INTERESTING!!! A Must Read Story: “He Held Me Very Tightly, Kissed Me…. And Before We Both Knew It… We Did It” (Adesewa — Episode 5 & 6)

Wow! Compliments Of The Season Guys, Plz Am So Sorry For The Delay! Been Out Of Town Lately And Very Busy.

Read Episode 3 & 4 Here In case you miss it.

Then something happened!

Bode lost his dad. It was then i got to know dt d old man had more than one wife, as a matter of fact, he had four, one was late
already, and Bode’s mum was d last and d only one living with him until he passed away.

Among d children from d other wives, only few of them were educated, others were either bricklayers, drivers, carpenters,
tailors or petty traders. It was only Bode’s mum dt was struggling to send her children to school.

She had three of them for d late farmer, Bode was d firstborn with two kid sisters who were still in high school. The one next to
him was preparing to write WAEC when their dad passed away.

It was announced in d church and we (choir members) decided to go n register our condolence with Bode n other members of the family. On getting there, i was so touched by d way i saw d widows sitting down on a mat, wearing black attire with bowls before each of them where people who came to sympathise with them put money.

I said within me “if this kind of a thing should happen in my lifetime, i will NEVER allow my mum to be treated this way. This is humiliation in d highest order. Did these women conspire to kill the man?

Well, we greeted them. I didn’t even know what to say, as i never experienced such before. As the leader, i summoned courage, knelt down beside Bode’s mum and whispered into her ear “God will uphold you ma, He will send help to you from where u least expected.

Pls, be strong”. She said “Thanks my child. I really appreciate you”. I gave her an amount of money on behalf of d choir.
She accepted it, appreciated us, and we left. When i got home, i couldn’t stop thinking about d woman. Oh!. She was so young.

Why did she marry a polygamist? a man old enough to be her father? There must be a reason.

Whatever the reason may be, i felt for her. She’s such a beautiful young woman!. Never!. I can never go for that kind of a man, i will never allow any stupid love to blind-fold me. I can not even marry anybody from that kind of a family, see their house, the moment i stepped into the compound, i could vividly smell poverty. Where would i tell my dad i found that kind of a man?

Me?. I even trust myself.. i’m more than that. Then my mind went to what Pastor Mrs Williams told me the day she said she heard a rumour about Bode and I. 1Cor 10:12…..wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall.

Fall?. Fall for where?. Falling is only meant for those who dont stand well. Me, i cant fall, i trust myself.

I’ve been keeping myself since and i will continue to keep myself, i’ve determined that no man shall see my nakedness except my husband, and that wont happen until after marriage. That is it! While talking to myself in this manner. I slept off. Then something came up.

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….Episode 6….

It was Bode that woke me up the following morning. He told me his dad’s burial had been fixed for d next weekend, and there’s no money. He told me how his dad’s family members started blaming his mum for not giving them adequate information about his dad’s illness before the old man eventually passed away.

All these stories made me love the woman more. At last, he decided to go. I saw him off to the door, and he suddenly turned back, hugged me and gave me a peck.

I came back to d room, and started thinking of how i could help Bode and his mum concerning the burial. The only source i had was my dad, but i wasn’t sure he would even send money again this month ending as i was having a feeling he sent the last one because of my birthday. But then, i wouldn’t be able to wait till the end of the month, to know if he would send money or not, as d burial was fixed for 29th April.

So, then what can i do oooo?. “Oh Yes!..I have an idea. I will call my dad that i need money. But what if he asked what i need it for, what will i say?.. I will tell him somebody is sick and that the doctor said he needs surgery, but there’s no money, so, i wish i could render any little assistance within my reach …Can u be of help sir?”.

That was exactly what i did. He said “Who is this sick person?”. “It’s one of the corpers sir”.I lied.

“Ok. Since it’s something that has to do with life, i will try and send any amount i can between now n tomorrow. My regards to him. We’ll remember him in our prayers”.

“Thank u dad. Love u sir.” I hung up.

Then, my conscience pricked me gently “U just told a lie!.. How disappointed would your dad be if he found out!.”

I felt bad, but i quickly consoled myself by a thought “what could i have done?. How would he know?. Who will tell him?..he
cant know!.”

Almost immediately, i was relieved. I expected an alert from d bank throughout that day, to no avail, the following day too, no alert, but on d third day, i received an alert of K50,000.

Wow!. I quickly called Bode after withdrawing d money, to come n meet me at home after school hours, by then, it was just 2
days to d burial, 27th April. When he got to my room, i said “how much have u been able to get now for d burial?.” He said nothing.. that his mum’s sister who promised to send an amount of money last week failed, but just received a message
from her that morning that she would see what she can do by tomorrow. I opened my bag n gave him d K50,000 my dad sent.

He opened his mouth and couldn’t shut it.

He held me very tightly, kissed me….and before we both knew it..we did it!

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To Be Continued Tomorrow… Watch Out!!!

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