FREYA SERIES- THE REUNION

EPISODE THREE

Five years ago I was so broke that I couldn’t afford to buy garri (it was that bad) all I had was my good attitude, coordinated life and a family but nothing to show not even a wealthy BoBo. I looked round me and realized that some of my friends were married, engaged and others flying out for their masters with a correct guy by their side.

One of those days I met Rachael my classmate from way back. We spoke at learnt and she told me of how she met her husband. 

RACHAEL'S STORY

"In this life Freya, you have to fight for what’s yours and that’s what I did explained Rachael. My husband Emeka was already taken when he saw me at the mall with Nkiru and the rest but he did not hesitate to come over to ask for my number. If I saw him two years ago I would probably have insulted him and made a scene (because he was married) but I didn’t, rather I saw an opportunity there. I quickly handed him my card and we spoke at length that night."

"Freya the guilt I felt was unexplainable but a girl has to survive. Two days after, we agreed to meet at a hotel for some drinks and chops. I wasn’t concerned any longer if he was married but I was anticipating something more from just a seat out. We continued for 6 months and at this time I sensed he was ready to dump me so…..i changed my plan to a more drastic one. I convinced him one of the nights to have sex with me not using a condom before now I made sure he was wasted so he would lose his sense of decision, I stopped taking the birth control pills I was on. I don tell you say belle no take time enter."

I told Emeka about the pregnancy he wasn’t too happy but he stayed glued to see the sex of the baby since his wife had 3 girls and no boy. He sent me abroad for the best health care and everything nice. Once he realized it was a boy he filed for a divorce and came over to see  me. 

FREYA'S REUNION

You see how people get so lucky but my own luck no dey ever reach like that. As Rachael tell me her own I wasn’t ready to get married but it was worth trying. The guy I met had been married for 7 years. We met at wonderland Abuja where I took my friends kids to have fun, so he brought his kids along. It wasn’t long when his youngest and my youngest got missing in the crowd. As fate would have it we got together looking for them after we found them we exchanged contacts (like they say “the rest is history) not for long we started chatting on whatsapp, had video calls together and gradually starting spending time together.

I decided and purposed in my heart that I will try out Rachael’s method. All the while mumsy warned me sternly to desist from any plan but I constantly told her I had a concrete plan that would bring us out of poverty. 

When I realized I was pregnant I felt it would be good news but Sola broke the news of his relocation to another state as he was transferred. I told him about the pregnancy but it didn’t make a difference rather he gave me money to cater for myself (which meant abort the pregnancy).

It wasn’t a new thing for me as I had aborted 5 times before now. The problem was my doctor wasn’t in agreement so I carried the pregnancy until the 8th month which I had an early labour. I tried calling Sola but he wasn’t picking so I called mumsy and she came to the hospital were I was rushed to. All I could remember was mumsy coming into the room after the child birth only to tell me the child did not make it. 

I cried for so long but eventually stopped.

Presently (2016

It had been five years since my baby’s death. To honor her I visit her grave to keep fresh flowers and to spend time with her. This year was different as mumsy volunteered to go along with me. When we got there a couple and a little girl stood by the grave. Confused as I was I got closer to ask if they were lost.

Mumsy held me by the hand and asked for forgiveness. I grew even more confused but when she started explaning to me I understood but I was filled with so much anger. The question that kept ringing in my heart was “Why?” “was I not good enough to be a mother” in all my questioning the answers seemed far off.

My hands trembled as I bent down to touch the chicks of “My little girl” ït was so chubby and smooth just like the father” I couldn’t stop the tears from rushing down my eyes and the sharp pain in my chest. I felt a love like never before “it was strange but I realized that it could only be a love a mother has towards a child”.

I looked up at the couple standing close to makamba, I could see concern and love in their eyes for the little one. I was convinced that she was in the right hands but I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to my own child even when I was denied her by my own mother.

The staring continued as I broke the silence offering to take them to lunch. I didn’t know what to say to people who have raised makamba from inception. “was I ready to take her away?” “would I be able to give her the life she was already used to?” “would I be wrong to let her go?” all these questions and so much more played turns in my head as we worked towards the car.

Mr & Mrs Ojang I want to say a very big thank you for taking good care of makamba. All I want is an opportunity to be part of her life even if I have to be an aunt or something. I can’t take her from you but I would love to be in her life. I could imagine the thoughts in their head but for me I had my response prepared but they proved me wrong and gave in to my request.

Today my heart has finally found peace and a part of me has been found. I know I made wrong choices and mistakes but I have learnt to understand that in this world there is no perfectionist but there is need for us all to try and work out our life’s all in the view of accepting our mistakes and moving on.

Next episode on the crazy life of Freya she gets more emotional as finds out that her best friend Titilayo has few months to live....

Lets find out more on episode four next week Friday

I am your favorite Shakara lady all the way from yankee

Signing out “hala”