This One Is Too Much For Me! Part 2 – Evang Kemi Longe
As she shouted “Yemi we have a visitor” I just gave her a second look, “is this not Clara? I have seen this face before!” I said in my mind.
Clara is Yemi’s cousin who is in the University of Ibadan for her PhD programme. I have only seen her in a photograph. But then, I was not sure she was the one, so I decided to just keep quiet and wait for brother Yemi. From the door, one can see Bro Yemi’s bedroom’s door.
I fixed my eyes steadily on that door expecting him to come out from that door, but instead of brother Yemi, a lady in something more terrible than that of the lady at the door peeped out of that door and said “Clara please let the visitor in, Yemi is in the bathroom.” it was as if she was in an underwear, although I couldn’t see her properly.
Now I’m sure this is Clara her cousin, who is this lady half naked peeping out from his door? What was she doing in his room half naked? What could Yemi be doing in his room with a lady at this time of the day. Did the lady slept over in his room? My mind was so disturbed beyond comprehension.
This is becoming too much for me to comprehend.
“Please have your sit there” Clara said, pointing at one sofa in the living room. She marched to the TV set, switched it on for their visitor. After that, she entered the door leading to the kitchen, I guessed she was cooking.
The odour of jollof rice and also something like fried beef filled the air when I entered the living room. I was boiling inside of me. Bro Yemi didn’t tell me his cousin is around. And again, the stranger in his bedroom. I have never entered his bedroom before. I have been to his house only on few occasions. He preferred to come to my place.
Immediately after Clara entered the kitchen, she peeped out from the kitchen door again, and said: “Funmi come and see o, my cake came out so good” then the lady from the room replied “I will be with you in a jiffy” just few minutes after that, the lady came out of the room. Now she was dressed in a T-shirt and a dark brown short. I think I had seen bro Yemi in this shirt and short before.
As she noticed me looking at her, she greeted me and said “Yemi ah! The visitor is still here” looking at the direction of the bedroom as she was going into the kitchen. And then I heard Yemi said, “I will be with you in a moment, I guessed that is mama Tolu right?” I thought he was expecting me to respond, but I didn’t utter a word.
Just like a minute after that he came out of his room rubbing his face with his hands. He was more than surprised that I was not mama Tolu but Sis Tola her wife to be.
“Ah! But Sis Tola, I told you I will come and see you in the evening frowning, so why are you here?” he said. “I can’t wait till evening, I have other things for evening, But why can’t you come over this morning, you made me believe you will be at work, I went to check you up, I was told you’re on night duty. But why all this sudden change in your attitude. And then you never told me you have visitors. Who are they please? I’m not sure I want to continue this wedding, I’m just too afraid. I must go ahead and inform the pastor”, I replied.
He was speechless looking straight. “Can’t you talk?” I said again. I was so surprised, that as much as my voice was going so high, Clara and the other lady didn’t leave the kitchen. He knelt down and started begging me. “Please I will explain. It was a situation beyond my control that caused this. That is Clara my cousin I used to tell you about, and her friend funmi. Funmi is pregnant for me. It was all a mistake, and I don’t know how to sort it out yet, but I know I will” he said. This one is too much for me!
I picked my bag from the stool beside me. Got up to leave his house, but he held my hands begging me. I forcefully took my hands from him and left his house. He came after me, but I got a bike to get me off immediately. I never knew I was crying out until the rider of the bike said to me “sorry ma! Whatever is making you cry, God will solve it”
Ha! My case is beyond solution for God! I thought. I got home and met the house empty, I guessed the couple had gone for their outing. I sat down on a stool crying, three years plus journey wasted just like that. I never knew I have spent lots of time crying and thinking until I heard the door bell ringing. I cleaned my face and got up to go and see who was at the gate.
I thought Bimbo was back when I heard the door bell. But to my surprise, it was bro Yemi at the gate. I didn’t want to open the gate when I saw that he was the one, but he begged me to open the gate to hear him out.
I eventually opened the gate for him, although I was very reluctant, what is the essence of the discussion? The deed has been done! I don’t even know the way forward yet. What a shame! Will I go back home to tell everyone that my known to be godly fiance impregnated a lady?
We have not entered the house but walking back in when we heard the sound of a car parking at the gate again. I paused to see if the bell will sound. It was Bimbo and Dr Lawrence back from their Valentine’s outing.
Bro Yemi was still waiting outside while I was opening the gate for them.
“Hey! Who is this? wonderful!” was the noise that broke the silence of my heart as we alI walked back to where Bro Yemi was standing after we exchanged pleasantries.
Dr Lawrence sighted bro Yemi afar off and said that in amazement.
They hugged one another as both of us girls were watching the show in great amazement.
“What a wonderful coincidence, what are you doing in Ib? What of pourtharcout and your beautiful wife. By now she would be carrying her third baby right?”
said bro Yemi sarcastically, and pretending he was in a happy mood.
Bimbo and I were so shocked with that question and we were waiting for Dr Lawrence’s response with keen interest.
We both thought Dr Lawrence was not married, but here was someone asking after his wife.
Dr Lawrence became very uncomfortable with that question and replied with another question to cover up.
“You didn’t change Yemi! You still look how you looked at school?”
I guessed Bimbo wanted an immediate answer to that, but Dr Lawrence pretended to be engulfed in that discussion.
I was not in a good mood neither am I a good pretender, but I didn’t want Bimbo to know about bro Yemi’s case yet, and so I braced up to play along.
I couldn’t excuse myself from that scene, so that no one will notice anything.
It was so bad that Bro Yemi couldn’t introduce me to Dr Lawrence as his fiancee. He said “I’m here to see a friend” I wanted to cry when he said that, but I refrained myself.
Bimbo was waiting for Dr Lawrence to introduce her too I guessed, but instead he said “we are just coming back from valentine outings” as he said that Bimbo sadly excused herself and went inside.
I couldn’t hold it, I had to ask Dr Lawrence to excuse us. He went inside to meet Bimbo, but about two minutes after he came out again to bade us goodbye. Both of them exchanged phone numbers and Bro Yemi saw him off.
The scene that just ended made me more sad. I was waiting for Bro Yemi to throw more light into it. Bimbo stayed in her bedroom and I didn’t border to disturb her yet.
But I didn’t allow bro Yemi to sit when he came back inside while I started questioning him.
“Your own case is simple, you already have a new wife, I have made up my mind that I will not cry over this case again, you have ended our relationship fine, and I have accepted fate.
But please explain to me who Dr Lawrence is to you and what you know about him, or else you may take your leave” I said.
This time, I couldn’t manage the situation, I was talking at the top of my voice. Bimbo had to come out to the living room, her eyes were so red from crying I guessed.
She was speechless though, but I can see she was ready to listen to what bro Yemi has to say. “Speak now! Birds of the same feathers” I said.
From his explanation, Dr Lawrence was married to a lady called Joy, their class mate in the University two years ago.
But he confessed to us that he told him while he was seeing him off that the marriage didn’t work out, that they are now divorced after having a child.
At that revelations, Bimbo couldn’t hold back tears from her eyes, she straight away confessed to me that she was already a month pregnant for him, and planning to get married to him by December, and that he didn’t tell her he ever had a wife.
It pained me more for her. What a shame! I didn’t show it though, she was crying too much, I had to forget my case with bro Yemi and ask him to take his leave. After he left I started scolding Bimbo:
“What are you going to do now? But why? You know the Bible stand about divorce and also abortion. Definitely you can’t kill this baby. How will you face the church? You a leader in the church?
You showed me the way, you thought me how to walk with God, what came over you? This is not you Bimbo. As close as we are, you started this relationship secretly, you did not tell me anything about him again. I counseled you to stay off this man.
Do you know? I have a similar case right now, but I didn’t loose dignity, even though I might lost some other things.
Bro Yemi impregnated her cousin’s friend called funmi. I discovered that today, right at his residence. He ruined his life not mine. He brought shame upon himself not me.
I realised after crying a lot that I had nothing to loose. I’m sure and I know God knows about this. There is nothing that happened to a faithful child of God that God does not know about.
I know he has the best plan for me” And right now I can say, “there is really nothing too much for my God!”
Bimbo was filled with a lot of shame and regrets, I can see that all over her. She stopped crying while I was talking. She was surprised at the revelation of bro Yemi’s case, but she couldn’t utter a word.
Let us not take this story as ordinary story! Let us learn from all the lessons there.
Thank you for following! You will not end your journey in shame in the mighty name of Jesus. Amen!
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