Yes he did it. He walked close to me with smile of accomplishment, held my
both hands and got to his knees. Oh my gosh! I knew exactly what he was going to do, but what was I supposed to do to stop hi?. I
just stood still like a stature and watched
him as he went on his knees and popped
the big question; WILL YOU MARRY ME?
There was no stopping him. I didn’t have to
think on whether or not I wanted to marry
him, even though seeing a guy on his knees
for me had a way of softening my whole
being in every way possible. But then my
answer to CK’s proposal was a big NO. Ck
tried to convince me to change my mind,
but that choice of mine wasn’t made amidst
confusion. I wasn’t indecisive at all. And I
didn’t try to get him to understand the
reason for my choice because he wasn’t
going give thoughts to it anyway. That night
ended with me demanding that he opened
the door for me to go to my room and retire
for the day. He did and I got to my room.
At that point, I knew I had to get back
together with Prince Charming ASAP.
We returned the next day. It happened to be
that Ck had informed everyone about his
intention to propose to me at the Bahamas.
So the news of my turning down his
proposal couldn’t help but itch the ears of
all who had expected to hear what would
have seemed good news to them. Because
of that, their treatment towards me
changed. They all felt disappointed at me
and considered me heartless for turning
down a marriage proposal from the very
guy who helped bring me to where I was.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I decided
to go back to Nigeria to be with my Prince.
I didn’t mind what was at stake. I had
always wanted a perfect life, and to the
best of my knowledge, that was only
obtainable with my Prince.
After my contract with the label expired, I
refused to renew it because of my plans of
going back to Nigeria. Everyone then saw
me as bewitched. They said they thought
the whole witch craft thing said about
Africa was a myth until my actions proved
otherwise to them. They all thought I was
under a spell. Only I knew where I came
from and where I was going. They didn’t
know, so I didn’t blame them for anything
they said about me. I took the trip to
Nigeria only to coincidentally meet my
Prince at the airport on his way to America.
Gosh!! I couldn’t believe it!
He said he had everything in place to come
over and continue his studies in America. I
found myself in a state of dilemma as I
didn’t know whether to stop him from going
for his studies which was very important, or
allowing him to leave. But then, it was
definitely because him I came back. How
could I let him go just like that and subject
myself to loneliness again? If that
happened and my folks abroad got to know
about it, it wouldn’t be good for me. I
earnestly tried to persuade him to stay, but
for some really good reasons, he had to
leave. Even though I knew the impact
staying back would have had on him, I still
wanted him to stay back. I begged him and
cried my eyes out but to no avail. He
definitely would have stayed back anyway.
In fact, he had changed him mind already.
My prince charming couldn’t resist me that
much. He can even take a bullet for me,
but I wouldn’t let him do that. Just when he
changed his mind to stay, the guy he was
to travel with rushed to where we were and
screamed at him for delaying and nearly
missing his flight. He didn’t pay attention
to him until the guy made a striking
statement; DO YOU WANT TO DISAPPOINT
MY COUSIN? It was then my Prince
retreated himself from the warms of my
hug and bade me goodbye as he followed
the guy. How I wish he was there alone.
Even at that, he stopped at several
intervals as though he had changed his
mind again. I really prayed he did. The only
problem there was that guy he was to travel
together with. He was the only force
contending with the will of my Prince.
Finally, they both went on board the flight
with the guy holding onto my Prince’s hand
and pulling him in. The flight to America
took off and my tears flooded the earth like
the waters did in the time of Noah. If not
that God had promised not to destroy the
earth again with water, my tears would
have served that purpose that day.
I went home afterwards all sad and
disappointed. It felt like my world had
crumbled. I couldn’t go to the US anymore
because they might mock me and say that
the guy I came back for had dumped me.
Coupled with the fact that the press were
present on my arrival at the airport and
witnessed all that happened, it didn’t take
them 48 hours to document the story on
the papers. The rumor so spread that the
superstar Oge got dumped by a common
man at the Abuja International Airport. I
was so afraid the story would find its way
to my folks in America, especially Ck. But
after three months without a call of
mockery from any of them, I concluded that
the rumor was limited to Nigeria. I was
wrong.
Prince Charming called me afterwards,
probably when he arrived at his destination.
I was angry and bitter that I could have
voiced out some disgusting words if I had
picked up his call. He tried and tried but I
didn’t pick up. He had always known me to
be a kind, sweet, gentle, loving, caring, and
tender being. I loved that impression he had
of me. In fact, I am indeed all that to him,
even if not to anyone else and I didn’t want
that to change. But it indeed would if I had
picked up his calls that day because of all
the things that were running in my mind.
My thoughts were like; THERE IS
SOMETHING HE VALUES MORE THAN YOU
AFTER ALL, PROBABLY SOMEONE. CK IS
GONNA LAUGH HIS HEART OUT WHEN HE
FINDS OUT. YOUR PRINCE IS HEARTLESS!
HOW COULD HE FORSAKE YOU LIKE THAT,
NOT EVEN CARING AT ALL THAT YOU CAME
BACK FOR HIM. Those thoughts and the
likes flooded my mind and I hated my
Prince temporarily. Of course I couldn’t
hate him forever.
Like the bible says; after the rain comes
the sun, and sorrow may endure for a night,
but joy comes in the morning, so was it
with me. Waking up the next morning in my
hotel room, my mind, spirit and soul was
so refreshed. It seemed like nothing
happened at all. I picked up my phone and
put a call across to my Prince but got a
prompt to leave a voice message. I didn’t. I
wanted to talk with him for real. As I made
my way for Enugu, it seemed like the whole
of Nigeria had known I was back home. The
crowd that waited to see me at the hotel in
Abuja was mind blowing. Even the hotel
manager came to me and urged me to stay
a little longer, as my presence there
attracted more customers. He was taking
advantage of my presence to make money.
I however consented and agreed to stay a
day longer and attend to the people and the
press. It was indeed a lovely feeling and it
made me forget all my worries. But then,
the press started talking about the airport
scene, how I got dumped by my Prince and
suddenly, all the anger and bitterness
returned. I told them it was personal and
that I didn’t want to talk about it, after
which I spent just a little time with them
and left to my room.
The next day I was at Enugu. It also
happened there like it did at Abuja. I had to
sign autographs and attend to the press
with their questions. The press at Enugu
however, did not bring up the Prince
Charming dumping me issue like I thought
they would. Instead they kept talking about
how proud they were to have a star like me
hail from Enugu, where most of the press
people also hailed from. The next thing I
got was calls from the various singers in
Nigeria, both famous and upcoming, asking
me to feature them in their songs. At that
point, I had no manager anymore and there
was no one to refer them to. Nevertheless,
I told them to talk to my manager.
My manager over there at the US was
getting numerous calls from Nigerian
musicians asking to feature me in their
songs. He was so pleased I still
acknowledged him as my manager and
continued with the normal arrangements as
though he was still my manager. He then
called me and we talked about a whole lot
of things including my Prince’s issue.
Amazingly, that was of no interest to him
anymore as all he saw and could think
about was the money he could make from
the singers that wanted to feature me in
their songs. When he saw that my fame
continued all the more in Nigeria, he kept
aside our differences and urged the other
folks to do same as we were all humans
and entitled to our opinion and choices. He
didn’t say that because he meant it but
because he sought for an occasion to keep
making cool money through me. He later
told me that no one over at America still
held a grudge against me anymore and that
my label was ready to renew my contract if
I returned to America. I told him I was going
to think about and give him a reply.
One day I got a call while in the bathroom
having my bath. My Ipad was just there in
the bathroom. My face was covered with
foam from the soup I used so I couldn’t see
who the caller was. I ignored the call with
intentions of calling back when I was done
bathing but the caller just wouldn’t quit
calling back. I got pissed off by such a
disturbing call and reached out for my Ipad
to turn it off until I was done bathing. As
soon as I touched a button on the Ipad, it
stopped ringing. I wasn’t sure if had turned
it off because my eyes were closed while
trying to do so to prevent soup from
entering into my eyes. But after waiting
two munities without hearing it ring again, I
was sure I had turned it off. I continued
bathing until about two minutes later, when
I suddenly heard someone’s voice say’
Hiiiii. Where in the world did that come
from? I asked myself. I stilled my
movement and listened carefully to be sure
I actually heard something. When I didn’t, I
thought of suspending my bath temporarily
to check if there was someone around but
there was no need for that because no one
shared the house with me. So I continued
with my bath. But again, I heard that same
voice say; Hiii in like manner as the
former. At that point I was frightened. Was
there a ghost in here? I washed off the
soup on my face immediately and checked
around if I was going to see anything but
saw nothing. It wasn’t until my eyes
strayed to my Ipad that I found I hadn’t
turned it off but picked up the call that
came in when I tried to turn it off. I was
shocked! So this call had been on all the
while??? Gosh! I couldn’t believe that just
happened. Guess who called; Ck of course.
Oh my gosh! It was Ck on the line. What in
the world just happened? It wasn’t just an
ordinary call. It was a Skype call. JEEZ!!!!!!!
To be continued.
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