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Story: The Man I Married episode 5

THE MAN I MARRIED

Episode 5
I summoned courage to return back
to Calabar to pick up my job after
much persuasion from my parents
and friends. This marked a new
phase of my life with a different
environment and new friends. Janet
returned back to Lagos after her
service, while I came back to Calabar
like Adam in the world without any
friend. The spillover trauma from
losing Kenny did not allow me
concentrate on my job but thanks to
my supervisor, Mr Alfred who was
very understanding. He came around
to encourage me anytime I got
depressed, to move on with my life
and face reality.
He took me out for lunch one
saturday and made my day and I
was able to forget Kenny for at least
the period we were together with.
How about coming to pick you up for
service tomorrow? He asked me.
That would be nice sir, I subscribed
to his suggestion. I know you are
thinking he’s interested in me right?
No, far from that. Mr Alfred is a
married man – a deacon in his
church. He loves his family dearly
and he has invited me to his home
on two occasions to meet his family
and have dinner with them.
Their church was nice and service
was short but powerful. Mr Alfred
introduced me to their pastor after
the service in his office. I love your
message said, I complemented the
pastor’s sermon after we exchanged
greetings. Bro Alfred told me some of
the things you’ve been through but if
you can trust God, he will make your
story like the case of Ruth. Your
Chilion maybe have gone, he’s surely
preparing your Boaz, the pastor
encouraged me and my soul was
lifted.
I started attending Christ My Saviour
Church together with Mr Alfred and
his family. My commitment in church
was noticed by everyone in the
church including the pastor. Why
would I miss church when I have no
friend except Mr Alfred and his
family, neither do I have anywhere to
go to. In two months I didn’t miss
any of the service even when Mr
Alfred couldn’t pick me up I find my
way to the church on my own.
After the Bible study on Wednesday,
Bro David walked up to me, ‘hello Sis
Folake, I am Bro David in…….’ ‘
I know you already.’ I cut in. ‘Who
will not know the prayer leader of his
church?’ ‘The Lord bless you my
sister. I have been moved by the
Holy Ghost to have a word with you if
you don’t mind?’ He said while he
speaking in tongues intermittently.
‘Go ahead sir, I am listening,’ I
turned me right ear towards his
direction.
Before he could say anything he
quoted about six scriptures to
prepare for his statement. We just
finished a Bible study, this was
another Bible study with Bro David. I
was patient because I already know
where he was going. I like Bro David
for his spirituality but I doubt if I will
like to marry him for that. He is over-
spiritual for my liking. That evening
he did all his spiritual gimgim,
shared a lot of revelations and
spiritual insight but he never said
anything about love or relationship. I
doubt if he will be able to toast a
woman because he is too hyper-
spiritual to say “I love you” to a
woman.
For three weeks, anytime he sees me
it’s either a Bible study or a prayer
meeting until I started getting pissed
off. This was one reason I will not
accept his proposal. I know if I marry
him my spiritual security is
guaranteed but that’s not enough for
a successful marriage. I need a man
who will be my friend and playmate
and not this spirit being.
After Sunday service, our pastor sent
a note to me through the chief usher
about his intention to have a word
with me in his office. I quickly rushed
to pastor’s office after I read the
note. Knock! Knock!! Is that Sis
Folake? The pastor asked, yes sir, I
responded. Come in, when I opened
the curtain of pastor’s office I met
Bro David already seated in front of
the pastor. If not for the respect I
have for the pastor I would have
turned back immediately. So he can’t
talk to me himself, he has to involve
the pastor? I thought. I took my seat
as I pretended as if he was not there.
‘You are welcome Sis Folake, the
pastor greeted. ‘I am sure you know
Bro David,’ as he pointed towards his
direction. ‘Yes sir I do’, I responded.
‘Will you like to marry him?’ The
pastor asked me frankly, but I was
dumbfounded for a minute.

To be continued…….

Agason Boss
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Am Agason Boss, a Taraban Am a cartoonist/blogger I love and have passion for music as well

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