You may kiss your bride.

He smiled, looking at his handsome self in the mirror. He was donned handsomely in a royal blue suit and black bowtie which suited him perfectly.

"Have you heard from the ladies?" He asked the boys who were dressing up in the room.

"Oh, yes. I called Chelsea, and Natasha is almost ready," Ben replied as he helped hang the wristwatch around his wrist.

"We don't wanna be late, everyone, hurry up!" Derrick urged, clapping his hands.

The door opened and Mrs Eno stepped into the room, fully dressed in her blue traditional George fabric.

"Nosa, you don't want to keep the bride waiting," she snapped from the door.

"I'm almost done," he said.

"Your father's kinsmen are in Lagos already. We need to hurry up because I'll be going to the reception hall to welcome them just after we leave the court," she replied.

"I'm done," he said, looking at his wristwatch and it was 7:55 am. The boys began to hail him as they all walked out of the room and they danced towards the beautifully decorated cars in