In my Ugliness

🎨 Chapter 57 🎨

"Yes."

Muyiwa smiled, "You just gave me an idea." "I'm glad I could be of help Sir." The supervisor answered moving on to the next client.

"I'm Picasso right now!" Sharon declared, her confidence soaring. "And I'm Leonardo di Caprio" Tokunbo replied and Sharon laughed.

"That Leonardo Da Vinci actually."

Tokunbo arced his brow in realization, "Ah it's true. Di Caprio is the one that did the Titanic movie." "Yes. One of the greatest movie of all times." She complimented but he raised his brow in doubt. "You don't think it is?" She asked but he shrugged.

"Did you watch it?" She inquired, "Well, at the time." He answered without much excitement.

"Why do you sound that way?" She probed, "Like how?" "Like the movie was crap." "The movie wasn't crap, just that I can't seem to wrap my head around the fact Jack sacrificed himself for Rose. I don't mean to come off as insensitive but, i feel it was insensitive for Rose to agree to it."

Sharon gasped, "It was love!" "Love doesn't override thoughts." "He wanted Rose to leave a better life" "He had chances of living a better life too Sharon. Let's be honest here." "Haven't you done something crazy for love?"

"I got caught in the University for cheating, I was helping a girl I liked out. I didn't rat the girl out and at the time, my Uncle was the VC so they overlooked the matter. Two weeks later, this girl that was all lovey dovey with me, dated another guy in the same department. It was the first and last thing I'll do for love. I can't be that stupid again. Women will always be women."

"That sounds sexist."

"No! It's the fact, they'll always go for what they want." "As as men too."

"Not every man is like Muyiwa."

"Not every woman is like.... Whatever her name was."

"Funny, her name is Roseline Bassey and don't say I'm transferring anger at Rose in Titanic because of her. I watched Titanic when I was maybe fifteen years old or so."

Sharon continued painting, her brush strokes smooth and confident. "Every woman needs a man who can go lengths for her, just saying," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Tokunbo raised an eyebrow. "Would you prefer I lie to you or pretend?"

Sharon chuckled. "No, I love your honesty. But I'll love my future man to do something stupid for me."

Tokunbo's curiosity was piqued. "Like what?"

Sharon's eyes twinkled. "I can think of twenty things right now."

Tokunbo laughed. "The stupid thing I can end up doing is kneeling down in public when proposing to her."

Sharon gasped, her expression playful. "That's a normal thing now."

"It's a trend!" Tokunbo exclaimed. "A white man's crazy trend. Who set the standard of kneeling down when proposing? The whites did! Who set the standard of white wedding? The whites did! If it's up to me, I'll just do my traditional wedding and court wedding."

Sharon shook her head, a smile still on her face. "Hm hm, you shouldn't have done court now. After all, it's not traditional."

Tokunbo chuckled. "I'm a man of the law now."

Sharon teased him, her voice light. "Yes! You should kukuma join vigilante group or local police, tie wrapper and bubba, and leave shirts and trousers for the white man."

Tokunbo laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I get your point."

Sharon's expression turned serious for a moment. "You look like a colonialist!"