•Why Dabota vacated their matrimonial home with her paraphernalia flung after her
•How Aku wept and wailed like a bad-tempered banshee
Even the most formidable nobility in the world transforms into a lady’s fool, when caught in the pleasure trove of love.
Full-length mink coats, a new Mercedes Benz 4matic or Range Rover Evoque and a tastefully furnished apartment or mansion in highbrow Banana Island, Victoria Island, Lagos, makes falling in love with an older man a.k.a Sugar Daddy, pretty easy and so much fun for a young lady.
Add to the mix, unrestricted access to gold and platinum credit cards and the innumerable possibilities presented by the sugar daddy’s ownership of a private jet, and you have a gleeful, girly paramour whose joy knows no limits. A private jet is no doubt a game-changer, it presents the girl, lady or sugar baby, if you like, cozy prospects, like the possibility of flying by private jet to Europe just to spend some days in an exclusive sauna or salon getting her hair and nails done.
One Lagos sugar baby even has a bank account set up where her much older companion deposits $10,000 a month to cover “incidentals” like Chanel bags, Hermes belts and the latest Louboutins.
Although some would readily cite falling in love truly with her rich old lover but that is simply one defense that could hardly stand the test of doubts and intolerant criticisms by less permissive and conservative sections of the contemporary society. Nonetheless, it is noteworthy that the rules of dating and marriage are changing and Nigerian ladies would not be caught napping in the global dash for the sugar daddy with the deep pocket.Ask Dabota Lawson, the former beauty queen who ‘married’ Novena Boss, Sunny Aku not too long ago.
Interestingly, however, a mistress should be like a little country retreat near the town, not to dwell in constantly, but only for a night and away. But Sunny, who lost his last wife to the cold hands of death years ago, did not know that. Maybe he knew, he was simply too carried away to give a hoot about the truism; whatever, the truth is, he has definitely learnt his lesson as you read. That Aku was head over heels in love with his trophy wife, Dabota, was an open secret; but that he went in too deep till he began to live a fantasy, probably didn’t register on his friends, associates and family.
Now, its official! Their mutual attraction has run its full course and has thus flickered out like a dying firelight. Dabota has moved out of their matrimonial home.
Other miseries only speak but heartbreak shrieks out. Yet each couple extinguishes the flames of their love as it pleases them. Some do it with a bitter look, some with a flattering word. Some do it with a kiss and others by infidelity. Ask Sunny and Dabota, they would definitely have their pick from the pack.
Dabota has walked out of her seemingly blissful union with Aku citing incompatibility among other irreconcilable differences. What came as a shock to those who know the ‘couple’ was that they put up a façade of bliss everywhere they went during their ill-fated relationship and made many look forward to getting hooked to sugar daddy. They were never shy to reiterate how much they were in love; holding hands and cooing into their ears and looking straight into each other’s eyes.
Theirs seemed to be a love affair made in heaven but disrupted by the wiles, whims and ways of the parties involved. The allegations and counter-allegations are as wide as they are wild.
After his unsavoury romance with Dabota, Aku has decided to hibernate and sequester himself from social circles where he was hitherto a primus inter pares. The day the ill-fated union crashed, he was broken and battered. He wept and wailed like a bad-tempered banshee. Nothing happen. Dabota has moved on.
