Chapter 4: The Real Five Years

When I see this video, likes don reach tens of thousands. Na so notifications dey blow my phone, people dey tag each other, dey share for WhatsApp status.

People for comment section dey hail:

[Ah, this couple fine die. I dey fall for them.]

[Chai, na pure love couple be this. E sweet, hope dey for us.]

[So sweet. Abeg, una must happy. God go bless una together.]

You go see 'God when?' everywhere. Some dey beg for Morayo skincare routine join.

I just dey look the video, lost. For like five minutes, I no even blink. My body just dey cold.

Morayo really like Tunde like that? I dey ask myself, na real be this? This love na the same one she show me before? She don forget?

Like, she just wipe her memory, erase everything wey we share?

Five years ago, na that time we marry. Five good years ago, for Ikeja registry, our people dey dance shaku-shaku, my uncle dey spray fifty naira notes. Na that time our love sweet pass.

No lie. We be Romeo and Juliet for our own street. Everybody dey talk about us. Even though we no get money, happiness full our body.

We dey manage, dey laugh anyhow. Beans and garri be our jollof, but love dey steady.

But now, for that video, she talk say she wish her five-years-ago self fit meet Tunde first.

So that means our whole love story na mistake for her eye? My chest dey pain me, I just look my palm like say answer go appear there.

Usually, na here I go scatter my room, break remote, call Morayo number hundred times. Go grab my phone, begin call Morayo, ask her questions. If she no answer, I go scatter things for flat, shout anyhow. Neighbours go hear me dey rant, my voice go reach next compound.

But this time—

I just sit down, no move. My mind blank. Even my heart beat slow. Na only my eye dey red.

All those comments wey suppose pain me just dey pass like code for computer. I dey see 'Awww' everywhere, but na like say I dey watch film wey no concern me.

Then, as if something just comot for my mind, scatter. E be like something snap for my brain, the rope just cut. Small relief mix with pain.

I surprise say—

I no even feel anything for what Morayo do. Na shock. I just realize say all my emotion don dry. Wetin remain na dust.

Obsession fit happen in one second, understanding too fit happen in one second.

Na true talk. As if God just open my eye, my body calm.

Na so I take make that call earlier. I just know say time reach to end story.