MY PAINS Final Part
She went on her kneels asking me to forgive her, she was shedding tears, i forgave her instantly. Aliya
knelt down, begging and crying for Ibrahim to forgive her, he did, she also asked me to forgive her, i did.
Kazeem and Mariam asked for forgiveness, Ibrahim and i forgave them. His dad did the same too.
To cut the story short, Aliya left on that day, she and Kazeem parted ways forever.
We were all happy
again. You need to see the way his mom was treating me, i kept on wondering if she was the one i knew
since, it was hard to believe. Religion was the mean issue. My mom and his mom were discussing
“Thank God for all. Adeola, i don’t know how to thank you”, Ibrahim said.
The next day there was a big celebration. As early as six in the morning people meant to cook had
arrived. My dad and siblings came. Both invited and uninvited came, even those who didn’t know why
we were celebrating came. It was a big celebration, there was a lot to eat and drink from morning till
night. A lot of food and drinks still remained upon the numbers of people that came.
Ibrahim’s parents helped to recover the house. They said they told the man who they sold the house to,
that they were ready to pay two times of the money he paid if he would vacate the house in two weeks,
and the man agreed. It was after they got back the house they told Ibrahim and i, we were so happy. I
hugged his mommy happily.
“You can go check outside, your wife cars and yours are out there”, his dad said.
What…..!!! I yelled out happily.
“Dad, are you for real?” Ibrahim asked.
“Yes my son. We didn’t sell the cars we only kept it somewhere”, Ibrahim’s mom said.
O my God! I exclaimed happily.
“Yes, my sweetheart”, his mom said to me.
We went out to see the cars, we were so happy.
In the evening, his parents called both of us down to the living room. They said they decided to give us
some amount of money to start up again. I hugged his parents happily..
“You don’t need to thank us na, we are the one to be thanking you”, his mom said to me.
In a week time, we left to our own house. We were so filled joy, let me even say over filled with Joy. God
is great. Johnson, was so happy also.
Two weeks later.
Ibrahim and i were in the bar outside the house, when the gate opened, and Stella walked in. We got up
immediately. I was surprised, why she came.
“What has she come for again?” Ibrahim said angrily.
“What do you want again?” Ibrahim asked her.
She started sheding tears. She said she was sorry, she was asking us to forgive her, i told her we had
forgiven her since. She confessed that the substance she gave me then was to make Ibrahim sleep. She
said if i gave I had given him the substance it would have been killing his immune system gradually. She
said she did that because she was very hurt, she loved him and he didn’t love her back and she was
jealous of me. I was so shocked.
I never believed Stella who was acting to be my friend could be wicked
up to such manner. In fact in this world you never can trust anyone. Ibrahim, told her to leave, but i had
to calm him down. She said her husband sent her away because he caught her with another man and
she had no where to go.
I accepted to stay in our house till her husband temper was down to accept her
back. Stella, was so happy. Although, it didn’t go down well with Ibrahim. As Stella was with me i kept on speaking to her to change from her life style and she was listening. I went to her house one evening to talk to her husband who is a soft hearted person as he agreed to accept her back. He came with me to my house. Stella and him settled things, they both thanked me so much.
A month later.
I was in the car with Ibrahim as i was driving when i saw that hefty lady I met in the cell. I told Ibrahim to
stop and he did. She was ran to us saying ‘Madam, buy orange ,the orange sweet o’. I kept on looking at
“Shadi…”, I called her name. I remembered they also called her they name up to four times,when we
were in the cell.
She kept on looking at me, she didn’t recognize me.
“Ha, ha, ha , ha!” She exclaimed like she just recognised me.
“Are you not the one?” She asked.
I smiled, nodding my head. She was so surprised. I told her to come in. I told Ibrahim she was the one
who saved me from others in the prison, he was happy to see her.
“My name is Shade o”, she said.
Wow, you have a nice name, i said.
She smiled. “Shadi, is an old name now, i am changed now”, she said.
I nodded my head smiling, one could see she had changed she was no longer looking razz. I asked her
what was going on with her,and why she was selling oranges.
“It’s a long story o, o por ghon”,she said.
Shade, everyone has a story to tell. You can just shorten it.
She sighed. “I grew up suffering and i am still suffering till now. I graduated from Lagos State University”,
Wow! I exclaimed as i didn’t know she was a graduate.
“After school i could not get a job. It’s a long story,one thing led to another. I didn’t want to go back
staying with my parents. So i joined the hard life. I had many male friends,so I started working with
some Yahoo boys. I changed my lifestyle to fit into theirs, that’s how i became razz.
I started smoking,
drinking,and taking drugs. To cut the story short why i got arrested was because i was very high on drugs
on that day, when someone annoyed me out of annoyance i used a bottle to hit her head, and she
passed on. They called the police on me.
Although, the lady didn’t die. The Yahoo boys didn’t come to
bail me out because they were in another state because the police were searching for them. My parents
didn’t come also, they said since i chose to live a razz life i should bear the consequences. A family of
mine who later got to know i was arrested was the one who came to bail me out. I went to the house i
was living with those guys but i couldn’t find any of them.
I tried calling them but it wasn’t going
through, they had changed their numbers for security purpose. I kept on sending messages on social
media to them, but they didn’t reply. I really thought of my life and i decided to change, to live a
responsible life”, she said, as tears were rolling down her face.
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I felt pity for her.
I am ready to help you, i said to her.
“No”,Ibrahim said jokingly.
What’s no? I asked him jokingly.
“We are ready to help you”, Ibrahim said.
“Are you serious?” She asked.
“Yes, thank you so much. My wife here told me, if not because of you those ladies would have beaten
her up and may be by now she may still have the marks on her face because she doesn’t know how to
fight at all”, Ibrahim said jokingly.
Get away jhor, i said as i was laughing.
“Even if you push me away, i won’t get away”, he said.
I laughed out again.
Today is the end of you selling oranges, you are going to be doing something better soon, i said to her.
“Are you serious?” She asked.
“I am very serious” , i said to her.
She went home with us on that day. Abel called me on that evening, and i told him about Shade,he said
it would be better if i bring her. Abel had hostels were those who just gave their life to Christ and didn’t
have any home, stayed. The hotels are free with free food that was cooked and severed three times a
day. When i told Shade she was so happy to go. I drove her their, she met with Abel. I gave her some
amount of money before living.
Two months later.
I was so surprised to hear Shade was getting married to one of the ministers in Abel’s church. He said
since he was thirty years, God had been showing him Shade in his dream that she will be his wife and he
was very surprised when he saw her physically, after he had kept on waiting. Their weeding took place,
Abel blessed their weeding. Shade’s parents were so happy, her parents thanked me so much. Shade,
Shade’s husband, Abel, they all thanked me after the wedding. It was a great weeding.
After the wedding Ibrahim and i went home, feeling very tired and exhausted.
“Baby, you are such a wonderful woman, you know”, Ibrahim said.
“Yes, with the help of God and you, we were able to over come all. No one could had ever been better
than you. Thank you for being there for me both the good and bad times, you are a complete woman.”
He kept on adoring me.
Sometimes God let us go through hard times as a result of the wicked actions of others, yet we have to endure no matter how unfair or unjust, we can be sure God will use it for His good.
I flashed back to what God told me when i was in the hospital crying, He said…. Daughter, your life is for me glory.
Who says God didn’t answer my prayers?Who says God wasn’t with me in all? Who says God wasn’t
In all situation we have to still keep on hoping in God, because He is working everything for our good.
Imagine if i had given up? I didn’t I still kept on going, not that it was easy for me, it wasn’t at all.
The ways of God are different from the ways of man. God works in a miraculous way different from the
way a man can understand.
I remember Bayo’s statement …. “Things happen for a reason we may know or may never know.”
Nothing happens for no reason.
God worked all for good…..
Even when Kazeem came to harm me, and i didn’t find Johnson. He made Abel to find Johnson. Johnson
was raised up in the ways of the Lord better than i could have raised him up. That day i couldn’t get
home that i had to sleep in someone’s house, she was the one who God used to bail me.
When Ibrahim was made to leave me, God still glorified himself, i met Bayo and he got healed of that
Even when i went into prison, it was for a purpose to meet Shade and through that Shade got connected
to her flesh.
Imagine I wasn’t sent out of the house my Ibrahim’s mom i would have been killed by kazeem.
When i became blind i thought it was the end of the world but God used it to Glorify Himself.
In any situation we find ourselves we must never give up but keep on praying for God to work all out for
our good. The ways of God are different from the ways of man.
All Glory to be to God, and i forgot to tell you Johnson’s named was changed to EMMANUEL meaning
God is with us, indeed God is with us, and He is with you also.
Although we both didn’t listen to our parents,we got married. We faced the consequences only by the
Grace of God we were able to overcome it. Now i understand why sometimes parents are against their
child getting married to a certain person, they see more than we can see.
Thank God also i didn’t do
what Stella advised me to do, there are some certain friends we need to keep away from to save our
marriage not all advises we get from people we must act on, and i am also happy Stella changed. Thank
God Ibrahim opened up about what happened between he and Stella, imagine if Stella was the one who
told me i would have been more angry, hurt, and heartbroken, i may have just ended up leaving him.
Let’s always be open up to our patner and be truthful also.
That’s the END of my story.
When i flash back they were noting but just MY PAINS.
MY PAINS Final
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