BOOK 3: DIRIM’S MAN
Here we have Dirim Anyanwnu whose sister, Uche, is about to get married… to Dirim’s ex-boyfriend! Dirim’s mother, in the hopes of saving her daughter some pity looks from the extended family that were descending on the wedding convinces her daughter that she needs to have a date, if for no other reason than to quell sympathy looks and questions.
Dirim reluctantly agrees to take Chichi, her mother’s best friend’s son. She’s so reluctant because they had met years earlier as teenagers and had not gotten along. Skip ahead to the wedding weekend and nerdy little Chichi is now hunky Dubem. The pair finds out that despite their previous dislike of each other as kids, they are now very attracted to each other.
And so ensues hilarity as Dubem and Dirim wade through the waters of crazy aunts, drunken parents sharing too much information, drama queen bride, former flames and falling in love.
Dirim’s man leaves you wishing the story was a bit longer…
Excerpt from Dirim’s Man
“Mother, I won’t,” Chidubem said firmly.
“I see.” Two simple words. They didn’t matter in and of themselves. It was the tone that was going to come back and bite him in the ass. He could feel the teeth already.
“We’ll ignore the fact that Ujunwa Anyanwu is my best friend,” his mother said, staring at him from across his desk.
They were in his office at the school premises. His mother had dropped by unexpectedly.
“We’ll ignore the fact that Uju has asked for my help.”
If only that were true, he thought, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his temple.
“You could do it for Dirim,” his mother said. “She’s such a nice girl.”
Never words to make a single man’s heart beat faster, he thought grimly. “Dirim and I don’t get along.”
Granted, it had been a lot of years ago, but he remembered that hot afternoon clearly. His mother had insisted he come along with her to her best friend’s home. He’d agreed and regretted the decision the second Dirim had looked at him, then sighed with obvious disappointment.
Dirim had been optionated, only interested in the football match she was watching and obviously contemptuous of him. Sure, he’d been a nerd and awkward, and he’d never communicated well with others. But she’d been difficult and unfriendly. She’d also threatened to beat him up. At the time, she probably could have.
“Things could be different now,” his mother said. “She’s lovely.”
His mother straightened in her chair. Nenye Edozien was small, but he knew better than to judge her by her size.”
“Do you remember nine years ago when I had breast cancer?” she asked.
He held his groan and nodded. Not this, he thought. Anything but this.
“You were in South Africa. I didn’t want you to know how bad it was because I wanted you to focus on your studies.”
“Mum – ” he began.
She held up a hand. “When you came home, you were worried. I promised you I would get better.” She paused expectantly.
“I said I would do anything if you would,” he said dutifully.
“I kept my promise. Now it’s time to keep yours. You’re going to be Dirim’s date for the wedding. You’ll spend four days at her family house in Asaba, and you’ll do everything to make Dirim feel special.”
Chukwunna. Father God. Why couldn’t he be like some of his friends and never talk to his parents? Why did he and his mother have to get along? Except for this obsession with Dirim Anyanwu, his mum was a great woman to have around. They’d always been able to talk and he respected her opinion. But right now he would give anything for a brief but meaningful estrangement.
“Mum,” he began, then shook his head. It was four days. Surely he could survive that. “Fine. You win.”
She smiled broadly. “Good. Imela. You have done well. Uju was there for me every day when I was sick. I’m so happy to finally be able to repay her, at least a little.”
“You’re selling out your only son. What will the neighbours think?”
“That it’s about time you found yourself a wife.”
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