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I shouted from inside my house “Femi, go away!
I don’t ever want to see you again. And if you came back because you are
feeling bad and want to apologize, it’s not needed. Just go!”
“Calm down Oyin!” Gloria shouted me down, and
for some reason I cannot understand, I actually became quiet and dropped my
tantrum. By then she was at the door and she unhooked it. In the doorway was
Femi, looking huge but as unsure of himself as a toddler. He looked so
vulnerable and something in my heart twitched. But my heart seems to have
developed arthritis. These days, it doesn’t do so much gymnastics again.
“Femi, what is it? What do you want?” Toke
queried.
I shot her a look that said “this is my matter
and let me handle it,” and she jejelly backed down.
“Oo…o…oo…oyin”, Femi stammered.
I didn’t say a word. I just raised my
eyebrows. All his suave smooth articulateness was gone.
“Oyin, I’m sorry, words cannot begin to
describe…”
Toke could not hold herself back “Okay, we get
that you are sorry. If that is all, you can like to leave right about now.”
I didn’t bother to shoot her any looks this
time because I felt exactly that way.
“Let me rephrase,” he began, sounding surer of
himself now, as if he had braced himself for whatever was the worst that could
happen. “I have not been able to stop thinking about you since I left Nigeria.
And I actually tried not to. But my heart refused to stop going back to you.”
He had become bluntly honest about how he felt
and it was slightly disarming. His head told him to let me go, expectedly, but
somehow his heart didn’t listen. It sounded very familiar, like me. Something
twanged again in my heart, albeit faintly.
Toke wanted to talk again but this time, I
gave her “the look” before she could. She got the message and slid back into
her seat. Gloria had been the quieter of the two. Now she spoke up.
“Femi, all that is still stories that touch.
What do you really want? To settle some more scores? To appease your conscience
that you are a good person that apologizes for your wrong unlike the rest of
us? Please what is it you really want and cut the drama, we’ve seen enough
drama to last a lifetime”
Her words must have cut close to his heart,
because his eyes seemed to light up with a fierceness that worried me. “No
oooo”, he said, shaking his head vigorously at Gloria. Then he turned to me, as
if to say this was between just the two of us and not the panel that was
interviewing him.
***
“Oyin,” (it’s when men want to form mushy mushy
they will be calling your name over and over again as if it’s going out of
fashion.) “When I said earlier that in all those years in the US, I had still
not been able to get over you, I wasn’t lying. It was true. You were the one
and still are the only woman I’ve ever loved.”
“Femi, I have heard you,” I said in a calm
voice that betrayed none of the storms that were going on in my heart with what
he was saying. I gave a dismissive wave and turned as if to tell him the
conversation was over and go into the room.
“I am not done yet,” he said. This time, all
the uncertainty in his voice was gone and there was a steel and sureness in it
that now stopped me in my tracks. I turned around and all we three female eyes
in the room became fixated on him, watching him intently, as if daring him to
say whatever he wanted to say next.
He came back into the room and continued from
where he stopped as if the intrusion by the Lumi/Toke saga hadn’t happened.
“Oyinkansola Clegg,” he called my name again “I came back because I want to
spend the rest of my life with you.” He dropped on one knee and produced a
beautiful white gold ring and I dropped on a chair and nearly passed out in
shock.
***
All of us in the room were dumbfounded. My
mind raced all over the place trying to grasp an answer. Well, while my mind
was racing all over, even as he was on his knee, Gloria began a thorough
questioning session
“Are you gay, Femi?”
“Hell no, I heard all about that, and no, I
haven’t become gay in Hollywood.”
“Are you married, Femi?”
“Never been. Couldn’t quite settle into the
American culture that well.”
“Are you a woman beater? Do you have a child?
Are you terminally ill or impotent?”
“No, No and Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeell No!”
“Are you…”
“I’ll need to think about this,” I interrupted
Gloria, my own voice sounding very weak even to me.
“Of course. I’ll give you time to think. You
can always reach me through Biola”.
“Who is Biola?” I asked, puzzled
“Your pastor is Biola to me,” he said with a
slight chuckle as he finally stood up.
“Oh,” was all I could manage before he was out
of the door and I shut it behind him. I turned around and it was just us again,
me and my girls.
“So?” It was Toke. I raised my eyebrows and
said. “So you go first Toke.”
She shrugged her shoulders and responded
without missing a breath. “There’s nothing to go on about in my case. The man
does not wanna marry again, and I am not a small child so I’m gonna have the
baby. And he can go and hug a wet transformer, cos I’m not having him anywhere
my child.”
“Toke, are you sure…” Gloria queried. “I
couldn’t be more certain,” she responded with a smile and then turned to me
with a mischievous look on her face “So, so?”
“All those things Gloria asked him need to be
confirmed first before I can even begin to consider”. Within minutes, Toke was
on the internet and we had everything before us in black and white on Wikipedia
and all the other places on the internet that keep such. No, Femi wasn’t
married, had never been married and didn’t have any children.
Much as I would like to trust Wikipedia with
my future, I’d rather find out the old fashioned way. And unlike Femi, I didn’t
try to clear up my mess-up with Hawt Pastor by using my friends. I picked my
phone and called him. He seemed to have been waiting for the call, because he
picked it on the first ring. His rich voice filled the room as I put him on
speaker.
“Hello Oyin,” he said
“I’m really sorry about how…” I began but he
cut in and cut me short on that
“It’s okay Oyin, I understand perfectly well
how you felt. I take it that Femi has come to you to speak for himself,
otherwise you wouldn’t be calling me.”
I suddenly felt very shy. “Yes, he just left.”
I responded.
“And?” he asked and I actually saw his eyebrow
raised in my mind’s eye.
“Can I come and see you?” I asked
“What kind of pastor would it make me if I
refused to see one of my own flock?”
“But I’m coming to see you, not as my pastor,
but as Femi’s friend,” I stated
“Hmmm,” he mumbled. After a brief pause, he
responded “Okay, I’m still in the office.”
With that, I hung up the call and we all
jumped into my car (yes, they followed me, as they could not wait at home for
gist, aproko that they are) and we were in church in minutes.
Moments later, I was knocking on Hawt Pastor’s
office door the second time that day and again, he unhinged the door and opened
it himself. “I see you brought the cavalry,” he said with a smile as he saw
Toke and Gloria right behind me. Those girls en! “Y’all can come in though,
there’s nothing we’ll say in this office that you’ll not be either bb-ing to
each other online realtime or download as gist later, so you might as well hear
it firsthand”.
We shuffled into his office like a file of
schoolgirls and sat opposite his desk. This time, he went around to his own
chair and sat facing us and then addressing me, he asked. “So?”
Glo and I looked at Toke and laughed cos he
just stole her line. “What?” he asked. “That’s Toke’s way of asking for gist,”
I responded. “Ah,” he chuckled. “great minds think alike”
*cough cough* that was me.
“Femi proposed to me, and while I should be
happy, I feel more of concern. I have a thousand and one reasons to be
skeptical, and frankly, after my Yomi experience, I don’t even want to consider
anyone except I know all there is to know about that person. Femi’s time in
America is a black box to me, and his actions the last time we saw tells me he
is a different person from the Femi I dated. So, pastor, I have a few questions
for you.”
“Go ahead…” he responded
“First the basics. Any baggage? Is he or was
he married? Does he have any kids? Any legal issues? Any reason, ulterior to
desperately want to marry me?”
He clasped his hands and looked at me
seriously for the first time that evening. “He’s my friend and you are my
church member. If I knew anything of that nature, I would have made sure Femi
could never reach you a second time.
Just so you know, after what he did the last
time, we had a serious falling out. I’ve been friends with Femi for 27 years
and it was the first time we quarreled that seriously. Because I felt he used
the fact that you guys met again through me to win your trust so quickly and I
don’t let my members be treated that way. We didn’t talk for over three
months.”
He paused and walked over to his fridge. “My
manners, I didn’t offer you any drinks.”
I slapped him inside my head, which kind of
interruption was that. Abi did I say I was thirsty ni. He took his time to
bring the drinks and serve us and then went back to his seat. By this time I
was literarily clawing my thigh but I kept a calm face in order not to fall
hand.
“He called me around your wedding time and
after apologizing to me and all, he began to continually ask if I could help
him set a meeting up again. He was very disappointed when I told him you were
getting married but he did not rest it. He almost came into Nigeria around that
time to, in his words, fight for your hand. I firmly told him not to, since you
had decided to marry Yomi.”
I let my mind roll to what would have happened
if Femi had appeared at that time. I would probably have rubbed Yomi all over
his face really. It was a good thing he hadn’t come.
He continued. “I didn’t tell him the story of
how the wedding went until about two weeks ago. When he heard you were still
single, this time he didn’t bother to tell me he was coming. He simply appeared
in my house. And it took him a week of convincing me he really is serious
before I reached out to you. So in my opinion, and with how well I know Femi,
he has never been more serious about anything.”
When he finished speaking, the room was quiet
and all the eyes, including Toke and Glo where now firmly on me.
I only hesitated a moment. “Yes,” I said, as a
smile rose from inside me and spread across my face. “Yes, I will marry Femi”.
And everyone in the room jumped for joy.
We did not get married immediately. Femi had
been gone for years and I knew he would have changed, and I guessed he still
carried the image of me of back then in his head, I have changed too. About
three months later, Oyin Clegg became Oyin Omotosho in a very small, private
ceremony. Hawt Pastor joined us and the only dramatics was from my mama. She
dance pass me that day sef.
And as things happen, we didn’t know that the
“so?” joke of the day had started something. But start something it did. Hawt
Pastor and Toke are dating! Yes. There’s drama around that though, but it’s not
in Finding Hubby. Suffice to say that church members and elders did not take
kindly to the fact that their pastor was courting a pregnant woman.
Gloria eventually relocated to the UK. She
thought it was the best thing for her to do since the pressures to marry were
less there. She tells me she will eventually adopt a kid and she seems pretty
happy.
All in all, I learnt that everything good will
indeed come.
The End
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