HEAR MY STORY..Part 3

 Finally, it was 1st of April, Bisi n some of d sisters of NCCF
came to my house to help in d cooking. D birthday was fixed for
12pm,since we would be having choir practise by 5pm.
We ate, drank n made merry, in fact, it was indeed a memorable
occasion. I really enjoyed myself. Pastor Mrs Williams gave a
short exhortation, she titled d message Unique Grace, citing
practical examples from her own life experiences, we were all
blessed.
Despite d short notice, i was so surprised to see dt some people
still came with gifts. D most surprising one was d one sent to
me from Bode's mum.
When Bode gave me d gift, i asked him how she knew bcs i
remembered i didnt tell her when i saw her in d market d
previous day,he said he was d one dt told her, n she said "no
wonder she came to buy many ingredients yesterday!"..she
then rushed inside her room n came out with a pack of 4 glass
cups.
"Help me to wrap ds n give it to her, tell her i wish her long life
n prosperity".
On hearing ds, i automatically fell in love with d woman. I
collected it from him with thanks n after d birthday, we went
to church for d choir practise.
We ended d practise around 7pm.
Everybody left for their houses. Bode was discussing with one
of d brothers when i left d church.
I got to my room around 7.15pm,d sisters dt stayed to clean d
plates n utensils we used for d birthday did a thorough
job, they tidied up everywhere, including my room, n set
everything in place.
I laid on my bed, closed my eyes, thanking God for d day n
everyone He used to make d day a lovely one, when i heard a
knock on d door.
"Who is dt?". I asked as i quickly came out of my thought.
"It's Bode o".
Of course, i could recognise his voice.
"Come in, d door is not locked" i answered.
Before he could enter, i quickly got up n sat on d bed, i adjusted
my dress n brushed my hair backwards with my right hand. I
wondered why he came back, afterall he's been in my house
since morning.
When he entered, he sat down on a plastic chair in d room. He
said his mum told him i came to buy ingredients from her d
previous day, n dt she loves my simplicity, n all those stuff. He
said some other things, n upon all,i could get dt he really didnt
have anything important to discuss with me, he only wanted to
see my face again.
When d time was moving to few minutes before 9pm,i told him
to be going, as its getting too late, moreso, his mum had been
calling.
Finally, he got up n said "ok, Sis Sewa, good night".
He came over to where i was, n gave me a very tight n warm
hug.
I could sense a feeling from dt hug, but i ignored it.
Anyway, he left dt night.

Then something happened.
Bode lost his dad. It was then i got to know dt d old man had
more one wife, as a matter of fact, he had four, one was late
already and Bode's mum was d last and d only one living with
him until he passed away.
Among d children from d other wives, only few of them were
educated, others were either bricklayers, drivers, carpenters,
tailors or petty traders. It was only Bode's mum dt was
struggling to send her children to school.
She had three of them for d late farmer, Bode was d firstborn
with two kid sisters who were still in high school. D one next to
him was preparing to write WAEC when their dad passed away.
It was announced in d church n we (choir members) decided to
go n register our condolence with Bode n other members of d
family.
On getting there, i was so touched by d way i saw d widows
sitting down on a mat, wearing black attire with bowls before
each of them where people who came to sympathise with them
put money.
I said within me "if ds kind of a thing should happen in my
lifetime, i will NEVER allow my mum to be treated ds way. Ds is
humiliation in d highest order Did these women conspire to kill
d man?"
Well, we greeted them. I didnt even know what to say, as i never
experienced such before as d leader, i summoned courage, knelt
down beside Bode's mum and whispered into her ear "God will
uphold u ma, He will send help to u from where u least
expected. Pls, be strong".
She said "Thanks my child. I really appreciate u".
I gave her an amount of money on behalf of d choir.
She accepted it, appreciated us, n we left.
When i got home, i couldnt stop thinking about d woman. Oh!.She
was so young. Why did she marry a polygamist?, a man old
enough to be her father?.
There must be a reason.
Whatever d reason may be, i felt for her. She's such a beautiful
young woman!.
Never!. I can never go for dt kind of a man, i will never allow
any stupid love to blind-fold me. and I  can not even marry anybody
from dt kind of a family, see their house, d moment i stepped
into d compound, i could vividly smell poverty. Where would i tell
my dad i found dt kind of a man?. Me?.I even trust myself..i'm
more than dt.
Then my mind went to what Pastor Mrs Williams told me d day
she said she heard a rumour about Bode n i.
1Cor 10:12.....wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take
heed lest he fall.
Fall?. Fall for where?. Falling is only meant for those who dont
stand well. Me,i cant fall, i trust myself. i've been keeping
myself since n i will continue to keep myself, i've determined dt
no man shall see my nakedness except my husband, n dt wont
happen until after marriage. That is it!.
While talking to myself in ds manner..i slept off.
Then something came up.
Watch out in part 4
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