MY HUSBAND AND I PART 14

...
Lara was at the breakfast Table,
when the gateman came in to tell
her, that a letter was delivered
for her.
She opened the envelope
gingerly, she read it aloud.
‘ peace of the most high God be
upon you.
How’s your husbands health? I
hope all is well.
I saw a revelation last night
about you, I don’t know if its a
mere dream, or its a warning.
You just have to be careful about
the way you do things, you are
surrounded by unfriendly
friends.
There is danger lurking ahead.
May the good Lord see you
through. Amen.
Pastor Wilson’
she read and re-read it again,
what message is he trying to
pass across.
Danger? Unfriendly friends?
She felt shivers run down her
spine.
“God see me through o.” she
clasped her hands in prayers.
Unfriendly friends? She thought.
She’ve got a few friends, just Deji.
Could it be Deji? No it can’t be!
“But Deji had been acting
strangely now!” she argued
aloud.
She’ve been asking suspicious
questions about Tony!
“Hmm!” she sighed aloud.
Just then her phone beeped. A
text from Deji.
‘ hy bestie,
I’ll be travelling out of town, sorry
I won’t be around for the dinner
with Tony as planned.
I’m really sorry.
My regards to Tony when he
comes back.”
“Talk of the devil!” Lara
exclaimed as she read the text.
She shook her head in suspicion.
Truly Deji is up to something,
why would she travel when she
knew Tony is coming back that
evening.
...
Lara dressed and redressed her
dress for the twentieth time as
she leaned aaginst the car that
brought them.
She wore make up for that
occasion, courtesy of her
mother-in-law.
She glanced her saphire wrist-
watch, and shook her head.
She wondered what’s keeping
Tony, their plane landed twenty
minutes ago.
“Why is it taking Tony so long to
come na!” Amara complained as
she shuffled from one foot to
another.
“Maybe something important.”
Lara quipped.
“Hmm” came the grunt
“or maybe he’s shy!” she
suggested again with a playful
smile
“Shy? Tony lacks that
characteristic o!” Amara laughed.
They both feel silent, as their eyes
surveyed the airport
environment.
Just then….
Tony was at a far end, locked in
Sophia’s arm as they kissed
‘passionately’
Lara shut her eyes momentarily,
then re-opened them, what she
saw was real!
Her vision began to get blurred,
she was inhaling and exhaling
sharply.
Tony saw them, pushed Sophia
away and ran hapilly towards
them.
Lara saw him coming, on his
own legs, no longer on the wheel
chair.
She wished, she wished he never
got well.
She wished… She began to slump
slowly.
“Lara…” Amara said nervously as
she tried to hold her.
But she passed out.
Tony stole glances at Lara as they
ate breakfast, she seemed
interested only in the choco she
drank, her toast was still intact.
“Madam, you are not eating…” he
said without looking up.
“anything wrong?” he asked
again, since she kept mute.
“What i’m thinking…doesit
matter?” Lara toyed with her
scambled eggs.
“It does, it matters to me…tell
me.” Tony urged
“Do you have to go to work every
morning?”
Tony smiled, he was expecting
that.
“I stay at home-alone everyday,
till you come back by evening,
and.. And…” Lara complained.
Tony laughed.
“You are laughing? If you laugh
again, you won’t go work
today!” she pouted
“you see..that’s why I said you
start following me to the office,
there’s a chair for you! You could
sit and gaze at me all day!” Tony
said smiling.
“No thank you.” Lara laughed.
“you said you’d be going out
today.” he stated rather than
asked.
“Yes, yes, I’d be going to see my
mother, its been long since I saw
her.” Lara explained.
“aiit! But…be very careful.” Tony
intoned picking up his jacket.
“bye baby..” he gave her a peck.
“bye…” she laughed.
...
“hehn! Omolara, so you
remember me today.” Funke said
as her daughter flopped on a
settee beside her.
“Mummy, don’t start o! I’m too
tired!”
“so you won’t even eat in my
house, ehn?” Funke gestured at
the tray she placed on a stool.
“Mum, not like that! I don’t have
appetite…” Lara said slowly.
“hehen!” Funke clapped and
looked her all over.
“you are looking so fresh!
Enjoyment right?”
“Enjoyment ke! Mum I came to
discuss something serious o”
Lara sat up.
“hmm, go on”
“Mum, I think there’s something
wrong with my body, I’m
becoming fairer, changes
everywhere…mybo som, my
hips…my…mum you won’t
believe I now have a protuding
navel…” Lara explained.
“Hmmm.”
“Seriously mum, I’ve lost taste for
food, even Tony is becoming
worried.” Lara concluded.
“Wonderful!” Funke said
absentmindedly.
“When last did you menstruate?”
“Errmm, I think Two months
ago.” Lara informed her.
“Wow! How did you become
pregnant? I thought your
husband was impo…”
“Mum please! Lets not talk about
Tony!” Lara stopped her.
“I have a doctor friend, we shall
go and see him.” Funke said
giving her a searching look.
“okay..”
“I’ll call to tell him we’re coming.”
Funke walked into her room, to
make a phone call.
Lara watched her closely, she
wasn’t expecting such kindness
from her troublesome mother.
...
“Thank you Doctor.” Funke
smiled as Olakija walked into the
office carrying some papers.
“Omolara right?”Olakija asked
Lara who nodded.
“From our test, you are seven
weeks pregnant.” he informed
her.
“Wow! Oh my God!” Lara jumped
happily, hugging her mother.
“Thank you Almighty God! I’m so
happy! Mum I’m pregnant! You’l
have a grandchild!” she shook
her mother excitedly.
“Oh my! I need to call Tony…” her
hands scrambbled through her
bag for her phone.
“Errm…there’sno need for that.”
Olakija said quitely.
“Oops! Its prohibited to make
calls in your hospital?” Lara
quipped.
“No…its..its just that..that..the re
is a complicative issue.” Olakija
sighed.
Lara’s face dropped.
“The foetus is not formed
properly…”
“Yekpa! My grandchild! Haaa!”
Funke threw her hands over her
head.
Lara kept a straight face.
“I…I..don’t understand…this
..this..” she stammered.
“Well…” Olakija exhaled sharply
“For your safety, you need to
abort it, else it might get more
complicated and ..worst of all,
cost you your life.”
Funke began to sob.
“what have I done to deserve
this ehn? Can’t I have a
grandchild ehn? Awon Aje!
Those witches are responsible.”
“I…errm…doctor… let me go
home, and inform my husband.”
Lara said quitely.
“Noo…we can’t let you go now!
We have to do it now, since your
mother is here. We can call your
husband later. If we let the baby
stay anylonger, it might cost your
life.” Olakija protested.
“Noo…” Lara began to say.
“omolara, I prefer your life to a
million grandchildren o! Doctor
please help us, if possible remove
her womb so that she won’t
have complicated issues again
o!” Funke said holding her
daughter.
Lara sensed trouble.
“but doctor…why the hurry?
What if I’d not even see you
today.” her voice wavered.
....
Are you guys perceiving that
funny smell? hehe.. Fasten your
seat belts.. the story has just
begun!.....Watc h out for Part 15...