Gbenga sat at the edge of his seat, his seat was twisted sideways and facing his colleague Turi who was also sitting on the edge of her table facing him, they were having a baseless conversation which made Turi giggle at intervals. Gbenga could not help but notice how short her gown was, her long legs were exposed, his eyes scanned it down to her bright red colored toes which were mashed into a peep toe.
She crossed and uncrossed perhaps so he could have a better vantage.
Their office occupied four of them, he and Turi were jisting, Ahmed the third person was typing away on his computer and was not listening to them Turi made funny faces at him, Halima the fourth person was staring at a file and stuffed lays into her mouth from time to time she had a waste basket by her side which was half full with wrappers of lays, packs of fast food, chocolate and sweet papers, her drawer had more of the items she was munching, she seemed to bring out a new one when one finished. When Halima left the office to the ladies, Turi’s eyes trailed her she as she left.
‘She has grown fatter.’ Turi said.
‘Like she’s finally pregnant, look at the way she’s eating.’
‘Ahhh about time like 2 years since she got married, that her husband has been behaving like a frog.’
‘What is your own Gbenga, marry first lets see what you can do.’ Ahmed said turning away from his computer.
‘Ahh my own is sharp sharp, my ex Ethiopian girlfriend got pregnant for me four times.’
‘Guys!!! Simi squealed as she entered their office.
Ehh Simi, who is inside Oga’s trouble today.’ Turi asked.
‘You look gorgeous this morning Simi.’ Gbenga cooed as his eyes scanned Simi shamelessly.
‘Don’t let him deceive you o, he has four kids already.’ Turi said.
‘Gbenga ahhh.’ Simi said covering her mouth with her hand.
‘Abeg o she’s lying.’ He defended himself.
‘But you just said that your ex girlfriend conceived for you four times.’
‘Yes but we got rid of it, I wonder who will marry her and if she can ever conceive again.’
‘Chai, nawa for you o!, see how said casually.’ Ahmed said disgusted.
‘Any way guys, Musa proposed to me yesterday.’ Simi said wriggling her fingers and flashing the 22 carat solitaire that now graced her fingers.
‘Congrats my dear.’ Ahmed said smiling at her.
‘It’s about time, Musa has had enough free ride, high time he puts a claim on it.’ Gbenga said and Simi giggled.
‘Owww congrats.’ Turi said at last, her voice sounded high pitched, like she was feigning enthusiasm.
‘Thank you Simi said and hugged her.
‘Close your mouth Turi.’ Gbenga said.
‘See Gbenga mind your self o.’ Turi said wagging her index finger towards him.
Just then Halima came back and Simi hugged her from the door, ‘Guess what.’ She squealed and before Halima could answer she said, ‘Musa proposed to me.’ And displayed her fingers again.
‘Congratulations, ahh I’m happy for you.’ Halima said still holding Simi’s hand.
Remaining you o, Turi, even that youth copper chick wears a ring now, tell him to buy you a ring even if it is not expensive.’ Gbenga said, Turi jerked her head towards him, she’d started working since Simi’s announcement.
‘Gbenga mind your own business, mind your four children am sure it is aboki ring that you’ll buy for your wife.’ Turi said heatedly.
‘Gbenga shut your dirty mouth.’ Ahmed added he could see that Turi was hurt.
‘Gbenga don’t talk to my chief bridesmaid like that or your four children will be your last cause we’ll castrate you.’ Simi said which made everyone laugh.
Gbenga you’ve four kids.’ Halima asked.
‘No don’t mind them na bad belle.’
‘His ex girlfriend aborted his baby four times.’ Turi said.
‘Turi abeg na joke I dey joke.’ Gbenga said.
‘Well you said it yourself.’ Ahmed said.
‘You know men like you should be locked up.’ Turi told Gbenga.
‘I didn’t force her, it was a mutual decision she had a hand in it too.’
‘Gbenga if you didn’t intend to marry her why did you impregnate her four times? Simi asked.
‘It was a mistake.’
The first, the second, third and fourth? Ahmed asked.
‘But Gbenga you seem unfazed, like you don’t regret it.’ Simi said.
‘No, did I force her.’ He asked.
‘There is something called karma though, it could catch up with you.’
‘I don’t blame Gbenga shaa, its the lady I blame.’ Halima said
‘Why so Halima.’
‘First of all she dated Gbenga, secondly she got pregnant for him not once, twice or thrice but four times, she could’ve left him, even Gbenga’s name is repulsive enough to make her puke.’ She added.
‘Haba, Halima, my sexy name.’
‘I wonder why some women would allow men like Gbenga to use them, I would rather stay single than date a man like that.’ Turi said.
‘Leave that thing Turi, women are like flowers, they’d wilt without a man, they would become wilted flowers.’ Gbenga said ccondescendingly.
‘You’re wrong, couples complement each other.’ Ahmed said.
‘You’re just a feminist.’
‘No I’m not, if you ever meet the right woman you would understand.’
‘There is a letter for you.’ A clergy man said handing an envelope to Gbenga as he read the letter an evil smile spread across his face.
‘Finally.’ He said, he took his phone and called his Fiancé Benazir.
‘It has happened.’ He said.