THE WEDDING (Episode 7)

You mean he said all that? Bisola asked with keen interest as her friend narrated her ordeal.

Yes, but I also gave him a piece of my mind before I left, Nike continued; why would he be comparing himself with Henry, where was he when Henry would always be there for me and give me his shoulder to cry on? I don’t care what he thinks.
Nikky are you listening to yourself at all, are you telling me that you are ready to let go of your relationship because of one igbo boy that has nothing but his shoulder to offer you when you are heartbroken. My sister think well o, good men like Kunle are hard to come by these days. Don’t use reggae to spoil your blues.
So what are you insinuating ?
That you apologise to Kunle of course
For what? He should be the one apologizing to me for walking me out of his house like a whore.
That’s the problem Nike, you are too proud, if am not mistaken you said you called him arrogant, so what do you think the outcome of all these will be; you have swallow yours, he’s a man and it will be hard for him to admit to his mistakes.
I don’t think I can apologize to him.
Okay, just sit down there and do nothing; this happened on Saturday and today is Wednesday he has not called yet, don’t just come crying  to me when he says he is no more interested.
It won’t get to that; I will wait, if he does not call me by tomorrow then I will call him.
Delay is dangerous. “see my fellow woman they carry man play when i still they search”
Nike wanted to get married badly but it was nothing compared to how much her friend Bisola wanted a husband she was very desperate. At thirty-five Bisola was ready to do almost anything to get man, she would attend any single summit that came up, two of her younger sisters were married with kids the youngest of them had just completed her youth service and the thought of her getting married before her made her more desperate, in her words “I don’t mind borrowing him money to pay my bride price”
That evening when Nike got home she met her sister having diner and joined her.
What’s with the long face? kemi asked
I had a fight with Kunle; she did not want to go into details of what happened.
I see, that means you guys are making progress; whatever it is don’t let it get to you and remember to work with your head and not your heart.
That is the problem with you kemi, Nike snapped you are too unemotional for my liking; is this all you have to say?

What else do you want me to say?
Don’t say anything, just excuse me she said shoving kemi out of the way and headed to her room.
“Nikky and her dramas” Kemi muttered.

What is wrong with everybody Nike asked throwing her phone to the bed kemi is very unconcerned; Henry is not answering my calls. What am I supposed to do now?
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What have i done? Kunle asked for the hundredth time after he walked Nike out of his house, he could not believe he lost his temper again, he thought he had it under control. She would never forgive me he thought to himself; how could I have spoken to her like that. Oh no; I can’t even call her I know she would not listen to me, am so confused right now I don’t know what to do.
When he told his friend Smith all that happened, his response was “From what you said, I think she is use to you already; she will call.”  Smith was a chronic womanizer and he knew almost all the trick in the book when it came to women so when he told Kunle not to bother calling that Nike would call he believed him; but as days went by he was tempted to call and when Nike did not call him back by Wednesday he called her on Thursday morning.

Nike had just gotten to the office when his call came, I guess our hearts are working together she thought to herself; when Henry did not answer her call the previous night she made up her mind to call Kunle before the end of the next day.

Before the conversation ended the both of them were laughing on the phone
“I have missed you terribly” Nike confessed
Same here he replied.
The contest is still on, it is your turn to cook this weekend.
Challenge accepted
That’s my girl, see you then.
“That’s my girl” Nike liked it, we are making progress she muttered.
That weekend Nike went to the market and bought the things she needed and other things she noticed was missing the day she was there;  when she got back she hurried into the kitchen and started preparing the meal and when she was done cooking she served the meal, after preparing the meal she lost appetite so she sat with him while he ate, the best part for Nike was when Kunle requested for more and still finished everything.
 After cleaning up she joined him in the sitting-room where he was on the couch.
Thank you so much darling;
“darling” Kunle had become extra nice and more romantic since their makeup and Nike was enjoying every bit of it
I must confess you are a great cook.