MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 14)

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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….

"Holly Majolly!" Amara exclaimed.

"What?" Lara asked.

"Don't look back!" Amara tried to hold her.

But it was too late, Lara's eyes swung left and

right,then she spun round, everything around her

froze…

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…doesitmatter?" 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…

mybosom, 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'snoneed for that." Olakija said

quitely.

"Oops! Its prohibited to make calls in your

hospital?" Lara quipped.

"No…its..its just that..that..there 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.

....

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Watch out for Part 15.