The Wedding 1

The Wedding 1

“Guy, you are one of the groomsmen at my wedding o and I expect you to be there the day before for the traditional rites and all” Kunle said and I answered “Is it a church wedding thingy or what?”

He laughs and answers “Na registry o, You know as e dey go now”, I laughed and answered “Nuffin do you man, I go full ground for you”.

Kunle and I met at the NYSC camp in Imo state, we ended up serving in the same LGA so we lived together in a 3 bedroom flat with another corper. Ours was a friendship made to last, because Kunle is Yoruba and I’m from the Middle belt,  we had our differences but one thing that always united us was our taste in women we both liked them moderately endowed, none overshadowing the other. During our service year, I served in the University while Kunle served in a the local government office so we had our pick of women and trust me we had our fill. We never spent a weekend alone all through our service year, in as much as we were in town, there was always  good, fine young ladies ready to spend the weekend with us.

After our service year we both moved to the South west; Kunle started work with an oil firm in Lagos while I got a place at one of the branches of Zenith Bank in Ogun state thus making it hard for us to be together like we always thought, but we always stayed in touch and we made sure we met to hang out together once or twice every month. It came as no surprise when he told me he was tying the knot with Titi his heartthrob of 3years, though I honestly thought they would court for another year because I knew my friend and I wasn’t sure he was ready to let go completely of living the “Bachelor’s Life”.

I packed my bags, locked up and left for Lagos on the said day;  Kunle came to pick me up at the Airport, apologizing profusely for keeping me waiting for  almost an hour after I landed, we branched at a fast food joint, got some packs of Fried Rice and Chicken as takeaway and proceeded to his family house in Victoria Island, though he offered to lodge me at an hotel which I refused.

The house is a Cream and Chocolate painted twin duplex, with a wide parking area at the Left, with flowers of all kinds planted all round the house, Kunle expertly maneuvered  his “Kia Sportage 2012 model” into the garage and we entered the building. I guessed a flat had been prepared for Guests and the other flat for family members, but the whole building was agog with activities and everywhere I turned I saw people greeting Kunle “Oko Iyawo”, so I detached myself from him and found my way inside the house.

I entered, greeted everyone in the sitting room, took my sit on the chair closest to me and dropped my bag right beside me as I settled down to watch the movie on the screen.



2 thoughts on “The Wedding 1” by tolu oke (@teekellz)

  1. Oga, you have to try to captivate us.
    And at the beginning you had issues with your tenses.
    Well done.

  2. Yes you had tense issues at the beginning.
    Why did Kunle come to pick you from the airport? I assume you’ve just arrived from Ogun State where there are no airports except if there is a private jet somewhere yet to be revealed.

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