Arike’s POV
“Perhaps are you expecting someone? Oh wait! Lemme guess Busayomi is coming right?" He asked.
"No, she just left few hours ago." I answered.
"So why is there so much food on the table?" He asked again. No response.
Why am I scared right now?
"Did you predicted my visit and cooked my favorite?!" He smiled. "Awnnnn that's so cute. You're such a darling." He patted my head.
"No Dayo -" I stopped him when he tried to hug me. "I didn't set the table for you."
"Okay..." He settled in one of the chairs.
I summoned the courage to say the words. He can't kill me but I am just worried about what he would say and how he would react.
"Bamidele is coming to have dinner with me."
He dropped the plate he was holding and looked up at me. "You're kidding right?" He chuckled. When I say chuckle - it was devious.
"I am serious." I said.
"No you can't be serious!" He shouted and I jumped. I should have prepared for his reaction.
"I invited him over."
