All Grown Up

The high class restaurant was filled with people laughing and chatting away while they munched on their meals. One could smell the delicious gathering of different cuisines.
Right in the middle of all the commotion, a young man and a beautiful woman comfortably sat on their chairs staring deeply at each other eyes.
“I remember when you used to wear those skirts,” the young man said.
“Which ones?” the beautiful woman asked.
“Those knitted ones that had green flowers all over it,” the young man replied.
The woman sat directly opposite to the young man smiling sheepishly.
“Ah! Those were those days,” she said. The young man took her hands and placed them on his.
“Remember when we ran away from Mr. Obi,” he said grinning boyishly.
The beautiful woman laughed and replied, “Yes Ali, I do, you know it was all your fault, you and your silly antics.”
Ali laughed with water forming in his eyes, he then stood up straight, “Those were the days, beautiful,” he said. “Memories.”
Still standing, he dipped his right hands into his pockets, and knelt down on the floor using his left leg for balance. The beautiful woman looked at him with awe, her eyes unmoved, unshaken, as her heart picked up pace.
“Gorgeous, I have known you since I was a child, loved you since I knew what the stars meant.”
The young man cleared his throat dispelling any form lacking courage. He looked into the woman’s eyes and continued his speech.
“Gorgeous, I know we have had some rocky waves in our relationship, but the only thing that has remained is our love unbroken.”
The air was thin, no mumbles, no voices; silence enclosed, the other people dining held their breath waiting for the incoming moment.
“Your love is worth fighting for,” Ali said. The young woman had a smile so wide it could cover the entire room.
“So basically, all I’m trying to spill…..”
“Simbi, my love, will you be my wife, the one that holds me strong till the end of my life?”
The hair on the back of Simbi’s hair stood tall, her face red. She placed her hands on her mouth hiding her shaking lips and her eyes were watery on the verge of filling up an empty bucket.
She reached to Ali, grabbing at his hands and with a trembling voice she replied, “Yes babe, I wouldn’t want to miss the story of Ali and Simbi happily married.”



6 thoughts on “All Grown Up” by Uyiosa (@wordsfromuyi)

  1. Loooool,i guess i don’t want to miss it too.It high time they we read on their marriage

  2. Lol. Nice one there.

  3. LOOOOOOOL. yeah, memories. its about time… good one

  4. But were Ali and Simbi not siblings?
    Or is this a case of incest?
    Nice one there.

  5. Initially, I thought it was the usual “guy proposing to a girl” plot. That was until the names appeared.

    Nice

  6. … a good one…

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