My phone was ringing. I checked for the identity of the caller. It was him! In the space of 3 seconds that it took to pick up the call, I felt butterflies in my belly, warm fuzzy indescribables in my heart and the biggest hidden smile was on my face. Bobo was calling me.
“Hey sugar.” His sweet voice said. “Hi boo.” I replied. “Just called to check up on you. Did you get my wake-up text?” I remembered the wake-up text. Wonderfully worded to make me smile. I did smile. “Yes, I did.” I answered. “Thank you so much dear. It was really sweet of you”. Some seconds later, the call ended. The feelings evoked didn’t.
Whoever says there are no good guys in Nigeria must be… Well, living under a very gigantic rock. Bobo is the sweetest, most thoughtful and most caring guy I have ever met. Considering the tribal differences, I have to say we are off to a good start. He’s never missed my birthday, always calls me at least 3 times a day and absolutely worships the ground I walk on.
An early evening date has been fixed. Did I forget to mention that he loves to surprise me? When I learnt of the venue, I could not be more touched. It was the cozy restaurant where we had our first kiss. Romantic guy, right?
I got there first and had to wait. Engrossed in my phone, I didn’t see him come in until he gave me a peck on my cheek. I closed my eyes took in his smell that has never failed to turn my senses. My right hand went up to cup his left cheek. “Hi….” “Hi…. You look amazing.” I smiled at the compliment. “Thanks, love.” Straightening, he walked to the other side of the table and took his seat. I looked around momentarily and behold! It was the same table we had our first… okay maybe not the exact same table ‘cause tables might have been changed but it was the exact same spot. “Why are you smiling? You remember, don’t you?” “Of course I do. You really are a sweet guy. You know that, right?” He shrugged and smiled. “What can I say? You’ve rubbed off on me.”
Halfway through dinner, Bobo holds my hands and looks into my eyes. Bells are ringing in my head. A thousand thoughts are flying through my mind. I smile back although not sure of what is about to happen. He leans across the table and gives me a lingering peck on my right cheek. Okay…. I think to myself. What is going on? Bobo stands up, comes over to my side and goes down on one knee. My hands fly to my mouth. Oh my God! “It’s happening!” My heart is doing flip flops, somersaults and strange movements.
Like I said, he kneels and reties his shoes laces. After what seems like an eternity, he looks up, takes my hands in his, smiles his 1,000 watt smile and asks me to marry him.
My mind freezes. “Do I want to marry him?” Maybe I am having a panic attack. Immediately, scenes and pictures, seven years worth, of laughter, love, good and bad times with Bobo flash through my eyes. Then, I know.
He is still waiting for my answer. Oops! I had almost forgotten he was there. With an excitement I can barely contain, I say, Yes!
A girl can dream. Can’t she? Mine will come true. Soon, I hope. Xoxoxo.
By Oluchi Umealu
She first published this on Y! Naija but has since been modified.
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