1st April, 2019.
"Taadaah" Joy screams as she flaunts her fingers in the air displaying a silver ring on her finger.
"Awwwn. The ring is so beautiful". Chioma says holding her hands to her face to show her admiration as her eyes squealed as though she was about to tear up.
"Finally." That was all Bella said as all darted in her direction.
"What do you mean by finally?" Nancy asks.
"Nothing o. So, Joy, you mean you'll marry Ben instead of Charles?" Bella continued.
"We're not going over this again. I told you I can't marry a pastor". Joy replies touching the silver ring in admiration.
The bartender came to their table to receive their orders. Everyone ordered a plate of fried rice but Joy went for a plate of Jollof rice.
"Who doesn't want to marry a pastor now? I would prefer a pastor o so that people can call me mummy GO". Bella said again.
"No bi only mummy GO," Nancy replied amidst laughter.
"What next after engagement," Bella asked.
"Bella, be calm na. What's up. Are you not happy for our friend?". Nancy asked as Joy added. . ."I wonder o".
"I'm just asking na. Ok I just want to save my spot as the chief bridesmaid"
"Says who?" Countered Nancy. "Not when I'm here".
"What about me?" Chioma whined.
Her little stature didn't help matters coupled with her baby face and baby voice. You could mistake her for a teenager.
"Which you? You'll be among the flower girls". Nancy said amidst laughter.
"Flower girl nibo? Abi little bride."
"I don't like what you people are doing o," Chioma said with a frown, despite knowing they were trying to pull her legs. They always do. She looks like their junior sister whenever they hang out together like on this occasion.
"Joy, choose na. Who will be your maid of honor? Me??"
"Or me" Bella added.
Joy could no longer hold back the laughter as she broke out in laughter to their amazement. The look of bewilderment was evident on their faces.
"April fool," Joy said taking off the ring from her fingers.
Bella felt like dashing toward her, strangling her neck for playing with their emotion. To think that they nearly quarreled arguing about who would be her maid of honor.
"So all my awwwn is in vain". Chioma asked not knowing how else to react.
To be continued.