FINDING MR PERFECT HUSBAND (EPISODE 16)
Miriam's joy had no bound when Richard told her they were getting married in Nigeria. Her parents would be proud of her.
Imabasi for a moment, looked longingly at Miriam's engagement ring.
"I have lived in London for fifteen years. I have never met a guy who wants to be serious with me. And you've been in London for just a year Miriam, you just found your prince charming, how did you do it? Please don't tell me about endurance and tolerance, even if he farts in my mouth." Imabasi said bitterly.
Laughter bubbled up Miriam's chest, making her feel bold and a little reckless.
"I am not sure you're ready for a relationship yet, or that you're a relationship person." A reluctant smile tugged at her mouth.
"I am a woman, of course I am a relationship person." Imabasi retorted.
"Then prove it to me.
"Who is the only man who is after you right now, who wants you so badly? You don't necessarily need to be crazy in love with a man before you can date him."
"Victor. But he smo..."
"No but! Call him!" Miriam said aloud.
Imabasi took a deep breath.
"I am the woman, I can't call him. He should be calling me and asking me for a date."
"I don't think you're ready. This guy loves you, he loves you so much. The last time he came here, he talked about how much he wants to change because of you. Call him and fix a date, he will keep to it. This is the western world, not Nigeria were women are being scandalized for asking men on dates. They call them cheap sluts. But you know that's not who you're. You're Imabasi, you go after your heart and let things out." latest fashionable evening party wears
"He is Nigerian, he is going to think I'm a slut too."
"No he won't. He is a learned man." Miriam said softly.
Imabasi nodded slowly and fell on the bed.
"He hasn't call for days now." she said in a low tone.
"It doesn't matter. He is human, he also got tired of always bothering you. I think you should call him."
For a few moment, Imabasi thought of how she was going to talk toVictor.
Few days later, Imabasi and Miriam had began wedding shopping. They were at a bridal shop trying to make a choice of a wedding gown.
"You should choose what you're wearing too. I mean as my maid of honour." Miriam said with a light smile.
Imabasi nodded gently.
"I am going back home again without a husband. My mom is going to eat me raw. "
Miriam gave a loud laugh, Imabasi's heart ached at the echo of her infectious laugh.
"Not funny." She said with a girlish frown.
"Hi ladies." A slim young lady in a black jean and purple sweater said delightedly. She had piles of wedding gowns in her hands.
"Hello" Imabasi and Miriam said in unison.
"I really have a problem choosing my wedding gown, so before my fiance comes here, I will like you two to choose for me. But I really love this." She said nicely as she revealed a pearl beaded wedding dress to Imabasi and Miriam.
"I think you should wear it first. We can choose from there, and then you can choose mine too." Miriam said.
"Forgive my manners, I am Monica Anderson from California." She said nicely.
"We are Nigerians. I am Miriam, and this is my best friend Imabasi" She pointed at Imabasi. Imabasi waved at Monica nicely.
Monica and Miriam went into the dressing room, and for moments, they came out with different styles of wedding dress which Imabasi found it difficult to choose from.
"I am really confused, they are really beautiful. I don't know the exact one you should choose. I think you should try the others, while I take pictures of them." Imabasi said as she searched for her phone in her bag. "And you can choose by yourselves from my phone." She added.
"My fiance is here!" Monica exclaimed.
As she ran toward him. He was tall, handsome, and the sound of his voice skipped Imabasi's heart.
"Hi ladies." He said.
"Victor!" Miriam exclaimed. "You're the groom?" She asked.
"Wow, Miriam. Oh yes I am getting married to my girlfriend Monica. Imabasi hi, nice to meet you again."He said nicely as he turned to Imabasi.
She shivered at his cuteness. Victor suddenly became the most handsome man she had ever seen.
His words stripped away the haze of passion that logged her brain.