“HIM, HER& I” part 15-16 by Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde


( A Love Triangle)
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde

“If you like, bring a man who doesn’t love God to my house…” My mother would always say…

At this point in this story, I know a lot of people would have called me names, but people are so judgmental when they are not the ones in the spotlight …

I had a reason behind my action, I wasn’t just desperate about a good man for no good reason. I had a past I was trying to correct with a good future.

At the Age of 15, I got pregnant because of my wayward ways and gave birth to Jadesola, who lives with my parents. I had disappointed my parents especially my mother who was not happy with her own marriage.

She had always wanted me to have a good marriage marrying God’s Will for my life. So, it was highly disheartening for her when I got pregnant.

She therefore constantly rang it in my ears to get hooked to a born again tongue speaking brother, unlike my father who she constantly told me was not the will of God for her..

You should therefore understand why I was desperate about marrying Bro Kennedy, as soon as it was obvious that Papa was not going to marry me…

I sent a text message to Papa in reply to his message to me…

“ I am on my way to your place to discuss this with you…”

Almost immediately I got his reply…

“ My home is off limits to you Sis Timi, that was my initial mistake with you, Let’s meet at the fellowship center.”

“ Fine…”I replied

Mmesoma did not utter a word as I helped myself out of bed.

“ I am going to the fellowship center” I said to Mmesoma who didn’t give a response…

“ Good Riddance to Bad Rubbish” I said to myself. Kennedy was mine

I found my way to the empty fellowship center. Papa was already seated reading his Bible. He couldn’t look me in the eye as he greeted me… I looked around to be sure we were the only ones around.

“ Welcome Sis Timi, we are the only ones around..”

“ Better, so what were you saying?”

“ Proverbs 28:13 states “You will never succeed in life if you try to hide your sins. Confess them and give them up; then God will show mercy to you. “ this is from my Good News Translation, how does your version put it?” Papa said

“ Does it matter?, Papa what is your point?” I said with a serious attitude as I was ready for battle

“ I just read it in simple translation so that it won’t be complex, For us to succeed , after this great sin we have committed in private, we need to come out openly, confess it so we don’t go back to the sin again, so we can obtain mercy.. Satan thrives in secrecy”

“ So if I get you correctly, you want both of us to stand in front of the whole congregation of students and tell them we committed fornication and I got pregnant thereafter annddddd….I terminated the pregnancy?”

“ Yes.. that simple?”

“ Oh!, you think it is simple, Yes it is simple for you as a guy, but it is not simple for me as a girl who will be seen as the seductress, the loose girl and worse the murderer. You will go ahead to marry someone else and I will end up as an old mistress no one will want to get married to, because the gist would have travelled round… Do you know if my future sister in law or brother in law would be seated in that congregation?” I said raising my voice

“ I have thought about all this, but Mercy will speak for us …” Papa said

“You are been insensitive?” I said angrily

“ On the Contrary, I am trying to be sensible.., however in case you don’t want to do the confession, I will go ahead to do it, without you and I promise not to mention your name.!” He said

“ And you think people will not know it’s me…?”I said

“ Well, I have made up my mind to do what is right, and no gate of Hell can stop me”

At this point I knew he was serious about it and I needed to calm down the mad spirit in me… I knelt down beside him…

“ Please Papa, Don’t do this to me, please, I promise to stay away from you but please cover my shame..” I kept pleading but all of a sudden he stood up.

“ I give you two weeks to think about it, I want us to make the public confession at the last assembly at the end of the semester.” He said and walked out leaving me on my knees…

I broke down sobbing, almost immediately Bro Kennedy bumped into Papa at the entrance, but Papa didn’t wait to explain things. Bro Kennedy saw me crying and He tried making sense of the scenario but he didn’t understand. He walked up to me..

“ You told him?” Bro Kennedy asked

“ Yes!” I said sobbing

“ And …?” He asked

“ He is disappointed, I went for an abortion without telling him, he said I am a sinner and doesn’t want to have anything to do with me…” I said still sobbing

“ Did you tell him you were raped?”

“ Yes!, But He is more concerned about the abortion…” I said

“No… Why would he say that? It is not your fault… Stop crying Sis Timi, I promise to stand by you, even if the world turns their back against you… And if it means me marrying you to prove to them that your being raped and the abortion mistake doesn’t reduce who you are … I will “

“Oh my God!” I wept at how I had judged the original wrongly. I had focused on the fake because of my past. I was looking for a Christian brother who I could force my life on. Papa didn’t know I had a child, my plan was to tell him after marriage, but If only I had considered Kennedy, he was the kind of man who would have accepted me with my child….

I wasn’t going to let Papa take Kennedy from me. Mmesoma was inconsequential… If she proved too stubborn, my cousin Gbade was going to deal with her…

Mercy had found me, I had a second chance with Bro Kennedy and no gate of Hell was going to stop me…

I returned to the hostel to find an Empty room and a note from Mmesoma. Mmesoma had vacated my room…

To be continued

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( A Love Triangle)
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde

I picked up Mmesoma’s LONG note, and it read…

“ If you think for a minute that I will fight you over Bro Kennedy, then I am sorry to disappoint you, that would be me displaying the highest level of Spiritual insecurity. I am so secured in God, that I know that if any man leaves me for another lady, it’s because God is watching out for me or God has someone better. Spiritual insecurity is when you doubt God’s Love towards you and in the process, you try to help yourself… Jere 29:11 states that “ For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future…”

Timi, this makes me understand that no matter the heartbreaks I may suffer, the breakups, the absence of suitors, I have total assurance that God loves me and He will give the best man that will make my life here on earth paradise, so fighting you over Bro Kennedy is madness… I don’t give room to insecurities about God’s Love for me, or God’s ability to give me the best spouse… Do you know who God is to me…?

He is my Father, the very KING of Kings… Is it possible for the Princess of the KING of KINGS not get married… ? No way!, Rather, Nobles, Princes, Dukes will beg to have my hand in marriage. I, Mmesoma am of a Royal priesthood and Royalty doesn’t fight for good things, it comes naturally to them….

Note: If God wants Bro Kennedy for me, you can’t stop it, but if I am too much for him( which I think so already), wait and see who God is bringing my way…Good meals sometimes take time and I am in no rush. I have got better things to do with my time to profit the kingdom of God, than sweating over a man I am not yet married to or may never get married to.

Thanks for accommodating me in your room for a whole semester, I don’t take it for granted. I hope we remain friends …

Please note : I am beginning to doubt your being raped, if it wasn’t a rape, I suggest you find God first… Bro Kennedy should not be your next point of call…

God bless you! I will always have you in my prayers…

Love you Sister….”

I dropped Mmesoma’s note… Spiritual Insecurity!. That word tugged at my heart. Was I having spiritual insecurity, was I doubting God’s ability to give me a good spouse?, was I being unnecessarily nervous over marriage, was I desperately trying to help God…

All these were going through my mind as I laid down on my bed and slept off.

I had a dream..,

I saw myself in a shoe store, I saw various shoes, they all looked beautiful. I kept looking for the shoe that will go perfectly with my dress. I searched and searched for a long time, but for every shoe I found, I could only find for one leg. The other one was no where in sight… I would find a beautiful shoe, but on looking for the other pair, it will be a tug of war.

Eventually I saw someone offering me one of her own pair of shoes out of pity, the pair was complete but all of a sudden someone else offered me a new shoe saying my mother sent the shoes to me…

I decided to take my mother’s shoe instead. In the process of returning the previous shoe that belonged to someone else, I noticed one of the pair was actually damaged unknowingly to me.

I thankfully took the nice pair of shoe my mother gave me…

I woke up from the dream!

I was confused at the meaning… I knew shoe meant marriage, but I didn’t understand the message in the dream.

The next two weeks was a bitter sweet time for me. I reached out to Mmesoma telling her I wasn’t in a fight with her and that she should return to the room. She appreciated the gesture but told me she was fine where she was. Bro Kennedy also reached out to her through a text message…

“ I am sorry if I raised your hopes, like I initially told you, I had deep feelings for Sister Timi before you came along. She turned me down initially, but Guess destiny has a way of returning lost opportunities. Thanks for your understanding”.

Mmesoma had replied “ It’s okay, though hurtful but it is phase and I know it will pass, just be sure you don’t fall into sin…I feel Timi is not Spiritually matured and emotionally matured for a relationship. Peace”

Bro Kennedy had shown me the text and I told him to discard it as I told him Mmesoma was just jealous…

Papa kept threatening me about making a public confession while Bro Kennedy was the best companion ever. The only place he never went with me was my lecture hall. He treated me like egg. I even spoke to his mum as he had told her about the rape and his mum was the sweetest woman ever…

“ Don’t think about it darling, it’s a phase and it would pass. I was also raped at a young age and had several abortions before giving my life to Christ, so no one is a saint. I have always told my children not to judge anyone by the person’s past, so I have nothing against you even if you and my son decide to be together in the long run, because from the way he speaks about you, I can tell my son loves you!” His mum said to me over the phone and I burst into tears…

Tears of how my insecurity had robbed me of a good life with Kennedy. If I had been calm enough with God, all these past drama would not have happened.

I begged Papa not to make the public confession as I lied to him that Bro Kennedy and I were already dating and if he did the confession he was going to ruin my life. I haunted him at all services, begging him to let us make our confessions to God…

“ Don’t you get it, confession makes your sin out there, and makes the devil ashamed. It serves as a whip not to make you go back to your vomit.” Papa had said

“ Ok, please confess to the fellowship president”…

This was exactly what Papa did, he obliged me and made his confession privately to the fellowship president and I thought it was over until…

To be continued

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