The Longest Night - Episode 5

 

Is this heaven ? So still and quiet but dark. I know it isn’t because the Bible gave a picturesque description of it being so beautiful. Is this hell?  I couldn’t feel the fire yet. Or am I being prepped to go into the lake of fire to burn? I thought I was holy and lived a righteous life? I’m sure the thoughts to beat up Uzor’s girlfriend brought me here.  What a colossal damage. But this place smelled of drugs and bleach . The fear and fright from my thought made me shout and in that moment, I opened my eyes to the peering view of Tunde, Dera, a young and pretty nurse, a very masculine doctor. Then I realised I was in the hospital. I wasn’t visiting anyone but I was the patient. How did I get here? In that moment, I had a flashback. I remembered being in a contest with Uzor over a food flask and the slaps and verbal abuse that followed and also someone screaming that I was bleeding. As I tried to sit up and speak, and also check myself, I saw him from the corner of my eye, standing behind Tunde but before I could utter a word  the doctor motioned for me to lay back. 

I cried my eyes out as I screamed with all the energy I could muster and proving difficult to console. I was dishearten as my heart still palpitated over the bombshell the Doctor gave before leaving the room

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. In that moment, I struggled to stand up and fight for my dignity and my child but Tunde was strong enough to hold me down. Uzor stood far away, his countenance has changed, he had on a remorseful demeanor. I looked at my daughter with tears in her eyes, she didn’t understand why her mum was so sad and why her dad lurked  behind like a stranger. She just tried to pacify me to stop crying and wailing. 
It dawned on me moments later about my loss and the water works started again. This time I was alone and all I could do was sob quietly. This loss was too much to bear. To think I lost my child due to Uzor’s carelessness and wickedness made me downhearted. 

I tried to replay the doctor big medical terms in my head which he later paraphrased to “Ma'am you were pregnant but lost the pregnancy as that was the reason you were bleeding”. I should have left the food flask for Uzor, the struggle for the food that is now smeared all over my kitchen floor made me lose my baby. Was I ever going to forgive Uzor?

Then I remembered how the baby was brought into the world, it wasn’t with love as I remember how selfish Uzor was with his affections during s*x.  S*x with the new Uzor was rough as he always seemed in a hurry to get satisfied which he eventually achieved leaving me heartbroken, neglected, unsatisfied and bruised not just physically but emotionally.

It was 2pm when I noticed someone standing behind me peeping to see if I was sleeping . Though I was numb, my sense could recognise that after shave. I pretended to be sleeping because I didn’t have the energy to hear apologises or fight. 

After some hours of bed rest, I was convinced I was convalescing. I disliked being bed ridden. I tried to stand up but the pang of pain struck me to sit down .  Ada ran in and gave me a warm hug, she was  looking fresh and had a new set of clothes on. I took pity on her, she’s been through a lot for the last 24hours. 

 “You look better” he said with a smile on his face as he strolled into the room. 

“You put me here and killed my child”. I said fighting with all the energy I could muster. I was screaming so loud and crying at the same time.

“Mummy” Ada tapped me. 

“Yes my love”. It was only in my thoughts. I wish I could confront him and reclaim my lost dignity and the life of my child. Ada was still here, and her laughter and love gave me strength.

I glanced at him and continued to talk to Ada. She mentioned her dad fed her and bought her ice cream and chocolate. She was going to bring me some but her Dad said sick people don’t eat ice cream. I glanced at him again and shook my head. He just kept staring at me. Was he disappointed  I didn’t die? 

The doctor walked into the room and asked how I felt and said I could go home if I felt better. I was happy to leave but where is my home? That question stopped me in my tracks. I stood up and made my way to see Dera who was feeding her daughter. The pap and pepper soup made its way to her despite the chaos, that alone made me happy. She was sympathetic and offered a shoulder to cry on but she had so much to juggle at the moment and I had to go home and take a bath.

We arrived at my house in an Uber, but my head was filled with numerous  questions that I didn't have answers to. How can I stay with this man with wolf tendencies? Am I safe ? What am I going to do ? Leave him? I preach against divorce, but isn’t  domestic violence enough to leave a loveless, lifeless marriage?

I made my way into the house and Ada screamed surprise!!!. Erected before me was a welcome- back- home banner and balloons. Ada was excited, Uzor seemed pleased with himself, I smiled because my daughter was really happy as her missing tooth showed in all its glory. 

It was past 9pm, so I told Ada that it was time to go to bed. From Ada’s room, I went straight into the room Uzor and I shared. I took my bath and went straight to bed. My first point of call was to change the sheets and lay down afterwards.

He came in and turned on the light, sat down on my side of the bed. I knew he was there but pretended to be sleeping. 

 He tapped me gently until I opened my eyes.

“Yes Uzor, can I help you with anything?” I asked

“I’m sorry Sinach, about what happened today. I don’t know what came over me. Please forgive me”. He said in a remorseful tone.

Maybe he was truly sorry and maybe he was a changed man but the thoughts of my dead baby hardened my heart towards him. I was speechless and couldn’t utter a word as I stared into his eyes hoping for the best.

“but you would agree with me that you’ve been stubborn, If you had listened and not ridicule me in presence of my guest, this would have been averted”. He continued 

I looked at him

“My child is no more because of you and you are apportioning blame?”. I replied. I was disgusted and angry, I stood up and walked out of the room. 
I looked at the wall clock in the sitting room where I spent my night and realised it was  past 7am, I prance to the kitchen and found Uzor and Ada making pancakes.

“Good morning mummy, we are making breakfast for everyone”. She exclaimed. She was excited.

I can’t remember the last time Uzor cooked or helped with house chores, maybe the good days are here.

“Good morning my sunshine” I replied.

He stared at me. I stared back and went about my business.

I started my pepper soup and pap making process for Dera. Soon after his phone rang and he ran out to get it. He came back into the kitchen and handed me the phone.

“It’s Dera”he said.

“Hello sis”. I said as I received the phone.

“I’m fine sis. How are you?” She asked 

“I’m better, and how’s the baby?”

“She is great, about to suck me dry and crying at any opportunity she gets”. Dera replied.

“Mr Sanusi, that man that used to work for dad, that you said you saw last night , called me a couple of minutes ago. He said you gave him my number last night.

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. Anyway, he said to tell you that they have found your car and you should come to the divisional police station to get it”.

“Wow, that’s great news”. I exclaimed 

We chatted for a while and ended the call with the hope of seeing her soon.

“ They found the car” I said to him as I dropped his phone on the kitchen counter.

“Wow, that great news”. He exclaimed.

He seemed excited but I wasn’t interested in his feelings. The love I have for him suddenly didn’t  exist.

Taking my bath while preparing to go see Dera, I touched my stomach and imagined a baby bump growing out but I realised it wasn’t going to happen, this made me cry. I had realised my period was late but never attributed it to being pregnancy. I felt it was late monthly flow or the stress of these past few weeks.

 I lost my baby boy or girl due to carelessness and my inability to see Uzor for who he truly was because I was blinded with love and hope for a better marriage.

I stepped out of the bathroom and I saw him sitting by the side of the bed. He seemed ready to talk but I wasn’t ready. 

“Sinach”. He said in a calm tone. 

I haven’t heard him talk to me in that manner for a long time. He was always shouting and easily provoked. I wasn't in the mood to hear apologises and Satan possessing human stories. 

“Yes” I replied but making my way to the wardrobe to get dressed.

“ I’m filing for a divorce” he blurted out.

Don't give up on Sinach now guys. Please keep her in your prayers and wait for her redemptioner, it's gets better.
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