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My Scrumptious Valentine Kiss

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Saturday 30 June 2018

Layered Goodness


   As in,  ...

Swirling around an abundantly lit red erosion way, I know I am meant to swim out of this murky clay river forced down what used to a road.
  So float and rise above all troubled waters and breakthrough beautiful you, fight through like the resilient warrior you are. Lift your arm up at an impeccable angle as you aim your thoughts towards all your precious goals. For as the world tosses obstacles your way, knowingly and unknowingly.l, Protect your integrity and values, because you will be tested day in day out by people around you.
  The evening air was still and as usual, I was irritated by her words, by her presence and by me letting her in. She looks tired from interfering in everyone's life and as I sit back down and watch people tolerate her. I can't help but ask why I never do, after all, she is auntie meddler forever in your business. She told my mum she heard I was dating again and I knew there was more. Her prophet said that his spirit fought my late husband's and they were led to introduce me to a neutral spirit. A man who also lives in America and wants a wife and a good cook. I almost choked from laughing, do I look like someone who will be the typical wife? My aunt said I should stop all that rubbish and meet the man who came to his home country to buy six houses. I didn't argue with her, i leave my mum and aunt in the kitchen and I just March up to him in the living room and introduce myself.
'Please forgive me', he starts to say and I stop him with my hand raised high.
'No need, what do you do?'
'I am a corporate lawyer and...'
'Do you believe a wife is entitled to half?'
'It you will just divorce her just before a decade?'
'She was unfaithful...'
'And you were not?'
  He hesitates.
'You had proof and she didn't...'
'Do you know Lola?'
'No, just that I am not interested in traditional men...'
'Only Daniel Ojora'
'So you don't like him'
'You will have to cut off from him'
'YOU don't know my favorite drink or food, if I like you or not. Yet you will get rid of my childhood friend because you can't handle competition'
'I like you and if you say yes to my marriage proposal, I will get you to America faster than...'
 I raise my hand and frown, he better not say Henrik's name.
   His words stung my raging heart, how easy it is to talk about people you don't know. How convenient it is to do the deed and then just ask for forgiveness, but this man is not repentant.
 I hissed, loud and long and fold my hands in front of my raging heart. Have we not played this game already? I exhaled long and deep and pressed my fingers on my shut eye lids. Okay, I need to calm down or leave this fool.
'And that's how to propose in your village?'
 'I thought they said you were modern'
'I am a human being with rights and feelings, even a robot has codes, formulas and manner of approach. Your excuse is inexcusable'
'Can we start all over again?'
 My aunt joined us smiling.
'I see you two are passionate..'
 I laughed.
'we have nothing in common'
  It broke her heart and made me smile a little and he nudged me out of gloating.
I cut my eyes childishly at him and he laughs.
'I really am going to do everything possible to become your friend.
'ma daa loun, o man she bi emere'
 Now he was chuckling so hard and I was frowning.
I dislike how my aunt equates having a mind of your own to possessing some kind of spirit. And in the white garment church world she is coming from, it could be a good or bad spirit. Shaaa, let me just let this go.
'Ade calm down'
'Its fine, my favorite aunt in the world knows herself'
 My aunt shrieked and lifts me high up and I laugh and I am shocked by her strength. I shouldn't be, after all she pounds yam better than anyone from my mum's natural food loving people of Ondo state.
She was the icebreaker we both needed to relax and yes he was arrogant, but well informed. My former type, with his ribbed stomach and muscular arms. Nothing will make me date that type again and the good thing with men like him with deadlines, they always meet it.

  So if not me as his bride then someone else...

Today is another day with old friends trying to catch up and new ones trying to meet up. Only one wins always, my old friends and our weekend long groove has started with me baking and my custom made dress ready to be paired with red boots, eager to be worn.
  Can't wait to give you all the hot juicy feedback...


**"ADE'S JOURNAL", Season 3, Episode 39**
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Adebusola Ukayat Elegbede is a Playwright and Content creator with a passion for real life challenges. Born in Kaduna state and lives in Lagos Nigeria, she has a passion for story telling from the perspectives of characters in conflicting situations. I started out on the New Writing Project in Nigeria with the British Council Lagos Nigeria and The Royal Court Theatre, Sloane Square U.K. My passion for creating stories led to comic books, television drama's and an online journal on my website (busolaelegbede.com). As part of the WPIC in Stockholm Sweden 2012, the experience has forged life long friends and ignited my passion as a volunteer and advocate for human rights and the United Nations 17 Sustainable Development Goals.

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