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“I’m coming home for lunch today my love.” My husband said the morning of the next day as he and Odin were leaving for school and office respectively. “Thanks honey, I love you.” “I love you too, my love.” “Oh, my baby, wait.” I rushed bringing his food flask. “Daddy, I love my mummy though I know something about the bomb blast she doesn’t know.” “Wow! I love my baby too.” Smiled smoothed my face as I waved them goodbye. My husband always kept his words, whether on personal or official terms. I know him to be a strict and diligent man who loves to work and work himself almost to death but he is proving to me that he can still love me as he goes about his work. He’s keeping his word and I’m happy that I’m with the man of my life. Going back inside the house, I picked up my phone only to see twelve missed calls. Busayo had been trying my number. I called her immediately. “Hello.” She said as she sobbed. “What is it Busayo? Stop crying and speak to me.” “This is the worst thing that has happened to me in all my life.” “Speak to me Bussy-baby and clean those tears.” “You won’t believe what has just happened to me.” “Speak to me first dear.” “It’s heavy on my mouth, I can’t speak.” “I’m coming to your house immediately.” I rushed to the bathroom, showering and wearing a kente gown. Driving fast out of the gate, almost hitting the gateman, I sped my way through to Busayo’s house. “You are already here.” She said as tears flowed down from her eyes. “Stop crying Bussy-baby and speak to me.” “You know what? Peter’s wife drove to this house and rained curses on my head.” “Was he married?” “That bastard has shattered and battered my life. I trusted him, sharing my life and body with him and the reward I gain is a million naira.” “What are you saying? Tell me something.” “He told me the wedding can no longer hold. He’s sorry for playing with my life but he can’t marry me. He has a wife and family overseas; he’s going back to them. I should better my life with the money. He would keep in touch.” “What rubbish is that?” “I tore the cheque in his presence; he thinks I gave him my life in exchange for money. Men cannot be trusted at all.” “Except my Raymond, I can trust him with everything in the world.” “I can give my consent to that. Ray is such a rare breed, a man of integrity and industry.” As I was trying to calm Busayo down, my phone beeped. It was my husband. “Hello honey.” “Yes my love, please I need to take a flight to the Federal Capital Territory.” “For what again? I’m not ready to lose you ooo.” “Don’t worry; you would not lose me my love.” “That’s alright honey.” “I love you.” He said. “I love you too.” I responded. ——————–

To Be Continued…

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