My name is Dayo. I’m a typical Nigerian guy and I
cherish my Fridays a lot; I get to hang out with the
sickest guys every Friday night and secondly, it’s
another escape from my nagging and boring wife. I
get confused sometimes on whether she’s my
mother or my wife. Don’t get it twisted; I love her
pieces. It just gets complicated; like I wish we
never got married…marriage has turned her into
something that doesn’t amuse me. I wish she was
still the adventurous, charming, high spirited lady I
dated for 5 years.
A lot of people say its unethical for married guys to
be found in a club, but I wish everyone won’t be
too quick to judge and understand that people look
for fun to run away from their problems; they just
want to breathe, like me.
I forgot to say that I work in Guarantee Trust Bank
along Lekki, I love my job and my job loves me,
maybe its because I’m the senior banking officer.
Lol. This particular morning, a lady breezed into my
office. My heart raced faster because I had not
sighted anything this beautiful in a long while. She
wasn’t the typical slender Barbie, in fact, she was a
bit chubby but her smile, cuteness and…I was
tripped.
“Hi Good morning! Your ATM has swallowed my
card!” She laughed, unlike a typical customer that
would ram you.
I just tried to form Boss laughter…
“Good morning, You know what? I’d personally
make sure they get it out for you, but not today.
Can you wait till Monday?” I smiled
“GTB shaaa! OK, can I just drop my number so you
could call me up or just text when its ready so I
don’t come twice? Please? My name is Nancy” She
blinked her eyes in a funny way.
“Sure” I smiled
We exchanged numbers. What a lucky Friday….
So it was 10:00pm and I headed to the club…as
usual my friends were chilling for me. My wife had
called a couple of times, I just ignored it. She
knows I’m never home Friday nights.
“Look at you!” I heard someone say. I raised my
head and it was the ATM lady-Nancy.
“Wow, look at you too!” I was surprised to see her
but I was happy I didn’t have to wait till Monday
to see her again.
“Happy Friday!” She screamed because of the
noise, “Wanna dance?”
I didn’t even have the chance to answer, she
already pulled me to dance floor. I really suck at
dancing but she helped me; she was a great
dancer! I had fun! At some point we decided to go
to a private area and we talked, ranging from work,
business to personal life. I tried to hide my ring as
much as possible, I certainly didn’t want this to
end now.
“You are a really wonderful lady. You are so
interesting…any guy would want to be with you all
day” I said.
“I wasn’t always like this but I have learned the
hard way that life is just too short to be sad” she
sang
Then her phone rang…
“Hey baby! Yeah I’m at the private lounge, I’d like
you to meet someone…alright boo” she talked
excitedly as usual.
I was in shock until this tall handsome man walks
up to her and kisses her.
“You were late. Meet Dayo; I met him this morning,
he’s helping with your ATM I told you got
swallowed and Dayo this is my B to the O-O,” she
laughed “Meet my husband Kolade, we only come
here to dance every fortnight Friday; away from
work, stress and kids.”
“Wow, a pleasure” I managed to shake him
Then she stood now excitedly holding her
husband’s arms.
“Why don’t we invite Dayo for Mimi’s 16th birthday
tomorrow?” Her husband said
They have kids too? How long have they been
married and they look like a couple just dating!
“Silly me, please come for my second daughter’s
16th tomorrow. It would be an honor” She brought
out an I.V from her purse.
I began to feel so ashamed of myself…this was
another guy like me, getting it right with one
woman.
I collected the I.V and promised to be there.
“See you tomorrow! Have you had something to eat
Kolade?” she talked and dragged her husband
along.
They left and I kept staring at the thin air like I had
seen a ghost. They come just to dance together
every fortnight Fridays? Why didn’t I think of that!
Temi loves to dance…she also likes long walks, she
loves to talk…she loves jazz music, there’s this
vivid picture I have of me putting her hand on my
chest when we danced at a jazz club on our first
year anniversary…I found myself typing all the
things I knew Temi loved to do on my Ipad and I
realized I had denied her of all…I had made her the
old woman she acts.
What on earth was I doing here! I didn’t even tell
my friends goodbye, I walked out of the club into
my Jaguar. Temi’s call came through and I picked
at first ring.
“Temi?” My heart raced
“I know you are not coming home…”
“I am, stay up so we can gist. Been a while” I
decided to do everything on that list and to even
add many more for the rest of my lifetime with her.
“Are you alright?” She was shocked I suppose
“And I’d like us to go for a birthday party
tomorrow. I want you to meet this amazing couple”
“You sound different Dayo”
“Maybe I’m different”
“Don’t say it! don’t say it! when you come we will
gist very well” she laughed
She laughed!!! In just that laughter that I hadn’t
heard in a while, she sounded like the lady I
married six years ago…
Dear reader,
I OláShùpò Mábínúorí Share this natural piece just
to remind us that creating memorable moments
with our partner matters. Do you know that little
things are the sweetest things? Just creating time
to gist and laugh with your partner, having a day in
the week that’s exclusively for you both-No friends
or kids allowed.
Lady, when last have you told your partner he is so
darn hot?
Guy! When last have you told your lady she is the
sweetest thing?
When last have you whispered “Thank you”? When
last have you been quick to say I’m sorry?
Search yourself and be reborn.
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