Omotayo
I sat impatiently beside my mother and opposite my elder brother who seemed to find my impatience and anxiousness amusing. He hasn't stopped blabbing about how dad summoned this meeting for my sake and that worried me because dad doesn't just call for family meetings like this without giving us a heads up or at the very least, a reason for the gathering.
"Dad knows I left work for this meeting, right?" Temitope, my elder brother grumbled and almost immediately, dad showed up behind him and smacked him from behind.
"Why is patience so far from you?" he asked irritably and I chuckled when I saw Temi's expression to the question. He looked so gobsmacked and confused and it actually felt good to be the one laughing and not vice versa.
"Omotayo, how are you?" Dad asked suddenly and the glint in Temi's eyes as soon as dad asked that question confirmed my suspicion. This meeting was definitely called for my sake and I can already guess what they want to talk about. No wonder Temi kept laughing.
"Daddy, I'm fine," I replied plainly, already frowning at them in advance.
"This one you're frowning, hope all is well?" my mom who sat beside me finally spoke up and I knew that question was not only rhetorical but it was also a warning in disguise.
"Adunni let her be. Whether you frown from today till tomorrow, it's none of my business. Today is the day you'll explain to your mother and I why you still haven't introduced a man to us," my dad interfered and I immediately scowled.
"Tayo, duro na, Kini o gbero lori ṣe pẹlu igbesi aye ẹ? Is it until you're old and grey before your buried senses come alive?" my mom spat out angrily and I knew better than to reply to her since I already made the mistake of sitting beside her.
(Tayo, hold on, what do you plan on doing with your life?")
"So you won't answer me? You have the effrontery to ignore me and I'm right beside you?" she blurted continuously and I had to shut my eyes repeatedly to avoid rolling them.
"Mommy, I'm not ignoring you. I just don't know how to answer you and besides, we've gone over this before. It's not my fault I'm still single now," I retorted angrily.
"So young lady, tell me whose fault it is. Is it mine or your mother's? Abi, is it your brother's fault that you refused to get over your past? Tell me, whose fault is it besides yours? Every time we bring up this subject it is always the same excuse and you're shamelessly not tired of repeating yourself. So because one man hurt you, you've solely decided the rest of them don't benefit you and for that Omotayo I pity you. I truly pity you because prideful women die alone and I won't be alive and watch my only daughter behave like a woman without training," my dad said angrily and I'm surprised to hear him talking like this. Is mom finally rubbing off him?
This wasn't the first time my parents called for a meeting to talk about my marriage but this was definitely the first time my dad would speak to me with so much anger and disappointment. I looked at him for a while before turning to look at Temi who seemed too engrossed in his amusement to even recognise the tension in the room.
"I'm very sorry dad. I promise I'll work on it," I lied, trying to ease the tension between us.
"Work on what? Isn't that what you said three months back? You'll now expect me to believe you and allow you to walk out of here without a permanent solution? Lailai, not happening. Daddy Temi, e je so fun," mom quickly chimed in and the last part of her statement confused me.
(Temi's dad, you better tell her.)
"Tell me what?" I questioned my dad and he sighed.
"Well Tayo, your mother and I have two options for you. We spoke to your friend Ini and asked her to set you up on a blind date but she says she has offered that to you several times but you've constantly refused. Now, we are ordering you to go on three dates and pick your favourable choice or you can go with our preferred option which is an arranged marriage," he said and I deadpanned.
The sudden silence in the room made me very uncomfortable and when I looked at Temi for support, he simply shrugs indirectly letting me know he wasn't getting involved. Stupid big brother, absolutely good for nothing.
"So you're telling me to go on three blind dates or accept an arranged marriage?" I asked again and this time it was my mother that answered.
"Since you have refused to help yourself, we have decided to help you out. So yes, you can either choose to make it easy for yourself by going on these dates and picking your choice or you let us pick for you. If it were up to me, I'd pick for you cause I'm not even sure I can trust you to pick a decent man," she snarled and I really wished I could pull her ear till she understood how ridiculous she sounded.
"But mummy, it's my life now. Why should you be choosing for me? You can't possibly force me to marry a stranger and I'm not ready to start going on dates," I clapped back and my mom turned red with anger.
"So you're even shameless enough to refuse? You looked at me from head to toe and you were still impudent enough to open your dirty mouth and spout those useless words? Can you see your life doesn't have a destination? Awon egbe e ti marry, won ti bi omo jo and you're here saying we don't have the right to pick for you. Can you see you're slowly going mad?" she yelled with so much aggression that actually scared me.
(Your mates are married with children and you're here saying we don't have the right to pick for you.)
She abruptly stands up from where she was sitting and comes to stand right in front of me which meant she was ready to rush me slaps if I said anything that displeased her.
"Adunni, just let her be," my dad attempted to chime in but when mom turned to look at him with her infamous 'don't try me frown', he knew she was definitely not letting me go easily so he accepted defeat and sat back to watch.
"Now back to you Tayo. I know you hate me. You hate me so much and I am sure you want to put me to shame but you will not win. Olorun ti emi Adunni nsin, ko le fun e se. Laye laye, you will not succeed. So you better accept our option now and choose one. If not, Omotayo Ajibike Esther Davids, you will see my other side. W* ri oju pipon mi," she warned and started to untie her head tie like she was getting ready for a fight.
(The God that I Adunni serve, will not let you succeed. Never ever, you will not succeed.)
"But mummy it has not come to this now. I'm just trying to let you see from my point of view how ridiculous the idea of an arranged marriage is and how unnecessary the option of going on blind dates is. What if I go and I don't like any of the three men I meet?" I tried to reason with her and the next thing she does is use her head tie to smack my head.
"Is it not until you go before you conclude? Why must you always conclude before you even start? Daddy Temi, you see why we should have never allowed this girl to study law. Instead of her applying it only at work, she's busy applying it in her personal life. Omotayo, it is final. You're going on those three dates and if it doesn't work out, you're marrying our pick. Is that clear? Oniranu, omo lasan ikeji aja," She spat out and I gave up on trying to convince her.
(Stupid child, second to a dog.)
"Just three dates and all this pressure will stop?" I asked this time facing my dad and he immediately nodded positively, leaving me with no choice but to agree with their ridiculous idea.
"Fine, I'll go on dates but please at least for now stay out of it and let me handle it," I quickly warn and walk out of the room before they start to disagree.
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"Ini, why didn't you tell me my parents approached you to try to set me up?" I asked as soon as I barged into her office and she gave me an irritated look.
"Good afternoon to you, too dummy," she hissed but I was definitely in no mood for her childish ways.
"Why didn't you warn me about the pit my parents were digging for me?" I asked her and she shrugged innocently.
"It depends on the one you're talking about," she replied and I deadpanned.
"You mean there's more?" I asked, dreading the mere thought that my parents had more shenanigans under their sleeves.
"Well, they seem to be tired of your single life and they're willing to do anything to see you married and since that's my objective too, I have no problem helping them with whatever they need," she said to me and my brain boils.
"Unbelievable Ini! But you of all people should understand me na!" I yelled at her angrily.
"Understand what Tayo? That you want to remain single for the rest of your life because of something that happened two years ago. Daniel and Sewa are still married and their baby is two years old and you're still here living with that anger and hate and as your ever caring best friend, I should open my eyes and watch you ruin yourself for people that are not worth it? Not happening my dear!" she hissed back at me and I cooled down my temper since everything she said wasn't exactly false.
"So now what?" I asked defeatedly.
"Well now, start getting ready for your date cause in two days, you're meeting the first candidate!" she squealed excitedly and I faked a smile although deep down I had a feeling it wasn't going to end well.
Omotayo My back ached terribly from sitting in one position for too long. Ini had spent over three hours trying to supposedly 'bring out my beauty' as she called it but I only saw it as a waste of time since I know I'll still look great even without the excessive use of makeup. "I swear Tayo, anyone that sees you now will think you're on your way to a funeral," she tells me and I furrow my brows confused. "What am I doing wrong now?" I asked her and she responded by making me look at the mirror in front of me. "You looked depressed. Not even a glint of happiness or excitement in your eyes. Do you think your date won't notice your lack of interest? He will and the date will end even before it starts and that means my efforts and your parent's efforts to help you get back up will be wasted," She sounded upset and I almost felt bad till I remembered she's the reason I'm in this mess in the first place. It's not like I willingly volunteered to go on a date and they can't expec
Omotayo "So the hotel is being sued by a guest who claimed to have suffered food poisoning?" I asked my secretary after going through the case file she tagged as urgent. "Yes, that's correct ma. Mr Davids had specifically asked that you take care of this case because he believes that when we win this case, we'd be adding one of the biggest hotels in Nigeria to our list of clients which is financially convenient for us," she replied and I go through the file again still wondering why dad had specifically asked me to take the case. The case didn't seem like something too complicated or deep which were the only type of cases I handled but seeing as he didn't pick any other lawyer to handle it, means he had his reasons for entrusting me with the case and I had no choice but to comply. "Okay, find out more about the guest in question. Check her background, occupation and even her criminal records also check if she has any outstanding debts cause we could be dealing with a desper
Omotayo "Tayo wait!" Tobi's familiar voice calls out and I pick up my pace as quickly as I could to avoid talking to him. I know you're wondering why I'm upset since he and I were never an item and we just met two days ago but the fact that he had lied to me the first day we met and couldn't even tell me he was getting married was beyond upsetting and embarrassing. "I said wait!" His hands pull me back and I unconsciously raise my free hand and slap him tightly across his face."Don't you ever in your miserable life touch me again!" I warn him sternly and at first he looked shocked but he composed himself and stepped back a little. Why the hell did I hit him? I ask myself feeling guilty for overreacting."I k
Omotayo "Maria please bring me Mr Morrison's case file again, It seems I missed something important," I ordered my secretary immediately. She hands me my aspirin and she scurries away immediately. Every person in the office has been avoiding eye contact with me since the drama I created earlier this morning at the parking lot. It was partly suffocating but also another way I reassured my position as the no nonsense boss. Three hours earlier... I hurried out of my car like a crazy woman trying to meet up with a scheduled meeting that started thirty minutes ago. I hated it whenever I wasn't punctual, it made me feel irresponsible and sick to my stomach. I blamed Ini and Lagos traffic for my misfortune. Ini had begged me to drive her to work because her car was faulty and Lagos traffic had the brilliant idea to be congested on an important day like this. I picked my pace and kept walking as fast as I could, turning a blind eye to the security men who greeted me and a few emplo
Adebayo "Bunmi, please send the land acquisition documents to the law firm. Tell them to confirm if the documents can still be used as evidence in court," I instructed my assistant, who also happens to be my younger brother. "Bayo, I still think we should change firms now that you and that lawyer lady don't get along. I know Mr Tunji is a reputable lawyer but the reason we approached the firm in the first place was to get that lady on our case but you just had to ruin it because you could not ignore a situation as simple as bumping into someone," Arinola, my best friend hissed, repeating the same line he has been chorusing for the last two days. "Can't you just come off that topic? I'm not changing firms. You and I know that the firm's reputation in Lagos is almost unbeatable, so why should I change it because of one woman?" I retorted irritatedly. "It seems you don't get my point. I'm not saying it's a must that you switch firms but if you're going to put an important case
Omotayo "Oya buy this one na, it's pretty," Angela, a mutual friend of Ini and I, suggested in a hurry but I'm quick to refuse since I wasn't feeling the colour of the dress. I didn't blame her for hurrying though, we've been here for almost two hours and yet I've not found a dress that I genuinely like. "Yellow is too much for me. I don't like the colour one bit," I told her and Ini quickly threw me two more dresses to try on, the stress lines on her face showing she's about to give up on me. "I hate shopping with you Tayo, you honestly complain too much. We've been here since and not one dress suits your taste but if it's to pick baggy pants now with your oversized blazers, we would have been out of here a long time. Your kind person sef ehn," she hissed and rolled her eyes irritatedly but I could care less about her opinion. If I'm not comfortable with something, I won't buy it. Simple! I decided to try on one of the dresses she threw at me and I had to admit the dress looke
Omotayo The name Kingsley never failed to leave a bitter taste in my mouth. The name had a very horrid memory attached to it and anybody with that name would either have to change it around me or forget I exist. "What is it? You don't like my name?" he asked in a slightly offended tone. "You shouldn't have persisted if you were only going to frown after hearing my name," he added, still wearing a frown. "I'm so sorry, I just got lost in my thoughts for a while but I can assure you my frown had nothing to do with you or your name," I assured him quickly but deep down, I know I'm lying. His name didn't sit well with me at all. His frown seemed to wear off and I mentally sigh in relief but everything in me still felt nothing but negative vibes from him and that bad luck of a name he had just gave me more reason to panic. "Why aren't you eating? The food is delicious," he said, pointing towards my barely touched plate of food. "I'm not very hungry," I replied calmly, "P
Omotayo "Do you have his number?" Ini asked. "No. I don't," "Does he have yours?" she asked again. "No, he doesn't," I replied boredly. "Did you ask where he stays?" she questioned and this time, I had to roll my eyes. "No, and why should I?" I retorted and she hissed at me, wearing a frown on her face. "Lord knows, you're a fool. A very big fool and the painful thing is somebody will see you now and say you have sense meanwhile, that space upstairs is halfway empty," she hissed harshly, scowling at me again, like she has been doing since she got here this morning. "Ini, for once in your life, please be reasonable, use that number six of yours. How can I ask for his number, much less his home address? Does that make any sense? Does he know me from anywhere? So, you sef use your head reason am na," I fired back at her. (So, you should also be reasonable.) "If you don't have anything worthwhile to say to me this morning, then you better leave me alone and let me enjoy