PART 31
“NWALA: THE BITTERSWEET STORY”
©️ Opeyemi Akintunde.
As Inspired by the LIVING WORD.
That was how I got my new name…
Bishop Acme in the presence of my parents, Reubenand his mother, named me Beauty…
“From this day forward, you shall be called BeautyAcme, May the Beauty of God find expression in all
areas of your life. Ugly situations are not permitted inyour life.
Today, I destroy all havoc your former name has brought into your life in Jesus name… Beauty, may your life be beautiful all the days of your life in
Jesus name”
That day, the name Nwala died and truth be told, I feltdifferent like a burden had been lifted off myshoulders…
Just as we were leaving Bishop’s Office, he called bothof us and said…
“As the Lord lives and HIS spirit lives, by this timenext year, the lord would visit you with a son…”
My joy knew no bounds, that was the month May, andbased on the word of the prophecy, by May the nextyear which would be the seventh year of my marriage,
I would be carrying my baby… I was super excitedbecause if there was anything Bishop Acme wasknown for, was the accuracy of his prophecy…
Six months later, I wasn’t pregnant… I was getting
mad and depressed.
How was my prophecy for Junegoing to come to pass, if I wasn’t pregnant in
December?
I believed there was still something I had not done.
Daniel!
Though I had changed my name, I felt I needed toreach out to him
I nursed the thought for another five months but byMay ending, I made up my mind to call Daniel!
Maybe I got the prophecy wrong, maybe I was goingto conceive in June! I couldn’t afford to miss that June
for anything. I had to clear my doubts about Daniel.
I dialed his mobile number, I still remembered it by
heart. The call kept dropping. It was obvious he wasno longer using the line again. I typed his name on theinternet search engine and several Daniel Osuji
popped up. I kept looking till I saw “DAN MOTORS”
under a particular Daniel Osuji. I clicked on it and I
was pleasantly surprise. Daniel was looking good. Iclicked on images connecting to him, and oh boy!
Daniel had become a big boy posing with several
exotic cars with the name “DAN MOTORS” as theplate number. I further researched DAN MOTORSand yes! Daniel was the owner. He was based inCalifornia.
“How did he get there?
How did he become this big in 7 years?”
I was asking myself several questions. I checked for acontact number on their website. I also checked for
pictures of him and his wife, but there was none;
instead, a lot of official pictures with big car
companies…
“Just signed the dotted lines with Toyota”
“It sure will be a great working relationship with Ford”
“Thank you, Mercedes Benz, for trusting us”
“Bentley, we are game!”
I was in awe… Did a little regret set in? Not too sure,but the life he was living looked fascinating…
Hello, Good afternoon, this is DAN MOTORS, I amPriscilla, how may I be of help to you?” a beautifullytexture American female voice answered
“Hi Priscilla, my name is Nwala, calling from Nigeria,I am a friend of Mr Daniel Osuji, and I have a veryimportant conversation I need to have with him. Is
there a way you can facilitate that?”
“Oh! I am sorry ma’am, if you are asking me for MrDan’s number, I am sorry I don’t have it, I am just oneof the customer service representatives, but you coulddrop your number and a message. I will relay to my
supervisor”
“Ok! Thanks Priscilla very thoughtful of you”
I dropped my phone number and told her the message
was simply “Nwala needs to speak to him urgently”
“Surname” Priscilla asked
“No need for that, he only knows one Nwala” I said
confidently
After I ended the call, I was draped in guilt all over,and my conscience spoke…
“I thought Nwala did not exist again, why resurrectNwala and the troubles that comes with her?”
I waited 3 working days before getting a call from aCalifornia. I was excited when I saw the number…
“Hello Daniel” I said assuming he was the one
“Good afternoon Mrs Nwala, this is not Daniel, I amClinton, his P.A., he asked me to reach out to you, todiscuss whatever business you want to do with thecompany”
My heart dropped…
“Please tell Daniel, what I want to discuss with himhas nothing to do with business, tell him, it haseverything to do with my life. Tell him for old timessake, he should please give me a call ASAP”
I ended the call very frustrated and Sad…
To be continued….
