Thursday, April 14, 2016

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My Beloved Husband......PART 1 (Chapter 2)...Story By FlakkyDagirl

Chapter 2


SCENE 1
Janet schooled in Ibadan,while her parents and her younger sister lived in Lagos.Jacob also had his company headquarters in Lagos,they had a branch in Ibadan,he visited Jane constantly in school,took her out and showered gifts on her,he could say with all honesty that he was in love with his girlfriend.He got attracted to her from the first day,to hell with who ever said love at first sight doesn't exist.His only fear was his mother,because she had insisted he marry from their class-the rich circle-she had introduced many ladies to him,most of them were beautiful,but had nothing upstairs.
But Janet captivated him,she spoke fluent english,she was smart,intelligent and had a great body,so what else?
He had not been able to take the bold step to introduce Janet to his mother,even though the woman had insisted he brought home his girlfriendJacob was of mixed parentage,his father was from Jamaica,and his mother a yoruba woman.Even his elder sis Jackie had wanted to meet her.After so much persuassion,he agreed to bring her over,one of the weekends.

Mrs Funmilayo Smiths was Jacobs mother,she lived with her children in their family estate in Ikoyi,her husband John Smith lived in Jamaica.She was a successful woman,she was a professional Carterer,and she loved cooking.
Being Yoruba,she taught her children Yoruba language,though they rarely speak it in Public.Jacob had informed her that his girlfriend would be having Lunch with them in the afternoon.
It was quarter to one on the wall clock,she was reading her favourite magazine-Every Woman,in her room.There was a knock,it was their househelp Ruth.
''Come in''she answered
''Madam,small oga and one fine madam don come o'' Ruth said.
''Serve them juice,tell Jacob,i'll be with them soon''
Ruth was still standing by the door,
''What are you waiting for enhen''
''No o,i just wan ask you whether to serve them oga with glass''
''Okay,pour the juice on my hand and serve them,silly girl''she snapped.
''But Madam....i......come to....''
''Just shut your mouth,serve them juice in a glass,and get away!''she waved her away,and Ruth left.
She arranged her hair,looked in the mirror and went to the sitting room.
Jacob and Janet did not see her come in,she coughed to indicate her prescence.Jacob stood up and hugged his mother.
''Good afternoon mum''he drawled.
''Good afternoon dear,how are you''she said
''Am fine and you''she sat on the couch opposite theirs.
Jacob now sat beside Janet,''Mum,meet my girlfriend Janet''he smiled at his mother.
''Good afternoon ma''Janet said curtly.
''Is she the one''she spoke straight faced.
''yes,she is,isn't she beautiful''Jacob smiled.
Janet glanced at him,why was he always smiling,the man sure had a thing for smiling.
''She is,i can see'' looking awkwardly at Janet,she asked the question on Jacobs mind.
''Who are your parents''
Janet wasn't expecting that,
''Mr and Mrs Odenuga''Janet answered quickly.
''Odenuga?.... Odenuga?...Ode..nu...ga' she repeated,strange name,so who are they in this country,i mean what position do they hold'' she said standing up.
''Mum,you can't ask her such questions''
''Ok,i can't ask her that? Why? Or...do you want to answer for her? She eyed him,' Now,speak up,who are your roots in this country?' she almost shouted.
''My mum is a designer and my dad is a Lawyer''
''Good,is your dad a SAN''
''No''
''Lawyer Odenuga?never heard of that name.Son! What is this you have brought home,i am highly disappointed in you'' she hissed and walked out.
''Mum,that's not fair'',Jacob screamed after his mother.
''Look Janet,i'll talk to her'' he spoke calmly holding her hands.
''Jacob please take me out of this place''she was shaking and sobbed quietly.
''I will,please calm down''


Janet gazed vaguely out of the window,her emotions were throbbing,she had just been rejected by the mother of the man she loved.Although Jacob had called to apologize,she still felt sore,she wasn't expecting the blow she received.Jacob had met her mother so many times,Jane mother had insisted she brought home the man who constantly showered her daughter with gifts,she had been surprised and at the same time excited to meet Jacob and she gave her consent to the relationship,Janet sat on the chair by her dressing table,her mother had not returned from work.her door was open,her younger sis came in.
''Would you like me to keep you company big sis''she was already sitting on the bed.
''Even if i mind your company,you have already jumped the gun'' Janet said looking gloomy
''Just as i expected,since you came back this afternoon,you haven't spoken a simple sentence in this house''Hannah asked
''Huh....well...you know...''Jane stammered.
''Now you see,just cut it big sis,whats troubling you,when did you become a stammerer''
Janet stood up,''I dnt know what to say,i just dont know how to start it''
''Just say it anyhow,am all ears''



SCENE 2

''Fine,Jacob asked me to Lunch with his mother this afternoon,pause,hmmm and she said she was dissappointed in his choice of woman,that i was classless''she broke into tears.
Hannah stood up to calm her sister ''You and i know that you are not classless,so why are you hurting yourself over this''
''I felt humilated this noon''
''Its ok,dinner is ready,stop crying,its all a matter of time,i believe she'll come around soon.
''Thanks Hannah''.

Things had been rosy between Jacob and Janet except for the other day,when his mother had walked out on them in the sitting room,He still remembered the ugly conversation they had that night.
''Jacob wo,omo to mu wa losan,is not someone who you should be seen with'' His mum rarely spoke Yoruba this days.
''But why''
''Thats a good question and i'll explain'' she sat upright on her bed.
''CLASS is an important thing to people in our circle,a man of authority and class like you,should not stoop low to date classless ladies,money and class go paripasu,you're a man of status,see yourself as one.And again,who are her parents in this country?what power can they yield?what influence do they have?what connections do they have? Son,tell me'' she sat down
''Janets parents are well to do,her father is a lawyer and her mum is a designer,as long as they can afford the food they eat,they are okay mum'' Jacob countered
''As far as i am concerned,omo Janet abi ki lo ti pe,ko si ni level e,and you can't date her,infact i want you to stop seeing her''
Jacob laughed''Well,thats impossible,i love her and she loves me too''
''You love her looks,she loves your money,simple! All she wants is your money,get that into your head boy''she snapped
''Janet is a beautiful lady,she's smart,and she loves me not my money''
''Senator Franks daughter is a good girl,i have introduced you to Sholange,Chief Mrs Kuti's daughter,and so many more that i cannot even remember,ki ni mo nba e fa gan,temi lo ma se,you can't date that silly and classless girl''
They had argued on and on,until Ruth came in to inform them that dinner was ready.They had a quiet dinner that night,Jackie kept looking at both,mother and son during dinner,wondering what was happening.
After dinner,Jacob had a cool shower and went straight to bed,though he couldn't sleep,it was some minutes past nine,when his phone rang,he checked the caller Id,it was Janet,he picked the call and placed the phone to his ears...he wasn't expecting what he heard.'
'Whaaattttttt?'' he screamed and jumped up


SCENE 3
Janet had called to inform Jacob that her dad just had an accident on his way back from work,he had been rushed to the hospital where he was declared clinically dead.Janet wept her eyes out,her mum and Hannah cried uncontrollably,Jacob was there to console her,he stood by her all through,he assisted them in making the burial arrangement,Janet and her mother were grateful to him.
Two weeks after the death and burial of her beloveth father,well wishers still trooped in numbers to their house.
Mother and Children were beginning to get hold of their life again,Jane was planning to go back to school for the last stretch of her final semester,when their wall came crashing.
It was a bright Monday afternoon,Mrs Odenuga was relaxing in the sitting room,when two dark men carrying suitcase came in,she asked them in and offered them water which they turned down politely,they sat on the couch in the sitting room.
''Good afternoon gentlemen,what can i do for you''she asked them,
One of them spoke up,
''Good afternoon madam,you're Mrs Odenuga i believe,we are from CBT Bank Nigeria,/they brought out their ID card\,Ikoyi branch.
We share our condolence with you on the demise of your husband,he paused,we are here to inform you that Lawyer Odenuga obtained loan from our bank,and is yet to pay back,the payment date expired three weeks ago,we would have come earlier,but for the demise of your husband,our customer,we decided to shift it to this date''

Mrs Odenuga who was relaxed on the couch before,now sat straight on the edge of her seat.She was surprised,her husband never informed of any loan,and they didn't hid things from each other.
''My husband is not a business man,he is a Lawyer and he didn't inform me about this'' Her head was throbbing hard.
The man who spoke the other time nodded to his partner to continue.The other man placed his suitcase on his lap and opened it,he brought out some papers,he cleared his throat and started.
''Here Madam,are the documents of the loan which your husband signed,the loan was obtained for his friend,using your husbands property-this very house and his car- as collaterals to be confiscated upon failure to pay,these papers were duly signed by Lawyer Odenuga.he paused
''The bank has been considerate enough to give you a week notice to vacate this building with your belongings only,as two security men have been placed outside to ensure adherence to this''
The two men stood up at the same time,''Once again,we are sorry about your husband,we share in your grief,Goodday ma''
they left.
Unknown to them that the woman looking relaxed in her seat had just fainted.........

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