ready to allow you slip off my hands”
It was at this moment Chike Finders Keeper started playing in my head, hold on while I play the song because a whole lot of things happened that day at the lounge and also on our way home.
I will be back shortly, I need to check what I kept in the trunk of my car, you can drop your messages here in my telegram group.
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