By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
When the couple were done ordering a bunch of dishes from Chisom, the lady asked her husband, ‘Would you like to order a few more plate?’ the lady leaned her head on her husband’s shoulder, feeling very happy.
‘Why would I do that?’ the man understood why she had asked, but pretended not to know.
‘Because you eat like a wolf’, she pouted.
‘But this morning you told me to bring you to the city’s most luxurious shopping mall. Could it be the reason you’re acting so cute?’ he teased her, pinching her rosy cheek lovingly.
‘Honey, can’t you see there are so many people here?’ the woman turned her face shyly.
With the way they flaunted their love in public it seemed they were newly married. Old couples might not have time for this or perhaps might view this kind of show off as being childish. So it was obvious that the couple are still in their honeymoon stage, Chisom analysed as she stood there waiting patiently for them to finish their ordering.
‘Ma’am, anything else?’ Chisom asked, feeling like a third wheel in their lives.
‘No’, the woman gestured at Chisom to get the food they had ordered.
Chisom smiled and walked away. She came back carrying a tray full of steaming dishes. She carefully placed the tray on the small table, and then turned to leave.
The woman seemed like she remembered something. Hurriedly, she asked her husband, ‘Honey, what do you want to drink?’
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