"Look, you love this guy. He's said he's sorry, besides what he did wasn't so serious, you're too hard on him Bimpe!"
"I know... But I just feel like if I'm easy on him he'd start to think he can get away with these things and that would set the tone for our marriage. I need him to know there's some bs he cannot try with me once we're married o! I am not the average Nigerian wife that will tolerate bullshit!" The couple on the next table were staring now, Bimpe was practically talking to the whole restaurant.
"Haha! Iron Lady!" Mya teased "Calm down jor and lower your voice. You better accept his apology and move on before these lagos girls decide to help you"
The two friends laughed knowingly. They had both come to look forward to and depend on their weekly dinner dates. They had been best of friends since their teens and even now as thirty loomed they were still thick as thieves.
"Enough about me. We need to find you a man. You're too beautiful and too nice to be alone, you deserve to be happy ore mi." Bimpe's tone was suddenly serious.
Mya lowered her eyes and looked away awkwardly. She wasn't sure now was the right time to tell Bimpe.
"Well... Err, Bee I've been seeing someone for sometime now. I know you'll freak out but promise me you won't overdo it" Mya rolled her eyes at her friend, the great drama queen!
"Why? Is he married? You know how I feel about girls who date married men. I love you Mya, but not that much, I don't think I would forgive..."
"Calm down!" Mya cut in "He isn't married Bee, he's divorced actually..." And then her voice trailed off.
"Ok, that's fine... Is he someone I know?" Bimpe's brows were raised suspiciously, Mya was acting all weird and shifty.
"Yes. Actually it's..." And Bimpe's phone rang at that moment. It was work, although her shift had ended an hour ago there was an emergency and she needed to report to the ER ASAP! She hurriedly kissed Mya on the cheek but before she rushed out to her car she took Mya's hands in hers and said "I know nobody's first choice is a divorcee but if he makes you happy you have my full, undivided, unadulterated, total, complete support"
"Oh Bee, you have no idea, he does! He makes me sooooo happy. I've never felt this way about anyone before, I think he might be the one". Mya smiled tearfully at her. Bimpe squeezed her friend's hands, kissed her on the cheek again and in a second she was gone.
As Mya handed her ATM to the waiter, she wondered for the upteenth time how Bimpe would react when she found out who bae was. And just then her phone rang.
"Hey babe!" She squeeled girlishly into the phone "You see, you and I are so in sync, I was just thinking about you". After a few seconds she spoke again.
"I love you too my darling. I would be there in a few minutes, I need to get me some 'sugar', I've missed it so much!" she said with a naughty chuckle as she felt a throb between her thighs. In a flash she was on her feet and ready to go.
It had been a long night in the ER and the thought of driving all the way to her Ajah flat was unbearable. On a whim she decided to spend the night at her father's house not too far away from the hospital. Thankfully there was seldom any traffic at that time of the night in Ikoyi so she was at his gate in no time.
As she put her key into the lock it occured to her that she should have called first but she immediately shoved the thought aside. However, when she walked into the kitchen she wished she had called.
Standing at the sink, washing dishes and humming cheerily was a lady with the perfect hour glass body. Daddy does have great taste, Bimpe thought, sardonically. She stood awkwardly at the door, the lady must have felt right at home in her father's house, or else why was she washing dishes in his kitchen, humming carefreely like Mary Poppins yet sinfully naked as Eve before she ate the fruit? Bimpe took in her curves and her generous behind. She does have a great arse though, Bimpe thought, she kinda reminds me of...
And at that second the lady turned around.
"MYA!!!" Bimpe's eyes were two wide saucers as she came face to face with her friend's erect nipples
Mya was just as stunned, so much so that she didn't know her hands had lost grip of the china until she heard the loud shattering of glass against the marble floors.
She saw a tear slide down Bimpe's cheek and at that moment she knew she had lost her best friend, forever.
Ok guys, please we need answers; did Mya really do anything wrong? Bimpe's dad after all is single and free for the taking. In Bimpe's shoes, would you forgive Mya? In Mya's shoes, would you end the relationship, even though you're deeply in love with your lover, who happens to be your bestfriend's father? Bimpe feels ultimately betrayed. Mya feels she deserves to be happy. After all, Bimpe herself is wedding the man of her dreams in a few weeks, why shouldn't she be allowed to be with her own Prince Charming?
It seems Bimpe needs to start looking for a new chief bridesmaid but that's another story entirely...