Even in Death 8



Life can play some really cruel tricks on one…especially when one becomes somewhat complacent

Femi had cause to ask herself, afterwards ‘Did I really become complacent? Was I careless? In any way?’

Their automobile business expanded, Wale was handling things beautifully and  Femi really couldn’t ask for more. Well, maybe asides the secret tears she still shed for a child. The pangs she felt whenever friends or relatives came visiting with their kids or generally whenever she ran into children. They had…. She had so much money, but what was the essence of it without someone…a child to call her own?

Sometimes she dreamt she was holding kids, playing with them in the garden but, upon waking and seeing the emptiness not just in her hands but in the house, she would breakdown in bitter tears.

Wale tried again and again over the years to get her to change her mind over adoption but she wouldn’t budge.

On their tenth wedding anniversary they travelled to Dublin. They were away for two weeks and came back closer than before, passion ignited and the embers of romance rekindled.

Femi continued her hospital visits and later decided to include orphanages. She wanted to be as occupied as possible. They had maids and a cook now and with the foregoing she had more time on her hands.

She started getting noticed, so noticed foreign and local awards started coming in acknowledging her selfless efforts and passion for humanity. It appeared the gods of good fortune were already smiling on her until disaster struck. Days just before their fifteenth wedding anniversary she got the most shocking news…her husband had been involved in a ghastly motor accident. Femi thought she was going crazy. This could not be, not when preparations were in top gear to throw a party..the most lavish of parties at a five star hotel.

At the hospital, in the Intensive Care Unit she held on to her husband's almost lifeless hands. He was in coma and on oxygen. The car, a brand new lexus jeep was a write off. It was a miracle Wale had somehow survived the crash. It was a miracle he didn’t die instantly…not with what  she had done.


To be continued…






Comments

  1. BabatundeOctober 6, 2022 at 5:13 AM

    I hope we are not going into another regrettable dimension in this relationship.I sincerely hope all will be well in the end . looking forward to the next episode

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  2. Gozie Kendrick EkweozorOctober 6, 2022 at 10:46 PM

    Please it has to end well.

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  3. AdemolaOctober 7, 2022 at 8:00 AM

    Waiting for what happens next.....

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  4. LifeWithTutuOctober 11, 2022 at 1:11 PM

    Coming up Demola

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