I remember vividly, the first day we hung out for the first time. That day I was flat broke, and I had only N50 on me. He called to ask if we could hang out since he was in PH. The normal me, as per the very normal me would never leave my house if I had no money and I had to hang out with a man.
I remembered a friend drove me to a new Genesis restaurant not so far from my house, it was fine and wasn't looking like the usual eatery, so I directed him there.
The sun was scorchingly hot, and I didn't even know why I said yes to that outing.
Trust me, I'm one girl that when going out with someone for the first time, I don't stress myself as to what to wear. I stepped into a pair of jeans, wore a big polo, a pams slipper and I walked to the junction to take a taxi.
In my mind, I was laughing at myself and asking "what if he doesn't drive? I would sha just walk back to my house, I told myself."
On getting there, I sat and waited for a while, normal me hates that I seat in an eatery waiting without nibbling on something, but the babe could not afford that luxury of doughnut so I fasheed everyone and was pressing my not so okay phone.
As he stepped into the eatery, I watched as he walked and almost laughed my heart out. My dear brother wore a big short, a polo shirt inside, a big shortsleeve shirt on the outside and one small oversize palms. π
My I don't care did not reach this one abeg. π He apologized for being late and asked what I would take. Me I sha told him that he had mind not to package and come out to officially meet with a girl for the first time. I can't remember his response to me, but I know it was hilarious and honest. He even told me back that he was surprised I came the way I came. We bought laughed at our 'I don't care about first impression selves'.
I have another bad habit, if I hang out with a young guy that isn't wadded, I try to just take a drink, if not I'll surprise him and pay for something. If not the food, transport back. (You see why I like having money.) I don't like embarrassment in this my life.
Anyways, I think I settled for one meat pie and a bottle of drink (I can't really remember that.) Uncle was asking me if I was okay. Do I want another thing? In my mind I'm like, "uncle be calming down."π
I can't remember all we talked about, but I remember him promising to pay for my french fees and changing my phone. I said thank you nicely, but in my mind I was like, "what is this one promising promising me upandan. Did I ask him for his money?"
PS: He just wanted to be friends o, so there was no love talk. I was surprised that toward the end of the month, uncu called me and said he was sorry he couldn't send me the money as at when I told him, that it would come later because he had some expenses that didn't let him give me then. I was shocked. "Ah! This one even remembers that play play talk for inside Genesis. "It was nice that he did.
I had already started off the French school. I actually have an international French certificate but I couldn't defend it anymore because I wasn't practicing. I had already paid for my fees and paid for some of my books, and I was also choked up with an Interior Design project.
As for my phone, it was jonsing, but a friend of mine came into PH from Dubai and when we went to see a movie, he gave me some money for a new phone. I didn't waste time o, I added the small money I had saved up for a phone and went to buy the one the total cash I had could get.
Uncu was surprised after he had sent me money for French fees and asked me how much was the phone I had told him I had in mind that I had already changed my phone. He said ah! Okay na.
I was surprised that someone that was not asking me out, and someone I don't talk to every day, remembers that he made a promise to me that I thought was a joke. Meanwhile, uncu's phone was badder than mine oπ, but he said he was terrible with phones. Sincerely, I liked his personality and his honesty and his I don't careness but his seriousness.π
I never knew that this uncu I doubted anyhow would be the love of my life and husband.
Let me end this gist here. Until another day, remember not to look down on anyone. E get why.
This is not the beginning of the story, but let me just start hereπ.
It was supposed to be Happy Valentine, but it has passed. So, happy end of February.
Ala O. Pepple nee Wilcox
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