TheAkoredez
Oluwole and I met each other in junior high school (this was back then in nigeria, 2007). He first saw me but we were in different classrooms. Soon, he began to stalk me lol. As fate would have it, it was time to resume another school year. Guess who was in the same class with me? lol, you guessed right!
Twas not until we moved to this class that I noticed him. I saw a brown skin boy now man. I was blown away by his cuteness, neatness, oh! and his scent "his body spray always got me"
okay, lets fast forward to when one of our classmate just got a phone and he was walking around to get everyone's number. I saw the paper he was holding and i was like - "is this wole's number? he said yes. As a sharp nija girl, I wrote the number and that's how the parole started.
Little did i know that oluwole has also gotten my number from this guy's paper. We would send each other text messages at home, but never say hi to each other in school. Many times Oluwole would send me"airtime" for my phone but I won't even say thank you when we see each other in school. I think I did this because I didn't want anyone to know I liked him. He did the same too. This went on for months until one day I sent him a text. It was the first day of the month so I sent him a happy new month message.
I got to find out later on into our relationship that my husband took that message and broke it down into several pieces and reached a conclusion that Ive agreed to date him.
The message read thus: The music of the lord never ends, only the dancer gets tired. This month, It is your turn to dance
LOVE STORY TO BE CONTINUED LATER..... my husband is calling me. lol
Your favorite blogger is now married! Thank you to all the wishes I got on instagram. Love you loads.
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