MY HUSBAND AND I PART 7

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“Thank you” Lara said givng
some naira notes to a cab driver.
She took a deep breathe, and
glanced around her.
The magnificent church was
standing before her. She had
brought her case to God.
She wondered if God would
listen to her again. The last time
she came to church was when
her father was alive, she was ten
yrs then…
“Good morning sir” she greeted
a man in security uniform.
“Please is the Resident Pastor
around?”
“Yes, let me tell him you want to
see him.” the security man
replied before speaking into a
telecom.
“he said you should come in.”
“Thank you sir!” Lara said before
walking towards the church
basement.
She muttered a silent prayer
before knocking.
“Come in.” pastor Wilson said
from within
“Good morning Pastor Wilson.”
she flexed her knee.
“Morning sister…pleasesi t!”
Lara sat on a chair facing him,
clutching at her hand bag.
“You came to see me?” Pastor
wilson asked.
“Yes pastor, My name is Temmy Topssy Omolara
Popoola..” Lara began.
“Omolara Popoola? You mean
Lara the daughter of late Deacon
Popoola?” Pastor Wilson asked in
suprise.
“Yes sir.” Lara smiled.
“Wow…how are you? How have
you been?” he looked pleased.
“Fine sir…”
“God is great! You’re married
now?” he gestured at her
wedding band.
“Yes sir,…that’s why I came…”
“Is anything the matter?” Pastor
wilson sensed all is not well.
Lara told him about her troubles,
shedding tears in the process. He
looked touched by her story.
“Its well, God is with you.” he
told her.
After praying with her, he gave
her some Bible verses to read,
before asking her to fast for just
a day.
“Sister Lara, If you must fast;
your faith in God would
determine how your answer will
be.” he told her.
“I have faith Pastor.” Lara
assured him.
“Not just in the mouth but from
the heart…and mind you, you
must go back to your
matrimonial home!” he told her.
“No…But…” she frowned.
“You must go back there!” he
said firmly.
“Okay, thank you…” she didn’t
look happy.
“Take care Lara, God is with you.”
he waved her off.
...
Lara walked into her home, she
felt nervous when she walked
into the sitting room.
“I thought you aint gonna come
back.” sophia sneered.
“I’m back!” Lara said, before
walking into her room.
She’s got no time to start
quarelling with Sophia now, its
almost time for her to break her
fast.
She was in a kneeling position,
rounding up her prayers when
she heard a commotion in the
sitting room. She paused absent
mindedly to listen…Sophiawa s
quarelling with somebody…
perhap s Tony.
She ended her prayer in a hurry
and tiptoed out of her room.
What she saw made her jaw
drop.
“You have no right to ask me
who i’m looking for!” Amara-
Tony’s mother shot at Sophia.
“You can’t walk in like that! This
isn’t your home!” sophia fired
back.
Just then Amara noticed Lara’s
presence.
“Lara?”
“Welcome ma.” Lara greeted her.
“Who’s this uncultured woman?
Your maid?” she gestured
towards Sophia.
“Errrm..”Lara began.
“Sophia, meet …ermm..Tony’smo
ther, and errmmm, ma please
meet, Sophia- Tony’s errmm…”
Lara stuttered.
“So it is true?!” Amara exclaimed.
Just then Tony came back from
wherever he went.
“Mum? What are you doing
here?” he asked suprised letting
his breifcase drop.
“What am I doing here? So what
I heard is true? So its true that
you’ve been maltreating Lara?
That you even brought your
mistress into your matrimonial
home?” Amara shrieked.
Tony bent his head, he knew he
was in trouble.
“So this is what you’ve turned
into? A Dog?” Amara yelled.
“I know what to do…I’m calling
your father right away!” She
threatened picking her phone.
“No no no..please mum, don’t do
that…I’d be in trouble if you call
dad…Sophia is leaving right
away..I’l turn a new leaf…” Tony
held her hand pleadingly.
He walked into the guest room,
appeared carrying Sophia’s bag.
“Sophia, leave now!” he shoved
the dumbfounded Sophia
towards the exit.
“You too, go and bring your bag,
you’re coming with me!” Amara
told Lara who was silent.
“But…ma…” Lara’s eyes widened.
“I say go and bring your bag, I
can’t leave you here with this
beast! What if he murders you!”
Amara shrieked.
“Mum..please don’t take her
away.” Tony pleaded.
“Try to stop me!” she glared at
him, dragging Lara out of the
house; with her bag and all...

....Part 8 Drops Shortly..