HEART OF GOLD.
EPISODE 7
Frank was able to convince Liz against going to the Police and he took her to a private hospital where her stomach was flushed and she was given proper medication. When she was discharged the next day, he stayed in her house, cooking for her, buying her fruits and attending to all her needs so that she could get enough rest. Liz could not help but fall in love with him over and over again.
Liz: “thank you so much for standing by me all these period that I have been sick. I don’t know what I would have done without you. I love you so much” she said to him.
Frank: “common baby, it is nothing. I love you and now is the right time for me to prove how much I love you by standing by you”
Liz: “I know but not many men would have done this, considering the fact that I didn’t allow you touch me all these while” she said bowing her head.
Frank: “its okay. So tell me, do you still feel pains anywhere?” he asked, searching her eyes.
Liz: “no, actually the stupid r@pist took it easy on me, I don’t know why he did that”
Frank’s heart skipped a beat as it always did anytime she mentioned r@pist. He also remembered that he had tried be gentle on her while he was r@ping her.
Frank: “oh, that’s nice” he said absentmindedly.
Liz: “I think I am strong enough to return home now” she said to him.
Frank: “Okay, that is nice. What are you going to do at home?”
Liz: “I want to inform my parents about what happened to me. I didn’t want to tell them over the phone because my mother would not hesitate to come here and I wonder what she would do when she finds you here” she explained.
Frank: “baby, do you think it is really necessary for you to tell your parents?” he asked in a bid to discourage her from doing so but not wanting to sound forward.
Liz: “of course it is very necessary. How can I be r@ped and my parents will not know about it?”
Frank: “don’t you think that your parents would insist on going to the Police and fishing out the culprit if you tell them?” he said holding her hands.
Liz: “whatever my parents decide to do after I tell them is their business. Even if they have to go diabolical to fish out the foolish and stupid r@pist, it is their business”
Frank: “that is the problem. You still haven’t forgiven and it is not good for a Christian. I thought we agreed on keeping this between us and your friend who was at the crime scene? I didn’t know that you are still bent on involving outsiders” he said, suddenly sweating.
Liz: “I don’t know when you became such a devout Christian o. Anyway, maybe God is using you to talk to me, so I will just let it go” she said.
Frank: “that is my girl. That is the only way to be free, just allow God deal with them. And please, make sure you talk to your friend very well, you know that one can talk, let her not go and start telling people that you were r@ped, we don’t want that kind of scandal”
Liz: “ah-ah, my friend can talk? You know as well as I do that she is an introvert so what are you talking about? In fact, you appear to be kind of protective of the r@pist, are you afraid that he would turn out to be one of your friends? Wait a minute, you have been bragging about my v!rginity to your friends and they decided to go behind your back and r@pe me right? Or let me guess again; you are having issues with some guys and they decided to get back at you by r@ping your girlfriend, yes that must be it” she said.
Frank smiled and laughed out loud, it was all in a bid to steady his nerves which were at cracking point. He was breathing so hard that he was afraid of Liz hearing the pounding of his heart against his chest.
Frank: “if I know who the r@pist is, I will strangle the b@stard to death with my own hands” he said.
Liz: “I know you would do that to me. I was just kidding” he said.
Frank: “I have an idea, why don’t I do a private investigation and see if I can find out who the bad guys that waylaid you girls are?” he asked trying to divert the discussion from himself.
Liz: “really? You will do that for me? That would be great” she said.
“Anything for my girl” he said and she hugged him.
Liz: “let me make us noodles to eat after which we will make love” she said.
Frank: “what! You make love? How? Remember no s*x till after marriage?” he teased.
Liz: “not anymore. That was how I was denying you and another person came and r@ped from where he did not sow. From now henceforth, it is going to be s*x anytime you want it” she said and walked to the gas cylinder she used in cooking to make noodles and fried eggs for them.
After the meal, the two lovers fell on each other on the bed and began to k!ss and smooch. Frank expected her to stop him halfway as she always did but this time around, she didn’t rather she encouraged him by returning his k!ss and touching him in return.
When they were completely n@ked, he paused and she looked at him.
Liz: “why did you stop?” she asked.
Frank: “are you sure you want to do this? I mean is this what you really want? Let it not be that I am taking advantage of you” he said.
Liz: “of course I want it. Let us do it”
Frank: “okay, if you insist” he said, suddenly remembering the night when he had r@ped and defl0wered her.
“If only she knew what I did to her, she would kill me this minute” he thought.
Frank fumbled with his man00d for some minutes and was unable to get er*ction.
Liz: “what is the problem?” she asked watching him.
Frank: “actually, I have never had s*x before, I know I never told you this but I am also a v!rgin so I need you to touch me more so that I can get an er*ction” he lied.
Liz: “really? You are a v!rgin too? Wow! If you had told me this earlier, I would have given mine to you before that cursed guy took it away”
Frank: “it is okay, can we just forget him and continue with our f0replay before the main action begins?” he said and they got down to business.
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The Ogars and the Declans travelled in the same plane to India where the transplant was scheduled to take place in a few days.
It was an uneventful journey all the way from Nigeria to India as Declan and his wife were engulfed in their own thoughts and the life that awaited them after the surgery.
Prior to that time, the doctors had told them that Declan and his father would remain in the hospital for three months after the surgery. Stacey was to stay with her husband in his private ward and attend to him while Mrs Ogar would attend to her own husband. It was barely three months after their wedding and Stacey had already missed her period. She wondered how she would cope for three months in the hospital, taking care of an invalid when she was sure about being few weeks pregnant. Her husband who was sitting beside her noticed the discomfoture in her face and so he took her hands in his own.
Declan: “you are thinking, don’t worry, all will be fine. I promise you that” he said.
Stacey: “yeah baby, I know all will be fine too. Just make sure you recover well and fast for me and our baby after the surgery okay?”
Declan: “I will my love. We are going to stay there for just three months, after which we shall return back home and live our normal lives while we await the arrival of our baby” he assured her.
Stacey: “three months without my husband is not just funny” she said frowning.
Declan: “who said you are going to stay for three months without your husband? Won’t you be beside me in the hospital?”
Stacey: “it is not the same as the way we are like this jor. Shebi you will be lying on the hospital bed? Will you be able to touch and cuddle me when I am cold? What if I am in the mood to feel you inside me, will you be able to do it in that three months that you would be on hospital admission?”
Declan: “trust me, if I am strong enough I will do it. Why shouldn’t I, when you are my wife?” he touched the tip of her nose fondly.
Stacey: “You will sleep with me on the hospital bed? Ah, the CCTV cameras there will just capture everything and before you know, the footage will be floating on all social media platforms. Ah, this my husband is naughty ghan” she teased in return.
They both laughed, each feeling better than they were feeling when they boarded the plan.
Mr and Mrs Ogar who were sitting close to each other watched with admiration as the two young couples whispered into each other ears.
Mr Ogar: “my son loves his wife so much. Sometimes I feel I am being unnecessarily unfair to him” he said to his wife.
Mrs Ogar: “unfair to him as how? You gave him the best of education and you opened a business for him and helped him marry the woman of his dreams. How else can one be fair to a son?” she asked getting irritated because she hated it when her husband dotted on his first son.
Mr Ogar: “I mean my insisting on him giving me one of his kidneys. Now I am thinking, what if something happens to him after the surgery? I will never be able to forgive myself afterwards” he said.
Mrs Ogar: “what is wrong with a son giving his father one of his kidneys? Why are you not thinking of yourself? What do you think will happen to me if you don’t do this kidney transplant and you die? Who do you want to make a widow at this age?”
Mr Ogar: “if you love me that much, why didn’t you tell any of your own biological sons to donate their kidney to me” he fired back.
“Because Declan is your first son and I also know that he is your favourite son even though you have denied it several times” she replied.
Mr Ogar: “I know you will always defend your own children after all you were the one who brought the idea that I ask Declan to give me one of his kidneys and when he refused, you told me to threaten to kill myself and that he will surely give in. It worked and here we are” he said.
Mrs Ogar: “I don’t know what you are talking about. I am only trying to help as the virtuous woman that I am. If you are not comfortable with it, you can ask the pilot to stop or turn back so that we can all return home. If not, see you in India” she said and covered her eyes and ears, pretending to be asleep.
Mr Ogar: “Imagine, I should ask the pilot to stop or return, how ridiculous” he cursed under his breath.
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