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Paula smiled at the stupidity of her Aunt and
moved to the other part of the parlour. She just
wanted to escape before the fair, overripe, rich guy
made another advance towards her. If he did any
foolish thing again, she would spill her thoughts –
which was terrible. She was glad Biyi was coming.
Her Sunday would have been a hell.
‘ Paula’, her sister said, making her turn hurriedly.’
Bro. Biyi is outside’.
‘Oh.’ She said and a big smile laced her face.
Her valentine would make sense. Biyi was full of
surprises.
The chance had come to escape the pompous fool,
and her never-contented Aunt.
‘Paula, will you now leave him here’
‘Aunty, please don’t let me-‘ she said, hissed and
stormed out, banging the door behind her. Her
long dark hair flowed behind her, as she ran down
the stairs. Her body heaved with happiness.
‘ Biyi.Biyi.’
‘Hmm’, Biyi said. He rested against his black
Toyota Camry.
‘Whoa…’ She shouted as she got to the last step.
Not minding the drainage in front of her, she
jumped on him.
‘You look so happy to see me’, Biyi said.
‘Yes o. Aunty Kenny wants me to start a
relationship with Daddy’s friend’s son. They were
like, “you are growing old” that I’m a flower.
What’s their concern?’
‘Good’, Biyi said, sounding depressed.
‘Good?’
‘I wasn’t talking- See-‘ Biyi said and stood
straight. He held her cheeks.
She looked up at him. He was taller than she was.
His trimmed beard made her heart lurch for more
of him.
‘I think we’ve got to break up’.
Everything went silent. Paula stared at him, and
widened her eyes. Her hearing and other senses
focused on Biyi.
‘What? Why? What did I do wrong?’
‘It’s not you. It’s not you. It’s just that’. He hissed,
released her face, and turned. ‘I just can’t stand
you being my girlfriend anymore’.
Her eyes felt as though sands were in them.
Her heartbeat suddenly began to increase tempo.
And her body became hotter than before.
‘What did I do?’ She asked, tears flowing down her
face. She moved toward him, held his cloth and
her breath.
‘It’s not what you’ve done…’ He said, turning,’ It is
what you’ve not done. I don’t want you to be my
girlfriend anymore’.
He went down on his knee. Her mouth remained
opened. Her face was transfixed, not on his face,
not on his kneeling position. Rather, her eyes were
fixed on his hand. It contained a case and in it was
a proposal ring.
‘Will you break up with me as a girlfriend and be
my wife?’
The jewel on the ring shone. And she nodded. She
nodded again. And she nodded severally.
‘Yes…Yes…You idiot…Yes…’
Tears flowed down her face as she went to hug
him. She got the best Valentine gift ever.
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