Marriage

By Obasohan Esosa

I PREPARED FOR MY WEDDING AND NOT MY MARRIAGE.

I am Helen, Helen Miya. I am 32 years old and newly divorced. How strange, I got divorced merely two days after my wedding. Funny how, it took just seconds to terminate what I spent over six months trying to prepare for. I am a career woman, I have got a well-paid job, I own a house of my own, a duplex to be precise, and two luxurious cars. Amidst all these I was single and never bothered though the society we live did bother on my behalf.

I was in my world until I met this guy called Ayomide Bankole aka AY. A handsome, classy, pink lips, tall, intelligent, brilliant and six packs guy every lady would fall for. Yes he was all of those but I really didn’t care. However, AY proved himself headstrong after becoming a torn in my flesh for over three weeks. I began to wonder if he was sent or indeed he was ‘in love’. Men always said I was authoritative, proud and all that yet AY was ready to bear all of me. We met in one of those strange ways. Oh yes he bumped into be at a supermarket and got my 120,000 naira designer shoes soaked with chocolate ice cream. I felt like dying yet I had to behave myself and let the lion in me be still. What amazed me was his reaction, immediately he offered to take me home and the next day he got a better pair of shoes for me.