PHOTOS: 'How we met' - Amina & Olugboyega share Beautiful Story

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Their parents were very good friends and as a result, they grew to know each other during friendly family visits.  As time passed by, they fell deeply in love and knew that forever was the only way to go. As they set out for their perfect love journey, we can’t but marvel over the magic of love and how it beautifully shows up just at the right time. Their pre-wedding photos are a breath of fresh air and the beauty in each frame will get you hooked.

Enjoy their pre-wedding shoot and love story below:


How we met
By the bride, Amina:

Our love story is a beautiful blend of fate, friendship, and intertwined family ties spanning decades. Over the past 20 years, our families shared laughter, memories, and cherished moments, laying the foundation for our journey together. For me, the story began during one of our family visits when I was just 15 years old. I recall the joyous atmosphere filled with laughter and camaraderie.

 

During this gathering, Olugboyega’s father jokingly prophesied that I would marry one of his sons as I hopped into the car with my family to head home. Little did we know then that his playful remark held a glimmer of truth that would shape our future. Fast forward to today, and that whimsical prophecy has blossomed into reality, becoming the cornerstone of our love story—a testament to the unexpected twists of fate.
 
How we met
By the groom, Olugboyega:

For me, our journey is a testament to the enduring power of friendship and the magic of an instant connection. When we first met, there was a spark that lit up our hearts, a feeling of coming home. Our love grew organically, nurtured by shared experiences, mutual respect, and unwavering support from our families. As we stand on the threshold of forever, ready to exchange vows and 
  
Our love story blends past memories with future dreams, guided by fate and the love of our families. Together, we embark on this adventure hand in hand, knowing that our love is a culmination of years of friendship, shared laughter, and the undeniable bond that ties our families together.

 
How we met
By the bride, Amenze:

George and I met at a get-together hosted by a mutual friend. I went by myself which was unusual for me. I was supposed to meet one of my girlfriends there, but she was ultimately unable to attend. As an introvert, I kept second-guessing because I wasn’t sure if I would know anyone there. Something in my spirit told me to go, despite my hesitation. I decided to listen to my gut and went alone. I had to call an Uber because I just discovered that day I had a flat tyre. When I arrived at the event, I looked around and said ‘hello’ to everyone. I noticed one seat near the door that was available and sat down. George just so happened to be seated next to me. He started the conversation, and we ended up talking the entire evening. George made me laugh, and he had this amazing energy that drew me in.

 
We went our separate ways as the get together concluded. As George walked down the street towards his car, I wondered if I would get to see him again. Moments later, my Uber arrived. I climbed into the backseat and shut the door, but the driver didn’t start driving. He refused to take me home. When I asked him why, ironically he told me he had a flat tire. I said, “you just got a flat tire right now?” and he said yes, that I needed to find another ride. Feeling confused, I got out, walked back to our friend’s porch and called another ride. To make matters worse, it started raining. I covered my head with my jacket and waited for my ride. Suddenly, I looked up and saw a figure walking back towards me. It was George. I asked him what happened, did he forget something? He replied that he forgot his “phone charger”… lol. We started talking again and exchanged numbers right before my new Uber arrived.

 

How we met
By the groom, George:

Prior to officially meeting Amenze, I was friends with Amenze’s older brother, Zusi where we often hung out at numerous events that he invited my friends and I to. One of his events was his joint birthday event he held with Amenze. At that time, I was unaware that Zusi had a sister. When I first entered Zusi and Amenze’s birthday gathering, Zusi welcomed me and briefly introduced me to Amenze where I wished her a Happy Birthday. My initial inherent reaction was, “oh wow she’s cute”. However, I immediately shut down any ideas of pursuing her since I deemed it inappropriate due to the respect I had for her older brother. As the night progressed, I noticed Amenze cleaning on her birthday and thought it was weird for her to be cleaning on her special day. Therefore, as a gentleman and out of curiosity, I politely asked her why she was cleaning on her birthday? And then proceeded to help her clean.

 

Approximately a month went by and Chinedu, a mutual friend, hosted a get together that I almost skipped due to the tiring work week I had. However, something prompted me to go. I arrived at Chinedu’s get together where I was eating and enjoying the meals that were prepared. Amenze arrived at the get together. She looked different from the last time I saw her, therefore, I wasn’t too sure if we met or not. She began to look for a place to sit and out of all the options she had, she decided to sit next to me. She knew what she was doing (Lol).

 

We then began to converse where we introduced ourselves again and had an excellent conversation. The get together came to an end and I left for my car in order to head home. However, I realized I left my phone charger. So, I walked back to the event and saw Amenze having issues with her ride back home. Out of concern, I asked if she was okay. We end up exchanging contact information and I proceeded to walk her to the new Uber she ordered where I wished her good night. The rest is now history.

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