Written by Chaka PX
The Noise from the sitting room, woke me up, i was resting my head in my room before I eventually leave the house for my daily routine. I got out of bed and stretched,
“What is wrong with this people” i said and left the room only to find them arguing,
“Aha Pino, is it possible to meet a girl and propose to her in a day?” Dave asked,
“Is this why you are all shouting?” i asked
“Just answer the question” Pat responded
“It depends” that word hit me hard in the chest, what depend?
“It depend on what?” Dave asked
“Am going to have my bathe, just kill yourself with that” i left them still arguing.
In the bathroom, the thought came back again ‘What if i try it out, beside what the worst that could happen’ “Oh no, that’s stupid” i dismissed the idea and finished rinsing the soap out of my body.
Dressed in the room, i was quite impressed with the view i have in the mirror, i had my phone and my pen at the proper place, i set out of the room and met them still arguing.
“Go and get a live” i told them and left.
Before i was out of the gate, the thought flashed again, how crazy it may sound, there is always a way to find out.
I was out and there a tricycle coming along, crossed over and stopped it. ‘Wow’ my eyes almost bulge out when i saw the damsel seated, she was alone and the driver,
“Tafawa Balwa” i told him
“Enter” and i hopped in and sat down, wow her smell was magnificent,
“Good morning” i greeted
“Morning” she replied
“you look gorgeous this morning” i kept the conversation going
“Thanks” she smiled
“And this perfume, is it gucci?” she turned and looked at me in surprise
“How do you know?”
“Well, i have sisters” i just said, again the thought came, we were alone and a perfect opportunity.
I sat for a while looking the other way, i was struggling with the idea, ‘To do it or not to do it’
“Can i ask you a question?” it was heavy but it came out
“Sure, what is it” She smiled.
” Ok, Amm, can you marry a guy you just met?” Even the driver looked at me through the mirror, he might be thinking am crazy or something.
“Well it depends” she said
“Depend on what?”
Both me and the driver were eager to here her respond, when up ahead a guy wave for the tricycle to stop,
“No, driver just go, i’ll pay” he let out a gentle laugh and continued. I adjusted looking straight in her face for the respond, gosh she is so beautiful.
She was a bit uncomfortable “What, i don’t know” i smiled and sat facing front.
there might be a possibility, well ‘she said it depends’ it means there is a chance.
“Ok, Will you marry me?” that was a stunt, even the driver stepped on the brake.
“Driver what happen?
“Bros, nothing o, you harsh o” she was just staring at me
“Well you said it depends, it means there is a chance, so will you marry me” her mouth was open but nothing came out.
Watch out for the next episode.