Chapter 22
He came home late, I was worried when he came back, but he took me off guard when he took me to a tight embrace, I was surprise but nevertheless returned the gesture, cause its not everyday I get to feel him this close.
"What's wrong" I asked looking at his worried face, he went and sat down still holding my hand
"Our formal house was robbed" he said and I gasped, clasping my mouth with my hand, "I met Emeka in my way back and he told me, it was last night, and Mama Emma husband was killed" he said and tears came streaming down, we escaped the ordeal by just a day, he wiped away my tears.
"I was so afraid, I never want anything to happen to you" he said, I can feel his sincerity "just the thought of you getting hurt worn me out" he said, in situation like this makes me wonder what he feels, am I just a challenge to him that makes his life interesting or am I something more.
"Nothing will happen" I assured him, though I know what's its not in my hand to determine but in God's hand, I still believe nothing will happen. He smiled, "no go freshen up" I said and he left to bath.
After dinner, I now stood to go sleep on my bed to endure another night of torture.
"Heavy" he called. I turned towards him.
"Let's spend the night together" he said instantly lifting my spirit, I took a whole lot of effort not to swing my arms around him, I even spent my whole day in his room.
"You sure" I asked, it was irrelevant though.
"You don't want" he said, that's not what I mean, I then yawn, I waked towards his room,
"Don't stay up late" I said entering his room, he chuckled, I know he will calculate his day sales before sleeping. Waiting for him to come in was a sweet torture, after what seem like forever he came in and lay next to me. I systematically moved closer to him as I placed my hand on top his naked broad chest. Being this close to him I was engulfed with his peculiar warmth. I have only been a day away from it but it seems like forever, I smiled as he pulled me closer as my nose is filled with his smell sending a sweet sensation down me. I was in a state of euphoria before I sleep.
Its been a week since we packed in and everything is good, I was in the kitchen still preparing lunch when I felt it, I felt like defecating, but I know better, I just entered labour, I offed the gas, and moved to my phone, and dailed his number.
"Hello" his voice came, and with that my water broke.
"My water just broke" I said.
"How, its still a week to the time" he said, yea, its still not yet time, but we know its always either 2 weeks to or before.
"Who cares my water just broke" I barked, I started breathing through my mouth, the nose is not enough
"OK, am on my way, stay calm" he said and hunged up, it made me flare with anger I called him back.
"Hello" he picked up, instantly.
"Cut this call again and I will kill you" I threatened,
"Alright love, I won't" he said, truthfully calling me love eased my pain, I slowly sat down spreading my legs apart.
"Do you remember on my birthday" he said, and I smiled
"Sure, but that doesn't help me" I said.
"When you made the cake, and I sang for me" he said.
"I remembered, you complaining about my voice" I said, and he chuckled.
"Yes, its a screeching sound, its so ear disturbing" he said truthfully, making me chuckle.
"But believe me something in me changed that day, and the memory can last forever" he said earning me a giggle
"Forever be remember at noise to your ears" I joked, he kept talking just to make sure am on the phone, after what seem like forever he barged it, that when I dropped the phone and spread my arms, seeing him made me realize how much I depend on him
"Is alright heavy, let's go, slow and steady" he said while helping me up, slowly he took me downstairs, I heard someone saying sorry with pity laced in his voice but am in much pain to figure out who.
The ride to the hospital was swift, the pain am feeling now is indescribable, I think am not strong enough, the only thing keeping me sane is the sound of his voice. Everything went too fast and I was already in the theatre pushing.
"Push" I keep hearing the mid wife, am already crying, if its that easy why don't she come and push, I tried breathing through the mouth since nose is not enough.
"Peter" I muttered, I need him, I can't do this without him "peter" I said again, I looked around but couldn't find him except the nurses, I want my Peter.
"Come on you're almost there, keep going" I heard, I then gave it my all I did my final push, I felt the baby come out, I felt relieved as the placenta followed, but baffled me is I didn't hear the baby's cry, being so tired I drifted off to sleep.
He came home late, I was worried when he came back, but he took me off guard when he took me to a tight embrace, I was surprise but nevertheless returned the gesture, cause its not everyday I get to feel him this close.
"What's wrong" I asked looking at his worried face, he went and sat down still holding my hand
"Our formal house was robbed" he said and I gasped, clasping my mouth with my hand, "I met Emeka in my way back and he told me, it was last night, and Mama Emma husband was killed" he said and tears came streaming down, we escaped the ordeal by just a day, he wiped away my tears.
"I was so afraid, I never want anything to happen to you" he said, I can feel his sincerity "just the thought of you getting hurt worn me out" he said, in situation like this makes me wonder what he feels, am I just a challenge to him that makes his life interesting or am I something more.
"Nothing will happen" I assured him, though I know what's its not in my hand to determine but in God's hand, I still believe nothing will happen. He smiled, "no go freshen up" I said and he left to bath.
After dinner, I now stood to go sleep on my bed to endure another night of torture.
"Heavy" he called. I turned towards him.
"Let's spend the night together" he said instantly lifting my spirit, I took a whole lot of effort not to swing my arms around him, I even spent my whole day in his room.
"You sure" I asked, it was irrelevant though.
"You don't want" he said, that's not what I mean, I then yawn, I waked towards his room,
"Don't stay up late" I said entering his room, he chuckled, I know he will calculate his day sales before sleeping. Waiting for him to come in was a sweet torture, after what seem like forever he came in and lay next to me. I systematically moved closer to him as I placed my hand on top his naked broad chest. Being this close to him I was engulfed with his peculiar warmth. I have only been a day away from it but it seems like forever, I smiled as he pulled me closer as my nose is filled with his smell sending a sweet sensation down me. I was in a state of euphoria before I sleep.
Its been a week since we packed in and everything is good, I was in the kitchen still preparing lunch when I felt it, I felt like defecating, but I know better, I just entered labour, I offed the gas, and moved to my phone, and dailed his number.
"Hello" his voice came, and with that my water broke.
"My water just broke" I said.
"How, its still a week to the time" he said, yea, its still not yet time, but we know its always either 2 weeks to or before.
"Who cares my water just broke" I barked, I started breathing through my mouth, the nose is not enough
"OK, am on my way, stay calm" he said and hunged up, it made me flare with anger I called him back.
"Hello" he picked up, instantly.
"Cut this call again and I will kill you" I threatened,
"Alright love, I won't" he said, truthfully calling me love eased my pain, I slowly sat down spreading my legs apart.
"Do you remember on my birthday" he said, and I smiled
"Sure, but that doesn't help me" I said.
"When you made the cake, and I sang for me" he said.
"I remembered, you complaining about my voice" I said, and he chuckled.
"Yes, its a screeching sound, its so ear disturbing" he said truthfully, making me chuckle.
"But believe me something in me changed that day, and the memory can last forever" he said earning me a giggle
"Forever be remember at noise to your ears" I joked, he kept talking just to make sure am on the phone, after what seem like forever he barged it, that when I dropped the phone and spread my arms, seeing him made me realize how much I depend on him
"Is alright heavy, let's go, slow and steady" he said while helping me up, slowly he took me downstairs, I heard someone saying sorry with pity laced in his voice but am in much pain to figure out who.
The ride to the hospital was swift, the pain am feeling now is indescribable, I think am not strong enough, the only thing keeping me sane is the sound of his voice. Everything went too fast and I was already in the theatre pushing.
"Push" I keep hearing the mid wife, am already crying, if its that easy why don't she come and push, I tried breathing through the mouth since nose is not enough.
"Peter" I muttered, I need him, I can't do this without him "peter" I said again, I looked around but couldn't find him except the nurses, I want my Peter.
"Come on you're almost there, keep going" I heard, I then gave it my all I did my final push, I felt the baby come out, I felt relieved as the placenta followed, but baffled me is I didn't hear the baby's cry, being so tired I drifted off to sleep.
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