Episode 2.

Did I mention to you that my husband is the best thing that have ever happens to me? Well, maybe I didn’t mention that at first but I can turn that into song, announcing to the whole world of what Ladi truly means to me.
On the same note, I can vouch for Ladi that the love he has for me is equals to none. He loves me just like I do. It was as if we are couples made in heaven except that we had our tough beginning.
After the difficult beginning that we both had and things gradually changed to our favour, I wanted to draw the curtain of our fairy-tale to an end.
Like a children Disney stories where you will have happily ever after at the end. I remember one of the stories that I do read for my four years old daughter, it has the princess and the prince living happily ever after in their castle.
I could have used such conclusion for me and Ladi’s love story but our own story was just starting. It may all looks like a happy ending counting from where we started from but there was more to come.
Ladi loves the children and wanted to give them only the best. All the things that he was denied off during his childhood, he was willing to give it all to them and even more.
He was a good father and loving husband. He said the three kids was enough for him, he doesn’t want any more kid and I totally agreed.
We both face in raising our three children and managing our God given Business Empire.
After things changed for us, Ladi and I joined hands and got a better and bigger accommodation for my parents.
Ladi expand my mother’s business to a bigger location, unlike what she used to have before.
My mother was not as strong as before but she still manage to go to her shop. She has two sales girls that manages thing in her absence. My younger sister, who graduated and finished from law school still helps Mom sometimes.
As me and Ladi agreed about not having children again. We closed the chapter of childbearing.
I respect all his decision and he respects mine. We wanted to focus in raising our three children and nurturing them into something better in the future.
After two years, Ladi was beginning to keep late nights which was unlike him.
He complained that he suffered some losses in his business and it really affected his financial status.
He was mostly away, I believe he was trying to get back on track which was proven difficult.
I was there for him as usual and gave him some of my savings that I planned using to restock my shop. I gave the money for him to put back into his business. He was grateful as he took the money.
After a month I found out I was pregnant for baby number four.
I had mixed feelings about it and did not know how my husband will react to the news since he made it clear that he doesn’t want another child. The three children we had was enough for us.
Ladi may not like the idea or take the news well but he may not have a choice than to accept it and start planning for our new baby.
When he came back that evening, I served him food and after we went to bed I decided to let him know of the new development.
“I’m pregnant!”
I whispered it to his ears waiting for him to react. My husband looked at me like I just released a time bomb in the whole room.
“I don’t understand!…what did you say?”
He asked with a puzzled face.
“Baby number four is on the way Ladi. I’m pregnant….”
“Is this a joke or what? Miwa… are you serious! Stop playing around and be serious with me. Are you really pregnant?”
He sat up from the bed staring at me with his mouth open.
“Yes…. this is not a joke Ladi. I’m serious! I just discovered that I am pregnant again. This is not my making, it just happened. I have being very careful after birthing our daughter and we close the page of childbearing but I discovered that another baby is on the way….”
Ladi gasped out and later said with a low tone.
“We can’t have another child Miwa. We can’t. I told you and we concluded on this. The three we have is enough. I suffered some business meltdown and all thanks to you for giving me the money I needed to pull back up. I want to really concentrate in my present family… I’m very okay with our three children and I don’t need more. They are growing every day, school fees and other things rises with every of their growth stage. How can you be careless to let this happen? Miwa, let’s focus on our present family, I don’t need or want addition again. I’m very okay with what God has blessed us with…”
“So? What am I supposed to do? You make it seem is all my fault… but children are blessing and after this we can close the child bearing page but I’m already pregnant and there is nothing to do…”
I said while trying to make him understand that children are gifts from God. Even though we did not plan for another baby but there was nothing to do now that I have taken in.
“Get rid of it. Miwa you will have to remove it… please!”
His word was like a hammer to my chest. How can Ladi suggest such horrible thing? He try to talk calmly to make me see reason but all I see is his self-centeredness. How can he ask me, his wife to go for an abortion just because he doesn’t want the baby?
“Never! I will never do such abominable thing. I’m a married woman and not the 22years old girl that got pregnant for you twelve years ago. I remember how scared you were back then but we pulled out of all the trouble and our son is one of our biggest blessings. Ladi, I can’t do such… I want this baby to live. He or She has the right to life just like our other three children. Money is not really a problem because when your strength fails I will support you like I have done all through this years. I’m your back bone Ladi. Please think well and let us have this child…”
Ladi bluntly refused. He insisted that I must remove it. He can’t afford another expenses for a baby. I assured him that I will help him out but even at that he was determined and refused to see to my reasons.
He later slept off after tossing and turning for a long time. I guess he was also worried but I was deeply troubled at what he wants me to do. He slept off leaving me with my burden.
I couldn’t sleep immediately. I was angry and confuse at what Ladi was asking of me. What is wrong with my husband? How can he not consider me or the unborn child?
I had thoughts clouding my mind.
After several hours passed, I finally slept off….
What did you advise Miwa to do??

I saw that my husband was not going to change his word for anything. I even pleaded for him to reconsider but he was so determined. He kept giving me reasons that doesn’t make sense to me.
Our sweet home looks divided because Ladi seems to always be at war with me over getting rid of the pregnancy.
Salami, a friend of mine visited me, she saw how quiet and troubled I look and wanted to know what was wrong.
I needed to speak to somebody, the burden on my mind was too much to bear alone.
I told Salami that I was pregnant, she was happy and asked me if that was the reason I looked disheveled? I told her that was not all the story.
I opened up to Salami who was also a wife and a mother of four children. I told her what my husband asked me to do because he doesn’t have plans for another child.
Salami was speechless at first, she also did not expect such word from my darling husband.
“Is very bad of Ladi to ask that of you. My own husband wanted us to have another child. My last child is just two years old. I told my husband that I’m not capable of carrying another pregnancy and going through 9 months tough process. Is still my body and I have a say over it. The decision didn’t lead to quarrel because he totally understand that is not easy. It was a mutual understanding between me and him. My husband is ready to have a dozen kids if I let him… that man loves children so much. Having twelve kids will still not be enough for him but we have to think and plan for the future. The four children we have needs love and care. On the other hand you are even willing to go through another pregnancy journey but your husband wouldn’t let you because he doesn’t want another child. Maybe you should do as he said. Is better to secure your home and marriage than to allow trouble to come into your lives and destroy your well-built home. If Ladi insisted that he doesn’t want another child then do as he said. I know is painful but children are luxury. Expenses will go up and Ladi is obviously not ready for that. I understand his point despite how sad or difficult it sound. Miwa, I can take you to a good doctor who can do that for you. No pain or much bleeding. He will do a clean job and is just a matter of time, you will be fine…”
Salami said encouraging me to do as Ladi said to avoid all the arising trouble that was already coming into my home.
I told her to give me time to think about it.
“Miwa, there is no time, the more the delay the more complicated it will become. You have to hurry up now that is still very early.”
“I have the right to think over all this Salami. Is my body and is the life of my unborn child we are talking about. I don’t know if I’m capable of such. That is why I need time to think it through.”
I said with tears in my eyes. I wish all this never happened. I wish I did not conceive this fourth baby. How can I even agreed to murder my own baby just because my husband doesn’t want the child? I will not be able to forgive myself or live peacefully with the guilt. How can a blessing seems like a curse? This was supposed to be an addition, a blessing to me and Ladi but my husband will not accept it as one.
All this trouble wouldn’t have taken place if the child was not conceive at all. I feel like hating Ladi for making me go through this emotional trauma.
He feels is okay because he is a man and not the pregnant one who is asked to abort his child. I know what all this feels like for me but it seems Salami is right.
I want my husband and home back to normal. Since we already have three kids, we will focus on them.
I try to encourage myself but no matter what I say or do the guilt held down at my stomach.
One night, I try to see if I can persuade Ladi for the last time to change his mind.
“Allow this baby to be born and grow with the brother and sister. Ladi, please…. I’m begging you. Don’t let me go through knife and fire in the process of removing our child. Children are meant to be a blessing. This baby deserved to live just like everyone else, stop trying to be God over this child that is perfectly forming in my womb… stop Danladi. Don’t make it seem the baby’s life or death is in your hand and you can do whatever you pleases with it. Consider me and this innocent child who has done no wrong to anyone. Please my husband…. think this through. I don’t understand this your decision, you concluded so fast and is very wrong. I have loved and respected you ever since my teenage days and I obey your every word and ready to support you with my last drop of blood. But I can’t agree with you on this because is very wrong and you have to see it that way. Please do this for me. This is all I ask, let us have this baby. Let me carry this pregnancy to term and give birth to this child. Please… I want to have this baby. I really do…. I hate the thought of removing my own flesh and blood because you don’t want a fourth child. I know you want only three children but this fourth one is God’s gift to us. Ladi please….”
I pleaded strongly, I was even crying to make him see and understand how much I wanted to keep the child. I went on my knee right in our room begging him to reconsider his decisions.
He gently raised me from the ground and make me sit very close to him on the bed. He place a hand on my body as he try to talk calmly to my ears.
I thought all the words, the tears, the kneeling and begging took effect to his hardened heart but I was wrong.
“Miwa… we can’t keep this baby. You are making this more difficult than it seem. Is not like we don’t have other children and this is your first pregnancy, we do have and a fourth child is not needed. I wish you will understand and see reasons with me like you have done over this years. Stop making this difficult for everyone. Please Miwa. I’m also begging you to get rid of this one and let’s concentrate on our present family. I know how school fees, lesson fess, feeding, shopping allowances and many more expenses I pour on our three children. Is not easy because we want to give them only the best but with a fourth child, the best we plan for the children will reduce to nothing. I don’t want that. I want to be able to take care of my family with nothing less than the best things life got to offer and I don’t want what the general public have, I want every of my kids to be in the best school and in their best at all time. But all this will change if another baby comes in. I don’t want another child… I’m okay with what I have. Miwa ever since you came up with this issue, I can’t even concentrate again at work or happy in my own house. You keep insisting that you want to keep this baby. All I hear this days is how much you want to go ahead and defile my words and keep the pregnancy. I have made it clear enough to you that I don’t need another addition. Please let’s stop arguing and quarreling over this. Do the right thing Miwa…. I beg of you!”
It was pointless trying to make him change his mind. It seem no matter what I say or do Ladi will not have a rethink over his decisions.
I finally succumb to pressure and decided to do what he wants.
I asked Salami to come and take me to the hospital after two days and she agreed to do so.
She was around just as promised and we drove down to the hospital where the abortion will be carried out.
Salami try to make me feel better by saying it was only a fetus and not yet a child but I felt worst with such word.
Everyone of us used to be a fetus in our mother’s womb but gradually we formed into a perfect being. We were given a chance to life. If our mother’s had aborted us we will not be able to see the rising or setting of the sun. We won’t know what daylight looks or feel like.
After I returned home, I couldn’t carry on with my usual self. I was bitter and swollen in anger. The realization of what I did and the guilt of it all held me down. Everything I did was to please my husband and displease myself.
How could he force me into committing such sin and he feels is okay. Now I’m left with the guilt and pain and he moves about freely without an iota of guilt.
Is been two weeks I was at the hospital where the abortion was carried out and I can’t seem to forget or feel fine despite Salami assured me that I will be alright.
Ladi was trying to play the nice role and even got me a gift to cheer me up but I wasn’t cheered. I can’t just forget, is hard for me to forget.
Last night he try to touch me but I told him I was not in the right mood, he did not push like he will do. He just let me be.
Things are not as they used to be. I don’t know if is going to get better or worst.
I still wonder why my husband will ask me to terminate the pregnancy. His reasons are not genuine enough for me.
We can take care of five and seven children if we want to do so. Money is required but is not everything. I’m a hardworking woman and a good mother that loves children generally. Even if we have more than five kids it won’t still be a big problem but Ladi’s heartless decision got me wondering if he was the same man I got married to. Same man I fell in love as a teenage girl and has never stopped loving him ever since.
I’m trying to recover from all that just recently happened. Is a long recovery process for me but eventually I will be fine. All I need is time.
To Be continued..

Things are gradually changing. The home is not as it used to be again.
My husband sometimes returns late and goes to bed straight after taking a shower.
I was happy at first that he wasn’t disturbing me in bed but is beginning to get me concerned of whatever maybe happening.
I needed time to mourn my aborted baby, I needed time to forget that my own husband has a hand in all of this. I wanted to forgive him wholeheartedly for leading me into such a dreaded road.
All I needed was time and Ladi gave me enough of it to sort myself. Although is hard for me to forget I still have to put it behind me and forge ahead.
I was overlooking Ladi’s behavior all this while but I’m no longer comfortable with it.
We had our time in bed last night but I can’t call it our usual because I sense Ladi’s mind was far from the moment.
He was distracted and is unlike him.
While at my shop today, Salami visited and we got talking. Is 6months already and if I have kept the pregnancy I would have been 7 to 8months gone. And within the next month I will be planning to welcome my child.
But Ladi made me do the unspeakable.
“You are still struggling to get over this Miwa? Try and let go…. your worries will not do any good to you. I hate to see you like this. I’m sure Ladi has forgotten…”
“Salami, I don’t know if I will ever forget. Ladi was not the one that went through knives and emotional torture. Ladi started acting like nothing happen right after a month the deed was done. It was my flesh and blood and we should be in our seven or eight month’s pregnancy journey by now if Ladi did not play God over that innocent baby. I have forgiven him even though he doesn’t really feel sorry for it. But I need to forgive him so that I will love him like I used to. Anytime I see pregnant women or nursing mothers the whole unforgettable experience will start flooding back. It would have been better if the child was never conceived at all or I naturally lose the pregnancy along the way but sending me to get rid of a baby who has done no wrong to anyone. Is what I can’t seem to forget but I’m trying Salami, I’m really trying.”
Salami went about consoling me.
“Miwa, I understand how painful and difficult it was. I thought it was for the best… to save your marriage since Ladi did not want another child and the issue was already causing division in your home. I’m really sorry. Is over five months, please try to move on and focus on your three children and also your husband. Ladi loves you and I know you deeply loves him. Don’t lose yourself over this past incident. Focus on the blessing at home and let things return to normal.”
I nodded absent minded as one of my sales girl brought in a material, asking me how much it will go last because a customer was pricing it below the price.
I told her the last price it can be sold and she left with it.
After sometime she returned again with the same material. That the woman wants to buy it but she is asking for a better bargain.
I stood from my seat to meet the woman outside and began to explain to her that the price I gave her was very reasonable.
I looked down her stomach and saw her protruding Belly. She was a young woman and looks happy as she placed one of her hand on her stomach while insisting on a bargain.
She is probably seven or eight months pregnant just the same time with me if I have kept the baby.
Because of her condition, I gave her the price she was asking for even though I was at a lost. The material was below the cost price. It was9 very expensive foreign material but the stubborn pregnant woman insisted on a certain price which did not favor me.
Salami came out to see the woman who stood her ground and refused to have a change of mind over the price or even walk away.
After standing there with me, Salami walked back inside to wait.
I have to give the material to the woman, mainly because of her unborn child. She rubbed her hands on her stomach, smile and looked at me before walking away.
Was she trying to mock me or what?
Why will I even think she is mocking me when she doesn’t even know who I am or what I did?
I watched her leave. She turned back and looked towards my shop. Smile again and continue on her way to another side of the market.
I waved the negative thought and feeling off as I return to Salami.
“Women and drama, how can she be insisting like that when she knows that her money was not up to the said price? If I was the one, I wouldn’t have given her that material. She will have to stand there until she is ready to go. I wanted to whisper to your ears not to give it to her but you were already moved by her condition. Listen Miwa, stop feeling guilty over what you did or you will run down this your business in self-pity. Giving out your expensive material to every pregnant woman you see just because they remind you of the past. You have to move pass that. Your husband and children and even your business needs your full attention. Okay…?”
I agreed with Salami as we talked about other things.
A month came and pass and I was regaining back my full self. I was again loving my husband, my children and focusing on my business too. After three weeks of the following month, Ladi said he was going to travel for just two days and will not stay away for more than two days.
He said it was a business trip and he want to do a survey in another state as he plan to open another branch but looking for a perfect place that will favour his business.
I wish him good luck as he left.
He calls the following day that he has arrived and has settled in and we spoke about the children and also what he will be doing within the day.
He did not call again after then. I called him in the afternoon but my husband did not answer the call. I assumed he was probably busy and I decided to call at night but his line was off.
I managed to sleep that night and very early the second day I called and he said he will call back that he was checking out a place.
My mind was at rest knowing he was alright.
I waited for him to call the whole day but he didn’t. I decided to call him again in the night and his phone was off.
He did not come home as he promise to do the second day and same thing on the third and fourth day.
He called and said he was so occupied trying to figure out the perfect place. He apologies for not returning home as promised. He asked how I was doing and also the kids and I told him that we all miss him and will be looking forward to having him back soon.
He promised to come home once he was done.
After a week and few days, I was on phone with him when I heard a female voice saying something to him or somebody close to him but I can’t figure out what exactly was said and then a cry of a baby was heard.
This was the second time I will be hearing a baby’s cry close to him. The first time I did not take it serious because he said he was in a place filled with children but the second time was in the night and the baby’s cry was heard very close to him
I was about to ask who has the baby that was crying but he ended the call and his phone was switched off immediately.
I waited the whole night for him to call but he didn’t.
When he later called the following day he said he was preparing to come home and will be arriving the next day.
I was happy that finally my husband was coming home and I hope his business journey was a great success as I look forward to having him back.
I did not take the baby’s cry that I heard or the female voice serious. My husband do not like baby’s fusing continuously and must have felt so tired listening to a stranger’s baby crying close to where he probably lodged, while he was trying to rest.
I made his favorite meal as I looked forward to having my husband back home. He spent almost two weeks, even though he had promised to spend just two days but end up using two weeks.
The days he spent out there is not a problem, is only for the best. He is working hard to give us the best and that is all that matters to me.
I love my husband and I have try to move past every bad feeling or sadness which he caused me. I want my home back as it used to be.
Ladi loves me and the children. Everything he is out there doing is for our own good and nothing else.
I try to focus on the positive side of life while setting my husband food on the table. The last time I called him he was close to the house and very soon he will be home.
To Be Continued……
Did Ladi truly travel on a business trip as he claim??
Why is he always close to where baby is???

Ladi later came home, the children and I welcomed him happily, he had his dinner that night and as we retired to bed, I try to find out how his business trip went.
Ladi said he was too tired and needed to rest.
I apologies and let the topic slide.
It was after two days that I asked again if his business trip was a success, he said yes it was a big success but still working something out and will go back to the same place soon.
I was happy to hear that. I wanted to be in my best and show my husband the love he deserved.
I try not to complain over his late nights or skipping meal sometimes. I try not to look at the part that whenever he returns he stays in his car to make some calls before coming in.
I believe they are business calls and he did not want to be disturbed.
My husband is a good man who loves and cares for his family, and i have always try to be a good and loving wife to him. I do whatever he asked of me even if is unfavorable to my person.
Ladi is the man of the house and the head of the home and his words supposed to be respected at all time.
I have always supported my husband ever since I met him and he has become my idol. My love for him has never fade within the years. I love him more as each year comes and goes.
Isn’t that how it supposed to be?
Yes, I still remember what he made me do. Is very painful and I know I can never forget my aborted baby but I try to understand that Ladi has a point. He does not want another child. He wanted to focus on the three he has and give them the best.
I used such words to console my aching heart and to see more reason to love Ladi instead of hating him for what he made me go through.
I was in my shop one day when Salami came in. Salami sat inside with me. She saw that I was very lively and look happier than before.
“You are back to your old self Miwa… I’m happy for you.”
She said smiling as I check some calculation on the calculator. I paused from what I was doing and said.
“Well, I have the best husband and amazing children, what more can I ask? They are enough blessing and plus you, Salami… my caring friend. Thank you for always cheering me up. Although sometimes you can be pushy but I still look forward to having you around me.”
She laughed and I joined her.
“Ehee Miwa, I saw somebody yesterday. My children tailor stays around Ladi’s plaza. I was there to give him some material for my kids because my wedding anniversary is coming up and my husband want us to all be in uniform. As I walked pass your husband’s big plaza I saw the lady… Miwa, it was the same pregnant lady that was here sometimes ago, she was asking for a bargaining and was very rude in her request. You gave her the material and she walked away. I was mad at you that day… did you remember?”
I remembered the lady. I told Salami that I remember who she was talking about and ever since then I have not seen the lady again. She had probably delivered of her baby.
If Ladi had allowed me to keep the pregnancy, I would have also put to birth by now. I will be a nursing mother and looking down on my baby will bring undiluted joy to my heart.
Well, is all in the past now.
I asked Salami to continue that I remembered. I silently prayed that nothing happened to the lady or her baby. I don’t understand where the story was going and I was having mixed feeling already as I listened.
“Please, don’t tell me something happened to her or her child? I remember who you are talking about… what happened to her?”
I was inquisitive as I looked forward to hearing the rest of the story.
“Relax Miwa, nothing happened to her. I only saw her yesterday going into Ladi’s plaza. She came down from a car and was carrying her baby. At first I couldn’t remember where I saw her face. She looks familiar and I kept thinking, trying to figure it out. It was while I was at my children tailor’s place it recalled to me that she was the same pregnant lady I met in your shop. I thought she must have gone to the plaza to get something or to see someone but when I was going back home, I decided to pass through Ladi’s plaza and guess what? There she was again… just in time. I saw your husband walking her down to the car that she came in with. I stood at a distance and watch them. He touched the baby, said something and smile before facing the woman. I guess is a baby girl because I saw a fashionable pink hair band around the baby’s head. Your husband stood there to make sure that the car move before returning back to the plaza. The lady sat at the back of the car with her baby while a man who is probably her driver drove her out. This is not a makeup story Miwa, I saw her with Ladi and the whole thing looks suspicious to me…”
I burst out laughing at Salami. I laugh so hard at the whole story. Salami was confused as she looked at me thinking I have gone crazy.
What exactly did she want to make out from my husband been kind to a woman and her child? That is more reason why I love Ladi.
I don’t just want him to care only about his family but I also want to see him extending a helping hand to strangers out there who needs help and since Ladi is doing that already, is a thing of joy and not what Salami should be worried over.
I told Salami to stop putting negative ideas on her head over what she saw. Ladi was only been kind to the strange woman. My husband probably paid her hospital bill or helped her in one way or the other when she needed help and the woman came to thank him with her baby.
“If you say so Miwa. But since she was there to thank Ladi for his supposed kindness to her why didn’t she also say a common thank you to you the day you gave her a huge bargain. You gave her that expensive material for almost free and only collected the little change that she was able to offer. Yet, she did not say thank you or return back to do so. But she was over at Ladi’s place to thank him for his kind gesture. I seriously don’t understand but I’m not suspecting anything Miwa, I just don’t like that lady’s attitude that day and seeing her with your husband makes me wonder if she deliberately came down here that day to…
I hushed Salami to stop talking trash. I was almost quarreling with her for even saying things that are not in line.
She apologized and that was where we ended the conversation.
I did not ask Ladi about anything because it was unnecessary. Salami talk was pointless and I don’t enjoy such petty gossips. Ladi may even pick offense that my friend was indulging me in some stupid gossip, so it was better not to say anything concerning what a chatterbox like Salami said.
After few weeks, Ladi traveled again. Within this period he was away, I hardly get him over the phone.
And when he calls, either a baby’s noise or a woman talking at the background.
I was forced to ask my husband if he was always lodging around women with babies. My husband told me that the cook in his lodge has a baby girl who is just few months old. It was the same place he stayed the last time he traveled.
“The woman’s baby is so cute Miwa. The cook said she can’t keep her baby with anyone, which was why she brings her around. The baby girl looks like our daughter when she was little and I enjoy having the baby around. Hope that is not a problem?”
He asked me and I replied immediately
“No…. not at all Ladi, I’m actually happy hearing you say all this. You know I love babies and I’m glad that you are getting along over there. I thought you stopped loving children because of your harsh reaction when I got pregnant but I’m happy to know that you are close to one again and….
He interrupted me.
“Miwa, will you ever forget? Is been fourteen months which makes it more than a year that it happened. I thought you will stop speaking of that by now. I don’t like this at all. You just have a way of spoiling my evening. I have to go…”
“I’m sorry Ladi. I didn’t mean to offend you. I…i…
I was about saying that I may never be able to forget how I got rid of my baby because if the child was given a chance to live, she would have been around three or four months old now.
I’m reminded from seeing a pregnant woman or new born babies. Hearing the cry of one is how my baby probably cried out to me to save her life if she was giving the ability to speak.
I used to see her in my dream when the whole incident was still new. She could have been a baby girl, her smile was beautiful and she keep calling out to me and when I can’t reach her she fades away. For several months now, I have stopped having such tormenting nightmares.
I was still apologizing to my husband when I heard a woman’s voice whom I assumed is probably the cook working in my husband’s lodge.
This time around I heard her clearly.
“Give me the baby, you have been on phone for over 20minutes…. Go and get me the baby’s food on the table, brin…”
Ladi ended the call before the lady will complete what she was saying.
Was that cook been rude to Ladi? That woman must be so ungrateful to command my husband that way without even thanking him for holding the baby for her or she is probably referring to another person not my husband.
Ladi do not like rude and disrespectful women and he dislike women with dirty attitude. He was always thanking and praising me for been different, very respectful and obedient to him. Doing everything to please him.
He said that he was very lucky to have me.
And I’m blessed to have a loving husband like him. I’m happy that he is getting around with babies even though he never regretted asking me to get rid of our child.
I don’t know why I can’t move pass that, I almost ruined a good evening with Ladi just because I reminded him of the pregnancy he asked me to get rid of.
As I sat alone in my room, I flashed back to Salami telling me about seeing Ladi with a woman who has a baby girl…
I thought of the cook’s baby and how Ladi was acting all “Dad” to the woman’s daughter.
I smiled within myself. My husband makes a good husband and a father, not just to his own kids but to outsider who needs fatherly care.
But I hope that cook was not referring to my Ladi, I hope she is not rude and a disrespectful woman who does not know how to appreciate. Because I heard her say to either Ladi or somebody else. “Give me the baby, you have been on phone for over 20minutes…. go and bring the baby’s food from the table…
She was saying something else and Ladi ended the call. I’m sure she was not referring to Ladi because my husband does not tolerate women like that who are filled with ill attitude.
I checked on the children that night before going to bed. Ladi may not call again until tomorrow so no need to wait up for his call.
I went straight to bed with the love of my husband filling my heart. I hope he comes back from his business trip soon.
To Be Continued……

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