MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 1 – 20
Episode 9
By Ayo Omolayo
I had to block Chris from calling me. His calls were incessant. Whenever I switch on my phone, it would start ringing. My gateman had come to inform me that my boyfriend was waiting outside my gate.
I told him to tell him to leave, but the man kept telling me he said he was not leaving.
“Go and meet him!”
“No don’t do that yet”. Came the two instructions.
My heart yearned to see Chris so I decided to go out and meet him, at least tell him in an open place where nothing can happen.
“Cris! You’re not ready yet! Tell your gateman to ignore him. Your heart is still hurting over the break up. You are not likely to survive standing before him for now. Though it’s an open place, the enemy knows how weak you are towards this man and sow a seed of compromise in you through your conversation with him”, came the gentle whisper.
“That’s probably my mind playing tricks on me”, I replied the inner voice.
“I don’t know why I would be talking to myself as if someone is talking to me? It’s so awkward”, I said as I followed the gateman to meet him outside.
As soon as I saw him, I knew I shouldn’t have come out to meet him. He was looking so devastated and I felt guilty to be the reason why he was in that state.
He stood up as soon as he saw me. His eyes were red from crying. He went down on his knees.
I felt like running back into the house. I stood, completely confused. My heart was sounding loud in my chest. My entire being shook so badly in desire to be in his arms.
“Cris! This is your life. This is your destiny! This is the man you once professed love to. Tell me you don’t love me. Tell me you don’t ever want to see me again. Tell me that all those times we spent together were just you pretending or playing the role of a girl in love. Tell me I was the wrong man. Cris, why have you decided to kill me?” He asked and broke into tears.
I couldn’t withstand it anymore. I took him in my arms and wept with him.
“I’m so sorry Chris! It’s not me. On my own I would love to live the rest of my life with you. Waking every morning with you beside me. Have children together with you. Grow old with you as my lover. But my mentor had already told me you are not the one for me.
Left to myself, I would marry you. But I cannot disobey her. Please try and understand. I love you! I love you with all my heart!” I said admist tears.
Hold on a second! What was I saying? Did I just tell Chris my mentor was responsible for our break up? That was stupid of me. Oh no! What did I do? Now he’ll label her an evil person. I wish I had known I would have followed my instincts when it told me to stay indoors.
Why am I this stupid?
Chris looked at me and said nothing. He pulled out of my arms and stood up.
“Cris, why are you this vulnerable? You are supposed to be the boss of your life, not one mentor out there giving out commands. Cris, she’s happily married, with her husband and her kids. But she doesn’t want you to get married. She wants you to be her puppet. She wants to control your life and destiny. Cris, you are better than this. Please, stand up again and go for what you want”.
Like my instincts had told me earlier, I knew these were seeds of compromise. And the soil of my heart had just received every single one of them. Now it was left for Satan to continue from where my boyfriend stopped and water them. I was such an idiot.
“Cris! I’m not going to force you, but I can assure you one thing. I can’t live without you”. He wiped his tears and opened his car door.
“Get ready to attend my burial!” He said and turned on the ignition.
My heart skipped at that last statement. I almost ran after him. I was too emotional to make any move. As soon as his car was out of sight, I almost ran after him. Was he truly going to commit suicide? If he did, that means I would be termed a murderer. I murdered an innocent man, all in the name of what? That he’s a baby husband. Is that what I was going to tell the press? Was that what I would tell the whole world?
How would I face the world and tell them I broke up with my boyfriend because he was a baby husband? This is ridiculous. I need to snap out of this drama. Chris life is in danger and I had the keys that would save him. Would God allow me see someone dying and allow him die? I Know God would want me to save that person. So this was my new line if action.
I got into my estate and took up my phone. I had missed calls. I was still scrolling through them when my mentor’s call came. I quickly swiped the green bar.
“Hello mum!” I greeted.
“Hi Cris! How are you doing?”
“I am fine ma!”
“Are you sure? Your voice sounds like someone crying. Are you sure you are fine?”
If I should tell you I was fine, I would be a liar. I was burning with anger all over. Here was the woman who ruined my life and she was acting as though she loved me. She was acting like she cared about me. I was only restraining myself from lashing out at her. But with the way our conversation was going, I might lose my restraint.
“Come on Cris, you can always talk to me. What’s going on. Is that guy still trying to turn your head upside down? Is he trying to drink acid, telling you if you don’t come and collect the bottle from his hand he would drink it”, she said and started laughing.
What was funny? How was an attempted suicide a joke? That was it friends, that was how I lost my restraint.
“Mummy! I don’t know if I should call you that. You came into my life and all you ever did was to ruin my life. You destroyed everything. You took my friends away from me. You took my boyfriend away from me and stopped us from getting married.
My life was perfect without you and it’s just about to get more perfect. I think it’s time we go our separate ways. Maybe we can still be friends, but this mother and daughter relationship is over. I don’t need you anymore. Away with your destructive mentorship. Get lost crazy woman!” I screamed and ended the call.
Just as I expected, she started calling, but I put the phone on silent and threw it on my bed.
What did I just do? What’s happening to me? Some hours ago I was telling God I was ready to obey him, now I had just ruined everything. I called my mentor a crazy woman! Who does that? I had bitten the fingers that fed me. This is the end for me. I remember how I knelt down to beg this woman that I needed her to mentor me. To teach me the word of God and help me fulfill my destiny.
All she had done was to help and teach me. And what did I do to her in return? I called her a crazy woman. A well known woman of God. A pastor for that matter. This is too much for me to bear. Even if I told God I was sorry, how do I go back to her and tell her to mentor me? Infact, she wouldn’t want to ever set her eyes on me in her compound. Cris what is your problem?
I threw myself on the bed and wept bitterly.
“God I’m so sorry!”
“Really!” Came the response.
“Yes I am! I’m such a disappointment. I’m a horrible person. I’m such a…..”
“Cris, how many times are you going to keep repenting?Proverbs 28:13. He that covereth his sins shall not prosper: but whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy.
You’re confessing your sin, that’s a good thing. But you’re not forsaking them. You’re still holding on to your sins”.
“Do you mean I have to confess to her? Tell her about the day I fell into sin? Tell her the lies I told her about Chris conversion?”
“Yes!”
“Ha!” That’s impossible!” I said
“With God nothing is impossible. It’s time you come out of your secrecy. It’s time you break free from all these impulsive sin. And opening up to your mentor is the best way to earn your freedom.
Confess first, and then forsake your sins. Don’t worry about how she would react. She won’t kill you for telling her the truth. Rather heaven will rejoice a sinner has returned home”.
It took me an hour, before I finally made up my mind. Finally, I stood up, took up my phone and my purse. Suddenly my phone started ringing in my hands.
I checked the caller’s ID. It was not a saved contact.
“Don’t pick that call!” Came that gentle whisper.
Sometimes I wondered who was this? Was this me talking to myself or something else.
I ignored and swiped the green bar.
“Hello!” Who’s this?”
“Is this Cristina Kolapo?” The caller asked.
“Actually, call me Christiana. I don’t go by the name Cristina anymore……”
“Cris!” The man cut me off.
“I think something has happened to your boyfriend”.
That was it. The news I dreaded most. Suicide! Oh my God! I’ll never forgive my mentor for this. If he dies I’ll make sure she pays for it.
Wait a second! Wasn’t I about to meet her to apologize to her?
What’s wrong with me? Why am I living a double life?
“Cris!” The caller brought me back.
“We don’t have much time. Right now, we’re taking him to the hospital. We found him lying on the floor unconscious. We’re on our way to Dr Melvin’s hospital. We hope we’ll meet you there”.
I ended the call and rushed out of the house. I knew in my panic stricken state it wasn’t safe to drive. So I called my driver.
I urged him to drive as fast as he could, which he did carefully. Though we almost bumped into two vehicles on the way, we managed to arrive safely.
I got into Chris ward and met him laying on the bed unconscious.
I still have so much to tell but I’ll be handing over to my mentor, Mrs Juliet Robert Thompson.
She’ll be the one telling the story from the next episode.
To be continued……
Whenever a sinner plans to repent, there is always a battle from hell to keep that soul a sinner.
It takes the mercy of God to deliver such person from the grip of the devil.
You guys should be praying for Cris oooo. There’s serious contention going on here.
Satan knows what he stands to lose if he allows this glorious destiny to manifest.
Cris would have stayed out of a lot of trouble if only she had been obeying the instructions of the Holy Spirit.
Imagine her calling the voice of the Holy Ghost, “MY INSTINCTS”!
MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 1 – 20
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