The Choice (chapter 3)

Sarah leaned against the railing of the veranda, looking blankly into the street...

She ambled to the right corner of the veranda. A few minutes after, she walked to the opposite end. She sighed and started to pace. She glanced at the bench behind her and decided to sit. She unlocked her phone and scrolled through, unsure whether to make a call or not. Not more than ten minutes later, Sarah was on her feet again, pacing. Femi had promised to visit this afternoon. It had been two weeks since he told her he was ready to marry her. They had been talking on the phone but hadn't been able to meet.

Sarah had a lot to ask and tell him. And she missed him. It had been almost a month since the two of them last saw each other physically. Sarah sighed. She placed her elbows on the railing, her fingers intertwined, supporting her chin. She caught a glance of a black Toyota Camry being parked opposite the house. The side door of the car opened.

Femi stepped out of the car. Sarah stared, smiling sheepishly. Her heart longed for him. Femi was tall, about 6'1", and spotlessly fair. He was wearing a buzz cut—numbers three—his favorite hairstyle, and it was obvious that an adept barber had done it recently. In the white round-necked vest, brown chinos, and black sneakers he wore, he seemed a country's representative of a fashion contest. Without mincing words, he was handsome. Femi shut the car door and secured it. He crossed the road and opened the gate to Sarah's house.

Sarah's mind went to her looks. She still had some time before Femi could get to the top floor where her apartment was. She dashed into her room. Sarah grabbed the container of talcum powder on the table and poured some on her palm. She rubbed her palms against each other and applied the powder to her face. She adjusted her dress and stepped out. Femi was just approaching her door. "Who's this pretty lady?" Femi said and grinned. Sarah smiled and walked to him. She gave him a side embrace. "She's your BTB," she said. Femi raised his eyebrows. "Hmm. You and this BTB."

Sarah pulled back her cheeks. "Am I not?" "Of course you are. I have no other Bride-to-be." "Thank you." Sarah held his hand and walked him to the veranda. "How're you? How's work?" Femi said. "Fine, fine, fine," Sarah answered. They sat on the bench and talked. Sarah was always excited whenever Femi was around. She never got tired of listening to him talk. "So, how do we go about getting married?" Sarah said after some minutes of chitchat. Enough with the empty talk. Talking about getting married was more important to her. She wanted them to draw a befitting wedding plan. Femi sighed. "BTB, you need to be patient. We've talked about this on the phone many times."

"Dreamboat, I'm patient. But we need to do what is necessary. After all, you already have spiritual backing," Sarah said, her face creased. "Have you spoken to your parents as earlier discussed?" Femi said. "I have. They are more than eager to meet you. You've been dodging it all this while."

"Sarah, I don't like it when you talk like that. Why would I dodge it? Do you think I don't want to get married as much as you want? I want to as well. But I want to do it at the right time." Sarah bobbed her head. "Thank God the right time is finally here. So when do we go to visit my parents? Or should we start with yours?" "Er. Let's start with yours. It's better that way." "Alright. No problem. I agree with you. Can we go next week Saturday?" "Hmmm." Femi shrugged.

"Saturday is good." "Then we can go to visit your parents the following week." Femi smiled. "One step after the other. When we are done with yours, we'll think of mine." "There's no problem with us thinking about everything now. It saves time," Sarah said and winked. "Time is money." Femi shook his head and laughed. "Where are you rushing to that makes you want to save time?" "I'm not rushing, Bro. It's a normal thing." Femi nodded. "I've heard. Can we get ready to be on our way out now?" "Oh! That's true. Yes. Let's go."

"Femi gave her a scrutinizing look. Don't tell me you're going out with me like this." "And what's wrong with this?" Sarah stood to her feet and turned around. She was wearing a long top on a ground-touching, pleated skirt, her hair packed in a ponytail. Femi shook his head. "You can't go out with me dressed like this. Go inside and dress up as if you're going to work. This is too casual if not odd." "I thought we were just going to the restaurant to eat. Any bad thing about being casual?" "Just go and change. Find something better." Sarah cleared her throat with an undertone and walked into her room. Femi waited patiently. Sarah dressed well most times but needed guidance occasionally, he thought. Sarah stepped out of the room. The pleated skirt was still in place, but the long yellow top was gone, replaced with a fitting, short-sleeved shirt. "Are we good to go now?" Sarah said. Femi smiled. "Yeah. Let's go." They walked to the car, and Femi drove to the nearest eatery."

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