MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 14)

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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MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 13)

“Ehn!” Baba Lagbaja exclaimed again.
“Yes o! Including the two jeeps Tony’s Father gave her, and the…”
“Wait!” he stoped her, turning to Funke.
“Funke! N gbo? You collected all that? Are you trying to sell your
daughter? You’ve sold her already I rather say!” he yelled at her.
Funke shifted uneasily on her seat.
“My daughter, sorry to have troubled you o. ” Baba Lagbaja told the
smiling Lara.
“Young men let’s go!” he said angrily and they rose to leave.
“Wait wait! I’ll pay!” Funke was desperate.
“I’l pay in installments, little by little.”
“When you sold your daughter to them, did you give her to them in
installments?” Baba Lagbara shrieked at her.
“Don’t ever come to me again o! If you do Sango would strike you
dead! ” he cursed before leaving the house with his group.
Funke was confused! How could her daughter become so mean.
“hey mum! You’ve got another plan?” Lara laughed at her dejected
mother.
“Well, I’m afraid, you’ll have to die without a grandchild o. As for me, I
can easily adopt as many children as I want o!” she jeered.
Funke threw her handbag at her in anger.
“Ouch!” Lara winced as the bag hit her belly.
“Please o! Be careful, Tony’s Babies are in there!” she laughed some
more.
“Lara, you’re doing this to me your mother! What’s your gain?” Funke
asked tears staining her eyes.
“My gain?” Lara looked sobber.
“My gain, is that, I can make you feel bad after all you did to me!”
Tears welled up her eyes too.
“Omolara! I’m leaving you! Continue to ruin your life!”
“Yea! I’ll continue from where you stoped” Lara spat out.
“Don’t ever come to look for me! I’m no longer your mother.” Funke
fumed heading towards the exit.
“And I’m no longer your daughter!” Lara shot back.
Funke turned round astonished.
“Lara?” she whispered.
Lara walked into her room, leaving her to stand there like an
undecided ghost.
Funke tossed and turned on her bed. She had suffered from chronic
fever ever since her last encounter with Lara.
“What have I done to deserve such treatment from my daughter?” she
asked herself.
“The child I bore for nine months, brought up at my own expense,
decides to turn against me.” she gazed at the ceiling.
She counted the ceiling for a long time.
“Hmn!” she chuckled wickedly.
“So far I’m her biological mother, she must leave that marriage!
Whether Tony gets well or not!” she said firmly.
She brazed up a plan, she pulled her cellphone towards her and
dialled a number.
“Hello, Deji ?” she said into the phone.
“Hello, eka le ma! Good evening.” Deji said in a sleepy voice.
“Deji please, come over to my place tomorrow morning. We have
something to discuss.” Funke told her softly.
“okay ma.” Deji said cautiously before ending the call.
...
“Deji eat and drink now, its your home o.” Funke said as Deji sipped
her drink shyly.
“Deji there’s something I’ll want us to discuss.” she said after Deji
finished her snacks.
“I heard of a girl back then…the girl that used to be Tony’s mistress…I
mean Sophia…” she continued.
“uhum!” Deji grunted giving her suspicious look.
“Errm..Deji, I know you and your exploits, you have this city under
your finger tips…” Funke appraised her.
“So?” she grimaced.
“So I want you to tell me where she is! I know you monitor her
movements! Please let me have her address.” Funke explained.
“just like that? What do you want with her?” she asked.
“I’ve got some business plans, and I heard she’s good in such
business…”
“Of all the business women in this city?” Deji interrupted her.
“Common Deji, just give it to me! I’ll pay any amount you need.”
funke said this because she knew Deji is a sucker for money.
“hmmn, I just hope this ‘business’ won’t affect Lara o!” Deji
cautioned.
“Nooo…not at all! You forget Lara is my daughter!” Funke laughed.
“Okay!” Deji said scribbling Sophia’s address on a note pad.
“Thank you, name your pay!” Funke smiled satisfactorily.
“no need for that! Meanwhile, I must go and see Lara now, I promised
her I’m going over.” Deji made to go.
“Okay bye, and please don’t tell her about this o.” Funke saw her off.
She waved as Deji drove away, a donkey smile playing on her face.
First mission accomplished, next target on point!
Lara smiled absent mindedly at herself, its been a month since Tony
left, he’l be back soon.
“Can’t wait!” she said aloud to the empty room. She decided to call
him…
“Hello Baby?” Tony’s voice said from the other end.
“Good morning to you.”
“morning how do you do? Hope you slept well?” Tony asked.
“Not that well, and you?” she made a face as she spoke.
“same here, missing ya loads.” he laughed.
“So you’re coming back this weekend?”
“Nooo, the doctor said I should for two weeks more.” Tony explained.
“Oooh” she groaned.
“hey hey hey! Two weeks is just like two days, no need for that okay?
I’ll be back soon. There are many thing I’d like to show you!” he said
soothingly.
“Many things? Like?” she laughed
and on and on, their conversation went till the door bell rang.
“Hey hold on! I’ll call ya later.” Lara said before ending the call.
Deji was at the door.
“ah! Ore mi atata, my friend, welcome!” she hugged Deji.
“This one you are looking fresh ehn?” Deji teased.
“You can say that again.” Lara giggled as she served her friend.
“When is the hubby coming back now?” Deji asked gently.
Lara was taken aback, Deji never referred to Tony as ‘the hubby’
before,
“Errrm, i just called him on phone, he said next two weeks..” she
explained.
“Next two weeks!” Deji echoed after her, she looked pleased by the
information.
“Yea!” lara felt a strange feeling, she knew Deji very well, that look on
her face isn’t for nothing.
“Excuse me!” deji said as she made a call.
“Hello, Lady?” she said.
“The client should be in town in the next fourteen days, yea, business
should be cool!” she smiled mischievously.
“Okay, bye, get all arrangements ready please.” she ended the call.
“The client? Next fourteen days?” Lara asked quitely.
“Yea, just some sort of business.” Deji avoided her eyes.
“Business? What type?”
“Oooh, Lara please! I didn’t come here for an interview na!” she
laughed.
“Okay” Lara sighed. Deji has been acting strangely for some time now.
She hope there won’t be troubles.
“So tell me girlie! How’s Tony? His health?” Deji shoved her playfully.
Lara laughed, some how she felt more relaxed
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MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 12)

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..yes…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 quarrelling? 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…all..the…”
“Ehn!” The old man screamed interrupting her,not believing his ears.
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MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 11)

   
Tony winced a little, he felt like easing himself, he had pressed the
beeper for more than twenty times now but Lara is yet to show up.
He wondered if she was trying to punish him, because on a normal
day, she’d have cleaned him up and served him his food..
He pressed the beeper five more times but she didn’t come.
He decided to help himself into the wheel-chair standing by his bed
side. He pushed himself towards the bed’s edge, he took hold of the
wheel chair and attempted to hop in. He lost his balance and almost
toppled over…
“Hey! What are doing?”
It was Lara, he didn’t look back, he wasn’t sure if the scowl he saw
yesterday was still there.
“Errrm…” he tried to speak as she balanced him on the wheel.
“Morning to you Tony…” she wheeeled him towards the Loo.
“I was answering a call when I heard the beeper…”
“Here…steady…sorry…easy…” were her words a she helped him into
the the bath tub.
“I’l be back in a jiffy” Lara said looking away, she could bear to see
him unclad.
Tony smiled, she’s too shy he thought.
“I want you to stay…” he smiled revealing his teeth.
“No thank you.” lara left the bathroom.
.......
“hmn Deji na wa for you ooo, that’s how you are ehn? Deji what’s
there in life that you should forget me na!” Lara queried.
“Nooo, bestie, its not like that na!” Deji laughed as she sipped her
glass of juice.
“Eh is like what? Tell me! Deji toh bad!” Lara laughed again flopping
beside her friend.
“Girlie, yan me, I heard Tony is sick?” Deji began to say in a mocking
tone.
“yes, he’s been ill.” Lara said carefully.
“I heard the only snake in his forest is dead?” Deji asked again.
“Now Deji, don’t start! That’s so cruel…”
“So cruel?” Deji mimicked her.
“You don’t know how happy I was when I heard the news! I danced
ehn!” she looked excited.
“Deji!” Lara gave her a reprimanding look.
“What? Isn’t it worth celebration?” Deji laughed
“This isn’t fuuny” Lara frowned.
“You’re happy at the misfortune that has befallen my marriage?”
“Which misfortune? When that man was fraternizing with all the
women in town, isn’t that a misfortune!” Deji made a face.
“Deji please!” Lara looked offended.
Just then the beeper made a shrill sound.
“Excuse me bestie, Tony needs me now!” she got to her feet in a
hurry.
“come o!” Deji held her dress.
“so you don turn dog wey na beeper dem dey use call you shey?”
the shrill sound came again, louder this time.
Lara pushed her friend’s hands away, rushing towards Tony’s room.
Deji watched go, she clapped her hands in gossip fashion. She
quickly tip-toed after her friend.
“I’m just tired of being in here, can you take me outside please?”
Tony pleaded peering at Lara.
Lara wished she wouldn’t take him outside, she feared Deji’s razor
tongue.
“Lara? Anything wrong?” Tony patted her arm.
“Errrm, yea…no ” Lara helped him into the wheel chair.
“okay…” Tony smiled as she wheeled him out of the room.
They were at the hall way when they met Deji’s mocking gaze.
“Good afternoon o, Mr Tony!” Deji made sure her voice was loud and
clear.
“Af’noon Deji, its been a long time.” Tony smiled.
“Yes o! I heard about your illness…errm…I mean the paralysis of your
legs and ….and…..your…” Deji replied a mischievously smile playing on
her lips.
Tony didn’t miss the message she was trying to pass across to him.
“lets go!” Lara whispered as she wheeled him out trhought the back
door.
“I’m sorry about Deji’s attitude…” she apologised as she balanced him
on the grass in the mini-garden.
He simply nodded.
“You need a snack or something?”
“No, I’m okay.” he was reading some invisible things on his palm.
“you don’t need anythin, anything atall?” Lara searched his eyes.
“Yes, you can go now, your friend is waiting.” he waved her off.
“Okay!” She sighed walking on the balls of her feet out of the garden.
“welcome back! Iya Tony!” Deji quipped as her friend walked in..
“Seriously what you did Deji was really bad! Do you have to remind
him of his problems?” Lara feigned anger.
“Atleast he got the message!” Deji bit into her meatpie.
“Deji…do you know you are too bad?” Lara squeezed beside her.
“Oh yea! You need not remind me! Anyways, we’ve gotta enjoy our
lives o.” she quipped and they laughed in unision
Lara combed her hair and oiled it properly. She had earlier on called
her hair stylist that she’d be coming that morning.
She wondered what hair style she’ll plait, she loosed shuku yeterday,
maybe this week she’d use two-step or sade…
“Lara?” Tony called out interrupting her thoughts.
She rolled he eyes
“oooooh, pesin won’t rest again ni?” she hissed.
“Lara….”
she hissed again, she was beginning to get sick and tired of Tony.
“Always Lara,Lara,Lara…na wetin sef!” she frowned.
“Lara are you there?” Tony called out again.
“Ooooh, free me jor!” she whispered.
“Yes? I’m coming!” she put in a lot of effort for her voice to become
polite.
“Here am I.” she forced a smile.
“I can see…just wanted you around me.” he was smiling too.
See this one o! When did that one start? Lara thought.
“are you going out?” he asked.
“Erm, yes, I’m going to make my hair.” she explained
“Hmmm, I’d be alone then…” he said in despair.
“Well, I need to go now.” she started walking away.
“Okay.” he sighed.
He was sure going to miss her.
....
Tony looked from Funke his mother in-law to his parents, he wished
Lara was at home; maybe she might defend him some how…
“Thank God your wife is out, so we can discuss properly.” Ifiora began
to say.
“Yes, her absence is very essential.” Funke chirped in, she personally
thanked God Lara was absent, she couldn’t bear those looks on her
face.
“Errrm..Tony, what has your wife got to say about your illness?” Ifiora
asked.
Tony looked away, what does he want him to say…
“Tony, your father just asked you a question.” Amara said impatiently
“Nothing.” Tony replied.
“What do you mean by nothing?” Funke asked eyeing him.
“I think she should be in the best positin to answer that.” he frowned.
He had never had an atom of respect for his mother in-law.
“Tony, you’l be travelling out of the country next two weeks for your
treatment…”
“I know that already.” Tony cut his father short. He wondered why
they all gathered a meeting without informing him earlier.
“Good! What matters now is Lara, we can’t keep her like this, she has
a future.” Ifiora ignored his son’s rudeness.
“What’s your point?” Tony asked grithing his teeth, he was losing his
temper.
“The point is you should divorce Lara, you fool!” Amara shot at him.
Tony held her cold gaze for a while, he wondered when he and his
beloved mother became enemies.
“I can’t divorce her!” he spat out.
“Why?” Funke sneered
“She is my wife, and I love her, our marriage is sealed. Gerrit!” He
glared at Funke.
“listen to me Tony! Love or no love, seal or no seal, you must divorce
lara! You can’t saddle her with your disability! How far do you think
she can cope?!” Amara said menacingly.
“That’s none of your business! I wonder if anyone has ever asked you
to divorce your husband!” Tony shot at her.
“You dare talk to me that way?” Amara made to slap him but for the
timely intervention of her husband.
“No darling, you can’t do that, look at his condition” Ifiora forced his
wife back into her seat.
“We’re here to rule out some case, not to fight. Tony, Lara’s mum
came to us, she wants you to divorce her daughter…” Ifiora gestured
towards Funke.
“Yes o! Be ni! You must to divorce my daughter o! My daughter can’t
marry an impotent man o! Lai lai!” Funke started to rant.
Amara exchanged looks with her husband.
“I meant it o! Its me Funke that talk it! I need grand children, and they
don’t fall from heaven shey you know that! A man must to perform ni,
and when you can’t perform, we’ll look elsewhere.” Funke’s body
shook as she ranted, her gold bangles making chiping sounds.
Tony bit his lower lips. Life could be cruel sometimes.
“that’s so rude! We are not quarelling here!” Amara tried to pacify
Funke.
“Robb ke! Mentholatum ni! The quarell has just begun niye o! Tell
your impotent son to divorce my daughter o!” Funke turned to face
Amara agressively.
“Please calm down.” Ifiora told her.
“See who is talking! Like father like son! Who knows maybe you too is
an impotenti?…”
“You don’t dare insult my husband!” Amara shot back at her.
“How can you become this lousy? Is it how you yoruba’s behave?”
“Behave ke! You will soon see behaviour! Let me go and tell her
fathers people that’s when you’ll see the real Yoruba behaviour.
Oshi!” Funke yelled at her before stamping out the room.
Amara gaped at her. People change so easily, could this be the same
woman whom they lavished so much money on?
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MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 10)

“Good morning sir!” Lara greeted her father in-law as she wheeled Tony towards the waiting car.
“Hope you slept well?” Ifiora said as he helped Tony into the car.
“Fine sir.” Lara smiled.
“Errm…I’l be going to see my mother, she asked me to come over.” Lara told Tony.
“Okay, then, see ya later.” he waved at her.
She waved and watch them drive away. She suddenly wished Tony won’t ever get on his feet, at least, so that he would continue to be nice.
...
“Mum you asked to see me.” Lara said with a frown, she was getting irritated by her mother’s silence.
“Yes Lara, my daughter. Hmm.” Funke said with a sigh.
“So?” Lara’s frown grew deeper.
“hmm, Lara omo mi, you know I love you, you are my only child…” Funke began meditatively.
Lara laughed quietly, this woman didn’t call her over to tell her that.
“Meanwhile, how’s Tony’s health?” Funke didn’t look happy.
“They just left for the hospital this morning, he’ll be better soon, he'll be flown to Cairo next three months.” Lara explained.
“Shey you know, his spinal cord was affected during the accident?”
Funke said in a faint voice.
“yes I know, that’s why he’s on a wheel chair, and he’ll be better soon..” Lara said impatience creeping into her voice.
“Let me talk Lara and stop trying to defend Tony’s illness!” her mother shot at her.
Lara fell silent, was she defending Tony..
“Lara you have to end this marriage.” Funke said carelessly.
“Which marriage?” Lara’s eyebrow creased
“Tony is not worth you! You should file a divorce, you can’t hook yourself with a disabled for life…” Funke explained.
Lara rolled her eyes.
“Mummy what did you drink this morning?” she laughed.
“Are you trying to insult me?” Funke’s voice rose.
“Noo…just that, Tony used to be your favourite.” Lara explained still laughing.
“What I’m saying is that you must divorce Tony, you can’t saddle yourself with such a burden, this was a man who was maltreating you…”
“ehen! Mum you are so incredible!” Lara interrupted her.
“Where were you when he maltreated me? What did you do when he turned me into a punching bag? Aren’t the same person who rocked the boat of the marriage cos of money? You made me go through hell!” Lara said..  anger creeping into her voice.
“Hold on! And let me talk!” Lara rose up when her mother tried to speak up.
“Do I look like some commodity you can use to trade? Now that Tony is ill, you feel he can no longer fulfill your selfish needs, you want me to divorce him right? Perhaps you want to marry me off to someone else again abi?”
“No Lara! I’m only concerned about you and myself! You must divorce Tony. I need a grandchild!” Funke shot at her.
“What has a grandchild got to do with Tony’s illness?” Lara fired back.
“Tony isn’t only crippled, he’s impotent! The accident rendered him impotent!” Funke screamed.
Lara stopped momentarily, what’s her mother trying to say.
“I beg your pardon…what did you just say?” her voice was low.
“oh yes! The affected spinal cord did not only affect his legs, it affected his manhood! Your husband can’t perform anymore!” Funke shrilled.
“Perform as in how?” Lara couldn’t help asking.
“He can’t make love to you! Can you go on like this? No sex, no child bearing…no…..no…. Lara, try to understand me!” Funke explained.
“Mum…you mean..you mean…” her voice trailed off.
She felt sweat trickling down her face.
“You see, my daughter, you can’t go on like that. Even if he gets on his feet again, there’s no possibility that he would be able to perform anymore.” Funke said triumphantly.
Lara thought for a while, she began pacing up and down the room sweating profusely. She stopped abruptly facing her mother.
“Well, Tony had never made love to me, so even this isn’t a new development..” she began to say.
“Haaa! Lara please don’t do this o! I need a grandchild! You want your father’s name to be wiped off the earth?” Funke held her daughter.
Lara smiled mischievously, she had wanted an opportunity to get back at her mother, this was a chance.
“Well, mum, I don’t think you need a grandchild, if you did, you wouldn’t have made me suffer all I suffered. This is what you want, you must live with it. Continue to enjoy more money!” Lara sneered.
“I need to leave now!” Lara picked her bag.
“Lara please..” Funke tried to hold her.
“Take your hands off me!” Lara pushed her away.
“I hate you!” Lara told her, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“You hear me? I said I hate you! I would never forgive you! You ruined my life…” Lara sniffed, before storming out of the house.
...
Tony watched Lara as she tucked him bed. She has not been herself ever since she went to see her mother two weeks ago. No more the cheerful-smiling Lara, the old Lara seem to be creeping back in place.
“Good night.” she whispered turning to leave.
“Lara?” he called out, just as she held the door knob.
“Yes?” she didn’t look back.
“Can we talk?” his voice was low.
“Can’t wait till morning?” she asked irritated.
“Please…” he sounded desperate.
With a sigh, Lara turned and walked up to him.
“so?” she said crawling up the bed beside him.
“Lara…” he began, taking her hands.
She pulled away, he expected that too.
“Errm, I just wanna ask if you’re alright? Ever since you came from your mother’s place You’ve been moody….errrmm, is anything wrong?” he said in a cool voice.
Lara looked away. Why’s he asking her that? He cares?
“I’m fine.” she sighed.
“I know you are, but deep within you are troubled, talk to me
Lara…” He said soothingly.
She looked at him briefly, he doesn’t sound like Tony at all, did the illness change him?
“Is there anything the doctor said about your health apart from your legs?” she asked.
Tony felt his heart beat increase.
“Your mother told you right?” his voice was faint.
“she did, and I wonder why you never told me that…” she replied getting off the bed.
“Lara…I just felt you shouldn’t know, I know it'll hurt you..”
“It hurts more that I heard it from someone else…” her voice was rising.
“I’m sorry, its just that….errmm…
Lara please, understand me….” he looked confused.
“Understand you? Of course you know Lara is daft! An Illiterate can never understand!” her voice became harsh.
“No Lara…what I mean is that, I would be treated, and everything would become fine…” he tried to explain.
Lara shook her head slowly.
“Your legs will be treated not your ….your…your…Impotency!” she replied angrily.
Tony’s eyes narrowed, he looked hurt. He wore a painful look that made Lara regret her words.
“That’s not true Lara..its just that…that…some things got complicated…once my spinal cord gets back in place, I’ll normal again…” his voice was shaky.
“Normal again? Were you normal before?” Lara made a face.
“When you were busy sleeping around Sophia…have…have …you ever thought if…if…if…I’m human with needs?” tears filled her eyes.
“This marriage is almost two years now..and…and…” sobs choked her.
“Lara please, I know I’ve wronged you…but please…” he was crying too.
“I guess you want me stay right? But how am I sure you ain't trying to be nice just because you’re ill! I’m sure when you get back on your feet again; you'll become the real Tony, and I’ll no longer be Lara but a daft-illiterate girl!” Lara said angrily, before turning to leave the room.
“Lara please wait” he called after her.
But she left banging the door behind her.
Tony stared at the door in horror. He knew he was doomed, should Lara decide to end the marriage.
He was at her mercy.
“God help me!” he clasped his palms in prayer.
Maybe she was right, that if he gets on his feet, he might not regain his manhood! Perhaps the doctor lied to him? The doctor told him, all would be well…
“Tony you are in deep mess:” he muttered fighting back tears.
If Lara should leave him, he won’t survive it. He might lose his life, cos he was madly in love with her.

..This is just the beginning watch out for part 11

MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 9)

Lara folded her arms round her chest as she watched her mother in-
law pack some fruits into a basket.
“You’re going out” she said rather than asked.
“Yes, but I’ll be back soon.” Amara replied covering the basket with a
table cloth.
“I’m coming with you…” Lara began to say.
“No…”
“I’m coming with you!” she said firmly.
“Lara, you can’t come with me, okay?” Amara tried to soothe her.
“Is there anything wrong? You’ve been going out now for the past one
week, and…and… Or is there anything you’re hiding from me?” Lara
said with a frown.
“Now, Lara relax your nerves, okay. Stay back, I’l buy you something
when I’m coming back.” Amara patted her.
“Okay then…I’l be going back to my place.” Lara pouted.
“Lara! You can’t…”
“I can’t stay here all alone!” Lara began to cry.
Amara sighed, she knew her game is up. She need to tell Lara the
truth. But how would she start? Tony would be discharged that night.
“Errm..Lara, Tony had an accident, he’ll be discharged today.” she said
slowly.
“Accident? Tony?” Lara held her chest firmly.
“Yes, he’l be discharged today.” Amara sighed again.
“I’m coming with you to see him!” Lara said huskily.
“No…I’l drop you at your place instead, you’l see him later in the day,
when he’s been discharged.” Amara told her.
Lara felt her knee go weak, she prayed the accident isn’t that bad.
...
Lara toyed with her cornrows out of boredom, her mother-in-law had
called to tell her they were on their way.
She tried to imagine what Tony would look like, maybe he would wear
a scowl, or perhaps bark at her.
She heard the front door open, she stood up sharply, expectantly.
“Welco…” what she saw made her Tongue stick to the roof of her
mouth…
Tony sat in a wheel chair, he looked so pale. Chief Ifiora pushed the
wheel chair into the room.
Lara looked on, she tried to speak, but couldn’t. Tony looked up at her,
he held her gaze, his eyes full of regrets, sorrow and pains.
Lara looked away, tears stung her eyelids, was it real? She asked
herself.
“Don’t cry.” Amara hugged her.
Lara wept on her shoulder, she watched her father-in-law push Tony
in his wheel chair towards his room.
Tears blurred her vision. Was this the same Tony she saw few days
ago? Now he is in a wheel-chair?
She hugged her mother-inlaw and they both wept holding each other
tightly.
“Breakfast is ready…” Lara cooed as she helped Tony sit-up on his
bed.
He was watching her closely, she’s been supportive ever since he
came back from the hospital.
He had always imagined her paying him back his evils now that he’s
defenceless, but she proved his imaginations wrong.
He wondered if she had forgiven him, cos he’s not even asked for her
forgiveness yet.
“Hope you don’t mind me putting too much milk in your tea…the
doctor said you should drink alot of milk o.” Lara smiled as she
offered him a cup of tea in a saucer.
“Thank you.” he said almost in a whisper.
“Your toast is here, your boiled eggs, your potato chips, your fried
plantains, your ….” Lara listed as she pushed a tray full of food
towards him.
“for only me?” Tony’s eyes widened.
“Yes o! The doctor said you need a balanced diet!” Lara said
Tony laughed, he never knew she had a sense of humour.
“Eat up, while I get your bath water ready…” she quipped.
“Errrm..Lara?” he searched her eyes.
“yes?” she turned to look at him.
“I…errm…I…just…wanted to say I’m sorry..for..for..all I did to you…
I’m…” he stammered.
“Oh please, don’t start! Stop those I’m sorry stuff!” Lara frowned.
“I don’t..know….Its..just that…just that…I feel I’m not worth your
kindness….” he continued.
“Now, don’t talk like that, I hold no grudges against you..okay? Now
eat up and take your bathe, you know your father would be here
soon…remember you’re seeing the doctor today…huh?” she said
sweetly.
Tony held her gaze for a while before she looked away. She walked
gently towards his bathroom.
. Wait patiently for part 10 soonest

MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 7 & 8)

Tony knotted his tie whilst sipping some coffee. The
night had been terrible, different night mares taunting
him, he was awake 75 percent of the night.
He ignited his car, and Lara crossed his mind. Her
beautiful eyes that widens when she’s scared was all he
could see. He’s been just wicked to her, only God knows
the story she’s telling his father now about him.
He changed his gear and sped on the highway.
He knew his father won’t spare him, he would take the
company off his hand, collect all he has and worst of all
disown him.
“Oh poo!” he rubbed his eyes.
He opened them lazily at first, then they popped out.
A madman was standing on the road before him, just a
few yards away. He couldn’t stop the car cos he was
moving at a high speed.
He expertly turned the steering wheel moving the car
off the road.
The car swerved beyond control, he muttered some quick
prayers, he was sure he would die.
The car somersaulted throwing him out through the
window…
...
Lara giggled as she bit into her roasted chicken, she
was having lunch with her in-laws. She felt joy surge
through her veins, what more could she ask for? She
felt loved by them. They were doting on her, most-
especiallyher father in-law Chief Ifiora.
“I taught your mother in-law how to cook o.” Ifiora
chuckled at her.
“well I taught him how to eat!” Amara said and they all
burst out laughing.
Lara watched them as they laughed, they looked so much
alike; happy couples she thought as she smiled.
“When I was a boy, I helped my mother in the kitchen.”
Ifiora said with pride.
“well that’s cos you liked it.” Amara replied.
“Not at all! I was an only child that’s why!” he defended
himself.
“Hmm…Tony Is an only child too, but can’t make himself
a mug of coffee.” Amara chirped cleaning her mouth
with a napkin.
Lara felt shivers run down her spine at the mention fo
‘Tony’, she saw her father-in-law cringe too.
“Talking about Tony…” Ifiora’s voice became coarse.
“He couldn’t even call or do something…he’s expecting
me to call him right?” he shook his head.
“I guess so!” Amara made a face.
“Hmm, I’m going to teach him a lesson he’ll never
forget!” he basked like a lizard in the sun.
“Lesson? That boy is soooooo stubborn!” Amara said
with disgust.
Chief Ifiora’s phone rang loudly.
“A strange number…” Amara said giving the phone to
him.
“Hello?” he listened for a while.
“Yes you’re speaking with Chief Ifiora…”
he listened again.
“What?!” he rose to his feet.
Lara stopped eating, she wanted to know what was
happening.
“Okay, okay, I’m coming right away!” He ended the call.
“Darling get me my Jacket!” he told Amara.
“What happened?” Lara asked quitely.
“Oh, nothing really, just eat your food.” he forced a
smile.
“Ogini? What going on?” Amara appeared holding his
jacket.
He whispered something to her in Igbo, for once Lara
wished she understood Igbo.
“We need to go now! Lara take care!” Amara said
throwing a scarf round her head.
“Can I come with you?” Lara rose to her feet.
“No..you just take care, okay? We’ll be back soon.”
Amara said as she and her husband left through the
exit.
Lara sighed deeply as she heard them drive out of the
compound.
Definitely something is wrong some where….she
fidgeted nervously.
"You guys need to see what happened next"

...Watch out for Part 9.. Same time tommorow

MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 6)

Lara sat on the tiled floor, she pulled a bowl of hot water towards her, added some  dettol, before dipping a face towel into the bowl.
“Easy girlie…” she soothed herself as she massaged her body. It had ached her all night.
“Ouch! Eeish!” she exclaimed as she pressed her swollen eye a little.
Her door squeaked open, she didn’t bother to look up, she knew it was Tony.
Tony stood for while watching her massage and press her body in pains. He felt his heart melt! So he was now a ‘wife beater’ ?
“Good morning Lara.” He said gently.
“ouch!” Lara exclaimed pressing a swollen part of her arm.
“Errm….sorry…” Tony said squatting beside her.
She didn’t reply, she continued her work.
“Errm..Lara, I’m very sorry for what happened yesterday…” he began
“Hmm! Did you brush your teeth this morning?” Lara covered her nose with her free hand.
He felt offended, he exhaled sharply
“I shouldn’t have done what I did yesterday…my anger took better part of me…” he was trying his best to sound gentle.
Lara laughed quietly.
He peered at her face, he wondered if she heard him.
She applied some balm to her wounds before looking up at him.
“So what now? You came to kill me?” she asked.
“No…Lara I’m truly sorry for…”
“Abegi! Spare those thrash talk! Go and meet your Igbo sister and leave me alone! Who are you trying to deceive?” she interrupted him.
“Lara..” he tried to hold her but she pushed him away. Her hands moved to the bowl of water and Swoosh! She threw it at him- towel and all.
Tony looked surprised, he surveyed his drenched office clothes with his eyes.
“how dare you!” he shot at her.
“Oh yea! I just dared you! Rubbish! Because I’m not an Igbo that’s why you are treating me this way sebi?” Lara rose to her feet.
“Don’t you ever try that on me again!” Tony’s anger let loose.
“So what if I do? You’ll flog me? Ehn? Answer me! Osi buruku!” she clapped her hands.
“You’ll pay for this!” he told her walking towards the door.
“Mr Tony?” she called after him.
He stopped holding the door knob.
Lara walked slowly towards him, a smile playing on her lips.
“Tony, I just felt I should remind you, that, the law of karma still reigns!” she chuckled before walking into her bathroom.
“Hello? Mummy?” Lara placed her phone on her ears. She knew what to expect. Tony has taken her report to her mother again.
“Hello Lara? What’s this I’m hearing about you?” her mother began.
Lara grimaced
“So what did you hear?”
“Lara! I want you to come over to my place now!” her mother ordered cutting the call.
“Sure…just a few minutes, and you'll see your beautiful daughter with a swollen face and wounds all over her body!” Lara said to the phone, though she knew her mother won’t hear.
She walked into her mother’s sitting room without bothering to knock. She looked around, the room was re-furnished. Even her mother looked furnished.
“Good day mum!” Lara threw her bag at an armchair.
“Lara? What happened to your eyes-your face?” as Funke asked with concern.
“Need to see some more?” Lara chuckled showing her wounds to her mother.
“Who did this to you?” Funke asked again.
“of course my loving, sweet, adorable husband!” Lara said sarcastically.
“What?!” Funke was shocked.
“Which one is ‘what’ again? Sebi this is what you want? Ehn? Are you surprised?, better save your surprised look till when they bring …” Lara said carefreely.
“How could he do such to you? I’m sure something went wrong! Was it after you poured hot water on him?” Funke said ignoring her daughter’s sarcasm.
Lara laughed.
“my daughter, its well, you should just go back home, I’ll call Tony…” Funke began to say.
“not yet! I’m staying here for at least two weeks! I need to rest, before going back to that dungeon!” Lara protested, before taking her bag inside.
Funke watched her daughter walk inside. She picked her phone and dialled Tony.
“Hello? My in law?”
she listened for a while
“yes! Please do me a favour, let Lara stay with me for like a week, please..” she lowered voice.
“Okay thanks, God bless you!” she ended the call.
....Watch out for part 7..

MY HUSBAND AND I (part 5)

“Haaaa! Are you kidding me?” Deji screamed at her sobbing friend.
“Dear friend that’s my story..” Lara wiped a tear
“oh Lara you are too soft…she’s been in this house for weeks now, and you can’t throw her out?” Deji squealed.
“I think she has come to stay…” Lara began to say.
“Come to stay for where? Lara don’t just provoke me o! I wonder why I wasn’t in town all this while…” Deji bit her finger.
Just then Sophia walked lazily into the sitting room, she cat walked towards the fridge.
“Errm…Lara?” Sophia called out sipping from a bottle of yoghurt.
“Ma?” Lara said rising to her feet, to the surprise of Deji.
“Isn’t it high time you prepare lunch? I’m starving.” Sophia added authoritatively.
“Okay ma, Let me…” Lara began to say.
“Shut up!” Deji cut her short.
“Who is your ‘ma’ ? This ingrate? This monster with a face of a donkey?” Deji chided her.
“Who are you referring to?” Sophia dropped her bottle.
“You!” Deji replied rising up.
” you are the donkey! Oshi! Witch! I wonder what’s wrong with this Igbo woman! Husband snatcher!” Deji added with her hands akimbo.
“Deji please don’t!” Lara tried to stop her.
“Leave me jor! Abi she jazz you ni? Imagine this vegetable eating Igbo claiming oyinbo! Olori buru ku!” Deji body shook as she spoke.
“You don’t dare insult me!” Sophia glared at her.
“Insult ke! I’ll beat you ni! Rubbish!” Deji pushed Sophia roughly.
Wham! Sophia slapped Deji.
“Deji…” Lara was alarmed.
“Haaaa! Yeeee! You slapped me? You dey form Igbo geh abi? I go show you say I no be Yoruba geh for nothing!” Deji screamed before grabbing Sophia from her feet.
They engaged in a scuffle, Deji sitting atop Sophia feeding her with punches and slaps.
“Deji please…” Lara was very frightened.
“Deji to ri Olorun, please stop!” she finally pulled Deji off Sophia.
“Allow me jor! Lemme show this Donkey!” Deji charged at Sophia again.
“No No No! Deji don’t!” Lara pushed her friend into a sofa, giving Sophia the opportunity to run into the guest room.
“You have to go now!” Lara led the fuming Deji towards the exit.
“Are driving me away?”
“No…I don’t want Tony to meet you here…please, I can handle it..” Lara pushed her forward.
“Ehen the Tony sef! Let him come na, lemme teach him his own lesson!” Deji ranted.
“Noooo, just go please! For my sake!” Lara pleaded with her.
“Okay! If anything should happen, call me! You hear?” Deji ordered.
“Yes, bye!” Lara rushed to her room.
She sat down at her bed’s edge. She knew she was in hot soup. Tony won’t spare her.
...
Lara supported her aching head with her hands, she was far far away in the land of thought’s and imaginations.
“Lara!”
Yikes! Tony is back! When did he come back, she must have thought deep!
“Lara!” Tony called out again.
“Sir?” she walked out of her room, her legs were weak, her heart pounding furiously.
“Welcome!” she flexed her knee
“What did you do to her?” Tony gestured towards Sophia who was weeping profusely.
Lara’s heart missed uncountable beats, her eyes widened in terror
“I…I…I….d…did…not..did…” she began to stammer.
A resounding slap landed on her right cheek, making her mouth to twist, She saw stars
“You are really proving to be stubborn! This illiterate girl!” Tony ranted as he pulled a cable off the TV set.
Lara backed away on sighting the wire he was holding.
“Come back here!” Tony ordered
She didn’t obey, instead she stood by the wall staring him wide eyed.
“Okay then, let me come to you!”
Tony walked towards her, his eyes were bloodshot.
Lara shut her eyes tightly, as the cable landed on her arm. She didn’t wince or let out a cry, she just stood there absorbing all the pains.
She walked quietly into her room after Tony had let her go.
She poured some cold water on her head, she thought it was on fire.
She looked up at her reflection in the mirror.
Her right eye was swollen and red, tiny lines of blood streaked through the corner of her lips.
She let her tears flow freely, she wished her mother would be here to watch what she’s going through.

....  Part 6 drops later!

MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 4)

“5 am!” Lara said as she rolled on her bed. She had been sleepless all night. She pulled her Bible, read some Psalms before saying some prayers of appreciation to her creator.
She washed her face, and walked slowly out of her room. She decided to make breakfast early, so that by the time ‘the devil’ will wake-up, she would be safe away in her room.
She walked past the guest room, Soft moans escaped the door. She stopped momentarily and listened some more.
Where’s Tony? She tip-toed into his room. It was empty, no sign like someone slept there last night.
She felt like mad as she rushed back to the guest room..
She heard Sophia giggling.. David’s grunts were audible now..
Yikes! He was making love to her, right inside their matrimonial home?
She tapped the door sharply, the whole place fell silent. She knocked some more before Tony opened the door.
Their eyes met, she held his gaze for a while before looking him all over. He was unclad except for the towel tied loosely round his waist.
“Tony?” she gasped.
He didn’t look at her.
He looked like he was making up his mind to do something.
“Tony you!” her voice shook.
“What do you want?” he cleared his throat.
“Honey, I’m waiting…” Sophia called from the room.
“What do I want? Tony are you supposed to be doing this?” Lara asked in fierce whisper.
“It’s none of your business!” he snapped.
“True! ” she swallowed hard.
“Mind you, don’t ever come knocking this door again!” he warned sternly.
“Okay…” she shook her head turning to leave.
“But Tony? Have it in mind that my God will judge you…if not today…it’ll be tomorrow!” she told him before running back to her room with tears running down her cheeks.
aww....what a pity!....Watch out for part 5..

MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 3)

Lara’s phone rang waking her up rudely from her nap. She squinted at her phone’s screen-
‘Mummy’ was all she could see.
“Hello?” she said in a sleepy voice.
“Iwo omo buruku yi, what on earth is your problem?” Funke -her mother screamed into her ears.
“Mummy, is anything the problem?” she rubbed her eyes.
“Nonsense!” came her mother’s reply.
“People use what they have to get what they want in life, is anything wrong if I give my only daughter out to a rich family?” She sounded aggressive.
Lara glanced at her phone screen again in terror, before placing it back to her ear.
“Mummy, If I did something wrong, just tell me…” she began to say softly.
“Do I need to remind you of your deeds? You’ve become disrespectful, you no longer cook for your husband, you’re even threatening to leave your matrimonial home!” her mother queried.
“But..mum…”
“No buts, so gbo? Rubbish! And let me remind you, don’t just come to my house if your husband divorces you due to your stubbornness.” her mother shouted again.
Lara bit her lower lip.
“Mum….”
the line went dead.
She stared at her phone in silence, what kind of life is this? Tony had told her mother fake stories about her. How can her mother be this selfish? She pondered.
“Hello…” Tony intoned behind her.
She turned sharply, her eyes widened, how did he get there?
“So are you ready to turn a new leaf?” he wore a mischievous smile.
She pursed her lips, fidgeting at her dress.
“Go make me a mug of choco.” he ordered walking out of her room.
She swallowed hard, she felt her heart split. She ran her fingers gently on her chest.
“It’s well, I’ll survive, somehow, anyhow, one day, it’ll be over.” she whispered to herself as she fought to keep back tears.
...
Lara wiped her hands on her apron, she pushed the flask of food away from her, before proceeding to peel some plantains.
Tony had called her earlier, to make a meal for two, as he was bringing a guest home.
Whoever the guest was? She shrugged.
She began setting the table when the door bell rang, she rushed to open it.
“Welcome” she said as Tony brushed past her.
She turned to look at the guest, she almost mistook the guest to be a male.
“Good day.” Lara said softly.
The guest was wearing a trouser suit, she was masculine, her hair cut very low. If not for the earrings, she could be called a male.
“Hy,” the guest said coldly.
“Errm, Sophy, have a seat, make yourself comfortable..” Tony began to say.
“Not so fast, won’t you introduce me to her?” the guest said with a low laugh.
“Well…okay…, Sophy, meet my Illiterate wife- Lara, errrm, Lara meet my cutie pie-Sophia.” he chuckled.
Sophia laughed out loud.
“Well Lara, I’ve heard a lot about you…” she extended her hand for a shake.
Lara shook her head in pain, she didn’t take Sophia's hand. She began counting her toes.
“Errm, Sophy darling, lets proceed to the dining area, I believe she should have set the table by now .” Tony led Sophia towards the dinning room..
Lara watched them from the corner of her eyes, her eyes stung her as tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Hmm, she cooks well…” Sophia said eating in mouth fulls.
“Oh yes! And that’s the main reason I’m still keeping her, else, she should be in her parents house by now” Tony said loudly.
“Oh Sweerie, that was too rude…” Sophia laughed.
Lara walked lightly into her room, she went on her knees. Is this real? She thought.
She felt she needed to talk to somebody. Her mum was out of question, Deji isn’t in town for now. She decide to pray, though she doesn’t believe in prayers.
“God…” she looked towards heaven.
“I know you can see all that’s happening, do I deserve such treatments?” she sniffed.
“I have no one to talk to, nowhere to go…you are all I have now…my father is no more…” she sobbed.
“I heard you are a father to the fatherless, don’t forsake me O'Lord….help me dear father….” her body shook with sobs.
She laid on the hard floor, she liked its coldness, it gave her some sort of comfort.
Tony isn’t a human being…she thought. He is either a beast or the devil himself. He dared bring his mistress into their home…he knew there’s nothing he could do.

... Watch out for part 4

MY HUSBAND AND I (PART 2)

MY HUSBAND AND I
(Part 2)
Lara sprayed some perfume on her skippy nightie, she walked to her mirror again.
“Hmm yummy! Plan number four on point!” she laughed before proceeding to Tony’s room.
She opened the door gently, she peeped first before walking into the room.
Tony was lying down on the kingsized bed, the covers were drawn half-way stoping at his waist. His chest was bare revealing his ‘Six-packs’ features. She craved to touch, but that isn’t on her list.
She came here to discuss something important-theirmarriage.
She crawled beside him, his breathing was slow and steady.
So this man can sleep?! She thought.
She shifted closer to him, how would she wake him up? She felt like a rat trying to bell a cat.
She touched his arm slightly and…
Tony’s eyes shot open, his face transformed into a scowl.
“Sorry to disturb you…” Lara said in a shaky voice.
“What do you want?” he growled
Lara’s lips moved but no words came
“Damn it!” he sat up.
“Can’t I sleep again? Can’t you gerrit into your brain that I need to rest? This illiterate girl is something else! Is s-ex a necessity?” he yelled at her.
“No..I..was ..was…was..just…” Lara moved away from him terrified.
“Get outta my sight!” he barked at her.
Lara scampered out of the room full of fear and hate, she threw her self on her bed and wept.
What would she do? She had tried all she can? Besides its not that she’s interested in the marriage too, but she had to do this for her mother.
He called her an illiterate! She sobbed some more.
She was definitely going to show him, Illiterates can go crazy to! She wiped her tears, wishing for sleep to come.
...
The sun rays bathed her room. She glanced at the wall-clock, 7:30 am.
She stretched lazily on her bed. She had her plans on mind, no more cooking till further notice.
“Lara!” Tony banged her door.
Devil! She hissed pulling the blanket over her head.
“Lara!!” Tony banged some more, louder.
“Nonsense, are you hungry?” She hissed again.
“Lara?” Tony said walking into the room.
She didn’t move, she remained motionless on her bed.
“Lara!” he shook her roughly.
“Uhm? Uhm? What is it?” she muttered pretending to be just waking up.
He pointed at the wall clock. Her eyes followed his hand, then back at his face.
“Ehen? So?” she asked with a frown.
Tony felt like squeezing her lips
“Are you daft or something? Don’t you know I’m running late for work? Where’s my breakfast?” his voice was fierce.
“Illiterates don’t know how to cook!” She quipped, lying back on her bed.
David glared at her, his eyes bloodshot
He pulled off the bed angrily, throwing her on the hard floor.
Lara shrieked in pain, she stood up to face him.
“where’s my breakfast?” he barked
“I’m fed up Tony! Did you hear me? I won’t cook in this house anymore! Go and get a girl with masters degree to cook for you!” She screamed at him.
He charged at her, she didn’t move, she just stood there rooted.
He stoped facing her, he brought his face close to hers
“If you don’t cook in this house, then you should be ready to go back to your parents!” he told her.
“Hehehehe! Wonder shall never end!” she clapped her hands eyeing him derisively.
“This is an opportunity I’ve been waiting for..” she laughed.
“Really?” he sneered
“Yes o! Wait and see If I will not leave! Do you think you are the only man in the world?” she told him.
Lara flung her wardrobe open, and started throwing some clothes into a bag. She started singing loudly.
“I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the world I’m coming home…”
Tony watched her for a while, before leaving the room. He chuckled as he walked to his car.
This girl is crazy! He thought.
He had to stop her from leaving, he suddenly felt he had a soft spot for her.
“my oga, good moni!” Adamu- the gateman greeted him as he drove out.
He beckoned to Adamu, who walked up to him smiling.
“Errm, Adamu, do not let Lara out of the house. Make sure you lock the gate properly. Gerrit?”
“Yes my oga!” Adamu waved
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MY HUSBAND AND I (PART 1)

LETS HAVE SOME FUN WHILE HAVING A HAPPY READING.
MY HUSBAND AND I (PART 1)
Lara gazed at her full length at the mirror; satisfied by what she saw, she smiled to herself.
She smoothened the hips of her flimsy knee length gown, she loved her hips, its one of her greatest physical asset.
“Hmmm can’t wait!” she told herself excitedly as she oiled her cornrows.
She should have fixed a weavon or plaited some braids as her friend-Deji had adviced, but she isn’t a fan of those artificial stuffs, she preferred to go natural.
“What’s lacking?” she asked her beautiful reflection.
“Nothing more, just to wait for the man.” she chuckled.
Tony, her husband, would be back home, after spending five good months overseas on his so called ‘business trips’.
Their marriage was barely a year, and Tony has spent more than half of it travelling. She hissed.
Their’s was an arranged marriage, she had met Tony for the first time on their wedding day. She remembered how harsh he was on that day.
He had always gave excuses when it comes to making love. He had never touched her, not even a kiss…
The door bell rang, interrupting her thoughts.
“Yea baby! Time for action!” she said excitedly as she catwalked to the door.
“Hey…welcome back home!” she said pleasantly as he walked in.
“Thank you!” Tony mumbled.
She tried to hug him, but he stopped her
“Please!” he raised his hands.
She swallowed hard, plan number one failed. Next plan…
“Emm, why don’t you take a cold shower? You must be tired after such a long journey…, I’d be setting the table..so that …you can eat.” Lara said with a sweet smile.
Tony ignored her, instead, he walked past her into his room.
Lara followed him with her eyes.
What was she gonna do, he still hates her this much. She sighed heavily sitting at the edge of a sofa.
She was lost in her thoughts when Tony’s phone rang sharply. She stared at the phone as it vibrated on the center table, she was tempted to pick it but couldn’t, Tony had warned her severally never to pick his calls.
“Hello Baby?” Tony said into the phone catching Lara’s attention.
“Yea, just arrived few minutes ago.” he said again.
Lara swallowed hard. Baby? Did he just call another woman baby?
“No no no! That’s not true baby, you know I’ll miss you more.” Tony said again.
Lara rose sharply, she felt her anger rose, this was a disrespect to the highest order.
“Yea love, ama call ya later. Okay? Take care sweerie.” he cooed softly before ending the call.
He turned to Lara who glaring at him.
“Why don’t you get me my food, instead of you standing there like a palm tree?” he said scornfully.
“Who is she?” Lara blurted out.
” ‘she isnt your business” He snapped at her.
“Now move your bum into the kitchen!” he ordered.
Lara walked quitely into the kitchen, she was no longer angry but scared. She was scared of something she couldn’t fathom.
Well, she won’t give up, plan number three…
“so do you like the food?” she asked as she watched Tony eat up his food in mouthfuls.
“Your mum told me its your favourite dish.” she added not minding his rude silence.
Tony coughed slightly, gulped down some water.
“Please Lara, let me eat in peace! Do I need to choke?” his voice was harsh.
“But..I…” she looked confused.
Tony rolled his eyes.
“I wonder why this illiterate girl can’t just let me be!” He muttered at the Bewildered Lara.
“Can’t you gerrit that I don’t talk while eating? Didn’t your mother teach you table manners?” he asked angrily.
“I’m sorry.” Lara mumbled leaving the dinning area. Tears clouded her eyes, she looked visibly scared.
Tony watched her leave, he felt sorry for her. He shouldn’t treat her that way, he knew! But he just hated the marriage, he was forced into it by his parents.
She was beautiful and lovable, but his anger has already taken over his heart.
His food became tasteless, he hated to see beautiful girls cry.
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THE PRINCIPLE BEHIND RECEIVING IS GIVING

The principle of receiving is in giving out........ No doubt its
real,natural and biblical
Take for example
A man who is found of giving people beer in a beer bar will more or
less receive the same beer from friends.
Sometimes when we give out money to people or a helping hand to
the needy, we most times expect same thing in return.
But our God Almighty has something bigger than we think or expect,
have u thought of the life you are living, the problems he protects us
from spending it on ill health, cases and other things.
Have someone on earth ever said about you "If not for the help/money
this man/woman gave to me"
Most times you ask yourselves why the riche becomes richer whereas
poor get poorer............Principle of giving and receiving don't be the
Red sea
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2015/2016 SCREENING EXERCISE FOR DIRECT ENTRY CANDIDATES AND AFFILIATE INSTITUTIONS

Nnamdi Azikiwe University has scheduled its 2015/2016 screening exercise for Direct Entry and Affiliated Institutions’ candidates to hold as follows:

1.DATE: Direct Entry - Friday October 23, 2015.
Affiliate Institutions – Saturday, October 24, 2015

2.VENUES:
i. Multi Purpose Hall (opposite Banking Plaza)
ii. Faculty of
Management sciences
iii. Utility building
iv. CBN building
v. Faculty of Law and
vi.University Library.

3. TIME: Checking in of students commences at 9am each day.
4. ELIGIBILITY: For Direct Entry, only candidates who made the University first choice are eligible for the exercise.

5. SCREENING TEST FEE: For Direct Entry candidates only, Two thousand naira only in Bank Draft payable to Nnamdi Azikiwe University, Awka to be presented on the day of the screening exercise and obtained from any of the following banks:
Diamond Bank
Enterprise Bank
Fidelity Bank
First Bank
GTB
Access Bank
UBA
Zenith Bank

6. OTHER REQUIREMENTS
i. File
ii. 2 digital passport photographs
iii. 2 copies each of qualifying certificate
iv. HP pencil and Eraser
v. Bank Draft
vi. Jamb Application slip
The file should have the name of the candidate, JAMB Reg. No and Department written on the front page.

7. RESTRICTION
(I) No handset shall be allowed in the examination halls
(II) Parents and Guardians are not allowed within the premises of the examination halls

Dr. I.H. Isidienu
Ag. Registrar

Unizik Merit Admission list 2015/2016 is out

Nnamdi Azikiwe University
RELEASE AND UPLOAD OF MERIT ADMISSION
This is to inform the general public that the Nnamdi Azikiwe University has released and uploaded Merit Admission for the 2015/2016 Academic Session.
Candidates are expected to check their admission status free of charge on the University portal my.unizik.edu.ng/admission status.
The University administration warns that admission into the University is strictly on merit. Beware of anybody requesting you to pay money for this purpose or asking for gratification of any sorts. No one aided you to secure admission.
Please send information to info@unizik.ed.ng for any complaints.

10 Reasons Engineers Are Usually The Best Partners In Relationships

Ahh engineers. They are a breed of their own. Some of the smartest
people out there, combined with a personality that can be confusing
at first, if you are a free spirit, fly by the seat of your pants type like
me.
But once you understand them, you realize there are major pluses to
having one as your partner.
1. They are extremely organized
It’s no secret that engineers tend to be somewhat particular about
where their things go. They like to have easy access, up-to-date
technology, working solutions, and organization in their world.
Perhaps their idea of organization is not the same as yours, but being
with an engineer means respecting their ways, as intruding in their
system can be disruptive to their balance and ability to be productive.
And you will enjoy leading an organized life with your loved one.
2. They know how to handle high-pressure and stressful situations
well
Engineers encounter a lot of high stress situations at work, and they
know they can’t lose their minds. This is actually a great thing for you
if you are the partner of this logical type, because that means he or
she won’t join you on the emotional rollercoaster, and instead be a
calming force in the relationship.
3. They absorb information quickly
Men and women in the engineering profession acquire acute attention
to detail.
Not only does this mean they will want that specific type of cheese
and will go to the store late at night just to get it, it also means they
will remember special dates, things you said, small details, and be
extremely thoughtful when in a relationship.
They won’t necessarily show it in the lovey-dovey way – but they will
remember to get you that one thing for your birthday you mentioned
briefly months ago, and not even make a big fuss about it.
4. They make amazing teachers
Engineers have the ability to take a lot of information, and condense it
into a few words. Working with a lot of data everyday, they have to
categorize what’s important and what’s not, since prioritizing their
efforts and energy is of the utmost importance when focusing on a
project.
This translates into their relationships as well. If you are lucky to be
dating an engineer, or married to one like me, your household will not
be one of many words, but the words will be very meaningful.
5. They have no problem committing to someone, or to something
Engineers are some of the most dedicated people, and they will work
on one thing until it’s perfect. Committing to such a demanding career
shows that they are not short-sighted, and this can translate to how
they view their personal relationships as well.
They don’t like to waste time with too many relationships, and would
rather have more serious, quality partnerships. Quality over quantity
can ring very true with this group.
6. They are actually very creative
The myth that engineers are math nerds could not be further from the
truth.
Engineers actually have to be very creative to come up with solutions
for impossible problems on a daily basis. This sort of creativity
requires a lot of brain power however, so many engineers blow off
steam by doing something else creative, like playing an instrument,
painting, or working on a “fun” project that tunes their ever-thinking
brain out. Your home will never be a boring place.
7. They have the ability to think logically, think ahead, and make a
plan
Being with an engineer means you always have a plan. Whether it’s
for the weekend, your next trip, your meals, your future, or your
finances. Sometimes it can be difficult to keep up with their level of
brain organization, but you can rest a$$ured that you are ultimately
safe, and do not have to worry about a thing.
8. They are not lazy
Engineers never really rest. Even on their days “off”, they continue to
engineer away in their mind. They may put off a project for a while to
let the solution come to them, but they don’t give up and rarely get
discouraged.
They know there will be a solution – they just have to find it. This
makes them incredible partners because they are willing to put work
into solving your relationship problems until there is resolution.
9. They have a lot of initiative, and re-engineer everyday problems to
find better, more functional solutions
This does mean that you will find their “solutions” around the house.
Solutions for leaky pipes, or solutions for the neighbor’s cat who
keeps leaving presents in your lawn. Nevertheless, they solve
everyday problems themselves, without having to call a professional.
You can trust that if your house is flooding and the roof is on fire,
they will figure something out.
10. They have an impressive ability to admit mistakes and re-work
their approach
Because their work can require a lot of trial and error, engineers learn
to rethink their strategies constantly. This translates nicely into
relationships, as it makes them more likely to examine a behavior that
may not be producing very good results (and making you mad), and
look for ways to change it to achieve better results.
If you are lucky to have found yourself one of these gems, celebrate
their qualities, appreciate their talents, show that you see how hard
they work, and most of all, enjoy the perks of having such a thoughtful
partner!