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An hour later after they had made love, Gloria was still eager to know what the gist she wanted to tell her was.
Gloria: “Babe so what were you talking about earlier? You said there was something you wanted to tell me?” she said trying to recompose herself.
Ophelia: “Guess?”
Gloria: “I cannot guess, its either you tell me now or I carry my bag and go home. I have a husband to attend to remember?”
Ophelia: “You just keep reminding me of how married you are. Can your husband make you feel the way I do?” she asked jealously.

Gloria: “He is trying. Okay I am sorry, you know getting married was not something I wanted to do, I was pushed into it by my family”
Ophelia: “Well it’s okay, as long as we can continue doing this then I am okay by it. No one can break our ten years relationship in just a day”
Gloria: “Yeah sure. Now that is what I am talking about. So tell me what you wanna, I am dying of curiosity here”
Ophelia: “I met one of my pupil’s dad today and you won’t imagine how handsome and manly he looked in that suit of his” she said smiling mischievously

Gloria: “Hmmmmmmm…”
Ophelia: “Why are you sighing? Don’t tell me you are getting jealous?”
Gloria: “I am sighing because he is married. You are not heading in the right direction my dear”
Ophelia: “Now she is about to counsel me on what and what nots. Besides I did not say I am in love with him, you know how I feel about love right?”
Gloria: “Just be careful so you don’t end up breaking a home and besides this is the first time you will ever notice a man in this life.

What made him so special?
Ophelia: “The way his lips curved seductively when he spoke to me. His composure and most especially the sadness in his eyes made me want to put his head in my bosom and tell him it’s alright. His marriage is crumbling too. I feel sorry for him” she finished sadly.
Gloria: “He must really be going through one hell of an ish. It’s okay then, as long as he will not come in between us, our love just like my husband did not, then I am cool”

Ophelia: “I haven’t said I consider him a potential anything. This one you are sounding like someone is sweeping me off my feet” she eyed her friend, went closer to her and bit her lips mildly. “I love you babez, only you” she said with a voice husky with renewed desire.
Gloria: “Okay I have to go now! My husband must be on his way home” she said springing up to her feet like a person dipped boiling ring in her anus all of a sudden.
Ophelia: “Easy Glo, I understand you don’t want to go another round, I will see you off”

In his office, he kept thinking and fantasizing about his son’s teacher. The way she pouted her lips when she was trying to make him open up to her. The way her skirt skidded to her laps when she crossed her legs, the way she welcomed him and made him feel like he was something special, he just felt like opening his soul to her. He did not know when the door to his office opened and his wife stepped in.

Rebecca: “Richard…Richard” she repeated loudly, thinking he was asleep.
Richard jerked out of his reverie.
Richard: “Yes? Don’t you know how to knock before entering a person’s office?”
Rebecca: “I am sorry but I actually did knock, you did not answer me”
Richard: “What do you want by the way?”
Rebecca: “I have an appointment with my doctor tomorrow morning and he has asked that I come along with you”
Richard: “I have work to do so you can go on your own” he looked down on a pile of paperwork on his desk and pretended to be reading them.

Rebecca: “But this has to do with the baby” she started sulking.
Richard: “I told you I have work to do, what part of that do you not understand?” he snapped.
Rebecca: “I already took permission from the M.D on behalf of the two of us and he understands. But if you don’t want to, who am I to force you? Just know it’s not for me but for the baby” she said holding her midsection with both of her hands.

“If not for my sake but for the sake of our children, can you forgive me please? Is there anything you want me to do? Say it and it will be done but please I really can’t do this on my own anymore. I need you” she said as tears filled her eyes
Richard: “I cannot go with you, I don’t even recognize that thing as my baby, so whatever has to do with it, do it on your own and don’t involve me. Do you get it?”

Rebecca: “I really feel sorry for you Richie, you will live to regret this utterance you just made” she cursed under her breath and stormed out of his office. He lifted his head slowly from his paperwork, looked at her retreating figure and shook his head.

Richard: “It’s you who has just started regretting for being so bitchy all these while. We are just starting, in fact I am yet to start” he thought and his mind drifted to Ophelia’s almost perfect body. He remembered how delicate her features were: silky smooth skin that was inviting him for a gentle caress. She had almond shaped eyes with a deep dimple adorning each of her cheeks when she smiled. Thinking of her made him happy and at ease with himself. He knew he wanted to have another chat with her so he brought out the card she had given him the previous day and admired its contents. He saved the number on the card as Miss Supple and smiled at his creativity.

With a heavy heart, she went straight to the doctor’s office on confirming her appointment with the receptionist the next day. Dr. Wilson was in his office waiting since he had a class that noon, he was a resident doctor in his early thirties.

Rebecca: “Good afternoon doctor” she greeted as she took her seat opposite the doctor on the book-filled table.
Dr. Wilson: “Good afternoon to you too, how are you feeling today?” he replied with a broad smile on his handsome chiseled face.
Rebecca: “I am fine thank you”
Dr. Wilson: “But where is your husband? I specifically told you to come along with him, he needs to be here too” he was displeased.

Rebeca: “He got too engaged in his work so was not able to make it down here. But hope there is no problem doctor?”
Dr. Wilson: “Well there is one whinny tinny bit of problem and that is why I need to talk to your husband and not you”
Rebecca: “What is the problem doctor? “She asked sitting up nervously.
Dr. Wilson: “Well it’s your husband I need to talk to, maybe we will have to reschedule this appointment till he is less engaged in his work?”

Rebecca: “No! Tell me whatever it is, I can bear it. Does it have anything to do with my baby?”
Dr. Wilson: “I already told you, except your husband is here I won’t divulge any information to you madam” he said impatiently checking his time over and over again.
Rebecca: “Okay how about this? My husband refused to come not that he is busy”

Dr. Wilson: “But why if I may ask?”
Rebecca: “We are not in good terms. We haven’t been a couple for some time now”
Dr. Wilson: “Oh! I am sorry about that ma’am, I had no idea” he said apologetically.
Rebecca: “It’s okay. So can you tell me now please?”
He thought for some seconds.
Dr. Wilson: “Okay then. How was your last pregnancy? Did you develop any complications like heart disorders?”
Rebecca: “Yes, I was diagnosed with Peripartum Cardiomyopathy but it was neutralized after I gave birth to my son. That is why I stayed off getting pregnant for so many years”

Dr. Wilson: “Yeah! And now, I just found out that the condition has returned only that it’s now worse than before”
Rebecca: “What do you mean by that?”
Dr. Wilson: “You might lose your life in this pregnancy. From now on you have to thread carefully, avoid anything that will give you emotional pain so your heart don’t get weakened more. If you lose your life before you are due for delivery, then it will be difficult to save your baby too”

Rebecca: “Are you insinuating that I’d lose my life?”
Dr. Wilson: “I haven’t said that yet but it’s likely. Just make sure you do as I said and make sure you tell your husband about this. Your survival might be dependent on him. I am already late for my class, come for regular checkup. At least twice a week will do. Book an appointment with the receptionist” He said rose from his seat and fetched his lab coat from where it hung on the wall.
Rebecca: “Okay doctor. I will do as you said. Thank you very much” she replied weakly as she stood up, shook the doctor’s outstretched hands and headed for the door.

Dr. Wilson: “Make sure you tell your husband, this might help restore your marriage” he called after her but she was long gone and out of earshot.
As she drove home that day, she kept debating within her whether to tell him or not . “I don’t want his sympathy, I don’t want him to start loving me again out of sympathy. But what do I do? Should I tell him this or keep it to myself so no one gets bothered unnecessarily? I am really at a loss here…”
*_To be Continue…


After work hours, he called Ophelia and after a long chit chat about his marriage and Sammy, they decided to meet one on one to talk about it further. They met at DeChills Hind which was a bar, restaurant and night club located at the heart of Surulere. It was a very beautiful rendezvous for lovers who enjoy having fun.

As he sat at the bar waiting for her arrival, his mind drifted to his wife. He wondered if he was doing the right thing, if he had punished her enough and should let it go but then he sighted Ophelia and his heart skipped beats. He had never seen a lady as beautiful and elegant as she was in his life or so he thought. She was attired in a yellow stripped turtle necked armless gown which was way above her knees. Slung across her shoulder was a black Chanel back and a black gladiator sandals to match the hand bag. Heads turned as she made her way to where he sat, he was slightly flushed to see people were staring at him too probably because she was headed his way beaming with smiles and eyes sparkling like a well refined gold.

Ophelia: “Hello…hope I did not keep you waiting for too long?” she smiled, revealing her white well set teeth.
Richard: “Not at all, I just got here myself, have your seat” he said drawing out a seat for her opposite his. “How are you today?”
Ophelia: “I am fine and you?”
Richard: “I am surviving…What will you like to take?” he asked as a waitress came to take their orders.
Ophelia: “A bottle of chardonnay will do for now” she said looking up at the waitress who was beaming with fake smiles.

Richard: “Okay get one bottle of chardonnay and with two glasses” he said, the waitress nodded and retreated.
Ophelia: “So you were saying something on phone?”
Richard: “I was thinking whether to just let go of my beef with Rebecca. I think she has suffered enough and it’s already taking its toll on her. What do you think?”

Ophelia: “I think it’s a good idea but She really did disgrace you and in public for that matter. She does not have any respect for you and if you forgive her so easily, she will take it for granted even more. I think you should not forgive her just yet”
Richard: “Are you sure? I guess you are right though. You are a woman and you know women better”
Ophelia: “Yeah that’s right! I know women better” she said eyeing him from behind the glass of wine she was sipping.

He went back home that day feeling more resolute than ever. He wished he was married to someone else and not her. It’s a heart wrenching how you think you know someone so well and all of a sudden realise you’ve been mistaken all along. He saw her sitting on the settee sleeping and his stomach churned with disgust . “Why on earth is she not sleeping in the room? She is not probably waiting for me cos I don’t have time to exchange words tonight ” he turned to enter his room but the creaking of the door woke her up.

Rebecca: “Hey Richie! You are back? I have been waiting for you. Welcome” she said rising up to her feet drowsily.
Richard: “Just go and sleep in your room and don’t meddle in what is none of your business okay?”
Rebecca: “Okay I will be going to bed soon but the doctor asked me to tell you something, I thought about not telling you but I think it’s your right to know. At least we are still married”
Richard: “I told you I am not interested in hearing anything from you except it has to do with Sammy. Please do not provoke me tonight and just go to bed. There is a reason I left that room for you or do you want me to leave the house for you?”

Rebecca: “Not at all. You won’t have to do that and for the records, I resigned at work. I will be staying at home now to take care of Sammy and the home myself”
Richard: “Good for you but hope you have yourself planned out well? You will not be getting a penny from me for anything other than my son’s upkeep. You will be on your own”
Rebecca: “Don’t worry, I will not bother you at all… I have it all planned out. Thanks for taking your time to listen to me, goodnight! “She said calmly and left him standing at the doorway to his room. Her calm demeanour only succeeded in getting him more peeved than he already was. He expected her to flare up like she used to but the reverse was the case. He shook his head and went into his room at last.

During break time at Princeton Schools, Sammy and a pack of his friends were at the school’s football field practising relay race for their upcoming inter house sport. Sammy was very athletic and was the best athlete in his house. The house master had gone to use the restroom when a confrontation broke out between Sammy and one of the known bullies in the school.
Emeka: “So you don’t know that you are a bastard? Your mum had you for another man” he said with a scowl on his face.

Sammy: “Don’t call me a bastard again you dumb ass boy. Do you think I don’t know you bully others to feel good about yourself?”
Emeka: “Look at you. You think you are that good just because people say so? Don’t you know your mum is a husband basher? Your dad is a weakling, you think I was not there that day at Mr. Biggs when those soldiers were beating him up? He was just saying please! Please!! Please!!! Whimpering like a dog on heat” he said and the rest of the boys laughed out loud. Some covering their mouths so Sammy would not know they laughed.

Sammy: “You bastard!” he lashed out and plunged for him. They both rolled on the floor throwing punches at each other while the other boys cheered them on. Mr Sam the housemaster arrived and separated them, surprised at what big damage could be done at such little time.
Mr Sam: “What on earth is happening here?” he said fuming.
Emeka: “He is the one sir, I did not do anything to him” he said bursting into tears.

Sammy: “Sir! He called me a bastard and my dad a weakling in front of everybody here”
Mr Sam: “The two of you should come with me now!” he turned and walked away while the two boys trailed after him on wobbly feet.

Rebecca: “Sammy why did you beat that boy up in school? How can you disgrace me like that?” she said when they got back home. she had gotten a notice from the school authority to come by the school that day where they had narrated to her what transpired between her son and the boy.
Sammy: “It was not my fault mum. Why is no one believing me?”
Rebecca: “But you threw the first punch at him didn’t you?”
Sammy: “Yes I did but he called you husband basher. He said my dad was a weakling… all these is your fault mum! You made my dad into a weakling that day and now he is not even talking to you”

Rebecca: “Yeah it’s all my fault and that is why I am trying to make amends. I am trying to put things right and just so you know, your dad is not a weakling, he is a strong and good man”
Sammy: “Do you still love my dad?”
Rebecca: “Of course I still love him very very much”
Sammy: “Then why did you keep fighting him? I used to feel sorry for my dad but not anymore though”
Rebecca: “Well I am a changed person now and so is your dad. Do you know I am pregnant? You will have a baby sister very soon” she said drawing him closer to her bosom.

Sammy: “Is that true mummy?”he said with eyes glistening with joy and excitement. “When will you give birth to her? I want to see my sister fast fast”
Rebecca: “Very soon my dear, and promise me one more thing? You will take care of your sister right? In no ways will you allow anyone hurt her when i am not here”
Sammy: “Are you going somewhere?”
Rebecca: “I am not sure yet but I might be going somewhere. So I might have to leave your sister to your care” she said fighting back tears.
Sammy: “Okay I will take care of her but promise me you will come back soon? You will not stay too long where you are going to?”

Rebecca: “Let’s wait till then” she said and embraced him tighter while he struggled to disengage from her.
Sammy: “Mummy I am now a big boy o, I will even be a big brother soon but you keep treating me as if I am one small boy”
Rebecca: “Sorry dear big boy. I am already envying your sister. Wish I have a big brother like you. Your sister is lucky, I know I’d be leaving her in good hands” Just as she said this, they heard shuffling of feet outside on the floor. Richard and a very beautiful lady entered the house looking all cordial and comfortable in each other’s company. They probably didn’t expect to meet Rebecca in the sitting room.

Sammy: “Aunty… I was not the one who looked for trouble first. It really wasn’t my fault ma” he said feeling jittery with fear.
Ophelia: “Hey Sammy! I am not here to punish or reprimand you. I am here to see your dad so no worries at all. I know you are not a troublesome boy, Emeka is. So I believe you” she said stooping down to hold his shoulder. This gesture melted Richards heart and he smile fondly down at the two of them while his wife watched him in sheer disbelief.
Rebecca: “Thank you Miss Ophelia for believing our Sammy but what exactly brought you here?”

Richard: “Go inside your room now Sammy”
Sammy: “Okay dad” he said and ran off.
Ophelia: “Well I am here for Richie not you”
Rebecca: “Excuse me? What business do you two have together? The last time I checked you were only my son’s class teacher”
Richard: “And how is that any of your business? I told you not to infringe on my space. Please lets go to my room dear” he said and drew Ophelia along with him
*_To be Continue

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