When The Sun Sets

CHAPTER 7( owambe)

ROB'S POV
We left the school after Dunni's graduation speech, and all the other formalities were done, something was wrong, I could sense that something was wrong, but she wouldn't tell
"Hey, you OK"

"I'm fine big bro, if something was wrong I'll tell you "
She said , when she got into my car, she wanted to go with me to the house, she would pick up her dress and jewelry on the way, we we're silent the whole ride, Dunni is never silent, she kept on staring out the window, that Jude must have done something to her, and if she won't tell me, I would find out myself, but how?,I'll gouge his eyes out, if he hurt my sister

We got to the house, everyone was around already, rara was on her phone as usual, if she didn't have glasses on, I would have been worried

It was evening already, the guests we're coming already, the cars, everything, the air was rich in splendour, and then I spotted Aisha, this day is not going to go good

Someone tell me this is not happening

" Robbie robbie boo boo"

I'm dead

She has to stop calling me that, seriously, what's up with this girl, we are not even dating ,she approached me, her black gown, has a fish tail type, her red stilleto heels, her scent, her hair,those curves, straight ponytail, her makeup, wonderfully done, I must admit, her features we're so visible, aligned, the power of makeup, I thought, Aisha is beautiful, I was just not interested, this whole marry someone from another rich home to continue the family legacy and alliance of companies was beggining to annoy me, now Dunni is stuck with that Jude person, Ill have to make sure rara doesn't end up with any of these rich spoilt men, I did want settle down, but not with any of these women my mother kept throwing in my face,

The last one, Stella, cried like a baby when I told her I was so not interested in a relationship, it was a friends with benefit thing, I thought she understood, Mum called me and was wailing on the phone, and asked if I wanted to kill her

For real?

Aisha's father is the Baba Ahmed Musa, the owner of A&A CEMENT industries, in 6 countries apart from Nigeria, he is known as the father of investments, one of the first cement industries in Nigeria, the strongest ,it has been passed on from one generation to the other, 7 boys and a girl and that girl is

Aisha the devil

that's what rara and dunni call her, I hold back a laugh,

" Aisha, your here "

" of course I am, you didn't think I would miss the grad party of my favourite sister in law " she says smiling like a crazy person

Wait, her sister in what?, this has to stop

"Aisha, we are not married yet, we are not even ----
I was cut off by my mother

"Aisha, my girl, you are here, you look fabulous, look at those shoes, we're did you buy them"

", ekaro ma, thank you so much, my mom bought them on her last trip to the Bahamas"

She says as she bends a little, the usual way yorubas greet elders, who taught her this one, this girl is not going to stop, she even greeted her in Yoruba, she's Hausa for Christ's sake

I find a way to sneak out and leave the both of them there,

I get a phone call from Uche, we've been best friends from primary five till now, his family is not rich,not in the way my mother defines "rich" , and we attended the same school, he's always been on a schlorlarship from day one, he being 30, established his own business, now sending his younger siblings to schools abroad, he's my definition is successful,