Dangerous Love

Chapter eighty one

Now she understood what was like to be a mother. Their priorities would always come first. Before getting herself a pair of shoes, she would have gotten five for her girls. Before trying to take herself to a nice place, her girls had visited many places she could have used the little time spoiling herself. Now she understood what motherhood was all about. These children would always come first. And most times, they didn't really understand all she sacrificed.

"My Prince, this is a very special day for you. I know you have lot of things to tell your woman, but I can feel what you are feeling." The MC said through the microphone, staring at Ara who was just smiling. "If na say na one kiss, let me just kiss this woman abeg. My people abeg, let Prince Ire kiss this Aunty biko. All these one na drama ejhoor. We dey carry shoe up like say wetin?"

Everyone at the reception laughed. The MC had been cracking them up that almost everyone forgot the style and sound of their laughter before they started the reception. "Oh my Gwad!" Ara muttered and covered her face, laughing so hard. At that moment, she wondered where they had gotten this MC.

"Aunty no dey cover face. This night na sure banker. But then, my brother need just one minute to calm himself down and you are with the paracetamol. DJ, we need it very slow and soft. I know some ladies are already shouting God when? You ask me how I take know." The MC laughed. "Relax now, let's wait till we reach Instagram."

The ladies laughed.

"Okay! Enough of that. You haven't done your assignment. I've told you you are to always get your assignments done on Saturdays." Aramade said, picking up the shirt she knew she could never wear again. She walked to the eighty two inches samsung QLED tv and switched it off. "Go get your bags," she instructed.

When the girls left for their bags, Ara stared at the shirt in her hand and wished she had not insisted on putting it on. Even so, she should have called their laundry man instead. Today made it five years of staying married to her one and only Prince Ire. During the years, God had blessed them with two beautiful girls. Tofunmi, who was her first child, and Toluwanimi, who was her second child. Tofunmi was more like her. In character, and her loud laughter. Very silly, playful, but very brilliant and extremely sharp just like Prince Ire. Toluwanimi was the opposite, but brilliant as well. Aramade couldn't tell much yet because she was just two year-old, but from the little she had noticed, Toluwanimi loved clinging to her, staying very quiet while watching her do things.

Her girls were very fair in complexion just like her, but that didn't go well with Prince Ire. For that reason, he'd been trying hard for them to have a boy who will look exactly just like him, including his skin colour. Not like he was bothered by her girls looking like their mother, he just wanted a boy too. He was tired of seeing pink, pink, pink. He was mostly surrounded by her females cousins, now he couldn't believe the same was happening to him after marriage. Despite wanting to have another kid, the two was yet to come into an agreement because Ara wasn't ready for another child yet.

After leaving the country some days after their marriage, the two came back when Toluwanimi was just one because Prince Ire's father fell ill. It was so serious that the old man wanted all his children around him. Since then, they had been in Nigeria and it was exactly one year since they came back.

Aramade peeped through the window to check if the woman helping them was back. Just then, the gate to their house was suddenly opened by the pot belly gateman. The Lexus 350 black car made its way in, but unexpectedly, Aramade saw someone she wasn't expecting to see. Not as if she had not seen the person since she got back to Nigeria, but seeing this person very close to her sister didn't go well with her. She drew the curtain back and slowly the door eased open.