Mr Lecturer - S02 E09

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Mr Lecturer - S02 E09

Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 9

As i got up to leave, Comfort’s father appeared once again, staring at me curiously. It was obvious he heard everything.

“so what’s up between you and my daughter?, did you come to take her back to the city?” he asked with a strange smile. I scoffed, shook my head and walked out on him. A behaviour i instantly regretted as soon as i got to my car.

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As i drove back home that hot afternoon, i thought of what to tell my wife and how to face her in the presence of her mother. It really would have been a lot better keeping everything away from them but as things stood, lying to my wife would definitely worsen my case because of course she would find out in the end.

I just couldn’t imagine what the future had in store for me. I scratched my head as I remembered the priest’s words . For the first time, I had some doubts over them.

I drove home with a heart plagued with confusion.

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Jessica and her mother were in the sitting room when i got home. They clearly looked anxious, very curious to know how things went with Comfort. With Jessica’s soft eyes on me, lying became an option i couldn’t dare take.

“so how did it go my love?” she asked with a soft whisper. I shrugged and forced out a smile

“She repeated the same list of demands she has been making since she got pregnant. She wants to have the same right as you do, a good apartment and her bride price paid before she helps out” i opened up. Jessica instantly coloured up while her mum sighed with anger.

“but please be rest assured that i will never do anything that can hurt you . I rather remain jobless than hurt your feelings again” i slowly added, reaching forward and leaving a kiss on my wife’s lips. She stared at me with a look of disbelief. I smiled nervously.

“i have to go rest my dear. I’m so tired” i breathed, got up and headed to our bedroom. But as i shut the connecting door between the sitting room and corridor leading to the bedrooms, i stopped and eavesdropped on what she was going to discuss with her mother.

I knew they had a lot to talk behind my back and i equally knew she always shared her mind freely with her mother just like she did in the morning.

“mum i feel like doing something to that girl. I’m so annoyed right now. Imagine demanding for an equal right after breaking my home” i soon heard her cry to her mum.

“you have to use your head my dear. As a good wife you got to support your husband. There isn’t any doubt he’s regretting every mistake he made. Just help him get his job back. Help him get back his destiny. Who knows in the next twenty years he could be the school Vice chancellor and you will have the fruits of your sacrifice before you” her mother spoke in a very surprising manner, leaving my heart swelling with joy…

‘do you think so?’ she asked

” my dear as a wife you sometimes have to put your pride and happiness aside to support your family . Even if it looks insane doing it. Your husband badly needs that job. Sacrifice your feelings for him.” she advised. I felt like crying as I listened on .

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Later in the evening, after a very wonderful dinner. My wife looked up at me with eyes filled with love and care while her mum nodded in support.

“go ahead, pay the silly girl’s bride price, rent an apartment and do all she demanded. If you don’t have enough money with you. Mine is available” she spoke softly, leaving me filled with shame, happiness and gratitude.

“my love” i breathed, shaking with great excitement.

“please don’t say anything to me” she stopped me, got up and ran to our room. I tried going after her, but her mum stopped me.

“let her be for now, you can go in later. But please don’t ever forget this moment” she said seriously. I nodded and swallowed hard.

Even though i was happy, i equally was ashamed of myself for putting my wife in such situation.

Suddenly Jessica’s cry ripped through the building, throwing us up.

“what’s wrong?” my mother in law asked.

“i don’t know” i answered and ran to our bedroom where i saw my wife crying with her hands on her stomach.

“i feel terrible inside. My baby. My stomach. No no no” she cried.