the gun shot was deadly. I
was
not seeing well, my face
was blurry and everyone seemed to have frozen in
their various positions.
Slowly, like in all those
action movies I usually
watch at times, I watched
as the gun slipped from Oyinade's hand and landed
on the floor with a thud.
The fact that no one was
talking made the sound
louder than usual. Just
then, Richard, who had covered
me, left my arms to look
at
what was happening.
Suddenly, I was seeing
clearly and what I started seeing became confusing.
Oyinade slipped to the
floor
in pain as she grimaced.
She hadn't even pulled the
trigger when she felt a searing pain go through
her. Someone emerged
from the croud, gun in
hand. I looked at the man
as I remembered when I
had seen the man. It was weeks after I found out
that
Mr Jegas was my real
father.
Mr. Badmus, my step-
father had introduced him to me
as Inspector Sule. He was
the one who investigated
Tunji's murder case and
detained Mr Badmus as a
suspect. They had become friends after the incident
and luckily for everyone,
Mr.
Badmus had invited him
for
the naming ceremony.
How
Oyinade had passed the
security men we had
around to guard the place
was still a mystery.
Inspector Sule apparently goes everywhere with a
gun and I thanked God and
am still thanking God for
that attribute. I ran
towards
my mother-in-law and took
my baby with tears in my
eyes. Richard came and
held
me tenderly, whispering
comforting words. After some minutes, he went to
hold his mum who was
trying to be brave but was
still physically shaken.
Everyone started
murmuring at the same time and we watched as
Inspector Sule and some of
the police officers dragged
a hurt Oyinade out of the
premises.
"D--n you all, d--n you" she yelled with very little
strength as she was being
dragged out.
Everyone started thanking
God, all at once and I
decided I had had enough for one day. That such a
wonderful day hadn't
been
turned to a day of
mourning is something I
would forever be grateful to
God for. I swallowed as
Richard kissed my head,
kissed little Roland
affectionately and led us
inside. Family members came inside some minutes
later to help us drive
away
the thought of what just
happened. Trust Prisca in
such a situation, she made a joke that had everyone
laughing. Before we knew
it, the incident was almost
forgotten. Roland woke up
and demanded his food
and I excused myself and made for the bedroom.
After b----t-feeding him, I
placed him on the bed,
staring at him for
sometime. His smile and
everything he did fascinated me. I
swallowed
as I remembered the
incident that just occurred,
and then something told
me that God allowed it. God
must have allowed
Oyinade
to come in order to get her
out of the streets and into
the net of the police. I felt happy that she would not
be bothering us anymore.
"Sweetheart" Richard
called
as he entered the room. I
looked up with a smile as I
tried to zip the gown I had
changed into. "Let me help
you with that" he
whispered, coming over to
my back to pull the zip. "I was scared, so scared" I
whispered. He turned me
around and I faced him. "I
was much more scared.
Come here" he held me
against him affectionately in
a tight hug like he was
trying to glue us together.
"It is all over now"
*****
'On our wedding day, I never thought we would
experience any itch in our
marriage. It was so
perfect
that I felt it would always
be like that. But every
marriage
has its own tests, ours is
the issue of children,
others
can be financial problems or even trust. The most
important thing is sticking
with God through it all.
The
devil would always try to
scatter a union and he would not come
personally
but would use agents. Just
like I love my Richard,
love
your husband dearly, even more. It is not enough to
love, tell them regularly,
show it in your actions.
Let
the love in your house
grow instead of diminish.
Whenever something goes
wrong, discuss it and trash
it out immediately. Don't
keep ANYTHING from your
spouse. To all the singles who are in love with
someone but their love is
not reciprocated, it
happens. Don't try to force
your love on them. Love
cannot be forced. It comes on its own. If one person
does not love you, another
person will and would
love
you more than you can
ever imagine but until you see
that person, respect
yourself. Don't jump from
one man's bed to the other
because you think that
abstinence is old- fashioned.
Many things happened and
would still happen in our
family. Even Prisca has
gone
through so many things in her marriage, no one has a
perfect marriage without
troubles. Through it all, the
most important things are:
God, trust and love. With
all these, you can overcome
all
things'. I closed my diary
and carried my plate of
snacks.
Richard woke up from his nap and came over to join
me in the sitting room
where I was eating
prawn
crackers and drinking
juice. He grabbed the plate from
my arms and stuffed his
mouth with prawn
crackers.
I scoffed. "That was
unfair" I tried to collect the plate
from him but he would not
give it up.
"Are you the only one that
loves enjoyment?" He
asked with a cynical smile. I
finally
gave up and resigned to
lie
on the chair, with my
head on his lap. He fed me
crackers and fed himself
also.
"Roland is still asleep?" I
asked and he nodded. I
shook my head and sighed.
"That is good. He hasn't
given me a minute of rest.
I
am sure he took his crying
habit from you" I said. Richard scoffed. "Definitely
not. I was as gentle as a
dove" he said defensively.
"Dove? I barely had two
hours of sleep when I was
nursing you" we heard Richard's mum say,
approaching us. She had
been in our house for
about a week now, since
the naming. My mum is
still around and has been
around before I delivered,
to monitor me, being my
first child. I was very
grateful to have both
women around. My mother-
in-law has proved to be
the
best woman to have as
your mother-in-law and I
am very happy everything is
settled between her and
Richard.
I smiled at Richard. "Told
you" I murmured
victoriously. Richard's eyes rotated
from
his mum to me. "I feel a
conspiracy here. The ladies
in this house are
conspiring against the men."
I laughed. "Just accept the
fact that you were a big
mouthed crying baby"
He frowned. "Definitely
not". I laughed heartily.
"Well, let me leave you
two
to your argument. I am
hungry" she marched into the kitchen.
I looked at Richard with a
smile on my face. He
threw
his hands up in surrender.
"Well, poor you. You would
have to deal with many
big
mouthed crying babies.
What are we going to do
about that?" he looked sympathetic.
I sighed. "Nothing,
fortunately". We laughed
at
our little drama.
"Honey, what do you think about having a business of
your own? I mean, being
in
BRP would not be very
convenient for you now
that there is a baby but if you have a private
business
like Prisca does, you
would
enjoy yourself and also
have enough time to yourself
and Roland; also the other
big mouthed crying
children on the way."
I shook my head as I
stared at him. "You know the
problem with having two
sisters marry two best
friends, they all think the
same way".
He shook his head, "This has nothing to do with
them baby". I smiled. I
had
thought of it, only I did not
mention it. My assistant in
BRP Hospital is doing a good job.
"Is your account full
enough to accommodate
what I have in mind? It
would be very capital
intensive" I said, sitting up
with a grin on my face. He
squared his shoulders,
adjusted his body hugging
top to present the posture
of a rich man. "Try me". I laughed and
hugged him.
"Thank you darling" I
whispered kissing him all
over his face. He looked at
me and I knew where this was going.
"I was thinking of
something else to deliver
your appreciation" he
whispered.
I raised my brow. "Hmmm…
I guess we could really do
something before your son
wakes up" I breathed.
Roland's piercing cry rang
out just then and I smiled faintly. "I guess not" and
ran to the room, leaving
Richard to brood over his
loss. **THE END**
its been a long ride.Thanks for reading the story. Hope you enjoyed it?
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