This is going to be a once in a lifetime celebration. Yes, it comes bet once –his wedding. After this, the rest would be anniversaries and all the glamour would have faded, at least a little.
Tunde had promised his bride to hunt for the best flock of cattle humanely
possible, and present to her family specifically, “a fat and rotund one”. He laughed
out to his proud self, forgetting the entire outside world around him. The
driver jolted him out of his reverie, cutting him short with “Oga you are really happy o, and I am happy for you”.
Tunde suddenly “boned
face” feigning serious and stern look but he can’t helped it. Could he? He
has got to relieve himself of those military stances because this week till weekend,
he is the groom
