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Of course, I felt very happy about the News. It was almost as if I had preempted the entire outcome of the situation. Hmmm, I felt the sense of gratification. However, my cake still looked beautiful. Kunle and I sat down to some kind of celebration. I had hurriedly made some salad and more lemonade. We listened to some inspiring music. It was indeed, a day to remember. That night, as I retired to bed, I kept looking at my phone the entire time, waiting for Victor's call....

It was a very beautiful cake, I could see lots of colors on the cake; ranging from pink, red, blue and of course my favorite color, gold. I was short of words. Here I was thinking that something had happened to Kunle, only for him to have come up with this surprise, o.k.a.y, not a bad one!  "Kunle, I am so grateful, I mean...when did you have time to put this together?" I managed to speak. "Well, Trish, this was just my very own well kept secret and a way of saying 'Thank you'. Kunle replied. I was a little confused. " em...did you say 'Thank you'? I asked. "Yes Trish, your advice eventually paid off. Mum is out of the loan trouble" Kunle announced.

It was a very beautiful cake, I could see lots of colors on the cake; ranging from pink, red, blue and of course my favorite color, gold. I was short of words. Here I was thinking that something had happened to Kunle, only for him to have come up with this surprise, o.k.a.y, not a bad one!  "Kunle, I am so grateful, I mean...when did you have time to put this together?" I managed to speak. "Well, Trish, this was just my very own well kept secret and a way of saying 'Thank you'. Kunle replied. I was a little confused. " em...did you say 'Thank you'? I asked. "Yes Trish, your advice eventually paid off. Mum is out of the loan trouble" Kunle announced.

 With a swift prompting, I stood up to listen up again for the door bell, just to be double sure that I wasn't just imagining things. There, the door bell rang again, even louder. Very expectant that, that would be Kunle, I moved towards the door and opened it. I got one of the most lovely surprise of my life. [3/28, 11:47 PM] ejiro: It was Kunle, standing as one of those cartoon characters with a very big cake on his head. "Happy birthday, Trishia!" He said as he smiled from ear to ear. Oh mine!, it was my birthday and I had forgotten! Kunle placed the cake on the table.

 As I dialed Kunle's number, my heart throbbed like it was running a marathon race. I really did not know what to expect. Kunle's number rang for a while undisrupted but suddenly there was dead silence. I tried his line again and then there was a prompt that said the phone was switched off. I gasped in total disbelief!  Time was ticking and I was completely clueless on what to do. Here I was, all alone in a house that wasn't mine. I wondered if I had not added more trouble to myself. Who was I to turn to? Who was I to present my complaint to? In fact, somewhere within, I knew I was doomed. By this time it was already 5.00am in the morning, before long, I slept off again. Suddenly the door bell rang.

I don't know if it's me or just some sort of personal instinct but one thing I'm sure of is that I woke up startled, like I had some kind of nightmare or so. Anyway, just as I mentioned before, I had slept off and by the time I became conscious, I noticed it was some few minutes pass 2.00am. I couldn't believe my eyes. Now I really became worried, very worried. Kunle was yet to return. I decided to give him a call.

Quickly, I put on my phone to see if there was any chance of a message from Kunle but there was known. Slowly, I began to grow weary. My mind pondered on Kunle's whereabout. It was quite unusual of him not to be home by that hour, in fact he had never stayed so long. Well, I thought, there was There was a first time for everything. I was exhausted so I helped myself with some lemonade, very chilled lemonade. I was also lucky to spot some cookies beside a lamp stand. Bits by bits, I consumed my little snack while I quietly prayed for Kunle's return. I couldn't even imagine me just left alone in the house; what if his people stumped the house, what explanation would I give. I took some more lemonade just to step down my tension and then I slept off.