I am in the kitchen making pasta for breakfast. Pasta is not
my favourite meal, but what can a girl do in South Africa? Other housemates are
in the room, gisting, loving and having fun. The one I like in the house doesn’t
like me, or so I think.
I feel someone’s arms round my waist. What? I am about to
scream so Big Brother can summon the intruder. I turn, it’s Lolu. Lolu? The
housemate after my heart holding my
waist? “What are you preparing?” The question is supposed to irritate me. I
mean you can see the pack of Dangote Pasta on the working surface, but it’s
Lolu so, it’s fine. “I’m making pasta”, I say. “Let me help you”. He helps me
chop the onions, just the way I like it. “Oh my God! He even helps in the
kitchen”. I am thinking aloud.
I start to make stew and Lolu is staring lovingly into my
eyes. My thoughts drifts to when I first saw Lolu, it was definitely love at
first sight. He was in my set and when he was introduced by Ebuka as an
Investment Manager, I already saw brilliant kids. I am a media girl and Lolu is
an Investment Manager. Tobi is cute and all, but Lolu gives me the feels.
My mind drifts back to Lolu, my knight in glittering armour
standing right by my side. He is still looking into my eyes. “Do you like
pepper?” he asks , removing a thread on my weave. “Yes, I do.” I add curry and
thyme.
I can hear Miracle and Nina’s voice, somewhere in the room.
They are giggling romantically. I really don’t care about them though. The only
fun part is they make the house interesting.
“I liked you the first time I saw you”, Lolu says. Liked? I
was expecting to hear love. Like is not enough boo, I see our cute kids running
all over the place. I say that in my mind though. Lolu leans…
To be continued
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