Sacrilege by Nissi Adeola. Episode 7


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Episode 7

“I want a divorce”

The world stood still as the words bounced against Deolu’s ear drums. The words echoed in Deolu’s head until he thought he might go insane. He stared at Laura for a full minute as he pulled to his full height. “No” he shook his head vigorously. “No… You can’t mean that”

Laura swallowed, wiping off tears from her face. “I mean it” she said evenly.

“No, you don’t” Deolu returned, looking incredulously at Laura. He stalked around the office in rapid nervous strides before turning on Laura. “I made a mistake, Laura… Just one stupid mistake” he raised his voice shakily. “And I… I am sorry” his voice broke as he looked earnestly at Laura. “I’m so sorry”

Laura swallowed. “It’s not enough to be sorry”

“What else do you want me to say?” Deolu yelled. “I’d give my life to be able to undo what has been done… Heaven knows I hate myself for causing you so much pain he swallowed as his voice softened. I’d give anything to take away the pain I caused you… to go back to what we used to be…” he swallowed as he drew nearer to Laura.Just don’t… Don’t do this… Please”

Laura felt tears burn in her eyes before they flowed down her cheeks. It was useless to wipe them off. She had never seen Deolu looking so perplexed, he had never looked so shaken and unsure of himself. This situation had indeed brought out a part of Deolu she never knew. “There’s no other option”

“Yes, there is” Deolu grabbed Laura’s hand with one hand, tracing her face shakily with the rough pad of his thumb. “We can fight… We can fight for us, love”

Laura shook her head, trying to break free from Deolu. “Fight for us? What’s there to fight for?” she snapped. “You threw us into the trash the second you decided to break our marriage vows.”

Deolu shook his head. “You are the one I love… What happened with Teju was a terrible mistake, Laura”

Laura jerked out of Deolus hold and whirled round. “Tell that to the child she is expecting” she boomed. “What? Do you expect me to accept your baby mama and play the role of a doting godmother to the child? I’m sorry, I can’t” she shook her head so vigorously, it was a miracle if didn’t fall off.

“I’m not asking you to do that”

Laura raised her brow. “So, what are you asking? That I pretend like you are not about to be a parent, and I’m not? Pretend you did not just break my trust in you? Pretend you did not break your promise of fidelity?”

Deolu took a deep breath. “I only plead that you not give up on me” he mouthed. “I know I don’t have the right to make demands, but… but I can’t just give you what you seek, Laura… Please…” he pleaded. “I love you, Laura”

“Don’t say that” Laura yelled at him. If you love me, you would grant me an annulment

“It is your anger talking, I know you dont mean that” Deolu advanced in her and she retreated until he had her backed against a wall.

Laura shook her head. “I hate you… I hate you, I hate you, I hate hmmph”

Deolu’s hand snaked out, closing around Laura’s waist as he tugged her hard against his chest. Breath knocked out of her lungs and she came chest to chest with Deolu. Her heart raced beyond control but it was certainly not from fear. Anger, anxiety and an emotion she vehemently denied engulfed her as she raised her eyes angrily to Deolu, gasping for air. His mouth covered hers, silencing whatever it was she had been about to say. Laura pushed against him, fighting against his brick wall chest fiercely in absolute failure as his powerful hands held her firmly and surely. Her effort to wrench herself from him was futile as his mouth awakened hers, in a quick sensuous dance.

For a moment there, everything seemed to fade away the hurt, the pain, the unexpected stab of betrayal it all faded away as Deolus scent engulfed her nostrils, his familiar feel awakened her hands and try as she may, she couldnt hold back. She relaxed involuntarily, welcoming the knowing touch of her husband as she kissed him back. Life felt whole and complete again as her hands travelled up Deolus face, allowing his beards tickle her soft palms.

The kiss grew deeper and more intense as the flames of passion crackled and burned bright. Deolus hands swept to her full naturally spongy hair and she whimpered into his mouth, rising on tiptoes and fitting her body to his like a perfectly sized shoe. For a moment there, Laura couldnt remember exactly what had gone wrong between them; it was just like the past six days had never happened. For a moment, she forgot about Teju, the baby and Deolus painful betrayal she forgot everything but the feel of her husband and the feelings he evoked in her.

Deolu ended the kiss slowly and pulled back enough to stare deep into Lauras eyes. There and then, everything came back to Laura, the pain, the hurt her lips tingled from the kiss and she wished he had never kissed her again, it only made it even more painful. It only reminded her of what she would be losing the moment she pulled through with the divorce. She would be losing her husband, her lover but most of all, she would be losing her friend. She blinked back tears but couldnt prevent a tears drop from cascading down her hot cheek. Deolu kissed it away as he cradled her cheek with his palm. I am not giving you a divorce, Laura he said quietly. I made you a promise of forever and I am not backing down on my promise. I will fight for us. I wouldnt give up on us, I promise, love Deolu kissed Lauras forehead. I promise

Laura stared mutely at him. She didnt think she could talk without bursting out in tears. Her throat ached from holding tears at bay. Deolu kissed her forehead lingeringly, and then let her go. He turned and walked out of the office.


Mrs. Johnson pulled a shirt over her head and shuffled the wardrobe for a matching skirt. She was done following the dictates of her husband. She shook her head as she pushed her legs into a skirt. It had been years since she got married to Lauras father, and though she was not the biological mother of her husbands children, she loved them just as much as she would love her own daughter. She had never gotten pregnant since she got married to Frank and that had never surprised her. She had known a long time ago that she couldnt get pregnant. It was the main reason why she got married to a man who already had children, so she wouldnt be under any pressure to give birth to a child.

What Laura was going through hurt so much and she should understand because it struck home to something she had experienced though it was not exactly the same. And no matter what her husbands stance on it was, she would help her step-daughter in whatever way she could. Sighing, Gloria pulled out a shawl and froze when her eyes fell on something small. She stared at the object for a few seconds but eventually, her hand moved of its own accord, towards the object. Her hand pulled out a small bottle which looked old and ancient. She stared at the slightly impure water inside and her eyes watered. A tear drop left the confines of her lashes, landing on the small bottle of water. After all these years, she still held on to the only connection she had with her past. Closing her eyes, she brought the bottle to her lips, kissing it tenderly. Till we meet again, my Tinuke she whispered. With aching heart, she kept the bottle safely, closed the wardrobe and left the room.
Laura bit her lips hard as tears blurred her eyes, rolling down her cheeks. She wondered if there would ever be an end to her tears. She had been pretending to be all brave pretending she wasnt as affected as she actually was, but it had taken only one visit from Deolu to pull down her walls. She had known it was not a good idea to see Deolu just yet, that was why she had avoided him for as long as possible. But this day was going to come sooner or later.

How did they find themselves in this mess? She tried to stop the usual bout of self blame but she couldnt help but wonder if she was actually responsible for what was going on. Had she not been a good enough wife? Was she not enough to satisfy her husband that he had to turn to another woman? Was she to blame for pushing her husband out into the arms of another woman? Maybe if she had given him a child or two, he wouldnt have thought of experimenting another woman.

She should never have kissed him. The kiss he gave her told her clearly that Deolu loved her but she couldnt help but wonder if Teju had also felt the same way when she was busy making love with her husband. Laura shook her head and swallowed hard as pain stabbed at her heart. She had done all she knew she could to be a good wife to Deolu. She had put up with his mean mother, harboring the hope that Mrs. Aderigbe would one day accept her. She had gone against her fathers blatant rejection of Deolu, just because she loved Deolu. So why? Why should she be the one to go through so much pain?

A knock snapped her out of her reverie and her head snapped up. Honestly, she was not ready to see any other person. The door opened slightly and Lauras secretary entered anxiously. Ma’am she called and Laura looked up at her. Someone is here to see you her voice came out cautiously and Laura couldnt help but feel guilty for putting the lady in an uncomfortable position.

Im not ready to see anyone Laura answered automatically.

Its its your sister

Laura stilled.

And I dont need an introduction the door flung wide open and Jane bounced in. it took a moment for Laura to recognize her baby sister. It had been two years since Laura saw her troublesome kid sister. She hadnt seen her since she got admitted into the University of Ilorin and though they had kept in touch on phone; Laura was taken aback at the changes she saw in her sister.

Sis Jane pitched as she bounced round the office table, giving her sister an awkward bear hug. She kissed Lauras cheek. Ive missed you, big sister she said grinning.

All Lauras problem vanished in an instant as she stood up. Jane she called in surprise, still stunned at her sisters grown up look.

In flesh and blood Jane answered, grinning.

Oh my God she pulled her sister into her arms, hugging her as tight as she could.

Jane groaned, wriggling free from Lauras hold. Her face pulled together as she feigned pain. Dear God, I think youve broken my bones

Laura ignored that. Look at you. Cmon, give mummy the classic whirl

Jane made a slow sensual turn that made Laura laugh out loud. God! It felt good to laugh again. She hugged her sister again, this time a bit gentler. Ive missed you so much she moaned. She couldnt tell just how much she missed the one connection she had with her own family. The one person who hadnt deserted her because she chose to be happy with the one she loved. It felt a little weird to see Jane all grown up. What was she eating in school? Laura mentally noted that she was already eighteen years old, but to Laura, Jane would always be a kid.

Jane pulled back, grinning. Wait till you see who I brought with me she muttered.

Laura frowned. You came with someone? she asked, glancing at the entrance, only then noticing that the door had been left ajar all along.

Sister Margaret

Laura froze. All semblance of a smile vanished from her face as a figure moved into view. Her heart nearly stopped as she saw the only sibling that stood between herself and Jane. The one sibling that does only what daddy tells her to do. The one sibling that she hadnt seen since her father sent her out of the house for choosing Deolu.

Margaret moved fully into the office, and just then, Laura saw the little hand clutching her sisters hand. Lauras heart nearly stopped as she saw a tiny replica of her sister. Margaret stared straight at Laura. Hello sister


Deolu turned off the engine of his car. He hadnt been home for days and it amazed him just how much he had allowed people to invade his home. Lauras words danced in his head, making his head bang. Never! He would never break the ties that bound him to the woman he loved. He had been asleep for so long, allowing strangers invade his home and dictate the tune, but not anymore. He had promised Laura that he would fight for them and the one thing that would never change about him was that he held his promises as dearly as he held life itself.

Remembering that he wasnt alone, Deolu glanced at the guy seated beside him. It was his makeshift driver – Lukman. Opening his door, Deolu muttered. Lets go. Lukman alighted together with Deolu and they both made for the house. Deolu stepped into the familiar, yet unfamiliar house. What he would give to have his home back! Mrs. Aderigbe came out of the guests room. She was fully dressed. Teju was nowhere in sight and Deolu was momentarily grateful for that.

Mrs. Aderigbe smiled at her son. I knew you would be back she said, smiling. Oo kin se omo ale (you are not a bastard) her face creazed in a satisfied smile.

Deolu opened his mouth to speak but the words got stuck in his throat. Not that it mattered though because his mother made sure she filled the space with words. Sooner or later Adeolu, you would forgive me and realize that this is all for your own good

Deolu took a deep breath. Where is Teju?

Mrs. Aderigbe shrugged. She should be in here somewhere

Deolu nodded. He turned to Lukman who stood silently beside him, pretending to mind his business. He stretched his car keys towards Lukman who took it dutifully. He should have done this a long time ago but he hadnt. His mother was the leading cause of the issues hes had with Laura for the past six years. Her constant badgering and pressure had led to this chaos and a part of him wanted to blame all that was happening on his mother, knowing full well that if it hadnt been for her, Teju would probably not be carrying his baby now. But no, he was not in the habit of blaming his failures and problems on others.

Deolu faced Lukman. I would be back in a few minutes, when I get back; I dont want to see my mother in this house.

Mrs. Aderigbes eyes snapped up. You are sending me out of your house?

The next time you step foot into my house, I would be sending you out of my life permanently Deolu retorted. Youve brought nothing but misery to my life, mum, and frankly, if not for Laura, I would have done this a long time ago he frowned deeply. I thought you had changed I honestly thought you had stopped being the self-centered heartless woman you always were he shook his head. I guess I was wrong. Some people can never change

As mean as Deolu knew his mother to be, he had been shocked at her heartlessness towards Laura. For Lauras sake, he had tolerated his mother, but no more.

Mrs. Aderigbe swallowed as a dry smile coated her face. The same goes for your wife. How do you expect a barren woman to change into a fruitful one? she raised her finely arched brow. Believe it or not, leaving this house is the most sensible thing Laura has done since she came into your life, sooner or later, you would realize that you are better off without her.

Deolus eyes flashed with fury as his fists folded in anger but he held back the retort hanging on the tip of his lips, not wanting to say something he would later regret. He turned to Lukman. I dont want to see her here when I return he hissed through clenched teeth before storming out of the house.


Laura stared at Margaret for a long moment. Shed be damned if she knew what to say to her. It had been such an awfully long time; did Margaret actually feel she could just waltz into her office like six years had been nothing but six days? Laura tried to ignore the little girl that couldnt be more than one year old, who tried to break free from Margarets hold. Lauras chest ached. She had heard two years ago from Jane that Margaret had gotten married. How was it that Margaret had a child to show off after just two years of marriage and she was childless and on the verge of a divorce after six good years in marri

Laura swallowed, pushing herself back to a sitting position. Margaret she finally answered Margarets greeting.

Jane stared from one sister to the other. This is cozy she muttered with a dry smile. Okay, I think I would leave you two alone

Dont Laura snapped hurriedly. Her eyes returned coldly to Margaret. Margaret wouldnt be staying long

Margaret rolled her eyes. Listen, if not for Jane, I surely wouldnt be here, so you can stop licking up your wounds big sister, it is not like I have been dying to see you

Why are you here then? Laura snapped. Last time I checked, dad banned you from having anything to do with me, so why are you here? Laura laughed bitterly. Dont tell me you suddenly turned disobedient overnight

Margaret shook her head. And here I was thinking the little episode with Deolu had probably thought you a lesson. If you had listened to dad and married Collins, all these wouldnt have happened

Jane looked on in confusion.

Laura jumped out of her chair, stalking forward. Oh, sorry daddys pet Lauras eyes flashed with anger. Im sorry I have a mind of my own and have the full capacity to choose to marry whoever I want to marry Laura folded her arm against her bosom. Well, I heard you got married to Collins, is he such a terrible husband that you wish I had married him instead?

Margarets eyes blazed in anger. I married Collins and I have Tess to show for that she smiled at the beautiful little kid she held so firmly before giving Laura a mock smile. What do you have to show after marrying the man you love?

The words hit Laura like a blazing knife on a wounded skin. Can you both stop this? Jane yelled into the sudden silence but no one seemed to notice her. Laura swallowed. She refused to allow Margaret see how much she had hurt her.

Get out of my office she said in a deceptively silent voice.

Margaret shrugged, pulling her child as she turned to leave. She got to the door then paused. By the way, congratulations on the child she smiled coldly. You would be a great stepmother she dropped and left.

It was dark when Deolu got back to the house. It was really quiet and for moment, he enjoyed the satisfaction of knowing his mother was out of the house. He saw nothing sign of Teju just as he hadn’t seen her in the morning and he hoped to God that she decided to stay out of his house today.
He walked through the sitting room and made for the bedroom. He pushed open the door and went inside. The lights were off so his hand moved automatically to where he knew the switch was, on the wall. He pressed the switch and light flooded the Master’s bedroom. Feeling the presence of somekne, he whirled round and his eyes instantly snapped to the bed. He grew completely still as he stared at the form lying on the bed.

Teju pushed to a sitting position, holding the covers of the bed to her chest. Her eyes connected with Deolu’s, holding his gaze. Deolu didn’t need to be told to know she was completely naked behind the sheets. His heart pounded in his ears. What on earth was going on? Deolu wandered but just when he thought he had seen the worst, Teju dropped the sheets.


Sacrilege by Nissi Adeola. Episode 6


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Hey, beautiful people. Happy Saturday noon to you all. Thanks to technical forces, we didn’t have an episode for yesterday and I appreciate your understanding. It’s here now, please don’t forget to share and drop your comments. I look forward to them. Kisses…

Episode 6

Catherine replaced the plaster with the calm expertise of a doctor. She gave a few soothing massages. “How do you feel?”

Laura withdrew her fist from Catherine’s hold, giving her plastered wrist a blank look. “I feel stupid”

A small sympathetic smile touched Catherine’s face as she stood from the bed. “Don’t be too hard on yourself, girl. You were hurt” she sat on a chair.

“And I hurt myself” Laura added.

Cat smiled. “But… it wasn’t intentional”

Laura turned to give Catherine a direct look. “What makes you so sure?”

A deep brown creezed Cat’s face. “You are not suicidal, are you?”

The door opened and Tito walked in. “You would be if you were in her shoes.”

Catherine shook her head. “It is stupidity to maim yourself for a man” she mouthed.

Tito slanted her an odd look. “And if it is a pregnant woman? Can you maim yourself then?”

“It’s complicated, I know. Personally, I would rather maim the woman” she assured.

Laura swallowed as she listened to the ladies squabble on about her. She didn’t think she was ready for the conversation they were headed. She pushed herself to a lying position. “It was an accident” she finally said.

“I knew it was” Catherine said and and Tito grunted. “What are you going to do, Laura?” Catherine finally mouthed what they had desisted from saying for the past four days. “About Deolu”

Laura felt her heart skip at the mention of Deolu. She closed her eyes briefly.

“I don’t think we should talk about this” Tito said, looking at Laura.

“It’s been four days, we can’t avoid this forever. The situation grows with each passing day”

Laura didn’t need to ask to know she was referring to the unborn child. She closed her eyes. “So, what do you think I should do?”
“Fight” Catherine said without a second thought. “I personally would not leave my matrimonial home and my husband for another woman”

“So, basically, you want her to stay with her husband and the baby mama under the same roof?” Tito snapped.

“Wait… You don’t expect her to leave her husband for Teju, do you?” Cat seemed appalled. “She can’t just abandon her husband because of a slut who couldn’t close her legs. She has the ring and I bet, she has Deolu’s heart in totality”

“Hello ooo, the slut is pregnant. Do you honestly want Laura to endure all the pain, fighting for a man who broke his vows?” Tito had never believed in marriage, seeing her cousin go through the pain that came with it made her exceedingly angry. She was probably angrier because she had actually harboured the hope that Laura’s family would work out.

Catherine faced Tito fully. “You can’t want her to accept defeat, Tito. That is not the Tito I know, the Tito I know is a fighter” she mouthed. “Now, yes, Deolu might have made a stupid mistake but he loves her, he loves Laura, we all know that.”

Tito rolled her eyes. “I don’t know that. Besides, his feelings stopped mattering the moment he cheated on Laura”

Laura shook her head continuously, wishing she could close her ears against the voices. They were both defending her, both trying to make sense of the situation at hand but they were only making things worse. If only she knew what to do… If only there was a sensible solution to all this. If only it wasn’t so painful…

She swallowed, massaging her temples with her thumb. The voices of the ladies rang in her ears until she thought she might go crazy. If only she didn’t love Deolu so much, maybe the pain wouldn’t be this emphasized.

The pain increased in her wrist as tension overtook her but it wouldn’t rival the pain numbing her heart. Her eyes watered but she blinked back the tears. She was tired of the tears, it wasn’t washing away her pain.

The voices fell silent. “Are you okay?” Tito finally said in a low tone. “I knew we shouldn’t talk about this yet”

Laura exhaled deeply. “I can never be okay.”


Chris ran his right fingers over his head as he held his phone to his ear with his other hand. “Mum, how many times am I gonna say this?” he said in exasperation. “I am not getting married to Barbie, simple”

“Her name is Tricia, and yes, you are getting married to her. Just so you know, she is in Nigeria already”

Chris forgot the name the second he heard it, all he could think of was ending his call. “Good for her. I have work to do mum, I’ve got to go”

“Don’t you hang up on me, Chris”

Just then, the intercom rang. “Bye mum” without giving a second to protest, Chris hung up. He moved to the table and picked up the intercom.

“Anita is here”

He smiled. “Send her in”

Seconds later, the door pushed open and a stunning tomboyish lady bounced in. “Hey workaholic”

Chris smiled. “Hey”

Anita moved in quick strides to Chris, planting a chaste kiss on his cheek before moving to a chair. Chris grinned. “Careful with the child”

Anita smiled as she sat. She gave her swollen tummy a gentle pat. “I’m always extra careful, if for nothing but for the heavenly massages my honeypie gives me”

Chris chuckled. It had been a while he saw Anita’s husband. “How’s he?”

“He’s so happy we’re having a girl after two boys” she grinned at Chris. “But how are you?” Her smile faded. “Is something wrong?”

Chris stared at her. “No”

She rolled her eyes. “Something is always wrong whenever I find you out of your chair”

Chris had even forgotten that he was on his feet. He sighed, pushing back his seat and sitting.

“It has to be a woman” she said, looking amazed. It wasn’t everyday her flirty friend got hung up over a woman. “When was the last time you got worked up over a woman”

“Don’t go there” Chris growled, running his fingers over his half bald head.

“Wait, that was several years ago…” she snapped her fingers. “The night after Deolu got married”

Chris shrugged out of the chair again. He wasn’t ready for this. Anita was a close friend of his, he always avoided her most times because she had a microscopic gaze. She knew so much about him. She had got married and he had giving her a bit of space, not wanting to do anything to jeopardize her happiness.

“Tell me, who is it” Anita asked grinned.

Chris shrugged, turning to look at her. She looked at him, her smile slowly slipping from her face. “No” she gasped. “You can’t be serious”

“I haven’t said anything”

“You don’t need to.” she said, standing. “It’s been years, Chris”

“I know. And that’s why it’s so stupid that I still feel this way about her.” Chris paced gently.

Anita nodded gently as she moved to stand in front of Chris. “I heard Deolu and Laura are having issues, I don’t know the details, and right now, I don’t care.” she whispered. “So, let me guess; you think it’s fate?”

Chris swallowed. He took a deep breath. “I don’t know what I think”

“Let me tell you what I know. I know Laura loves Deolu, and you deserve someone who loves you and only you. I know you are sorely tempted to pursue Laura but I also know you won’t because you would never betray your friend.”

Chris turned away, staring out of the window. “I think you have too much faith in me, Anita.”


Tito watched Laura in silence. If she didn’t know any better, she would have said her cousin was perfectly alright. But no! Even as Laura sat in front of the mirror, dressed in office clothes, retouching her makeup, Tito could see her pain. Her reflection in the mirror and the irrelevant foundation Laura applied on her face could not begin to mask the pain she tried hard to conceal. She could see the tears bottled up beneath that calm indifferent display. Another woman would be screaming and raving, crying endlessly, but since Laura’s hand had been stitched and she started recovering her lost strength, she had been going around, saying next to nothing, and now, Laura was preparing for work like nothing had happened just six days ago. “You know you are not fit to go to work now, right?”

Laura brushed her lips with nude lipstick, glancing briefly at Tito’s reflection in the mirror. “Why ever not?”

Tito sighed. “C’mon Laura, you’ve been acting like a robot for days, behaving as though your world did not just come crashing six days ago.”

Laura replaced the nude lipstick with a lip liner. “It came crashing, and I gathered the bits and pieces and molded my world right back. You don’t expect me to mope all week long, do you? I’ve got work to do”

“You are your own CEO, no one would flog your hide if you stay home all month”

“No one has ever become successful by moping in bed, crying over spilled milk” she jumped to her feet. Laura was dressed in Tito’s clothes but it fit like it was made for her. When you are the perfect size, you don’t worry about things like clothing. “I’m late. Can I use your car”

Tito hesitated then shrugged resignedly. “You might need to refill the fuel though”

Laura grinned. “Thank you. Some goodies do come with heartbreak, don’t they”

Tito watched her cousin. Laura had never been so animated. It was like watching a rehearsed movie actress. “I’m not sure” frankly, it would be better if she were crying and raving. That would be more understandable.

Laura grabbed her handbag. The only thing she took out of her matrimonial home four days ago. It is true what they say – a woman’s bag always has all her necessities. “I’m off.”

Tito grunted. “Don’t forget to eat, Laura, you haven’t been doing much of that”

“Yes mum” Laura paused at the entrance and hesitated. “Tit” she called hesitantly, Tito looked up. “Could you possibly help me… get my car from…” she wondered what the correct term should be. ‘my house’? ‘my husband’s house’? Nothing seemed right anymore.

Tito understood and smiled. She saw the struggle for what it was. A cry for help. “Of course” besides, she did have some business to take care of in that house anyways.

Laura smiled shakily and for a second, the facade was off, revealing the vulnerable girl, still shaken by the event of the past few days. “Thank you”

Laura made for the door and her wounded hand hit the backrest of a chair. She winced, gasping slightly as pain overtook her.

“Are you okay?” Tito jumped forward to help her.

“No” she blocked Tito’s advance. “I mean… yes… yes, I’m fine”. Laura swallowed the lump in her throat and forced a smile as she walked out of the apartment.


Laura walked the small compound of Laurigs Productions, her head held high and her heels clicking metallically to her rhythmic steps. From the weird sympathetic look on the security guard’s face to the nervous stares she got from her staff, she could see just how fast and wild gossips could spread. Especially with the way her disgrace was washed over her in public glare like a bucket of cold urine, her destroyed marriage was probably the hottest gist of every wagging lips. Tito was right. She wasn’t ready for this. She wasn’t ready to go back to work. But if she had to wait till she was ready, she would have to sleep in bed for centuries because never would she get over the ravaging pain she was feeling.

Dragging on the air of courage, Laura squared her shoulders and bounced into the building, not bothering to adorn her face with a pretentious smile, no doubt it would look faker than Barbie’s cartoon beauty. Her staff showed surprise at seeing her as they greeted her somewhat awkwardly.

Like a boss, she walked briskly towards her office, knowing fully well that her staff, loyal as they supposedly were, would have munched on her shattered marriage like a pack of tasty plantain chips. She returned their uncertain looks with glares enough to make them squirm. Gathering all her wits, Laura approached her secretary, who stood awkwardly, unable to meet her gaze.

“Welcome ma, erm, Mrs Rigs” Sola had always called her Mrs Rigs before now but why did it sound exaggerated now? It was certainly her askew mind. She really shouldn’t be at work today.

“I want details of all that I’ve missed for the past five days in my office in ten minutes.” she snapped, not bothering to respond to the greeting. Her temper seemed to be on the rise since she stepped into her company. “Is the design for D&G’s ad ready?”

Sola shook her head, a bit jittery. “They are still working on it, ma”

“For how long?” she barked. “How long does it take to develop a simple concept? I want the creative director in my office in thirty minutes” she marched towards her office, stopping fractionally. “One more thing. If you make the mistake of letting Deolu into my office, I’d be letting you into the unemployment cycle. Do you understand?”

Sola had never looked so pale as she bobbed her head awkwardly. “Y… yes ma”

Laura entered her office and slammed the door against its hinges.


Teju stared unseeing at the movie being displayed on the large sitting room television. Her mind remained locked on the situation she was in. Each day that passed by made it seem less precarious, but every time her eyes strayed to the romantic pictures of Laura and Deolu hanging in strategic places in the house, she couldn’t but feel like a total home wrecker.

Thanks to God, Deolu’s mother finally gave Teju a breathing space by going out to visit a friend. Teju could totally use the silence without having the woman fuss over her unnecessarily. But still, as odd and unbearable as the situation was, it was still better than going back to her apartment. Her apartment always had a way of making her feel depressed, but more to the fact, she couldn’t stand seeing the mattress where it all went down. Seeing the mattress where she had shattered what was left of her dignity would surely drive her closer to insanity than she already was.

Her hand strayed to her flat tummy. Was it her imagination or did her tummy feel bigger than normal? She swallowed as her eyes watered. Not withstanding the drama, she felt a small thrill. Finally, she would have someone she could call her own; someone she could shower her love on without being scared that the love would not be reciprocated. How perfect would it be… to also have a husband… To build a family and have all the happiness she never had? Her friend had told her to seduce Deolu, and as terrible as that sounded, how could she even do that when Deolu hadn’t shown up for days?

A knock jolted Teju out of her reverie and she frowned. Mrs Aderigbe would definitely not knock it she was the one. She pushed to her feet, pasted a small welcoming smile on her face as she walked over to the door and pushed it open.

Her smile vanished immediately she saw the person at the door.

“Thought so” Tito said dryly, brushing past Teju into the apartment that she always knew to be Laura’s matrimonial home.

Teju closed the door quietly behind her. She felt tongue-tied as she stared at Laura’s cousin. Being under the same roof with Tito had never been something she fancied. “Laura is not here”

Tito slanted her a bored look. “Of course, she isn’t. You made certain of that, didn’t you, slut?”

“Don’t call me that”

“I’d call you whatever I want, slut” Tito snapped, snarling at Teju.

Teju swallowed, blinking rapidly. “Tito, I know we have never gotten along… but believe me, it wasn’t my intention to-”

“Oh shut up and spare me the drama” Tito boomed, approaching Teju with her eyes flashing angrily. “Don’t think you can fool me with your watery eyes and shaky voice, I’m not an idiot. I have never been a fan of marriage but I loved Deolu and Laura together. I was beginning to think I was wrong but you ruined it all”

Teju blinked, still, the tears rolled down her cheeks, hot colourless balls making a wet patch on the top of her blouse. “It was a mistake”

Tito hissed. “Tell that to the blind, you pretentious snake. I always told Laura you couldn’t be trusted but she was nonethewise. She also fell for your innocent face and too-nice-to-be-true attitude. Well babe, newsflash; you don’t fool me, I’ve always seen through you. You messed with my cousin, now, you are going to have to face me. I don’t care about you and I don’t give a damn about whatever it is you are carrying. No one tampers with what’s mine and goes scot free.”

Teju froze. “Are you threatening me?”

Tito smiled. “Threat?” she chuckled. “Threats are for kids, my darling, I make promises”. She said, marching into the masters bedroom and returning a few seconds later holding Laura’s car keys. She glared at Teju as she made for the door. “Watch your back”


Laura sat behind her office table, achieving absolutely nothing. She never should have come. Her brain just couldn’t concentrate on anything. She had yelled at her innocent staff over and over till her throat got sore. She felt bad, really bad that she was transferring her pain and aggression in innocent people.

Noise drifted to her ears until suddenly, the door to her office flew open. Her heart skipped several beats as she saw the last person she wanted to see.

“Please ma” her secretary pleaded tearfully. “I told him not to come in, but… but”

Deolu filled the office entrance as Laura’s secretary shook uncontrollably. “Please ma… Please don’t sack me”
“Leave us” Deolu ordered, his eyes not wavering from Laura’s.

Laura felt glued to her seat as Deolu stepped further into the room. Her secretary refused to leave as she stared at her, pleading continuously. “Leave” she finally mouthed.

Her eyes drifted to her system as she tried to assumed a nonchalant attitude. It wasn’t working. Her fingers were shaking and try as she may, she could not ignore the compelling of her husband in the office. She heard the door close and felt rather than heard Deolu move closer. His scent drifted to her and her fingers twitched. As painful as it was, she missed him. Maybe the betrayal wouldn’t be so painful if she didn’t love him so much. She had been avoiding him for days, with Tito acting as her defense but she couldn’t avoid him forever.

“Hi” Deolu’s deep voice resonated.

Laura raised her eyes, staring wordlessly at Deolu. He looked slightly leaner than before. His eyes looked disturbed, as they roamed over her face. “I’ve been worried about you”

Laura nodded. “What do you want?”

“I…” his throat worked as he swallowed. “You got wounded. I just want to know you’re okay”. Deolu pulled closer, moving around the table.

“Stay away” Laura jumped up, moving behind her seat and holding it as a shield. She was scared… She was scared she wouldn’t be able to resist him. Scared he would beg for forgiveness and she would give it to him.

Deolu paused. Laura could see that her retreat hurt him but she didn’t care anymore. “Please Laura… I just want to see your wrist.”

“Why?” she snapped. “Would you make it better? Even if you can, can you reduce the pain I feel inside?” she yelled. “You can’t right? Because you did this. You hurt me.” she bellowed and try as she may, her tears rolled down her cheeks. “I gave you all I have… I gave you all of me… and you betrayed me. How could you?” she yelled. “How… How…” she sobbed, crouching as pain weakened her legs.

Tears fell from Deolu’s eyes as he moved closer to Laura. “I’m sorry, Laura… please… please forgive me”

Laura shook her head as Deolu crouched before her. “I can’t, don’t you understand? I can’t” she swallowed as she looked at Deolu through her tears.

“I love you, Laura… I love only you… It was all a stupid mistake. Please believe me” tears fell from Deolu’s eyes as he pleaded.

Laura jumped to her feet. “How can you do this to me if you truly love me” she looked incredulously at Deolu. “Is it because… because I don’t have a child? Because I’m barren”

Deolu grew pale as he straightened. “No… you’re not. Please don’t say that”

Laura shook her head. “So how come Teju is pregnant and I’m not?” she asked as tears fell from her eyes. “How come a supposed mistake got her pregnant when I haven’t had a miscarriage for six years, uhn?” it hurt to voice out her pain. It hurt beyond measure to state the obvious. She had always envisaged a complete family with children that looked just like Deolu, but the harsh reality was that Deolu was about to have a child, only the child wasn’t coming from her. Laura felt her heart crush all over again as she stared at Deolu. She knew what she had to do but it was the hardest thing to do. She shook her head, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath before opening them. She stared through her tears at Deolu. “I want a divorce.” she dropped.

I get on my knees…

Friends… how do I say this?! 😶😞

I am deeply sorry for not being able to post today as expected. The post was already drafted to be posted but unfortunately, the unexpected happened and my phone practically crashed. It’s only just coming on now and since I don’t have this episode on my system, I was incapacitated. 😟

I reeeeaaallly, really really apologize. I suspect the people who voted for Saturdays are behind this attack… 😕😧😒 I would have to shift today’s post till tomorrow noon as it is already late.

I’m so sorry. I appreciate your understanding.
See you tomorrow, 12pm… Kisses.