Omoshalewa ⁣ 👇⁣ ⁣ Their orders arrived and they began to eat. Tunde was almost done with his meal when he spoke up. “Shalewa, why are you keeping me in suspense? What’s the problem?”⁣ ⁣ Shalewa dropped her fork and looked at him. “Well, I had no intention of spoiling your dinner; that’s why I decided to hold on till you were done.”⁣ ⁣ “I’m all ears.” He said; looking at his plate as he tried to cut a piece of chicken.⁣ ⁣ “I need a break.”⁣ ⁣ Tunde put the piece of chicken in his mouth as he nodded, looking up at Shalewa. “A break? Why don’t you discuss with your dad. He may give you some time off.”⁣ ⁣ “That’s not what I mean, Tunde. I wasn’t referring to work. I mean a break from this relationship.”⁣ ⁣ Tunde’s eyes widened. He dropped his cutlery gently and took a sip of his drink. “A break from me?”⁣ ⁣ “Well, if you would rather put it that way.”⁣ ⁣ “Our wedding is in a few weeks.”⁣ ⁣ “I am aware of that. The more reason why I need a break.” Shalewa said as she looked at him straight-faced.⁣ ⁣ “But…but Shalewa, what went wrong?”⁣ ⁣ “I just need to sort out my feelings.”⁣ ⁣ “I thought we were past this.”⁣ ⁣ “No, we weren’t. We never were.”⁣ ⁣ Tunde was confused. “But you agreed to marry me?”⁣ ⁣ “To satisfy you and my dad. Have you forgotten so soon?”⁣ ⁣ Tunde pushed his half-eaten plate of chicken aside and held Shalewa’s hands on the table. “Please don’t do this to us. I love you.”⁣ ⁣ Shalewa pulled her hands from his grip. “Tunde, don’t make this more difficult than it already is. I can’t continue to live a lie.⁣ ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ Read Omoshalewa on my blog by clicking the link in bio.⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #olubukolasthoughts ⁣#olubukolasthots #omoshalewa #romancewriter #africanfiction #naijastories #nigerianauthors #nigerianfiction #instablogger #instawriter #naijabooklovers #authorsofinstagram #readergram #bookstoread #bookblogger #blogsofinstagram #africanwritersoninstagram #africanfictionwriters #ebookreaders #booklovers #ebookstagram #writersinnigeria #authorsofig #romancewritersofinstagram #africanwriters #writersnetwork #authorscommunity (at Nigeria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJbuaKAl3y2/?igshid=892hdewknc0j

Excerpts from Omoshalewa ⁣ ⁣ Akin pulled her closer as he raised up her chin and planted a kiss on her forehead. He caressed her face with his thumb and smiled.⁣ ⁣ Shalewa smiled back. The unspoken feelings between them saying a thousand words with their eyes.⁣ ⁣ “Give me your phone.”⁣ ⁣ “It’s in my handbag. I dropped it in the living room.” Shalewa replied.⁣ ⁣ Akin picked up his phone from the passenger seat and handed it over to her. She typed in her number immediately.⁣ ⁣ “Expect my call.” Akin said as he saved the number.⁣ ⁣ “Definitely.”⁣ ⁣ Akin engaged the gear and drove towards the gate. The gateman opened up and he drove out of the Samuel’s residence.⁣ ⁣ Shalewa walked into the house smiling to herself. She met her mum shutting the window blinds as she sauntered into the living room. Funke sighed as Shalewa walked in.⁣ ⁣ “Mum?” Shalewa said as she gave her mother a curious look.⁣ ⁣ Funke sat down and tapped the couch. “Please sit down.”⁣ ⁣ Shalewa obeyed as she sat beside her mum. “Is anything the matter?”⁣ ⁣ “Yes. I watched the display between you and Akin.” Shalewa’s smile faded immediately. “I don’t think it is right considering that you are getting married very soon.”⁣ ⁣ “Is that all you have to say, mum?” Shalewa asked beginning to get upset.⁣ ⁣ “Omoshalewa, listen to me. Tunde loves you….”⁣ ⁣ “And Akin doesn’t?” Shalewa asked cutting her mother short.⁣ ⁣ “Shalewa!!! You should concentrate on your wedding preparations.” Her mother said scolding her.⁣ ⁣ “I have had enough of this, mum. Can I leave now?” Shalewa asked as she picked up her bag from the couch and stood up in anger.⁣ ⁣ Funke looked at her daughter as she sighed deeply.⁣ ⁣ Without another word from her mother, Shalewa stormed to her bedroom slamming the door shut.⁣ ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ Read Omoshalewa on my blog by clicking the link in bio⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #olubukolasthoughts ⁣#olubukolasthots #omoshalewa #africanauthorsandwriters #africanromancenovels #nigerianauthors #nigerianfiction #instablogger #instawriter #goodreads #bookblogger #nigeriawriters #authorsoninstagram #africanwritersoninstagram #africanstories #naijawriters #naijabloggers #nigerianfictionblogger #africanromancenovels (at Lagos, Nigeria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CI_l1kWl_oi/?igshid=8x88es529eee

⁣ Excerpts from Omoshalewa ⁣ ⁣ The next day, one of the major soft-sell magazines in the country had the blazing headlines; “Billionaire Samuel’s daughter rejects engagement proposal from business magnate.” Bayo was furious when he saw the magazine. He brought the magazine home and dumped it in front of Funke. “What is the meaning of this?”⁣ ⁣ Funke looked at him wondering what had gotten him so upset. She picked up the magazine and saw the caption. “Oh my goodness!” She lamented.⁣ ⁣ “She can’t continue doing this. This has to stop. Let her know that I give her 3 months to make up her mind or else…..” Bayo said in anger as he allowed his sentence to trail off.⁣ ⁣ Funke asked her husband to sit down in a bid to calm him down. “Please seat down, Olowo ori mi (my crown).”⁣ ⁣ Bayo sat down still upset. Funke scooted close to him and took his hands in hers. “I know you love Shalewa so much and you want the best for her but don’t you think, we should give her a chance to decide who she wants to get married to.”⁣ ⁣ Bayo looked at his wife, shock written all over his face. “Funke, you did not just say that, did you?”⁣ ⁣ Funke gesticulated as she tried to explain. “She says she is not in love with Tunde and that we are forcing her to get married to him against her will.”⁣ ⁣ “Okay? So tell me. Who is she in love with?” Bayo said as he stood up and put his hands on his waist. “I want to know.”⁣ ⁣ Funke was quiet and unable to look at her husband’s face.⁣ ⁣ “I thought as much.” He said. “She is only in love with herself.”⁣ ⁣ “But you know that is not true.” She said looking up. “She has had relationships in the past but they were all after wealth.”⁣ ⁣ “And Tunde?” Bayo asked as he searched his wife’s face for an answer.⁣ ⁣ Funke stood up with a deep sigh.⁣ ⁣ “Go and talk to her.” Bayo said with finality as he pointed towards the bedrooms.⁣ ⁣.⁣ .⁣ Click the link in my bio to read Omoshalewa on Olubukola's Thoughts.⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #olubukolasthoughts ⁣#olubukolasthots #omoshalewa #africanauthorsandwriters #africanromancenovels #africanwritersoninstagram #africanfictionwriters #nigerianstories #nigerianauthors #nigerianfiction #instablogger #instawriter #naijaauthors #nigerianwriters (at Lagos, Nigeria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIl58wCFX7E/?igshid=1gzrvxvctks3r

Snippets from Omoshalewa ⁣ ⁣ “I think I should leave now.” She said as she stood up and adjusted her dress.⁣ ⁣ Tunde closed his eyes and nodded his head. “I think so too. You can leave.”⁣ ⁣ “Are you sure you will be okay?” Shalewa asked.⁣ ⁣ “I’m fine.” Tunde answered; his eyes still closed.⁣ ⁣ Shalewa stretched her hand to touch him but changed her mind and dropped it. She looked at herself in the mirror in his room, straightened out her hair and walked out.⁣  ⁣ ***⁣ As she walked down the stairs, her friends were smiling and winking at her. She sauntered towards them and informed them that she needed to leave. They were surprised but she lied that something came up in the office that needed her attention urgently.⁣ ⁣. . After Shalewa’s unceremonious exit, Tunde’s friends waited expecting to see him return downstairs. After about ten minutes, his friends urged Momoh to go check on him in his room. Tunde was still seated at the same spot he was when Shalewa left the room. He had his head in his hands and did not hear Momoh walk in.⁣ ⁣ “Guy, it’s your birthday. What are you doing here alone?”⁣ ⁣ Tunde looked up at his friend and sighed. “I don’t know what to do to get her to love me.”⁣ ⁣ “Abeg leave mata for Martha. Don’t let that dampen your spirit.” “Who knows you may meet someone else tomorrow who will fall hopelessly in love with you?” Momoh said shrugging.⁣ ⁣ Tunde gave his friend a confused look.⁣ ⁣ “C’mon, you should not keep your guests waiting. Let’s get back to the party.” Momoh said as he pulled up his friend from the bed and patted his back.⁣ ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ Read Omoshalewa on my blog by clicking the link in bio.⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #olubukolasthoughts #olubukolasthots #omoshalewa #africanauthorsandwriters #africanromancenovels #nigerianauthors #nigerianfiction #instablogger #instawriter #goodreads #bookblogger #bookstagrammer #bookaddict #bookoftheday #storyteller #wordsmith #nigerianwriterscommunity #nigerianblogger #africancreatives #authorscommunity #naijaauthors #africanfictionwriters #romancebooks (at Lagos, Nigeria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIbe9rhHPKF/?igshid=iuemlgfrvmpa

Excerpts from Omoshalewa ⁣ ⁣ “Thanks for the lunch, ma. It was nice.” Tunde said as they all stood up from the dining table and moved to the living room.⁣ ⁣ “You are welcome, my dear and I hope you visit more often.” Funke answered smiling.⁣ ⁣ “On Shalewa’s request, I would.”⁣ ⁣ “You do not have to wait for Shalewa’s consent to come over.” Bayo Samuel said matter-of-factly.  “This is like your second home. Remember, your late dad and I were buddies way back in the university. You are free to visit anytime.”⁣ ⁣ Tunde nodded his head.⁣ ⁣ “Shalewa, your mum and I would be in the study so you can have some time to catch up on old gists with Tunde.” Bayo smiled as he led his wife out of the living room.⁣ ⁣ “Okay daddy.” Shalewa answered, not appreciating the gesture. What gist did she have to catch up with Tunde? There was no history between them, so what was there to talk about?⁣ ⁣ They both sat down on opposite ends of the room watching the television. Since there was no history between them and they had nothing to talk about, they discussed about the issues on the television. Shalewa tried to be a good host but wondered if her parents knew that she wasn’t enthusiastic about their match making efforts.⁣ ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ Read the rest of this story by clicking the link in bio⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #olubukolasthoughts ⁣#olubukolasthots #omoshalewa #africanauthors #romancewriter #africanfiction #naijastories #nigerianauthors #bookoftheday #naijawriters #bookstagrammer #writersnetwork #instablogger #bloggersofinstagram #bookblogger #storyteller #readergram #authorscommunity #africanwriters #creativewriters #wordsmith #africanfictionwriters #ebookreaders #ebookstagram #writersinnigeria #naijabooklovers #naijablogger (at Nigeria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CHdvOzuFEe5/?igshid=7pi5xs7ikigk

Omoshalewa - Episode 2⁣ ⁣ “An important visitor! Well, let’s go see who this important visitor is.” Shalewa said to herself as she walked towards her bathroom suite.⁣ ⁣ As warm water from the shower coursed down her back, she remembered how she had fallen in love with one of her neighbours when she was fifteen. He was just a year older than her. They were both young and naïve but they had loved each other. The park opposite their houses was their favourite spot. They would take walks round it holding hands and gisting. They would sit in the park and talk for hours loosing track of time. They talked about school, their parents, movies and their dreams of the future. They never ran out of what to talk about. They were in different secondary schools as boarding students but that did not deter their friendship. They exchanged letters while they were in school and looked forward to every break in the school session. Everyone in the neighborhood knew where one was, the other had to be there.⁣ *⁣ *⁣ One afternoon during the mid-term break of their second year in the senior class, Akin Savage had come running to the park in tears. He looked flustered and was struggling to speak. Shalewa had been sitting down waiting for him. She grabbed him, shaking him as if he were a child that had been caught misbehaving. “What is it? Why are you crying?”⁣ ⁣ “My…my…my mum says I have to continue my education abroad.” He stammered as he choked on his words.⁣ ⁣ “Abroad? But why? Your school is one of the best in the country. Why do they want you to go abroad?” Shalewa had asked.⁣ ⁣ “She says that’s what my dad wants. I don’t know why. I have tried to explain to her that I don’t want to go but she would not listen. She says it has been concluded and that I am leaving in two days.”⁣ ⁣ “Does that mean I won’t see you again?” Shalewa asked; tears streaming down her cheeks.⁣ ⁣ “I don’t know.” He answered fidgeting. “Why does my dad want to separate us? Do you think he doesn’t want us to be together?”⁣ .⁣ .⁣ Read the rest of this episode on my blog by clicking the link in bio.⁣ ⁣ #olubukolasthoughts #olubukolasthots #omoshalewa #africanauthors #africanstories #africanwriters #lovestories (at Lagos, Nigeria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFxjFOqFQez/?igshid=yh4694orxuof