Must Read: Dotted Lines…. Episode 10

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EPISODE 10

 

 

‘Yeea …yeea!! ‘ Temilade screamed with both hands on her head.
She was seated on the rug and her legs were outstretched.
It was the umpteenth time she would listen to the voice message
after she had received it a couple of days ago.
She was still shocked to her very marrows. When she thought
happiness, fulfillment and companionship was hers for life, pain
and sadness decided to take charge.
‘Yeeaa! ‘ She screamed and broke into sobs. She had thought
screaming would make the pain go away and better still arouse
her from the mare.
‘Oh Emmanuel … my God will judge you.’ She raised an index
finger and her body shook.
She had the genotype AS, the previous relationship She had left
sore after months of friendship, love and understanding only to
discover they shared genotype. The break up had been painful
but there was nothing to do about it.
Yes, each left her raw but she decided to try again.
Emmanuel came along and after two months with him, it was like
an answered prayer. He was everything …just everything she
wanted.
He reverence God,loving, understanding , matured, in fact more
than the guys she hard dated in time past, he had a stable
finance, good sense of humor, outgoing unlike her, thereby
complementing her. She had a Good laugh when he told her his
hobbies because they were almost same with his.
He treated her specially.
She remembered a day they were strolling and came across a
pool of water they had to jump across. While she stepped back to
gather momentum, Emmanuel lifted her by the waist onto his
shoulder and they jumped together. She had to plea to be put
down.afterwards before spectators thought of their phones and
Facebook .
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
He came into her life when her father and mother did more of
sending her money than checking up on her. When she lost her
maternal grandparents she had been her confidant. She had him
her everything and he had turned out to be an embodiment of
lies. He dared to be dishonest when he knew she had been so
honest with him.
He had send her a recorded voice message with confessions and
told him not to bother to find him because it would be wasted
effort.
Indeed it was, true to his words.
It was great discipline she didn’t have s*x with him but she had
imagined them married and what their children would look like.
She thought of her childhood, being caught in between.
‘Yeeaa!’ Temilade shouted wishing her life would end. It was too
much for her. ‘Yeeaaa!!! ‘ Her chest tightened and she clinged to
it with both hands. She coughed and took quick breaths. She
began to wheeze.
Water, she needed water. She made to stand and then slumped.

Iniobong sat back and shut her eyes. She was tired of watching
her mother pace in agitation.
‘I am not going to spend my money unnecessarily, the earlier that
sinks, the better. I bore you hale, you were not dumb! Never had
it been once mentioned that any was dumb! Ima voice rose. ‘It
won’t start with you my own daughter. Never! You can’t be a
disgrace to me! ‘
It was the third day after her arrival back from school.
She had expected her mum to calm down so she could pass the
message but now, she was sure that won’t happen soon. She
opened her eyes, took her notepad and pen. Ini stood and handed
her the paper.
‘Please send for Indifreke. ‘ She read out in disgust. ‘So he is the
one to do finishing slumped into the nearest sofa and laughed
haughtily crumbling the paper too.
Iniobong eyes widened more out of worry than fear.
Just then, the door bell rang, it made Ima sit up. It was a working
day and she wasn’t expecting anybody.
It rang a second time before she stood and head for the door.
Imaobong opened and was rooted stunned.
He laughed, took her into his arms for a warm embrace and a
kiss.

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She felt her muscles relax and it felt real good that she could
have cried. Lost of what to say, she clung to him.
‘Oh babe I’m sorry.’ He looked into her eyes and saw tears. ‘I
have missed you.’ He kissed her on the lips once more and her
forehead.
‘Welcome. ‘ She whispered.
They walked back into the sitting room with Imaobong carrying
his bag.
Iniobong saw him first, though surprised and happy, her facial
expression remained blank.
Then he saw her and became baffled when she didn’t run to
him.Nonetheless, he went and stoop before her.
‘Sweetheart, I am sorry.’ Omoefe took her hands. ‘I understand
that I left for so long and you have every right to be angry. I just
couldn’t come home and I sincerely apologize .’ He had been
gone for six months.
His apology echoed through her mind as though looking for a
part of the broken part of her to soothe, when it couldn’t soothe
any, tears rolled down her cheeks.
Omoefe scooped her into his arms. ‘My God, you’re so light! ‘
For reasons she couldn’t fathom, Ima felt a pang of guilt.
With eyes closed, she extended her arms across his neck. ‘I
thought you will be big momma now.’ He twirl her. ‘Won’t my
Sweetie say something like- Welcome back home dad.’
Ini clung tighter while Ima fold her arms tensed.
Omoefe place her back on the sofa and took her face in his
palms. ‘What is wrong, are you not suppose to be in school? ‘
Her look lingered on him momentarily and then she directed her
gaze to Ima.
Omoefe stood to look at his wife,worry now creeping into his
facial expression.

She felt her muscles relax and it felt real good that she could
have cried. Lost of what to say, she clung to him.
‘Oh babe I’m sorry.’ He looked into her eyes and saw tears. ‘I
have missed you.’ He kissed her on the lips once more and her
forehead.
‘Welcome. ‘ She whispered.
They walked back into the sitting room with Imaobong carrying
his bag.
Iniobong saw him first, though surprised and happy, her facial
expression remained blank.
Then he saw her and became baffled when she didn’t run to
him.Nonetheless, he went and stoop before her.
‘Sweetheart, I am sorry.’ Omoefe took her hands. ‘I understand
that I left for so long and you have every right to be angry. I just
couldn’t come home and I sincerely apologize .’ He had been
gone for six months.
His apology echoed through her mind as though looking for a
part of the broken part of her to soothe, when it couldn’t soothe
any, tears rolled down her cheeks.
Omoefe scooped her into his arms. ‘My God, you’re so light! ‘
For reasons she couldn’t fathom, Ima felt a pang of guilt.
With eyes closed, she extended her arms across his neck. ‘I
thought you will be big momma now.’ He twirl her. ‘Won’t my
Sweetie say something like- Welcome back home dad.’
Ini clung tighter while Ima fold her arms tensed.
Omoefe place her back on the sofa and took her face in his
palms. ‘What is wrong, are you not suppose to be in school? ‘
Her look lingered on him momentarily and then she directed her
gaze to Ima.
Omoefe stood to look at his wife,worry now creeping into his
facial expression.

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