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Phil always had his ways wherever and whenever. I could feel the vibration of his knees begging to be lifted from the ground and the hot sweat threatening to enter his eyes if he doesn't wipe them. I took out time to admire the moment which was gradually unfolding into an engagement party. It really didn't make sense when he said to attend a friends party together as we've never gone to one since we started dating. I felt...shook but happy to go out with him, he felt less about socialization, all he always wanted was work, work, work and I was beginning to have second thoughts about him. ..." please do me this honour to love you and have you by my side till the end " His starmerring mummy's boy voice came choking me as I held tight to the glass cup half way filled with red wine. "Please get up Phil...not like this.." I kept trying to help him up but his persistence to kneel made me loose hope of poise and elegance. I didn't really like "public proposals" or so they call it. I wanted something.. private, and romantically organized. It took me minutes to reconsider as I kept starring at the brightness emanating from his shaved skull. I wanted to laugh as I was seeing the middle part of his head for the first time. It Shone as though ori (shear butter) had been rubbed on it......but there was a more serious matter at hand "spending my forever with this person '. I was scared to share my life's space with someone and most of all..the secret I'd promised to take to my grave" I never wanted to marry wrongly, I wanted a perfect and godly kind of marriage. Phil wasn't all that bad, we both met in the church few months ago and from what I've observed soo far, I think I could of approve it. Afterall being skeptical at this point when I'm already clocking thirty two seemed like an abomination and the talk of some jobless co-workers and pretenders I call friends. The pressure to say yes was beginning to mount as everyone faced us with phones, videoing and taking pictures even though some where strangers. I knew he wanted to take us seriously, buy I didn't expect it to be soo soon. "Let's be logically honest with ourselves...he is good, caring, goes to church and loves my siblings...this is enough proof right?" I paused to note, bringing forth my hands. "Phillip olatunde akindayo, I'm a bit scared about marriage but I think you're a good man...so.. yes, I'll marry you". My voice was beginning to loose it's balance and what seems like a vibration started up in my vocal cord as he carried and swung me round and round. She said yes, she said yes, she said yes..... He gladly raised the alarm of my approval which made the once curious congregation to let out their hidden voices, "hip! hip! hip!...hurray...." That was how it went and in two months we where ready to Walk down the isle bearing promises of forever. His mum was the happiest as she took up the responsibility of planning everything for the wedding. She liked me from the very first day I stepped foot in Phil's place. I was overwhelmed when he told me that his his mum wanted to see me. I had to call all my friends to find out what it was like visiting their spouse's family for the first time as both of them were aleeady married. Femi was the first person that came to mind, " hey bestie, hello my girl what's up" ..... She seemed in a good mood maybe because her husband had taken her out of the country to spoil her again. Yeah I was wondering, how was your first time in bola's family house, I and Phil would be going over to his and I'm a bit scared they might not like me, I whispered the last sentence allowing curiosity take over my mind. Calm down bestie, I felt same way too, but it was good, I mean not as crazy as I thought but his dad specifically liked my outfit and for his mum, it was the rapper I bought as a gift and the way I prostrated to greet them. They didn't really tell me, I got all the information from bola as we rode back to my place". Her words gave me assurance but as they say " don't put all your eggs in one basket right"? Benita was the second person I could trust so I dialled her number, this time her words where the exact opposite of what Femi said, throwing me off balance so that I had to grab a chair to prevent me from loosing consciousness. " Do you mean, she didn't even smile at you for once? I asked grabbing my neck as though I'd been threatened. ....Phil told me his mother's cool and I don't have to worry about anything" "don't let him fool you my dear....ken told me so too, but I got an entirely different experience when I got there. His sister's felt I'd be taking there brother's love away from them and to make it worse their mother left the parlour immediately she set eyes on me". As they say "different strokes for different folks" but this was one amongst the most difficult dilemma I'd come to face in life. I later rolled with Femi's idea and it payed off big time. Phil's family's house was situated perfectly in between a real estate and a pure water manufacturing company, their little garden growing flowers and other vegetables as "Iya Phillip" as she was called, preferred eating home grown vegetables. The sweet smell of incense and Sacramental oils, where the first to welcome me as I marched gracefully into the well furnished parlour, it was no doubt that this was a catholic home and I loved it. There, sitting on the couch was my mother inlaw, a woman with a motherly heart, instincts and a good charisma too. She's the mother I never had and this was shown me the moment I entered her house. She was soo enchanted to welcoming her long awaited daughter in-law. I only planned to spend one day with her as she said, but my stay was extended to Three more days by her, afterall, you're boss doesn't mind she said with a quick glance at her son. Oh yes I forgot to mention that Phil is my boss, I work as his personal assistant In a ......at least that was where we met in the first place which he later asked me to date him in our church. Mama Phil thought me how to prepare two of her son's favourite soup during my stay with her and gee, I enjoyed every bit of the drama she and her son put up. Mama wouldn't allow me to spend much time with her son, she'd rather I spend it with her...even at that, I wasn't allowed to sleep in the visitor's room. "My bed has become too big for me these days and I think it's better if we share it my daughter". This woman just finds a way to get what she wants and I think that's where her son got it from. Shola was in the states for her masters so I didn't get to meet her, but the few times I've spoken with her was.. exciting. Though she was Phil's younger sister, but she seems more fashioned, hilarious and confidence was flowing in her voice as she spoke. "Thank God he now has someone else person to disturb for outfits and stuff... frankly speaking, your man has a poor sence of fashion". She jokingly spilled on one of our conversation. It felt as if they where "dashing" giving out their trouble to me, but I just loved him that way. This family has taken me without a second thought as their own and it was a dream come through for me. Our wedding date was set as:17/04/2021. and mama insisted they used my favorite colours as colours of the day , pink, lilac, purple. My sister and shola contested for the post of my maid of honor and it was surrendered to her by fola's sister, She was tired of seeing her baby faced pouted lips. "Okay fine.. I give up before you'd start crying now, but in the next life, don't try dragging this post with me as it's my right". she playfully spoke about the "next life" as if she'd put a tethoscope to my heart and knew I would always want to be part of their family.