199 baris pertama.
God will do your own too.
Thank you, Ma.
Nebraska! Nebraska!
-OJ! -Hello.
Nene, how are you?
I should be asking you.
You're taking this very well.
Taking what? What are you talking about?
My dear, if it were some people,
they would have been crying and hiding by now.
First it was your sister, Reme,
now, Osato, your youngest sister.
My dear, you know, she should be the one serving at your wedding,
not the other way around.
-You know, I just think you... -No, no, no.
Nene, enough!
Excuse me.
I'm telling you!
-You've got to know your selling point. -
And sell your market!
-You kill me! -Kukua!
But it's true!
Ah! Babes. Easy, easy, easy...
Wow.
I fear for that cup, oh. What's up now?
So, I expected a few,
"Ah, God will do your own, oh,"
or "Don't worry, your own will soon come,"
but my family is not playing.
Even my deadbeat cousin's wife,
who has three children under five at 25,
even that one had something to say to me.
I wanted to slap at her nonsense mouth!
Ah...
Yes, I'm 34, and two of my younger sisters are married.
No, I don't have a boyfriend,
and no, I'm not gonna kill myself.
I am freaking fine!
Do you want another drink? I think you should have more. Here's some more.
There you go, relax. It's OK. It's OK.
I've told you...
Hey, Sis, Mummy and Auntie Adesuwa are calling you.
What for?
I don't know. Maybe they found you another husband candidate.
- -Hey Agnes, let's take selfies.
OK.
What's wrong with this boy, oh?
I'm old enough to be your big sister!
Age is nothing but a number, man.
By the way, the ladies are loving the cool MC,
Nosa!
Sorry, am I dreaming?
Nosa, you're now a rapper? What happened to acting?
The money wasn't that great, so... I've still got to have mad skills.
Even Davido and Wizkid ain't got nothing on the cool MC Nosa!
- -This boy is silly.
-You know what, you know what? -
-Take your silly dollars off my face. -There's more where that came from.
Will you get out of here and go and get me some puff puff, rapper?
Um... you know, you're already "puff".
You know you shouldn't... you shouldn't be taking...
Hey! Your mother puff puff!
- -Idiot! Calling me puff puff?
-Silly boy! -I should slap him.
Mummy what?
I don't like it now. What kind of nonsense scarf is this?
I don't know why you tied this nonsense scarf.
You look like a market woman.
Leave me. I like it like that.
See your sister, looking like a proper woman.
Yeah, whatever.
Mummy, you know what, you just need to stop
with all this, your disastrous matchmaking.
See, your mouth like disastrous. Did you bring a man home?
- -Aw, that was low, Mummy.
Whatever!
Don't worry, you are going to love this one.
He's from America,
and his mother happens to be the president of our church society.
And he's from a very good home.
He's a real stud.
If he's such a stud, why does he need his mum arranging dates for him?
Auntie Itohan!
Thank you for honoring us with your presence.
Well, we were already at the Doherty's wedding,
so I said, eh,
why don't we stop by on the way home?
Aw, thank you. Thank you so much.
This is Reme.
-Good evening, Ma. -She's married.
-And this is Isoken. -Good evening, Ma.
Your daughters are very pretty.
Ah, thank you.
This is my son, Osaze.
Osaze, how are you, my dear?
Beautiful party, ma'am.
Thank you, thank you.
Nice hair tie...
It's very, um... different.
Oh, thank you.
You see?
Stop shining your teeth and ask the man what he will eat.
Mummy...
Shall we go and sit down, please?
Please, after you, after you.
Yeah, that was bad. But trust me, no one comes close to my mother.
But they did good this time though.
Yeah, I think they did.
So, dinner tomorrow night?
Whoa, that was quick.
I know what I want when I see it.
Isoken, Isoken!
Osato wants us to dance with her. Come on!
-Do you mind? -No, go ahead.
But why don't you come along? Why don't you dance with us?
No, no, no. I'll make an absolute fool of myself.
I can't dance to that music. No...
Americana! Come, I'll teach you. I will. Come on.
OK.
Hey, hey, you, Isoken, you just kept us hanging like that.
What's she on about?
Give us the gist about this Saze guy.
Gossip! Instead of congratulating on my promotion...
-Oh, sorry. -No, you want to talk about men.
Oh sorry, darling. Congratulations, sweetie! I'm so proud of you!
Better person!
Congrats, but leave work for now.
Give us more gist about him now.
Get it!
Well, if you must know, we're having dinner tonight.
- -Ooh!
-That guy is a sharp guy. I like him. -
No time to waste.
-That was quick, right? -Yes.
At this age? Ugh, no time to play around anymore.
I suppose.
So, what are you gonna wear?
More importantly, what are you gonna do about this, your hair?
-My hair? -Yes.
-What's wrong with my hair? -A lot!
Don't be going all team natural on this one, oh.
Girl, give him some glam, you know?
- -See, bouncy!
I agree.
Something... softer, you know, a bit more... feminine... won't be bad.
What are you guys saying?
My hair is glam and feminine.
-Babe, that's so not true. -Girl...
-It's your first date with him. -And?
You've just got to go super glam
with your makeup and dressing.
- -The guy won't know what hit him.
-Agnes on fire! -I promise you, girl!
But that's not me.
Darling, no one expects to see the real you on the first date.
Hm?
Come, don't look at me like that.
Nobody expects to see the real you until you get married.
- -Please, I'm just gonna keep it real.
Dear, the competition out there is very tight.
Girls ain't smiling.
So you cannot smile.
-You can't smile either. -Calm yourself.
Hey.
You look more beautiful than I remember.
Oh, thank you. I thought I'd make an effort.
-I'm glad you did. -
Thank you!
So the next week, I was on a plane to Lagos.
Really? So you just up and left everything?
Weren't you scared?
I mean, I've been noticing the changes
around here for a while.
To be honest, I've been really lucky.
My parents introduced me to a few people
who went on to invest in a company.
I've been back here for nine, ten months,
and I've raised over three million dollars.
Things have been really good, I can't complain.
So tell me, how come a gorgeous woman like you is still single?
I don't know. How do you even answer that question?
Maybe you've been too busy building a career, you forgot to date.
Is that what happened to you?
Sort of. You know, I've not had a relationship since post grad.
Really? And why is that?
You see, honestly, I've not been a very good boyfriend.
Relationships take a lot of work,
and I wasn't ready to make that time or commit to doing the work.
And what about now?
I mean, I'm back here now.
My business is doing good.
Getting married is the next step for me.
So on a scale of 1 to 10, what are my chances of getting a second date?
Well...
Really? That bad? You had to think about it?
You have to give a girl a chance to front some more now.
There's no need to front, all right?
I'm a hundred percent hooked.
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