Dantenimu and Funmike walked into the Millenium Park on his twenty-nigth birthday carrying a mat, food flask, a small cooler of drinks and a pack of candy. It was her fifth day in Abuja, yet, she hated the weather. How was she going to cope when she finally relocated to the city?
He spread the mat under a tree and arranged the food flask and the cooler at the edge. She sat down and placed the candy on the flask. He settled down beside her and held her by the waist.
“What do you think?” he grinned from ear to ear. She stared at him and giggled. His happy disposition was contagious.
“The park is quite big.”
“It is massive,” his dark eyes twinkled.
“Yahuza Suya Spot is our next point of call.”
She beamed, “I have heard of their delicious grilled chicken and meat.”
“One taste and you are hooked,” he winked at her.
“I can’t wait,” her head bobbed.
“From there we will set off to the Galleria and relax with a movie.”
“I like your plans.”
Eyes locked. He leaned over and kissed her.
While they waited for their turn to buy movie tickets, she opened her facebook profile on the iphone and saw the wedding pictures of her elder sister. Her eyes smarted with tears. It pained her that the bride didn’t want her there. It was pathetic that her parents’ attitude towards her had rubbed off on her sisters.
“What is it?”
She lifted her eyes, saw the worried look and passed the phone to him. He collected it and scanned the pictures. He returned the phone and drew her into his arms.
“Trust God and let him take control of every aspect of your life.”
She buried her face in his chest and tried to calm her tumbling emotions.
“Lover birds, it’s your turn,” someone said behind them.
He released her and approached the lady at the ticket stand.
Funmike folded her hands across her chest. She prayed to God to give her the desire and will to forgive her parents and her sisters. She hoped that some day soon, they would all be able to relate with one another in love, without grudges.
TORN (Chapter Forty-one)
She walked out of the lecture hall with her black bag strapped to her shoulder and her car keys in the other hand. Four of her course-mates, a guy and three girls fell into step with her. They had become are regular passengers. They complained about the date of the first semester examination. She wasn’t bothered because she had defended her project. She would be able to prepare for the examination without distractions. She heard the ringtone of her phone. She dipped a hand into the bag and brought out her Blackberry Passport and iphone.
The sound of his voice warmed her heart, “Dante, you didn’t call last night,” she followed her course-mates into the elevator.
“I am so sorry. I got home late last night. I was worn out and I slept on an empty stomach.”
“The demand for our product is pretty high. We are producing twice as much. More workers have been employed. Things are pretty busier over here.”
“More work, more money.”
She heard him laugh.