Delayed Diagnosis Final Episode 33

Delayed Diagnosis Final Episode 33
Written by Kingsley Olanrewaju Efughi

One week later…

her short legs carried her at breakneck speed, I could see her just ahead and I knew I would never reach her in time her short legs carried her at breakneck speed, I could see her just ahead and I knew I would never reach her in time before she disappeared into the house, through the revolving back door.

At this point I gave up and bent a bit, placing both hands on my knees and panting.
I heard rich laughter and looked up, with a smile on my lips. “You used to be like that not so long ago..infact you were much quicker..”
I stood up straight “Really?”
“Yes…now come and give your old man a hand”
My dad stood over the giant grill were he was busy with the roasting. As I made my way towards him, my niece came running again, she must have gone through the house so fast, this time she had her cousins and her baby brothers behind her.
“Uncle Rex…uncle Rex…you cannot catch me!”
I tried to grab each of them but playfully missed them as they sped around me and through the door again. The youngest, Nyesom’s last son darted through my legs giggling happily as I somehow managed to miss him.
“Its been a long time this house was full of life like this” my father commented when I joined him.
I nodded in agreement
“Very soon I expect your own children to join the running”
I smiled. Olivia and I had flown in two nights before unannounced and we had told my parents we were engaged. They had been very happy and the very next day, my three sisters had all shown up with their husbands and children. My mother called it a family reunion, but it felt more like an engagement party.
“Where’s Olivia?” My father asked drinking from a bottle of beer. The cooler lay by his feet and it was filled with beer only. No more ammunition for him, and for Andy and I too.
I stood beside him, letting the delicious smoke attack my nostrils. “making some sort of salad in the kitchen” I replied his question.
“Hmm…he handed me a jar filled with ketchup and a small painting brush” its your turn to take over..make sure you cover everywhere…this ram was a champion and should be prepared as such!”
I nodded with a sly smile, collecting the items from him and slathering the ketchup on the parts of the ram on the grill and turning it slowly. “I can’t believe you decided to roast Rambo” I said for the thousandth time.
He shrugged, “when my son announces he is getting married…everything goes out the window” he took a long swig from the bottle. “I’m proud of you son..now carry on..I need to make some noise in the house”
He went in and I whistled happily as I roasted the great Rambo.
I reflected on the events of the past week.
In just seven days, I had met with the Governor, I had toured the whole state with him, and had received a calk from the president himself inviting me to Abuja. I had told him I didn’t do everything the news said I did alone..it wouldn’t have been possible and he had said “bring them, being them all”
Olivia, Andy, Bami, Tonye and I had returned just two days earlier and I had at that point been excited but tired of all the press.
Olivia had also said “If I see the flash of a camera one more time!”
I had mentioned the trip to Benue again and we had made a last minute dash to the airport.
“My baby brother…the hero himself” Utebo strolled over, my face lit up instantly. We had always had a special bond and been the closest and I always felt happy to see her protruding belly. She was about Six months pregnant with baby number 3 on the way.
“What of Paul?” I asked about her brother. He was a major in the Army.
“He’s been trying to fix the stereo for ages” she smiled happily patting her stomach.
“Something smells wonderful” she stood beside me to observe the masterclass I was working on.
“With you Everything smells wonderful” I chided playfully.
“Ehen now..I’m eating for two”
I cut a generous piece that had roasted fully and heaped a side helping of potato salad on the plate.
“Oya take..help yourself”
She sat on the chair shaded by the giant mango tree.
“Rex..so lemme hear it again…everything from the beginning”
I rolled my eyes playfully, I was tired of describing the story, but there was something about family that always made one speak more and more.

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“Rex..we have a surprise for you” my mother announced.
We were all scattered in the backyard. I had received starring reviews about my lamb roast and there was an abundance of food.
Soft music was playing from speakers on the roof.
My in law had finally managed to get the stereo working. I didn’t know how he had gotten the speakers to the roof, but he was a major after all.

Presently, I was with my 3 brother in laws we were lounging on a bench, eating and drinking canned beer.
I had asked about my fiance but to no avail. It seems she wasn’t in the house.
Michael, Nyesom’s husband had laughed “the funny thing is I can’t see my own wife as well….Mercy! Mercy! Where’s your mother?!”
The little girl I had been chasing round earlier stopped running ad shrugged her hands, “ionno oooo” she displayed her cute gums were her front two teeth had fallen off.
Cynthia’s husband was a politician, currently going for the house of representatives for his state. He had already included me in his campaign plans and according to him, victory was assured with my presence.
“I think she went out with your mother and sisters…only Utebo is around..I can’t blame her, there’s no way she’s leaving all these food!”
Paul, her husband smiled sheepishly “I tell you..at home she demands for ice cream every now and then..I’m always running around, sometimes its fresh fish pepper soup she suddenly has the yearning for..what can I do but comply? After all she is…”
We all chorused “eating for two!” We burst out laughing…the beer was cold, the breeze was cool, the food was sweet…life was sweet.
At this point, my dad had pointed “at least I have seen my wife!”
My mum had come outside from the kitchen and announced that there was a pleasant surprise for me.
I sat up eagerly, Olivia walked out the door, through the short steps. She was dressed in a t shirt and 3 quarter shorts and her legs were shapely and wonderful.
I stood up…”when…when…did you take it off?”
She smiled as she walked majestically to me.
“It feels good to be on my two feet again…just hours ago. Your sister drove me to a family friend doctor..he did the scan and took it off”
“No more wheelchair?”
“No more wheelchair” she replied “as a matter of fact…I donated it to a nearby general hospital”
I held her hand and turned her around.
“Ladies and gentlemen…I present to you the only woman more beautiful than my mother and sisters…my fiance!”
This was met with playful denials from my mother and my sisters and they all couldn’t help but burst out clapping.

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“Rex my man” it was Bami.
“Yo…Bami..I wish you all were here…its really fun…where’s Andy and your fiance?”
“Andy is tracking a cheating senator…Tonye is filling up some paperwork…how’s the family?”
“They’re all fine..you heard all Tue shadows has been apprehended?”
“Yes…even the CSO?”
“No…Kehinde is still at large..that’s why I’m calling…we have a million dollar contract from the father of one of the widows”
“What is the contract” my pulse was already racing…I couldn’t deny it…I has found my new love.
“To track down Kehinde himself…the leader and last man standing of the shadows of the sunset…are you in”
I took a minute to think about it…but a second later I knew there was nothing to think about “hell yeah! Count me in..let’s nab the bastard!”
“Welcome onboard…I have your PI license waiting for you and Olivia”
“Olivia?”
“Relax bro..just office work..I know she would want to keep an eye on you”

I smiled Rex Obasi..was a changed man.

So this is my story..how a moment of greed turned my life around, and put me through a journey of self discovery and yeah…the Chief is cooling his heels in Kirikiri maximum prison..I’m thinking of paying him a visit one of these days.
My name is Rex Obasi…and my diagnosis is no longer delayed.
Heck I’m not diagnosed with anything again!

*THE END*

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