Inspired by the Holy Spirit
Written by Damilola Babs
“How? When? Without me in that decision? I thought you were happy and I was going to ask you I marry me.?” He yelped out.
“That won’t be possible anymore. I have moved on. You want to remain a tailor, fine. For me, I want more out of life and that obviously makes us incompatible. I’m sorry.” She told him and attempted to stand up. Andrew held her hand down on the table and looked at her with his tears filled eyes.
“I can be more, Mary, just give it time.”
“I am running out of patience. In fact, patience is not a luxury I have to waste right now.”
“Waste? Have you given up so soon?” He asked and she looked away. Andrew knew he had lost her and had to let her go. He left her hand and without remorse, she walked out on him.
The tears in his eyes dropped without restraint. He loved her madly and felt betrayed. He couldn’t even pinpoint the reason he cried. It was just too painful to describe.
Weeks passed and Andrew hoped the woman he loved would return, but she didn’t. He couldn’t even bring himself to tell Mark they had broken up. So he kept it a secret. It was just apparent, she wanted to be as far away from him as possible. Mark had drove in one hot afternoon and accused him of keeping secrets. He knew what the man was talking about, but his salon was too open for a discussion as sensitive as that. He dragged his friend outside so they could talk well.
“You should have told me she left you.” He started pacing up and down like Mary had broken up with him and not his friend.
“How?! How was I supposed to say it. I too do mumu on top this love matter now.”
“You weren’t a fool, Andrew, you were the better person. And I know what you are going to ask me for now?”
“What are you thinking?”
“Don’t sack her.” Mark said to his face.
“She deserves that job and you know it.”
“Well, right now, I am not sure.”
“Don’t sack her Mark. She didn’t get that job because I know you, she got it because she deserved it. Plus, you are my friend and the company is yours, but help this onetime, please. Don’t sack her.” He pleaded.
“I will try.” Mark responded and dragged his friend into his arms in a manly way. They hugged and Andrew appreciated his friend’s concern.
“We are brothers man, and trust me, I will acreage this somehow.” Mark insisted.
“Whatever brother.”
“I am serious. You are a good guy. Do you know the things you’ve done for me? Way back from campus? You took a bullet for me when those confra boys almost killed me.”
“Mark, that is what brothers do,” Andrew told him and shook him again.
“Why am I even explaining what I will do to that…that…bit…”
“Don’t say it, I beg you.”
“Sorry bro, I already did. Bitch.” The two looked at each other and laughed.
“You really need to start considering Jesus in your life sha.” He told him as the duo laughed back into the shop.
Mary could not help it. Going back to Wisdom was the most available option. She knew the rich dude more than any other rich dude that now wanted her. He was her safest place as far as she was concerned.
“Are you sure about this?” Helen asked her as they both sat in front of her rented apartment.
“Helen I am not a baby, I know exactly what I want.”
“And what you want is Wisdom?” The woman asked her and scoffed. “Babe, as far as I am concerned going back to Wisdom is like going back to your vomit.” She told her and rolled her eyes in displeasure.
“Look, that guy treated me badly when I had no job. I mean when I used to depend on him excessively. Now I have a job, my own car and a house. He would respect me more than ever.”
“Hmmmm…hmmmm. I am warning you now. I am warning you now oo. Tor.” Helen cautioned but it was obvious the woman had made up her mind and had started making arrangements to fix her relationship with Wisdom.
Copyright Damilola Babs, 2022
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