My Boss Wife - S01 E04

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My Boss Wife - S01 E04

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

Three days later, it was broadcast that there

was a bomb blast in the Federal Capital

Territory. The bomb was said to be

detonated at the early hours of the morning

rush, claiming not less than twenty-seven

lives. The names of certain senators and

political juggernauts were mentioned among

the victims and that made me worried. I was

not ready to miss my husband yet. We’ve

just re-ignited the romantic lights of our life

and I’m not willing to let him go at such a

time. On my way back from Odin’s school, I

tried calling my husband but none of his

numbers were going through. What is

happening? Tears began dropping from my

eyes, creating a tributary on my face, moving

down my neck and body. We used to talk

together, laugh together as I’ve always

known he loved me, if not for his ambitions

that made him the person he has fast

become already.

Reaching the gate of our house, I shouted at

the gateman to bring me today’s papers. On

the “Truth Seekers”, the headline reads: “7

Senators pronounced Death.” It shocked me

and made me almost bashed my car on the

wall.

Getting inside the house, I went straight to

our room and carried the picture that stood

on the table.

“Oh honey, please don’t go please; don’t

leave me yet. When it’s time, we’ll go

together.” I was soliloquizing. All of a sudden,

my phone beeped, it was Busayo. Though we

shared the same English name, Anthonia, I

preferred calling her Busayo just as she often

called me Tony-baby.

“Tony-baby, what’s up?”

“I’m good and you?”

“I’m happy to tell you that our wedding date

has finally been fixed.”

“Wow! I’m elated to know that?”

“You know what? It’s on June 12.”

“Really, that’s a historic date and your

wedding is going to be a memorable one

too.”

“Let’s sing Amen to that Tonia.”

“That’s perfect.”

“I lead and you respond accordingly.”

“Great Busayo.”

“Let’s shout Amen six times after the name

JEHOVAH-RAPHA.”

“Je-ho-vah-Ra-pha, A-men, A-men, A-men, A-

men, A-men and the great A-men.”

“A-mennnnnnnn.” I deliberately dragged the

last one.

“You’ve made my day.” Busayo said laughing

out loud.

“Busayo, I should be thanking you for stealing

away my worry.”

“What’s the matter?”

“You’ve not heard? My husband went to the

Federal Capital Territory to see one senator

and the papers are saying about seven

senators were victims of the last bomb blast.

The worst of it all, I’ve been trying my

husband’s number and none of his numbers

is going through. I just don’t know what to

do?”

“What’s our country turning to?”

“Our country is becoming so unsecured as

we now sleep with eyes wide open because

the next bomb blast may be right on our

heads.”

“My dear, you have to calm down. I know this

would be a trying time for you but you have

to relax and think through it. We can no

longer talk with heads held high about our

country, no, not anymore.”

“Ours is a country where the abnormal now

becomes normal. In fact, bombing has

become the “modus operandi.” I’m just

scared jare.”

“Hey, before I forget, I’m coming over to

discuss our wedding ceremony with you.

Many things are on my head, who to invite,

what food to prepare, clothes to wear and

change and what have you.”

“That’s fine, that will also make me think less

about the bomb blast naah.”