Aunty Dijatu said yes after so much persuasions and so April 2005 was all about wedding. Ammi swung fully into action and preparations as the bride's friend and groom's sister, or mother as she liked to say. "I'm getting my son married, I'm marrying my son out" she will say to people.
Abii and I saw lesser and lesser of Ammi at home and when Abii complained, she told him to not be a nagging big baby and let her plan her son's wedding in peace. At a point, she packed to their house and came in to see us once in a while, thank God I could cook, if not Asabe would have killed us with her raw salty and pepperish stews.
The wedding was a success, Ammi wasn't a perfectionist for nothing. All the members of the extended family got Easter breaks from work, hence all were present. My cousins, fr
