ADESEWA (THE PREGNANT CORPER EPISODE 9 – 13)

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*”ADESEWA”*

{The Pregnant Corper}


*_EPISODE NINE_*


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So, you see my dear, there is nobody without a past, but it doesn’t matter how ugly your past is, a bright future awaits you if you are in Christ Jesus.. Said Mrs. Williams. Now, to your situation. She continued…We must find a means by which your parents would hear about it, and then we take it up from there.
Let me talk to my husband about it, as I can’t handle this alone, then I’ll get back to you.
When she left, I started thinking… I was so blessed and encouraged by her testimony, at least to learn that someone with such an ugly past could turn out to be a pastor with this motherly love and gesture is so amazing. Her words made me to develop a kind of courage and inner confidence coupled with faith that God who made a way for her, is still there to make a way for me too.
Again, I remembered my dad! I sighed. Next weekend, he would be marking his 60 thbirthday and expected me to be there.
How would I do it, Lord?
Later in the evening, Mrs. Williams came to me and said “I’m sorry, I had to discuss your case with my husband, it’s not my usual way of handling matters, but in a situation like this, he just has to be involved. Like I told you earlier, I can’t handle it alone.”
“No problem ma”. I said.
“Now, we have decided to go with u to Lagos to attend your dad’s birthday, and thereby, use the opportunity to break the news to him and other members of the family.”
I could hear my heart beating very fast, in fact, I almost fainted.
“When exactly is the birthday?” she asked.
“It’s Friday ma”. I answered.
“Oh!. I thought its Saturday”.
“The birthday falls on Friday, and he doesn’t want to shift it to Saturday since there is a public holiday that Friday”. I said.
“That’s beautiful then, we’ll leave on Friday morning, grace the occasion with him and break the news later in the evening when all the guests have left.”
And, that was just what we did.
My dad and everybody was shocked!.
“Adesewa temi?. No, it’s a lie! How can I believe this? How come? How did it happen? Where would I hide my face in the church? among my Christian friends? What will I tell my pastor? Ahhhh Yetunde! I never expected this from you. Oh my God!!.”
My mum was just weeping.
My sisters and I were weeping too.
Later, my dad said “Go with your pastor o, I don’t want to see you. You’ve put me to shame. I don’t want to set my eyes on you”.
We all knelt down and started begging him with tears flowing in our eyes, but he declined.
He was too hurt. I knew why it was so painful for him. He was so proud of me, always treating me as his only daughter. At a time, Pastor Williams excused him to his room, where they spoke for about an hour.
Pastor Mrs. also took my mum to the corridor for a private talk.
By the time they came back, my dad was a bit calm, but I could see he was still boiling.
The next day, I left with the Williams to Oyan.
My dad never called since then, it was only mummy that was calling me from time to time to ask about my welfare and to encourage me. I never knew she was that loving.
I was staying with my pastor and his family as Mrs. Williams didn’t allow me to go back to my house.
When we came back from Lagos, Mrs. Williams said: “Now call Bode, tell him to come home and see you, and that you are not going to terminate the pregnancy, let’s hear what he will have to say.”
What was his response?
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To be Continue…


*”ADESEWA”*

{The Pregnant Corper}

*_EPISODE TEN_*


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I called Bode, and put on the phone’s speaker so Mrs. Williams could hear our conversation.
Me: Hello Bode.
Bode: Hello, how are you?.
Me: I’m fine.
Bode: What about that thing?. Have you removed it?.
Me: That’s why I’m calling you.
Bode: Hun Hun.
Me: I can’t do it, and I want you to come home so we can talk.
Bode: What else do we want to talk about?..Ehn?..You know how things are with me?.Is it my mum who had not been able to continue with her trading that will be taking care of a
pregnant lady?
What if they got to know in church? what do you think will happen?.Think of your parents too, how will they take
it? Please, let’s get rid of this pregnancy and continue with our lives..Please, I beg of you.
Me: Fine..but we still need to sort out some things. When are you coming home?.
Bode: Exam is fast approaching and I need to study, more so, I have no transport fare.
Me: I will take care of that. Please come on Friday, you can get back to school on Saturday if you so wish. How about that?
Bode: Okay, let’s see how things will be during the week. But hear this, if you refuse to remove that thing, I will deny it o, because you know how I’ve been struggling since all these days, you know everything o. I hung up.
Mrs Williams heard everything. Before I left for school on Friday morning, Mrs Williams told me to go to my house after the school hours as Bode could come as promised. She, however, told me to send a text
message to her as soon as he comes in.
I went straight to the corper’s quarters after school, tidied up my room which was a mess. I was expecting Bode throughout the afternoon, he didn’t show up. I called his number but couldn’t get through to him, so I guessed he was on the way.
Finally, around 6.40pm. He called me, informing me that he was just getting to Oyan, but wanted to see his mum
first, after which he’ll come and see me. I quickly sent an sms to my pastor’s wife telling her what he
told me.
Bode came in around 8pm.
Few minutes after he came in, Pastor and Mrs. Williams also came in. He was so surprised to see them. We both greeted them and sat down. Bode kept on wondering what the meeting was all about.
Pastor Williams said “Well, Bode, there’s nothing new under heaven any longer. We’ve heard everything that happened between you and Sewa. I as a person, I’m not happy about it at all, and so is my wife..but in a situation like this, we just have to leave everything to the hands of God.
So, I want you to tell us now, who is responsible for this pregnancy?.”
After a long pause, he murmurmed “It’s me sir”.
“That’s good. I thought you’ll deny it, and I also learnt you are suggesting abortion…Not this one, and not here, so take your mind off that. This baby has come to stay. Is that taken?.”
“Ye-ye-yes sir”. He answered.
“Now, let’s go to your mum’s place.”
We got into the car and left for Bode’s family house.
When his mum heard what happened, she couldn’t lift up her head. She just kept quiet.
She didn’t say anything throughout.
After leaving the place, I felt so bad. I wondered what was
going on in the mind of Bode’s mum.
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To be Continue…


*”ADESEWA “*

{The Pregnant Corper}

*_EPISODE ELEVEN_*


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I was no longer active as I used to be in church. Soon, people began to suspect something was going on. Some came to ask me why I was living with d pastor’s family. Some would ask why I was no longer acting as the choir mistress. Others asked why I was putting on weight, while many others did not come to me, they would rather backbite or gossip.
With time, my tummy was protruding.
Hun!..Come and see side talk in church, even during service!!
Thank God for Pastor Mrs., she has prepared me before everything started. Sometimes when I was so bothered and moved by what anybody did or said, I would tell her when we bget home, she would encourage me and I would get over it immediately. I was discussing with her from time to
I was discussing with her from time to time, without hiding anything. Many times, she would pray with me. She was the angel God sent to me at a time I really needed one.
Then, one bright Saturday morning, my mum called me, telling me that she and my dad were in Oyan, that I should describe where I was, as they wanted to see me. She said bbthey’ve been at Ikirun since Friday, to attend a
programme. So, they decided to check on me before going back to Lagos that day.
Pastor Williams traveled, while mummy went to market to buy some groceries for the house.
I quickly called her and told her that my parents were in Oyan, and were on the way to their house. She rushed back from the market. By the time she would enter the living room, my parents were already seated, enjoying the
cool breeze blowing from the fan my dad told me to switch on.
They exchanged greetings.
My parents appreciated her and her husband and told us that he
had forgiven me..and that he was ready to meet Bode and his family.
He asked about his parents. We told him he lost his dad of
recent. He said he would like to go to their house to meet his mum.
As much as I appreciated the fact that my dad had forgiven me, yet I didn’t want him to visit Bode’s family house, as I didn’t know how he would feel, seeing the old, poverty-stricken building they were living.
I was left with no choice anyway, so we went there together with Pastor Mrs. Bode wasn’t around, he was in school. His mum was in the market, facing her business. She had come to greet me once at my pastor’s house.
Somebody quickly ran to the market to call her, that some visitors from Lagos were waiting for her at home. She rushed home to meet us. My parents were just looking up and down the whole street and compound.
They exchanged greetings, after which we went into the sitting room. Pastor Mrs. introduced them to each other.
My dad asked about Bode and wanted to know when he would be around.
His mum said she wasn’t sure of when he would come home as he left not too long ago.
Daddy said his mum should tell him to come and meet him in Lagos, as there’s something he wanted to discuss with him.
He gave her money to send to him for transportation, gave her and her daughters money too.
We returned to pastor’s house, they ate and left.
Now, I could go to Lagos because the school was on long vacation, but I didn’t want to go because of what I would encounter in the
hands of Lagos people too, church people, neighbors, family and friends.
So, I told dad and mum I would prefer to stay in Oyan till
schools resume in September, and they agreed.
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To be Continue…


*”ADESEWA “*

{The Pregnant Corper}

*_EPISODE TWELVE(Penultimate)_*


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After writing his exams, Bode came home.
One Sunday after service, I saw Pastor Williams holding his hand and they both entered the pastor’s office.
When they wouldn’t come out after about one hour thirty minutes, Pastor Mrs. said I should let us go home, that she would come back to the church later to pick Pastor. So we left to go and prepare lunch as the children were hungry.
About one hour after we got home, Pastor Williams trekked home with Bode. I didn’t need anybody to tell me he had been seriously scolded. He was looking like a kid whose mother didn’t remember to drop the key of the cupboard where his lunch was kept before she left the house.
Mummy and I were in the kitchen when they came in. Bode came to meet us there, greeted mummy, and then turned to me.
“Please, we need to talk privately, Pastor said I should come and meet you, so we can talk and sort things out.”
I wondered why, but then I turned to mummy “Am I allowed ma?”
“Of course, my dear. Go to your room”. She answered.
We both went inside the room and left the door widely opened. Goodness and Mercy (Pastor’s five-year-old twins) ran after us to the room.
I heard their mum shouting from the kitchen “Come here o, Mercy!, Goodness!!..Aunty Sewa will soon come and join you, don’t disturb them”.
As soon as the children left, Bode said “Please, I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you through. Pastor have made me realize my mistakes, he really spoke to me. He even asked if I’m born again. I told him I am. I only yielded to the call of the flesh. He made me pray a prayer of forgiveness, and I believe you’ve
done the same, I also believe God has forgiven us. I promise you and God, just as I’ve promised my Pastor, that such will never happen again, not with you nor any other woman, except the one I eventually get married to. Please, find a place in your heart to forgive me.” He started shedding tears.
I asked him if he wouldn’t mind going to Lagos to meet my dad. He said he didn’t want to go initially, but Pastor Williams told him to go, so he has decided to go. He said he would go during the week. I gave him my dad’s number and he called him right there.
Daddy told him to come on Thursday or Friday, as he won’t be in Lagos from Monday to Wednesday.
When he left, I told mummy everything we discussed.
She said “Thank God he’s able to realize his mistakes. Don’t worry, God will surely perfect everything. Let’s just keep praying. He never fails.”
Again, we prayed about Bode’s meeting with my dad, that God’s perfect will should be done.
She asked if I had an idea of what my dad wanted to discuss with Bode.
I said I had no idea, that my mum only told me that she had been talking to daddy every day about my case and that she really begged him before he could agree to come to Oyan to meet Bode’s mum. And as God would have it, they needed to attend that program at Ikirun which was just a few kilometers to Oyan.
“Well, all shall be well”. She answered.
Finally, Thursday came. Bode called me very early in the morning, to inform me that he
was in the park, waiting for the bus to be full, and then, he would be on his way to Lagos.
What happened in Lagos?
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Final Episode drops, Next!


*”ADESEWA “*

{The Pregnant Corper}

EPISODE THIRTEEN(Final Episode)


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Bode came back from Lagos on Saturday. He passed two nights in our house. He was so surprised at how he was warmly received by my parents and siblings.
He really didn’t give me the details, but I knew he gave Pastor the full gist.
With time, my dad became a loving dad to Bode. They were always talking of each other.
Bode’s 21st birthday met him in Lagos, and according to him, my family marked it for him in a little way, which he really appreciated.
He proposed to me, but I turned it down immediately. Not because I didn’t have feelings for him, but because of the age difference.
When I told mummy about it, her reply surprised me.”Go and pray about it my dear. Whatever God ask you to do, do it..but about the issue of age difference, it has no meaning.”
“But….Ma, even if God comes down to tell me to marry him, I don’t think I can. How can I marry someone I’m 4years older than?. He’s just 21 and I’m 25.”
She laughed and said “Is there anywhere it is written in the bible that husband must be older than his wife?.The bible only says that wives should be submissive to their own husbands, and as a result of that, we have programmed it in our minds that the only person we could be submissive to, must be someone
older than us. For your information, I’m 3years older than my husband. If I didn’t tell you now, how would you know?.Go and pray my dear, and let God’s will be done”.
I prayed and didn’t have any restriction in my spirit. I told my Pastor about it and they prayed for us.
My parents also agreed with the union and we got married at Ikoyi Registry in December, after which we went for marriage blessings at my parents’ church.
I had a bouncing baby boy on the 17th of January, named Anuoluwapo (Meaning God’s mercy is sufficient). I decided to stay with the Williams until I had the baby.
When Bode graduated from school, my dad connected him with one of his friends who employed him in his company. With time, he became the manager of the company, and we’ve been doing fine since.
We celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary last February, and up till now, I’m still trusting God for another baby.
Sometimes in my thought, I would imagine what would have happened if I had aborted Anuoluwapo pregnancy.
I would have thought I couldn’t have another child due to the abortion. I would never recover from the guilt. Also, I would have remained barren up till now, not having any child at all.
I would have been a hindrance to Bode’s destiny.
Lastly, I would have attracted the wrath of God upon myself in a big way.
Looking at Anuoluwapo, who is Bode’s carbon copy, he has the gift of singing and playing instruments. He had been composing his own songs since age 5, there is no sentence he can’t bring out a song from, just say it, and he would turn it to a song and by now, he’s becoming a Guru in playing keyboard.
I have no doubt God will still bless me with more children, He had assured me of that, and I know He would never fail.
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THE END
©Ojo OluwaSegun

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