The matchmaker

"Thanks so much, because of you I have this beautiful woman in my life, am really grateful" Mr James expressed his gratitude holding his wife hand, I felt jealous.



"It is nothing" I said with a fake smile.



"We will get going then" he said and stood up with his wife and exited my office.



My name is Ariyike Adisa, aged 30, beautiful but for nothing. I'm the owner of Ariyike matchmaking agency, from a young age I have always had the gift of matching people together, after obtaining my university degree I spent 2 years unemployed. So I started working as a matchmaker, matching people together.



It is just a pity that I always match people up but I can't find a suitor myself.



I have never had a serious relationship before, and I've my had my fair share of bad breakups and cheating boyfriends.



My situation has become disheartening for both me and my mom.



I will be clocking 30 soon but I have no boyfriend not to talk of fiance.



People come to me for help but they never knew I was the one in need of help.



I picked my bag and head out of my office.



"You are going home already" shade my secretary asked.



"Yes dear, finish with what you are doing and go home straight. Don't go to your boyfriend's place" I said and she smiled.



"Copy boss" she said and I head out.



I went to the car park, open my car door and entered. I braced my head on the steering



"How can you be so clumsy at everything? Do I always have to point out your mistakes?"



"Can you for once? Just once be perfect,uhn?" I shout at Bimpe my secretary.



"Am sorry sir" she apologized shaking in fears.



"Get out of my office!" I yelled at her and loose my tie a bit as she left.



Today has just been messy, my uncle threatened me to bring a girl home or he'll chose a random girl for me.



Shit, this is so frustrating.



My name is Seye Oludare, the owner of Dare company, a billionaire.



I won't say am that handsome but at least am not bad looking and most importantly am smart and I don't believe in the word called love.



Well I have never experienced one, but I know the word love is hopeless, I know because I have seen one.



My problem now is the so called tradition in our family. It is very important that a male must get married before he reach 30, and am clocking 30 soon but I ain't ready for any marriage.



But that seems difficult because of my uncle, who has insisted that I must get married or he'll pick a girl for me. Knowing fully well that idea won't favour me, I was given a month to look for a bride.



Am completely pissed off, staying in this office piss me off more.



I need a drink, just get myself high and forget about these whole stuff.



I picked my phone and dialed my friend Tim's number.



"Hey man" he picked at first ring.



"I need a drink, come with the usual" I said knowing he got what I said.



"Ok man" he said understanding what I meant.



"Same location right?" He asked.



"Yea, my place" I said and hung up.



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"So you mean your uncle gave you a month to look for a bride?" Tim asked with a chuckle.



"I know guy, is it a sin to stay single for the rest of my days?" I asked as I smoked a blunt of weed.



Not a big fan but I smoke sometimes, when needed especially when I'm stressed.



"So what are you going to do now?" He asked.



"Believe me, I don't know" I said and drank some alcohol.



"What if I have a perfect idea?" He said with a crooked smile.







I got home, stepped out of the car.



"Ariyike the matchmaker" My mom's friend greeted me as she came out of my house.



"How are you doing ma?" I asked.



"Am good, thank you so much for my son's marriage" she said.



"It is nothing ma" I said.



"Hmm but Ariyike you aren't getting younge