LOVE TRAIN: MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 12)

(Very Important: if you're getting an incomplete

story, Kindly read through Opera mini)

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Good day!" Lara smiled as walked into the sitting

room.

"Welcome." Tony replied, he didn't return her

smile.

"How have you been? Hope I didn't stay for too

long?" she squatted beside him.

"Fine." he looked away.

"Are you okay?" lara noticed the worried look on

his face.

"I'm okay."

Lara watched him for a while, she knew definitely

this bad mood wasn't cos of her, perhaps

something went wrong.

"I heard your parents came alongside my mother

while I was away…" she tried again.

"Yes."

"What did they come to do? I mean what did

they say?" she asked.

"Nothing…theyjust came to say hi to us!" Tony

was still avoidng her eyes.

"thats not true!" Lara knew he was lying.

Tony bit his lower lip.

"please tell me what happened." she pleaded

patting his arm.

"your mum wants this marriage to be dissolved."

he blurted out.

She laughed quitely

"So is that why you're moody?"

"yes…she called me names…even my parents got

their share of the insults!" the words seem to

come out through his teeth.

Lara rubbed her forehead…her mother was

impossible.

"Don't mind her! Okay?" she tried to sound calm.

"Lara…its just that…I errm….don't..don't want you

to leave me, you're all I have now…please…" he

squeezed her palms.

"I'm not leaving" she assured him.

Their gaze locked for what seemed like eternity,

till Lara looked away.

"Lemme get you something to eat, care for some

fish peppersoup? I bought fresh fish from the

water side…" she tried to sound cheerful.

"I'm already salivating." Tony rubbed his

stomach.

"Now you're joining me in the kitchen…" Lara

laughed as she wheeled him towards the kitchen

Tony's eyes followed Lara, as she walked up and

down the room, trying to get his things ready for

the journey.

His father would be there in no time to

accompany him.

He sighed and sipped his heavily creamed

coffee. The night had been a tough one, he was

thinking all through.

He had imagined what it'll be like if he got

treated well- how life would be with Lara then.

He thought of the probability that he didn't get

well, would Lara continue to stay that way…

"What are you thinking?" Lara jolted him back

from his thoughts.

"Ehn?" he smiled, he had learnt that word from

her.

"Your mug have been hanging halfway to your

lips for a while now." she said zipping his bag.

"Nothing."

"Hmm." she looked up.

"When are you coming back?" she walked to the

bed side.

"I guess three weeks minimum." he replied.

"minimum three weeks? Maximum should be one

year then." Lara's eyes ogled out.

"No…not more than a month." Tony laughed.

"I can't stay here all alone…" she made a face.

Tony sighed, what was going to tell her? His

worries?

"now c'mon, its just for a little while, okay? My

mum would come to check on you regularly, you

can even call your friend Deji to come and stay

with you." he petted her.

"Okay…" Lara sighed.

They heard a car honked!

"Your dad is here…" she helped him into his

wheel chair.

"G'morning sir." she said as her father in-law

took over the wheel chair.

"How are you?"

"Fine." she followed them closely with Tony's

bags.

"bye and take care." she said as they were about

to drive away.

"Lara?" tony said gently.

Their eyes locked. Tears filled his eyes.

"Pray for me." he whispered.

"I will." her voice was weak too.

"I love you Lara, and I'll miss you." he sniffed,

before the car moved.

Lara waved at them as they left the compound,

tears streaming down her face.

...

Lara sat, her eyes glued to the Tv. She watched

the indian girls dance, she knew she was

addicted to Bollywood.

There was a knock on the door, she felt reluctant

to open it. The knock came again sharply.

She hissed, put the Tv off, before sauntering

towards the door.

"Who's there?" she asked opening the door.

"Can we come in?" Funke asked coldly.

Lara stood barring the door, her mother wasn't

alone, she came with an old man and three

young men.

"Lara can't you see people are waiting? Let us in

na!" her mother said again.

Lara shifted for them to get in.

"So mum who are they? And how may I help

them?" she asked closing the door behind her.

"ehen/ the old man is ermm…the younger brother

to your paternal grandfather, his name is Baba

Lagbaja…" Funke began her introduction

"These ones are you father's cousins…errm..y

es…beni, this one is Soji,..this one is Dele, this

one is errm Tunde…they are all from your

father's village." Funke continued.

"So what are they doing in my house?" Lara

asked sternly.

"Ah ahn! Lara ki lo de! Shey an ja ni! Are we

quarelling? Serve them drinks first now."

Lara obliged.

"What's your mission" she asked the Baba

Lagbaja as she served him.

"They have come to take you!" Funke

announced.

"Take me? How?" Lara laughed as she sat on a

settee.

"Omolara my grand daughter…" the old man

began.

"you are the only female child in our family, we

value you alot.".

"Yes!" tunde, soji and Dele chorused.

"You are the only one left to continue your

father's lineage, you can't let your father's name

die like that." baba Lagbaja said coughing at

intervals.

"So?" Lara frowned.

"We have come to take you out of this marriage,

we need children to bear Popoola's name." he

further explained.

Lara laughed uncontrollably.

"You don't laugh when an elder is talking." Tunde

yelled at her.

"She's stubborn o.!" Funke chirped

Lara ignored her mum and faced Tunde.

"You don't yell at me, else I'l throw you out of

my house.!"

"Baba…"she turned to face the old man

"I'l go with you if only you can do something for

me." she said politely.

"Name it omo mi." Baba Lagbaja said

"If you can return all you've collected from Tony

and his parents, then I'l follow you." Lara assured

him.

"What are those things?"

"To start with, my mother must return the one

million naira she collected for bride price, then

all the jewelries and ornaments, then all the

clothes, the house they bought for her, all the

gifts they showered on her…alll..the…"

"Ehn!" The old man screamed interrupting her,not

believing his ears.

...Watch out for Part 13 & 14

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