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How could she be this trusting of that guy?

Hot tears streamed from her eyes as she meditated on her next step.

She needed cash badly to survive and has almost exhausted all her options except for one.

She decided to call Richard.

Judith picked up her phone and dialled Richard’s line repeatedly, but there was no answer.

She continued dialing it, until he picked on the fifth ring.

” Richard!…. Where did you keep your phone?… I’ve been calling your line repeatedly, but you did not pick…I don’t…” Judith was saying but was suddenly interrupted by Richard.

” What do you want Judith?” Richard asked her sharply.

” I …. Uhm… actually I need some money to get a few more things for my birthday.” Judith stuttered as she spoke on the phone.

Richard chuckled loudly.

“So you have the effrontery to still call me for money after you’ve infected me with hepatitis B…. And sadly enough…. I transmitted it to my poor wife!!!…..” Richard accused.

” What?…. Hepatitis B?….. I clearly do not understand what you are talking about.” Judith retorted.

” Are you trying to feign ignorance now Judith? ….” Richard queried angrily.

Judith scoffed.

” I don’t understand what you are talking about Richard!!… I do not have hepatitis!!…. Perhaps you could go check up with one of your girlfriend’s!!”

Richard hissed.

” See…. I don’t want to have anything to do with you from now henceforth!!… I owe you nothing and would not hesitate to get you arrested if you try calling me again.” Richard warned and hung up.

She opened her mouth, dumbfounded by Richard’s rude response to her.

” Hepatitis B!!!…. There was no way she could be infected with it.”

She banged her fist on her table in utter fustration, and sat on the floor crying.

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And this two dimensions, Omar had tasted in her journey through life.

The good, the bad, the not so good, and the ugly.

But amidst it all, she was thankful for what life brought her way.

Life with Ife had been the sweetest dimension she had tasted so far and now that she was closer to God, she felt more of tranquility and inner joy;

Thanks to Binta who had influenced her greatly in her Christian journey, and had put her on the right track.

Initially, she had felt it so odd, adjusting to the church lifestyle, but Binta’s constant follow up on her, did the magic.

Each time Binta visited her, she made sure she took her time sharing faith filled scriptures with Omar and teaching her soundly the word of God. With time, this became really enjoyable for her and she chose Binta as her best friend.

Omar in turn, had also successfully influenced her husband to follow her to church, and gradually, Ife began to develop more interest till he became even more vibrant than her.

Nevertheless, one major aspect that bothered her lately, was her constant nightmares about home, especially during thunderstorms.

Her husband had advised her one morning, after they had their morning prayers together.

” Omar….” He called her name in a whisper.

” Yes love.”

” I think it’s time we have a proper wedding.”

Omar rolled her eyes in amusement and chuckled.

” Proper wedding in what way?” She asked.

” I want us to renew our wedding vows… this time we will celebrate, with friends and family in attendance.” He said.

” Or don’t you want us to have a proper wedding?” he asked her.

She laughed.

” Of course dear…. It will be my utmost joy to do this with you.” She said.

He smiled and brushed his hand on her cheeks.

” This time, we must do it the proper way….. We will go to your family, so I can pay your bride price.” He said.

Her countenance suddenly changed to that of worry.

” You know you have to see your family Omar?”

Omar sighed.

” I know,…… it’s just that….. uhm…I mean…. It’s been over fifteen years I left home… I don’t even know if they still live in the family house anymore.” She expressed her worries.

” That’s what we are going to find out dear…. Your family is your root Omar…. And come what may, you shouldn’t detach from them.” Ife said.

Omar nodded.

” So when do we go and visit them” Omar asked.

” You are almost due for delivery already, latest by next month, you will put to birth…. So I think we can go when our baby is three months old.” He said.

Omar shook her head in agreement.

” But I must warn you dear….. my family is very poor…. I hope you will cope?” Omar said.

Ife chuckled.

” Wether rich or poor…. they are your family…. And also my family….. put your mind to rest Omar…. You worry too much…. Everything will be alright.” He assured her.