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I left work very early on Tuesday, two weeks after
my adventure at the beach. The work must be
taking its toll on me because I was feeling
physically weak. My physical weakness was not
going to stop me from going to church but I
wanted some time to rest so I left earlier than
usual. Informing Richard did not cross my mind
because all I wanted was going home, having a
shower and sleeping.
I entered my car and zoomed out of the hospital
premises on top speed. I was just about a half way
through the journey when I noticed the flat tire at
the driver’s side of the car. I must have skipped it
in my rush because it was at zero level. This struck
me as odd and strange because I just had the tires
changed a week ago.
This is frustrating, I thought as I parked beside
the road to see what I can do. What does a girl
know about a mechanic’s job? I dialed my mechanic
but his number was switched off. I did not sight
any roadside mechanic so I did what anyone in my
situation would do – do the job myself.
I got out my spare tire from the boot, my jack and
wheel spanner. Just as I was going about my
business, a car parked in front of mine but I was
beyond caring. I placed the jack under the car and
started pumping it in order to lift the car.
“Who do we have here?” I heard behind me and the
voice registered immediately I heard it.
I turned slowly and saw the very person who owned
the voice. “what are you doing here, Kelvin?” I
asked surprised that he was actually there and even
more surprised that I could recollect his voice.
“I was just driving by and saw you. I don’t need to
look twice to recognize you, even in the dark.” He
responded with a smile which I found increasingly
annoying by the minute.
“That’s great. You can go now, after all, you can
see that I am busy”. I said and continued my work.
“No” he responded sharply. “I can’t possibly leave
you here to do this. I am sure you don’t have the
slightest idea about what you are doing. Don’t let
me pass the chance to save a damsel in distress,
especially when the damsel is you. What happened
between us should be in the past now. We are
Christians”. He said and with feeling? I can’t
I looked at him feeling slightly irritated. He gently
shoved me aside and took over the job without
permission. I folded my hands across my chest as I
watched him fix the tire almost effortlessly.
Something told me that this is no chance meeting
and I kept that thought at the back of my mind.
He was through about 15 minutes later and I
thanked him for his help but he blocked me
unexpectedly as I made to enter my car, causing me
to bump into him. I righted myself and faced him
with a questioning glare and he backed down.
“I just… I just thought we could have a drink
nearby, you know, to catch up on lost time” he
“Oh… I don’t think it would be a good idea. You
know, having people see us together might create a
wrong impression and I would like to avoid that. I
am happily married and I don’t want rumours
getting in the way of my happily ever after. Seeing
that you are not wearing a wedding ring, it
suggests that you are not married, so it is best to
stay away from your Ex in order to encourage ladies
to look in your direction. Besides, we are
Christians, right? Thanks again and have a nice
day” I said in one breath and before he could think
of stopping me, I was already in my car with the
doors firmly locked. I pulled out and headed home.
Oyinade moved confidently towards Richard’s office
to give a report about some patients. Her dressing
would be described as anything but descent. Her
skirt was tight enough to display the enormous load
she was carrying and her shirt was not able to
withhold the overflow of flesh and her cleavage
was in public display. She had decided that the
foreplay was long overdue; she needed to get what
Richard raised his eyes when she entered and his
eyes seemed to linger a bit more than they usually
did, she noted with satisfaction. She did not wait
for permission before she sat down, crossing her
legs in front of her. Richard noticed all these
gestures but did not say a word. She set about her
job, using her most fascinating voice and trying to
be as accountable as possible. When she was done,
all she heard was, “Alright, you can leave now”
from her boss.
She stood up slowly and was at the door when she
heard Richard calling her. She smiled victoriously
but faced Richard looking indifferent. For the first
time, Richard faced her fully. It was as if he was
seeing her for the very first time.
“Why are you dressed so indecently?” he asked
suddenly. Oyin was speechless. That was not the
question she was expecting.
“You have to always remember that this is a
hospital and not a hotel. If you wish to remain in
this hospital, holding the position you presently
are, you would have to dress moderately. Do you
understand me?” he said with seriousness written
all over him.
Oyinade’s throat became thick. She could not stand
the humiliation. She muttered her apologies and
vanished to her office where she cried tears of
disgrace and annoyance. She picked up her phone
and dialed Ronke’s number.
“Carry out plan B now” she ordered immediately
“What is the matter again girl, that is not our
plan” she heard over the receiver.
“I don’t give a damn. Do it now” she yelled and
the line went dead. She started pacing the office
Richard could not understand the ploy of his
assistant. She had been exceptional with her work
ever since she came but he could not fathom why
she would dress so exposing. He had noticed it the
previous day and kept quiet but seeing it repeat
itself today sent a warning signal. It was as
though she was bent on seducing him or someone
else. He hadn’t meant to embarrass her the way he
did but he could not think of a better way to
present it if he wanted a change. Men are not
stones and if he could control himself, he could
not say the same about the other guys in the
hospital. Belina had disapproved of her immediately
she saw her for reasons he could not understand
but he knew that she always trusted her instincts
and her judgements are often correct.
His Phone beeped notifying him that he had a
message and he stopped what he was doing to
check it. He also wanted to call his wife to find
out how she was feeling, so in a hurry, he opened
the message but what he saw gave him a chill. It
was not terribly bad but he still could not imagine
it. He read the message and enlarged the picture
attached to it. The sender of the message was not
identified but that was not his problem. He stood
up from his chair immediately and left his office.
I lay in the bathtub feeling slightly better than
before. The warm water made my nerves settle and
I felt good within few seconds. Remembering my
encounter with Kelvin, I scrubbed my body clean
because I didn’t want to have anything to do with
him. We are Christians, I remembered him say. And
so what? Was he not a Christian when he tried to
have his way with me, knowing fully well that we
were not married yet? Was he not a Christian when
he got that harlot to his bed, thinking he would be
able to persuade me with that ridiculous act? He
must be out of his mind if he thinks he can come
between me and my husband.
All these went through my mind as I rinsed,
toweled and left the bathroom. I remembered that
Richard always became slightly edgy whenever
Kelvin’s name came up in a discussion. He hated
what Kelvin did to me and always emphasized his
desire to punch the daylight out of his guts for
what he did to me. Thinking of Richard, I
remembered that I did not tell him I would leave
the hospital early. I was about reaching for my
phone when it rang. The number I.D was hidden and
I hesitated. I did not pick up the first time but
the call was repeated. I picked and placed the
phone on my ear without speaking.
“Hello” I heard a female voice say over the
“Yes? Who am I speaking with?” I asked
“Please, is this Mrs Belina Branson?” she asked
instead of answering my own question.
“Yes. Who is this please?”
“I would like to remain anonymous ma. I love you
so much and I have read a lot about you and what
you have been through. Your story is very touching
and inspring. I know you but you don’t know me. I
admire your inner and outer beauty and that is why
I am not happy with what your husband is doing
I was surprised. “What are you talking about” I
“Your husband is cheating on you ma” I heard her
“What?” I yelled. “You must have someone else in
mind. I am sure of it” I said confidently already
“No ma’am. He is cheating on you with the lady
working with him; that lady with huge buttocks
and breasts. Believe me ma, I usually see them
together and I even saw them kissing one day in
the eatery not so far away from the hospital. I
know you would not believe me but remember, I
“Who are you and who sent you?” I yelled but the
line was already dead.
I stared at the phone still wondering what was
going on. I was beside myself with rage. The girl
sounded sincere but I couldn’t see myself believing
a word she said. I remembered that I had felt an
instant dislike towards that Oyinade girl when I
saw her over a week ago but I could not place my
finger on what the problem was. I had told Richard
what I felt but he had defended her saying that
her work had been impeccable since she entered
BRH. I knew my instinct was almost always right
but could my earlier anxiety have anything to do
with Richard. He hadn’t given me any reason to
doubt him and his love for me since I met him so
why should I doubt him now? Could he cheat on
Richard got to BRP Hospital and on getting to
Belina’s office; he was informed that she was
already out. He knew that the cloth she wore was
the same with the one in the picture but he could
not imagine her seeing that despicable guy for
whatever reason. He knew calling her would be bad
because he might accuse her, which would be
unfair since she hadn’t given him cause to doubt
her love for him. He knew she could not cheat on
him especially with that guy but he could not
understand this; plus he was her first love. He
rubbed the back of his palm against his forehead.
Who even sent it? He wondered since there was no
He went back to the office and saw Tony waiting
for him. He invited him in without the usual hugs
and funny guy to guy chats.
“What’s eating you bro? You look distant and pale”
Tony asked immediately they were on seat.
Richard sighed. “Its… personal” he replied.
“Personal” Tony repeated and laughed. “Since when
did you start having personal issues that I can’t
Richard stared for a while then stretched his phone
towards Tony. Tony scrolled through and saw a
message with the words, “check this out”. Below
it, he saw a photo of Belina and a guy in what
seemed to be a hug.
“Oh… I see… Jealousy is eating you up. It is just a
hug man, nothing more. He must be her friend. You
know Belina better than that” Tony said
“Yes. It is just a hug, only he is not her friend.
That is Kelvin. Her ex. Her first love” Richard
“Ok, calm down” Tony said, looking at the picture
“I don’t get it. I know she despises him, so what
is she doing with him?” Richard said standing up.
“Well, since you know her, you should not doubt
her faithfulness. It would be unfair to accuse her
wrongly pal, she may never forgive you. If you ask
me, this does not look like a proper hug”. He said
inspecting the picture again.
“But it is definitely something, right?” he
“Who sent it? Or are you keeping tabs on her?”
“definitely not. I also don’t know who sent it. The
number is hidden”
Tony stood up and went to meet Richard where he
was, by the window, looking outside. “You guys
have come a long way. You are married. Not just a
new couple but you are two years into the
marriage. You should know that people are jealous
of the relationship and love you have both
maintained till now and they want to destroy it.
Don’t allow them. I would advice you to take this
out of your mind. I am very sure that Belina loves
you and would not hurt your feelings this way. I
can vouch for her” Tony said.
Richard smiled faintly. “Thanks man” he said
honestly, feeling better. “Not a word of this to
Prisca, please” he said as an afterthought and Tony