He walked towards her with untold emotions. He didn’t even know where to start from, whether to hug and spin her around in circles or to kiss the hell out of her. He was more than grateful to be reunited with his wife again after three days of being away from her. He had been scared out of his wits that she might be harmed in the process of handing the package to the guys and so he had made the officers wait until the guy had moved away from her.
Immediately she sighted him walking towards her, she threw all caution to the wind and ran towards him, embraced him tightly and wept joyfully into his arms. People looked at them and wondered what the hullaballoo was all about, some smiled and wished they could find that kind of love too.
Suzan: “Honey are you okay?” she perused him from head to toe, taking in how lean and disoriented he looked.
Sukanmi: “I am fine now that I have seen you. Come let’s go home” he said and held her by the hand as they walked towards her car.
The officers caught up with the guy at last, handcuffed and then led him away. He was in for a very long interrogation.
She picked up her phone and dialed the number after thinking about it all night. She wasn’t going to deprive such an old man the joy of seeing his son before he finally leaves the earth. As much as she loved her son, she realised he would want to know his birth parents too.
They knocked at her gate thirty minutes later after she had put the call through. She opened the door to let in Mazi Nnamdi and Mubarak into her densely furnitured sitting room.
Kemi: “You are welcome sir” she knelt in front of him in the Yoruba style and he was taken aback. No one had ever greeted him like that before.
Mazi Nnamdi: “Thank you my daughter. May God bless you for me. You will never lose your child, people will call your children blessed and not cursed” he prayed for her in an emotion laden voice.
Kemi: “Amen. Thank you baba” she stood up. “What shall I offer you now?”
Mubarak: “Nothing at all please. How do we get to see the boy?” he asked.
Kemi: “He is not here right now. He is married so he no longer lives with me but with his wife. And there was a little problem and so I don’t think he might be available now” they were yet to tell her Sukanmi had been rescued.
Mazi Nnamdi: “So you mean my son whom people called cursed, an abomination, a menace to the society, an animal is happily married to a woman? He is not a murderer or a kidnapper or a terrorist. He is not an armed robber?” he said with unshed tears in his eyes.
Kemi: “Your son is the best thing to ever happen to mankind. He is a pharmacist now and of course, he cannot even hurt a fly. He is a good boy baba” she replied, seeing no use in telling him the boy was gay.
Mazi Nnamdi: “God be praised. But do you have any picture of him? Like when you just found him?” he wasn’t sure it was his son yet until he had seen proof. He needed to be sure.
Kemi: “Of course!” she replied and walked inside. Emerged some minutes later clutching a photo album. “Here” she handed it to him and stepped backward to watch his reaction.
Mazi Nnamdi: “Oh Mubarak! This indeed is my son. My unnamed son, my innocent son whom we had to throw away because of the wickedness of mankind” he said in a quivering voice as he showed the pictures to his friend.
Kemi tried as much as possible not to cry but the tears flowed down anyway. At that point, she knew she had made the right choice.
Mubarak: “Please when will you take us to him”
Kemi: “As soon as I have confirmed something. Meanwhile it is already late. You can stay the night so that tomorrow morning, I’d take you there?”
Mubarak: “You are too generous ma’am but I have to go to work tomorrow. Baba can stay, I know he will not be able to sleep peacefully tonight if I should take him back with me” he said smiling.
Mazi Nnamdi: “Are you sure you will be okay on your own?”
Mubarak: “Trust me, I am a policeman fa. have you forgotten already?” he said as he stood up,extended a hand of handshake towards Kemi and thanked her profusely for hosting them and for taking care of the boy.
At first he was overjoyed when Suzan went back home that morning with Sukanmi. He thought his plan had worked at that the guys had the money. He was expecting them to call him since none of them were picking his calls.
Abodunrin: “You are welcome ehn. God be praised. So you gave the money to the guys right? What a wicked world, people want to reap where they did not sow. It is well o” he said in one breath.
Suzan: “Unfortunately, we pranked them and they fell for the bait. What I handed over to them was paper, nothing but ordinary paper. The guy had not bothered to check what was inside the bag” she replied careful not to mention how Sukanmi escaped. She still didn’t trust him.
Abodunrin: “What? Wow! That is great. Thanks to God” he said with a fake joy. Even his wife noticed it.
Suzan Snr: “Sukanmi are you okay?” she asked ignoring Abodunrin.
Sukanmi: “I am fine ma. Thank you”
Suzan: “I will take him inside now. He stinks” she announced as if the others inside had not perceived that he stunk.
Since she didn’t see any visible bruises on his body, she assumed they hadn’t tortured him and thanked God in her heart. She had missed him so much she couldn’t wait to fall into his arms again and experience those wonderful feelings he made her feel whenever they made love even though it had not been as constant as she had thought it would be.
She snuggled closer to him and began to kiss him but he pushed her away roughly.
Sukanmi: “Oh no! I am sorry, I didn’t mean to be that rough” he said and reached for her but she pulled away, looking confused.
Suzan: “What is wrong? Did those guys do something bad to you? Did they torture you?”
Sukanmi: “Yeah to an extent but I am fine now”
Suzan: “If you are so fine then why did you react that way? Honey you know you can talk to me right? If they did anything to you please tell me about it. We can both share in the pain, bear it together so it can be bearable for you” she said slowly.
Sukanmi: “I know dear but that is not all that is on my mind. You are the best thing that had ever happened to me besides my mum of course. I owe you a lot and I feel it is high time you knew about the real me”
Suzan: “The real you? Okay?”
Sukanmi: “I am gay. I hate having sex with women” he confessed at last.
Suzan: “Oh no! is that why having sex with me has always been herculean for you?” she asked with her eyes wide open in horror.
Sukanmi: “Yeah. I married you because I cared about you a lot. I didn’t want to hurt you by turning you down. I am sorry it took me this long to tell you” he could not look her in the eye.
Suzan: “Yes it took you one hell of a long time to tell me. I am disappointed Sukanmi. How could you do this to me? We were friends for so long you could have told me. Now what else are you keeping from me? It will be better for you to spill it all out now”
Sukanmi: “Yeah I guess. Your step dad was the man who threw me out of his house some time ago. I told you about the incidence with my foster parents right? He was the one. Sorry I couldn’t tell you this either. He threatened to reveal my secret to the whole world and I wanted to keep me a secret. I didn’t want to be exposed until I have been able to gather enough courage to tell you myself”
Suzan: “Oh my God! You…you…bastard” she yelled in between clenched teeth. “Get out now. Get out of my room” she yelled even louder.
Sukanmi: “I am sorry honey, please” he reached for her again but she slapped his hands away furiously.
Suzan: “Please just get out” she buried her face in her hands as Sukanmi climbed out of the bed and out of the room.
Question: Will she ever forgive him? if you were the one, would you ever forgive such?
To be continued…
Names have been changed to protect the identity of the narrator and other individuals in the story.
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