September 18th . Murtala Mohammed Airport, Lagos, Nigeria.
The Buzzer was fairly loud;
“Flight 302 has just landed! Flight 302 has just landed!” Chichi couldn’t help scanning the crowd carefully. Looking as beautiful as ever, Chichi stood still, clutching her bag. She was in a gaudy-looking Ankara gown. Her full virgin hair hung low on her shoulders, she sighed-and there he was. Joseph was at a close range now. He sighted her first. She smiled and he smiled back. He was wearing a chequered shirt, and well ironed, dark blue trousers. He shook her.
“I missed you.”
She spread her arms for a hug and the couples sealed by marriage, hugged affectionately. He sniffed, “I love your cologne.”
She was delighted.
‘‘It’s made of organic, sweet smelling flowers.” They walked to Chichi’s car now. The saloon car made a reverse now and headed for the express road. Joseph watched his wife drive, in an amusing way. Chichi shook her head.
“Come on, stop that.”
He bit his lip, “what?’’ He asked smiling.
“Sweetie, I am not so good at driving yet.”
Chichi laughed. “You win my heart, every time!’’ She batted her lashes gave him a feminine look. Then she whispered, ‘‘…Smart guy.”
Soon they were at home. The road was as free as breeze. Chichi turned off the engine, after opening the boot with her automatic button. Joseph started off loading his baggage now. She leaned on him,
“Guess what I cooked for my honey?”
Joseph paused,
“What?”
She smiled.
“Okra soup and pounded yam, just the way you like it.”
He turned to her and kissed her.
“Maybe I’ll be seeing a lot of surprises today.”
“Mmh.” she pursed her lips. “I HAVE A GRAND SURPRISE FOR YOU THIS EVENING.”