Wrong Number
Episode 6(ctd)
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A year later, we are actually in our final year. We heard a shocking news. The news is on tv, radio, every where. A particular hospital was raided by the police, report got to them that the owner of the hospital is fetish.
He uses pregnant women for rituals. Especially those that came for abortion, he uses both the fetus and mother for rituals. Many girls have been reported to die on his operating table.
The news has already spread across the whole city. Tunde and I were shocked, this is the same hospital I almost entered to have an abortion.
βNo wonder you said your spirit did not agree with that hospitalβ Tunde said still in shock.
βI would have been a victim tooβ I said
I did not know where the tears came from, I cried. So God answered my prayer that day, I know He did not do it for me but He did it for my mother. The prayer I prayed for my mother who has served Him diligently with her whole heart was answered.
βThis is nothing but pure grace, indeed our grace differsβ I said to myself.
That very minute I made a promise that I will serve him all the rest of my life. Everything went well between us, My love for him waxed stronger. We both graduated with a first class. Tunde was the second best overall student.
Months later, went for service. We served in different states but things was going on smoothly between us. Yes, we have everything all planned out, we are getting married once we are through with service and start working.
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Wrong Number-
Episode 7
After youth service, I tried so hard to get a job but to no avail, then I resolved to teaching. I got a teaching job in a private secondary school in Lagos where I was been paid #20,000 as salary. Luckily for me I had some students I coach privately.
The school is trekable from my house, so I donβt get to use up all my salary on transport. Also because I stay with my parents, my feeding too was covered.
Tunde got a job in a private firm where heβs been paid #40,000 monthly salary. We still both search for better offer by applying for jobs online, with the hope of getting a bigger paying job. We plan to settle down when we get a better offer.
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All of a sudden, I noticed Tunde stopped calling, unlike before when he calls at least twice a day. I now do the calling, he acts so cold on phone. I asked him what the problem was and he said itβs work, that he use to come back late and tired and just go straight to bed.
I was worriedly sick, wondering what was going on because the Tunde I use to know wonβt go to bed without saying good night to me.
My house is very far from his, so I can only go to his place on weekends. I called one of the weekends to inform him that Iβm coming and he said he now goes to work on Saturdays.
Some weeks later, I got a call from him, I was surprised. βTunde remembered me today. Maybe he has realized his mistakesβ I thought. So I picked the call.
Helloβ
βHello, how are you?β
βIβm goodβ I replied
Babe! see Iβm sorry for this past days, have been very busy, work is hectic and I just hope you understandβ
βI donβt understand, Tunde you are not the only one working, why you allow your so called work to get in the way of our relationship is what I donβt getβ I stated.
βSee Iβm very sorryβ¦.
βTunde hear yourself, so you are so busy that you canβt make a 30secs call, Iβm not even asking you to call but at least you should pick mine if you canβt make the callβ
βPamilerin I know Iβve taken it too far but I promise to make it up to youβ he pleaded.
I couldnβt believe my ears, so he could apologize to me. β it’s OK, just promise youβll always find time for us, even in your busy schedules.
βI promise babe, are we good now?β
βYes we areβ I smiled. At last he has come back to his senses.
βCan you come over on Saturday, Iβve missed youβ
βAre you not going to work?β
βNo, Iβm free this Saturdayβ
His sudden change of attitude still baffles me, is he playing pranks on me or something?β I wondered.
βHello, are you still there?β his voice brought me out of reverie.
βIβm here, Iβll come on Saturdayβ
βGood, thatβs my girl. See you on Saturday then. I love you
He has hurt my feeling repeatedly, that I canβt even tell if I still love him or not.
βI love you tooβI replied
I was at his place on Saturday. I cooked for him, he ate. After eating, he started making sexual advances at me.
βTunde! Iβm not here for this, what we need now is not se.x. I think we should talkβ
βTalk about what again?β
βTunde what do you take me for, a door mat?β
βWhere is that coming from now?β
βWe are drifting apart, I donβt know if you feel what Iβm feelingβ
βSee thereβs nothing to talk about, we are fineβ
Before I could say jack, he was all over me. At first I did not respond, How will I sleep with someone who doesnβt treat me right or make me happy?
He stopped when he noticed my coldness towards him.
βEverything will be fine now I promiseβ he assured me.
βTundeβ¦.
βBabe I love you, I miss youβ he said kissing every part of my body.
I gave in, maybe he meant every word he altered.
Tunde practiced all kinds of stunts on me. Iβm very sure heβs been seeing adult films lately, because those moves are out of this world. He made me do all manner of dirty things I canβt start talking about.
After he had satisfied himself, he fell on his bed and slept off.
I cried as I watched him sleep, I felt dirty, I felt like trash. My whole body was aching. I woke him up when I was ready to leave.
βTunde! Iβm leavingβ I tapped him
βOK, you can leave Iβll give you a callβ
I couldnβt believe my ears, even a prostitute doesnβt deserve this kind of treatment.
βI said Iβm leaving, wonβt you see me off?β I said angrily.
βSee, babe Iβm tired, please let me be, itβs that too much to ask?β he barked at me.
βFine! Go ahead and sleep, honestly I canβt blame you, Iβm the one who played the foolβ I said and stormed out of his apartment.
TBC
