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The Mr. Perfect Series by Evi Idoghor: My Journey to Happily Ever After

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I am a thirty-something-year-old single woman. Actually, I just turned the big 3-0 a few months ago. I love romance. I love relationships. I love love; this has led me to adjudge myself a hopeful romantic. I moved to a new city a little over a year ago, and my dating life has been nonexistent. Until a few months ago.

After I broke up with my ex, four years before this big move, I locked up my heart and threw away the key. I could not trust men for anything. I was done. The whole break up saga pushed me closer to God, and I wasn’t willing to settle for any man less than the one God had for me.

Anyway, fast forward a couple of months after the demise of my relationship, I was at a friend’s birthday party when this excellent looking guy walked in. I definitely know how to spot a handsome guy, which was what landed me in the mess I found myself in in the first place.

Party crush was fresh, had this glowing brown skin. He wore a plaid long sleeve shirt, denim pants, and brown drivers. Was he a friend to the hosts of the party? A friend of a friend? Other girls at the party couldn’t take their eyes off him as well. He was a breath of fresh air. I almost melted away when he commanded my attention, with one hand resting on the tip of my shoulder, gently asking me (a complete stranger), where my friend was. I answered, doing backflips in my mind, thinking: OMG! OMG! Our paths just crossed, could he be the one? I know, I know, I thought I was done with men; but I also thought I had seen all of God’s beautiful creation until I came in contact with party crush. My friend’s husband, being the sharp guy that he was, introduced me to party crush. After exchanging hellos, that was it.

As soon as things started winding down, I hurried to my friend’s side, asking her to give me everything about who this bloke was. She went: Oh, you are interested in him? Of course, I was. Had she seen him? She wore a concerned look on her face. I thought, ‘Oh, oh, here we go again. This one may not be good for me. Why are all the fine guys always bad boys?’

I heard her say, “He is a solid Christian.” What? “That’s not an issue now,” I replied. She continued “He doesn’t even go for parties where they have the lights off.” But that was the kind of man I was looking for, abi she didn’t believe in my own brand of Christianity? My thoughts back to her. One of my friends teased, saying, Abi, Evi, you go for parties where they are offing light?

Then she came up with the real reason: he only dated exotic looking girls. He did not like being hooked up and there were a lot of girls who were dying on top his matter in church.

“Ah! You just dissed me oh,” I told her. Still, she agreed to hook me up and asked that I send some pictures. I went to one of my friends to help me select the very best ones. You know, the photos where I was slaying, so I could forward them for a possible chance to be chosen, (like the contestants on the dating show The Bachelor) and she said to me, “Evi, you are beautiful, you don’t need to be doing all this for a man, the right one will come.” Yea yea yea! They were words of wisdom but I still sent the pictures. No dulling!

I can’t remember if the matchmaker forwarded them, but Mr. Christian Guy, aka Party Crush, and I never amounted to anything.

That was three years ago. Since I moved to a new city, I hadn’t even been on one date. Or come in contact with a man as handsome as Party Crush. Well, I was used to being by myself, so it wasn’t a big deal. I barely went out, my brother continually teasing that the man I was looking for would knock on my door one day (wouldn’t that make for a Disney fairytale story?). Then on the one year anniversary of my moving to a new city, I went out on a date. The first date in four years. Yes, guys, it has been hard out here in these streets.

It was one sunny Sunday afternoon, after church, while my cousin and I were trying to make it back to our car, when I caught Mr. Not so Perfect’s attention. I was walking past his car when he said something to me, and I stopped to hear him out. He asked if he could get my phone number. In my head I was thinking, “I am not going to stand by your car, while you are in it, asking for my number. You better come down from your vehicle and talk to me.” But in reality, I smiled and told him that my feet were hurting from the heels I was wearing and needed to sit down. So he came down from his car and hurriedly followed behind me.

Standing by the window of my car, he asked for my number and I gave it to him. While he was trying to save it on his phone, he asked for the clarification of my name, and went ahead to spell it correctly in one go. My name is a straightforward name, but people call me all sorts. From Eve to Evelyn to Evie to Ovi to Wawi (the kids I used to babysit called me that), and even if I don’t mind the destruction of my name, when it comes to spelling it, I am very particular about that one. And Mr. Not so Perfect got it right at once, which led me to think: Could he be the one?

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Evi’s story is a 7-part series and this is just the beginning. Tune in every Monday for a weekly dose of the journey to Mr. Perfect. 

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Evi Idoghor is a Christian, writer, content creator, & contributor. Consumed by her love for writing and desire to effect change, she launched her online platform Let's Talk Nation (letstalknationblog.com), to tap into her creativity and start meaningful conversations that would make a difference around the world. When she is not writing, spends her time talking, reading and binge watching her favorite shows.

28 Comments

  1. heelllp

    November 12, 2018 at 11:09 am

    Not to take from this story but I need advice from y’all.

    I met a guy at Transcorp Hilton 2 months ago. I was staying in the hotel. Okay let me say the truth, I went on an official trip but my seat mate on the plane invited me to stay in his hotel room with him. I knew I could never be tempted to do anything with this man so I agreed and I swear nothing happened. It was at breakfast I met fine bobo oh oh and there was chemistry.

    Somehow, he found out about my reason for staying when I put the story on my watsapp status (we were beginning to like each other and I didn’t want lies to ruin it, so I mumuishly told the truth). The guy felt really bad oh but we talked about it.

    when I got to Lagos, my phone packed up so I used my official line for a while. When I got my phone back, I realised he had been calling and sending messages. I returned them and we’ve been speaking once in a while but I sense the guy is scared. the kind of ‘yellow, fresh girl like this, she go get plenty guys scared.’ and that’s not the kind of female I am, I’m very down to earth. He has been open about himself. keeps inviting me to his house which I refused and now I feel I’ve lost a good one.

    Oil and gas guy oh, fiiiine, polite and a christian (as in you try to make a sexual move, he’s tempted but doesn’t fall christian). When I found out the last bit, I almost slapped myself.

    Advice me biko.

    • Cocoa

      November 12, 2018 at 6:07 pm

      Stay single.

      You’re no where near ready to mingle. Spend time getting to know God. He will show you who you are..from what you’ve written…you don,t know who you are yet. And trust me…that’s the first human you want to know..YOU.

      All the best.

    • bolintin

      November 13, 2018 at 11:23 am

      What a wahu….This generation is daring mehn!
      You meet a man on the plane and he tells you to come sleep in his hotel room and follow him ……and you were on official assignment not olosho runs. Did your office not give you hotel allowance? When you slept in the room what now happened? Did you take the bed with you?

      Nne, I think you should work on yourself first. You are too conscious of your sexuality and you are abusing it. I think you might also hurt the poor guy so let him be for now please.

      When you have grown in character you will meet again or meet someone else.

    • Husband Material

      November 14, 2018 at 2:47 pm

      It’s not too late, it’s never too later, just be open and let everything fall in place

  2. GraceOfGOD

    November 12, 2018 at 1:08 pm

    @Evi Idoghor,

    Good Day Evi. Just to say THANK YOU for sharing this BEAUTIFUL story. I look forward to reading the next CHAPTER. Have a GREAT day and stay BLESSED 🙂

    • Evi

      November 12, 2018 at 10:01 pm

      Thank you for reading! God bless!!

  3. Evi

    November 12, 2018 at 1:20 pm

    Hi Evi!
    My name is Evi as well. I can so relate with being called all sorts. From Ivy, Evelyn, Eve, Ivory, Eva. All sorts I tell you, recently someone spelt me name as Evil. I was terrified.
    I hope this story leads to a perfect ending. Because, I love love too.

    • Evi

      November 12, 2018 at 9:59 pm

      Yay!! I never come across my name Sake! Yea just simple Evi, they complicate it lol. I hope it ends perfectly as well. Thanks for reading.

    • KL

      November 19, 2018 at 6:51 pm

      My Evidence baby!!! Lol. It is KL here

    • Evi

      November 20, 2018 at 11:05 pm

      Hi boo

    • Oreoluwa

      November 13, 2018 at 5:10 pm

      Evil… Hahahaha, looks to me like autocorrect did that!!!!

  4. Saywhatnow

    November 12, 2018 at 5:07 pm

    Ayeeee Evi…we gat to wait another week..Nice one

    • Evi

      November 12, 2018 at 10:00 pm

      Hahaha yup

  5. NGz

    November 13, 2018 at 12:21 am

    Wawi!!! Can’t believe i have to wait 6 more weeks to get the full gist!!!! Nicely done though! i’ll be here next week 🙂

    • Evi

      November 13, 2018 at 3:52 pm

      Thank you!! Yup you have to wait. Be sure to come back.

  6. Jeni

    November 13, 2018 at 1:25 pm

    I’m waiting with baited breath for the next read as well as My Mr Perfect. 🙂

    • Evi

      November 13, 2018 at 3:53 pm

      Hahaha I pray you find him. The series promises to get more interesting, you wait wouldn’t be in vain.

  7. Anwuli

    November 13, 2018 at 1:39 pm

    Evi, great read as always and by the way my daughter’s name is Evi too.

    • Evi

      November 13, 2018 at 3:54 pm

      Awwww thanks, Evi is such a beautiful name.

  8. FKD

    November 13, 2018 at 1:51 pm

    Evi Evi!!! It’s ON haha love it! Totally look forward to reading the remaining parts. You know we the fans just love your writing ANYWAY but yea, single hope-FULL romantics like myself shall be guzzling this content up :*

    • Evi

      November 13, 2018 at 3:54 pm

      Hahaha thanks Kunbi!! Keep coming back. And tell people about it.

  9. Oreoluwa

    November 13, 2018 at 5:12 pm

    Evi!!!! You’ve got me for the next 6 weeks already !!! Great write-up….

    • Evi

      November 13, 2018 at 8:51 pm

      Yay!! Thank you!!

  10. Onome

    November 14, 2018 at 3:17 am

    Eviiiiiiiiì looking fwd to next week. weldone???
    abeg we want Mr perfect ooh??

    • Evi

      November 14, 2018 at 10:56 am

      Hahahaha!! I want him too!! Wait till next week. Thank you!!

  11. Idara

    November 18, 2018 at 12:38 am

    Really engaging. Impatiently waiting for the end. LOL.. Well done Evi.

  12. Dr.N

    November 19, 2018 at 4:42 pm

    Is this our Christian version of SGIT?
    We loveeet!

    • Evi

      November 20, 2018 at 11:04 pm

      Hahahahaha!! Thanks dear ❤️

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