In Search Of Mr Perfect (Episode 17)

Her mind was made up, she stepped forward and entered the cab without saying a word to Victor, then slammed the door.

Victor smiled slightly as Imabasi watched him converse with Miriam delightedly.

Moments later, Miriam joined her in the car, as the taxi guy drove off.

“You took a lot of time talking with that cheat and his ugly looking girlfriend.” Imabasi said with a tinge of anger in her tone.

Miriam gave a loud laugh and then drew in a deep breath. “You’re just jealous.”

“Me, jealous? I am not jealous of him. I am only angry, that all those while he was after me, he had a girlfriend he was getting married to.”

“That’s not true Ima. Victor just met this girl few weeks ago.”

“He should have waited a bit longer!” She squealed.

“He waited enough!”

“I don’t wanna sound like I’m jealous, but that girl is really ugly. And she talks too much, what sort of a woman is that?”

Miriam glanced at her with a sardonic twist to her lips. “That girl is beautiful. For a white girl, she is Beautiful, and your supposed boyfriend is madly in love with her. He told me so.”

“Who cares?” Imabasi said disgustingly with a wave of hand.

“If you didn’t care, you wouldn’t be talking about it.”

“I don’t give a damn about Victor or his ugly white girlfriend. What exactly do Nigerian men find in white girls?”

“Because white girls love unconditionally without citing their flaws to their face!”

Without a word, Imabasi crossed her arms across her breasts, as pains kept hunting her thoughts.

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Few weeks to Miriam’s Wedding; Imabasi, Miriam and Richard were all set for Nigeria.

Imabasi was arranging some piles of clothes in a big box, while Miriam had the boxes cleaned with a rag.

“My mom said I shouldn’t arrive Nigeria without perfumes and Hannah Montana shower gels.” Imabasi said shrilly.
Miriam giggled.

“It’s good she didn’t tell you not to come back without a husband this time.” She grinned at her in a funny way and chuckled.

“You’re now making fun of my single life because you’re getting married right? If I didn’t bring you to London, would you have met a cute white dude like Richard ever in your life? Not even in your dreams. But suddenly, I have turned to someone you would make a joke out of.” Imabasi said with a deadly calm voice.

“Aw hell. You keep bringing up this ‘bringing me to london gist.’ I am tired of hearing it. I have thanked you enough, that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t joke as friends.”

“I helped you. You shouldn’t make jokes out of my single life. I ain’t stupid.”

“I am about to help you too.” Miriam said as she pulled out a brown file out of a box and handed it to her.

“That’s a letter of acceptance for a job at the most expensive boarding school in London. The salary is awesome. They have a beautiful staff quarters, so you won’t need to pay rents anymore.”

Imabasi collected the envelop reluctantly and opened it.

“How did you get the job?” She asked after reading the paper.

“Well, I used your name to apply online. You will be interviewed in one month. They will email you when the time for interview comes.” Miriam reeled off.

“Thank you.” Imabasi said as she hugged Miriam tight to herself. “You’re my true friend and the sister I never had.”

“It’s okay. I am paying you back for your love. At least, you will stop nagging about how you brought me to London.”

Imabasi slapped her back playfully. “You know I say these things out of anger. I never meant them. Sometimes you piss me off.”

Her heart was filled with joy as she thought of working at her new school. It was the best job she would ever have in London.

Credit: Vicky Bon