The Painful Pleasure (By TPP) samlak
The next day was a Tuesday, and
that day was bible study in
my church. I didn’t want to go, as I
could have just stayed in
the room to read. Because that was
a chance to see Aramide
again. I wore my only and best pair
of shoes, a white shirt
with a black pant, and a red tie. I
looked at myself in the
mirror, and I looked really good. So I
headed straight for
I got to church early, and I had to
seat in front. The 2nd row
precisely. In a service of about 800
people, how exactly was I
going to see Aramide? The pastor
really preached, as I could
remember that he was going up, and
coming down. My
mind wasn’t in the service. I was
just surveying the whole
congregation. But I couldn’t find
her. “Maybe she didn’t
come at all.” I thought to myself.
Aramide to me didn’t look
like someone who would miss
weekdays’ service unless she
has to be unavoidably absent.
After about 1 hour 30 minutes, the
whole programme ended
and we shared the grace. I looked
around, but couldn’t see
any ‘lookalike’ of her. Well, I had to
give up, as I was trying to
show a strong resolve, though I was
very sad on the inside.
As I was on the main road looking
for a bus, someone called
my name. “Dapo!” I knew it was her,
or let me say I wished it
was her. But you know, wishes do
come true. Indeed, it was
Aramide: I looked around and didn’t
see you, I thought you
Me: Really? I sat at the second row
in front. (The reply
should have been; same here, but I
didn’t want to be
Aramide: Hope you enjoyed the
Me: Definitely, I did. The man of
God is just so blessed and
Aramide: Did you hear when he
talked about the health
Me: Yeah, it was really profound. (I
didn’t listen to anything, I
just didn’t want to look like a bad
The buses were coming, but so many
people were there,
also trying to get a bus. Which means
that one would have to
struggle to enter the bus, since it
was just some minutes to
7pm, I just continued my
conversation with Aramide, and
didn’t bother rushing for the bus.
Aramide did same.
Me: So what church to you attend at
Aramide: Yeah sure.
Me: So you are a redeemer?
Aramide: (Laughing) Jesus is the
redeemer, and I’m just the
Me: Wow, nice analysis.
We continued discussing, and it was
interesting. We just continued. . .
Aramide: Actually, to be sincere, I’ve
been looking for you
since I entered church. Because
there is something I want to
ask you, and something I want to tell
Me: (My heart beat became ten
times faster, because the girl
in question is a girl I liked since the
first time I saw her. “Is
she going to ask me to date her? or
tell me she liked me? Or.
. .” I kept wondering what she
wanted to say as I prepared
my big YES for the big question. I
was keeping mute for too
long, so I had to say something) You
said you want to tell me
something, and ask me a question.
Which one do you want
to do exactly?
Aramide: (Laughing) Both.
Me: (Now it seems like it’s what I
was thinking, but I just kept
calm) So let’s hear the question.
Aramide: The question is: DO YOU. . .
What was the question?