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Big Bold And Beautiful – Season 1 [Episode 1 – 12]

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My life went pretty normal from then, I prepared
for exams, Serena and I went reading together
severally, I also went with Martins who was in
400level Engineering, he was a huge support, I
hadn’t told him yes but we spent most of the
time together. He was in my room now cooking
lunch while I read, Rebecca had gone out to
read. The room was littered with books and
anyone coming in would know we were preparing
for exams. It was the first professional medical
exam to take us to 400 level and I didn’t want to
disappoint my parents even though I was hoping
for a distinction in one of the courses..
“Can I put more pepper, don’t know if you like
pepper” he asked
“Uh..yeah..just a little thanks” he added more
and turned the jollof rice he was cooking..
Rebecca opened the door and came in, she
didn’t look surprised to see him
“Hey Becks..how was class?”
“Helo Martins, twas becoming crowded so I left”
she said, she hadn’t said if she was ok with us, I
hadn’t asked her but she hadn’t said anything
either
“Wow presido that smells great, didn’t know you
could cook, why with all those sisters at your
beck and call”
“Lol that’s funny” he said, he stood up”Its done..I
have to go meet up with someone..would call
you” he pecked me and went out the door. There
was silence.
“You done with lower limb yet?” She asked as
she took off her jacket
“Uh not really, still reading Embryology”
“Ok..” She went to the pot and opened it”are you
guys dating now?”
“Is that bad?”
“Not really..I mean everyone has been seeing you
both ogling each other at fellowship, its been
pretty obvious”
My cheeks heated”and you approve?”
“Have you prayed about it?”
“Hmhm”
She stared at me”well this is your decision, just
make sure your sure, hes a good catch if I may
say..he can cook too wow?”she began to eat the
food she dished out, I tapped on my note in
thought, yes I had prayed about it, I just haven’t
gotten a positive reply.
“Dad …can I ask you something?”
He turned his bible, we were in his study, I’d
gone home on Sunday and we just finished
having lunch, I liked to spend time with my father
discussing scriptures and other things, today I
decided to bring it up”uhuh” he replied trying to
read a verse, he was preparing a sermon
“Is it ok if I date?”
My father looked up from his bible, then removed
his glasses, I wondered if he would shout on me
but he just stared into me then..
“Date?..why would you want to rush into
something like that?”
Great my father still saw me as his little girl..I
was 21
“Well I ..”
“Boys are disturbing you” my cheeks heated, I
didn’t know if I should be having this
conversation with my father but I was really
confused
“That’s expected..just wana know who the young
man is?”
“Hes the president of my fellowship?”
“What..what time does he now have chasing
women?”
I rolled my eyes”well Dad..I like him and he loves
God and..”
“Does he really..I don’t buy the idea” he put on
his glasses and continued reading then looked at
me
“There’s time for everything.. Now is not the
time”
That went well…
I didn’t expect anything less, he was my father,
even when I was 30 I would never be old enough
to date anyone.
I went to the market for my mother and returned,
after putting everything away I decided to help
slice vegetables, she was cooking egusi soup..
“You sure your ok?”
“Yeah…kind of”
“What’s wrong..you scared of your exams..I told
you to stop worrying”
I was silent”mom when is it ok to date?”
I reasoned my mom would be more objective and
condescending, but she turned and gave me her
full attention
“Who’s been filling your head with ideas?”
“Mom..I’m not a lil girl anymore, I just want to
make the right decision, besides Erica did not..” I
stopped talking..Erica did not ask for permission
before dating Donald but I couldn’t say that, I
would be ratting her out..
“Erica did not what..”
“I just want to know how you knew father was
the one you should marry”
She sighed”who’s he?”
“Hes the president of my fellowship?”
“Does he know you have exams?”
“Mom..”
“I think thats what you should be focusing on for
now.. Your career..when you done with that you
can take your pick of men that would want to
fall at your feet”
“But my books are very fine mom..if that’s your
worry”
“You not ready for marriage, you have to wait for
the right man”
“I might be 25”
“So..what’s the rush”
I think my mom was worse, she came towards
me”you have to focus on your education now, I
promise you God has a special someone created
for you, when the time comes you ll know”
That just made me feel worse, I decided I
shouldn’t have told them, I should be able to
make my own decisions..right?
I went back to school and still hung with Martins
because I couldn’t tell him no.
The bus project came out successful, it was
dedicated that Sunday, I was happy as
something I gave so much into came to pass
“My special thanks goes first to Almighty God
who made everything possible and everyone
especially the Excos who have worked tirelessly
for this project to make it happen, especially to
our Financial Secretary sister Emilia who did the
bulk of the fund raising, to everyone who
supported this project, may God bless you”
The man of God that was invited prayed for the
bus then cut the rope and fellowship members
clambered to get in, after the many
congratulations to each other, Martins came to
hug me
“Thank you” I hugged him back
“I think we did it together”
“And I’m thinking the fellowship is blessed to
have you” he said, he held my hand and moved
his thumb over it, I stared at the bus and smiled,
right there beside him was where I wanted to be.
To be continued

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