As a young
girl, Obiageli wasn’t afforded the frivolities of what one could call ‘true
love’, whatever she had with Azuka Godson had been premature and inherently ill
fated. When they met for the first time at the Gilgamesh college library, she
had believed it was love at first sight and Azuka presented her with everything
she thought she wanted; or maybe just the fact he that too was Nigerian sealed
the deal for her. Despite the tell tale signs that he was an aloof spirit with
no sense of commitment, Obiageli had held on to the relationship and hoped for
the best. She had found out she was pregnant with Zona on one of the many
nights Azuka went out and returned inebriated, not knowing whether she should
feel happy or sad as regarding the child growing inside her. She had seen -
accepted the relationship for what it was very late unfortunately, and she was
sure it was only a matter of time till Azuka walked out on them. When he
finally decided to get help and try sobriety for the sake of the child on the
way, Obiageli couldn’t quite shake the feeling of ‘when will the other shoe
drop’, she prayed for the best for the sake of her child and nursed her
animosity in silence.
The reverend
winced as he got back up with a smug grin of a school boy who had just received
an extra piece cake for besting the entire class in arithmetic. “Of course I
will marry you, this is where I am at my happiest, why would I give it up?” she
said trying hard not to sound like an 18 year old, she threw herself into the
reverend’s arm and embraced him tightly; he looked down at her and kissed her
lavender shampooed hair. It smelled wonderful to his senses; he imagined it was
what the rest of their lives together would smell like.
They had
forgotten the cheering audience at the door, Zona, who was nothing but
genuinely happy for her mother dearest; she deserved it all. Life for her will
definitely begin at 41, with Albert.
“Am not
letting you walk down the aisle with just lip gloss if that is what you are
getting at, it is after all your special day and you should be able to feel
special” Zona continued, prepared for the impending battle of words her mom was
ready to unleash; not that she would win anyway. She had set out to give
Obiageli a full face makeover and that is what she hoped to achieve. For a
teenager that worked after school hours in a hardware store Zona knew quite
a considerable amount when it came to makeup and fashion, well thanks to Ashley who was only too willing to lend Zona her extensive makeup collection. “Am not exactly a
spring chicken, am 41” Obiageli retorted. “I think this whole fan fare would
have been nice maybe 10 years ago, I just want to make it to my wedding on time
and marry the love of my life today Zona” she continued with a hint of
resignation;, if she knows her daughter but at all, she should know it was a
lost battle and should just surrender her face to the self declared stylist.
From
the day Obiageli accepted Albert’s ring, Zona had thrown herself into planning
her mom’s wedding together with her ‘bff’ Ashley. In barely two weeks, they had
been able to put the whole thing together. Obiageli had been specific about the
things she wanted and the way she wanted them; she was able to get away with
few, with the others, Zona wouldn’t budge. Those included the entire outlook
from hair to nail polish and everything in between. At the end, Obiageli only
had her way with the menu of the dishes to be served to the few guest
they had invited which consisted mostly of her relatives and that of Albert’s.
And of course most importantly her choice of groom, There was absolutely no debating that
part.
...see you Monday...
...see you Monday...
Foot note: Happy weekend to you my darling idoodlers, hope you had a fabulous week. Thanks again for taking a chance on ijustdoodle. I dont think I will ever get tired of expressing my gratitude to you all for viewing, sharing and commenting.
I may have been able to work out a post schedule, I decided Mondays and Saturdays will work best but anyone who feels otherwise is free to say so via mail so that we can jointedly work out what works best.
Have a fabulous weekend loves.
No comments:
Post a Comment