™ When I was dating my wife, I visited her house to see her one time. It was late at night. It was one of those few times I would visit and meet her father at home. This time he was home and seated at the balcony. I went over to sit with him and we got talking. He asked me why I had come so late. "Are you the kind of man that keeps late nights?" He asked. I stuttered. "No no no, sir. I don't. As a matter of fact, I was home all through today?" "Why? You lost your Job?" "No sir. Today I am off duty. I just came to see her." "You mean you drove all the way from your house to see her by this time?" I chuckled and cleaned sweat from my face. "Yes, daddy. I missed her and she requested I come see her and say goodnight to her physically before I go to bed." He laughed. "So what happened to the phone call goodnight. Is she tired of that? Why does she want a physical goodnight." "Daddy I don't know o." "Okay. So have you said goodnight to her?" "She is helping Mama in the kitchen. She asked me to wait for some time." "Okay, she wants to give you my food for dinner. So she is asking you to wait got it to dorn ehn?" I laughed. "No sir. I think mummy engaged her." "You people have not said the truth. You have not told me the reason you came to my house by 9pm to just say goodnight to my daughter." "Sir that is the reason. True. I won't lie." He nodded his head and said okay. We talked about other things and while still talking my wife emerged from the kitchen cleaning hands. She asked me to stand so she could walk me to the car. Her father looked at her. "So you had to suffer a young man, to drive all the way to your house to say goodnight physically to you. Won't you consider fuel? Fuel is expensive these days." My wife chuckled. "Daddy... It's a punishment. He knows what he did." I said goodnight to her father and went to the kitchen to say goodnight to her mother. When we went out we stood in a dark spot, where I had parked my car. My wife told me that she invited me because she just wanted to kiss me physically before going to bed. I smiled. The moment I pulled her close to kiss her, the father cleared his throat. He was just standing behind us. "So this is the special goodnight. You want to kiss my daughter's lips eh? Have you paid?" I was scared. He told his daughter to go back inside and walked to me. "Praises, when you pay, the lips will be yours. For now, all you get is a hug." I nodded my head, thanked him, entered my car, and drove off. On our wedding day in church, he was there. The moment the Pastor told me to kiss the bride. I raised her veil and turned and looked at the father. The man was looking at me. I was looking at him. We both knew why we were looking at each other. I turned to his daughter and grabbed her close to me. Me and my wife that day spent over 4 minutes kissing. The church had to stand up to clap. After service, the father met me outside and said to me. "You think you can pepper me, shey. You kissed my daughter to pepper me." I laughed. He laughed too. #taghardtruth