I looked at myself in the mirror and a tear ran down my face, I quickly dabbed the tear with a tissue paper though the makeup was waterproof.
I cried because my dressing reminds me of my traditional wedding with Dayo, I was so happy then.
I quickly take that thinking off my mind, what I should be thinking right now is how to free myself and my family from all this whole crazy things.
"Once my family is freed my escape is next " I thought.
A knock on the door again.
" Come in" I answered from inside.
A well dressed man in suit cane to me and bow before me. " Maa'm the driver and your entourage are waiting for you downstairs".
"Entourage?" I asked in surprise because why would I need some entourage, I am still thinking of how to escape but with some entourage now how am I supposed to escaped? I asked myself in my thoughts.
" OK, I will join them soon" I stood up while the makeup artist takes some pictures of me with her cellphone and she follows me as I step out of the room and my maids quickly rushes to me While the makeup artist was using her hand to do my clothes very well.
When I step out there were bodyguards at the door post, then I walk down the stairs.
The house has 2 floors, the upper floor is where Mike's room was located and the second floor I don't know and I am not interested in knowing and the last floor is where the sitting rooms and dinning are probably maybe kitchen and I can't say what else could be there.
I walk down the stairs and I could see the workers in the house paused staring at me and I could hear some saying " the bride is beautiful " while some said " she' s not looking happy" while some said " she's lucky" as I walk into the compound, I could see A range rover sport at the front and a Rolls-Royce in the middle and the latest Lexus behind, all tinted glass, I could see 10 men dressed in black standing outside the cars while one of them quickly opens the backseat of the roll Royce for me and the makeup artist joined me at the back of the seat.
Two of the men in suit entered into the roll Royce with me.
One at the drivers seat and the other at the passengers seat.
Then the remaining 8 enters into the remaining 2cars.
The makeup artist keeps giving me a touch up on my make up.
Then I started thinking, if not for stupidity or should I say this is an obsession, why would a man forces marriage with an already married woman with kids like me? why would he marry a married woman in absentia of her family and friends? will his family as well attend a stupid marriage like this? I do not know them they do not know me , their is nothing like a formal introduction, this is really crazy i thought, anyways not my bizness, it's not like a real wedding to me anyways.