THE CHAT ROOM SEASON 2 : PART 1 – THE END

THE CHAT ROOM SEASON 2 : PART 1 – THE END

PART SEVEN

By Temi Akintade

Friday night came faster than I expected. Earlier that day, I went to the exorbitant saloon in the market to have my hair made into a beautiful ponytail style, I had my nails fixed and painted into a beautiful colour red, while Hadassah’s hair was also fixed. From there we drove to the boutique to get a new dress for the dinner.

Hadassah was excited. Such that even when she said anything that didn’t matter, I will find myself giggling like a school girl.

We moved to the teens section, and got Hadassah an emerald pearled dress.

“I need some silver stilettos to match mum!” She begged.

“No. You have a silver shoe at home. The one I got you on your birthday. You will use it. I don’t have much money to spend.” I handed my debit card to the sales girl who grinned like a Cheshire cat. As though she was thanking me for giving her my card.

I pvnched my 4 digit code into the pos machine, and soon, a receipt slides out. The sales girl snagged it off and handed it to me with the dress neatly packaged in a white bag.

I handed it to Hadassah and we headed toward the adukt’s section. Where I began to search through the dress gallery.

THE CHAT ROOM SEASON 2 : PART 1 – THE END

Finally, I found a simple, plain red dress. It was nothing too much, and it had nothing fancy attached to it. I should look away because it wasn’t my kind of dress.

Nevertheless, I couldn’t take my eyes of that beautiful dress coated in red. I ordered the sales girl to let me wear it.

I handed my purse to Hadassah and went into the changing room where I dished my knee length skirt and blue blouse, to wear the red dress. By the time the sales girl reached for the zipper of the blouse, Hadassah’s jaw dropped open.

“Mum! You look stunning.” She said in half-whisper.

I sashayed towards the full length mirror and drank in my hour glass shape. My eyes landed on the fullness of my bust in the dress, and the slight of my hips. My eyes strolled to my firm and beautifully molded facial features.

It reminded me of what Frank had said on our second meeting. He told me that I looked even more beautiful than when I was in school. He told me that I have always been beautiful I didn’t just recognize it.

But suddenly, it was as if, the red dress made me recognize what I failed to recognize years ago. I was a beautiful woman I didn’t just realize. My eyes fluttered repeatedly, I grinned.

“Father, look at your pretty daughter, you really took out time to create me.” I couldn’t stop smiling. “I want to thank you for the man that you have brought into my life. Thank you father.” My grin gradually faded. Then I asked the sales girl to unzip me.

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Few minutes later after changing, I paid for the dress, and we walked out.

Just then my phone rang. It was Frank. He said he was around our vicinity and would like to drive us home.

Glad that he was around, I handed him the car key, and he turned on the ignition of the car, and pulled out of the boutique’s driveway. We were almost halfway home when the car began to jerk.

“Did you check the car well before bringing it out today?” He asked.

“Yes I did.”

He parked the car by the side of the road. Hadassah was asleep by now. He opened the car bonnet and went to check to see what was wrong with the car.

He came back into the car few minutes later and told me that the car needed water in the carburetor.

“Let me rush to the other side of the road to get some water to assist us in getting home.” He took some money, handed me the keys and left.

I was still resting in the car and even slept off when my phone disrupted my sleep.

It was Frank.

“Hello Frank? What’s wrong? Are you still coming? What about the water?” I asked.

“I’m not coming any time soon. You will have to but the water yourself. Bye!” He hung the call.

Dazed, I glared at the blank phone screen and screamed!

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I didn’t realize that I just had a dream until I found myself on my queen sized bed, with my familiar picture frame hung neatly on the pink walled room.

Indeed I had gone for shopping with Hadassah and was expecting to go for dinner with Frank by 7PM. But the dream I just was what I didn’t understand.

“What does this mean?” I pondered? I recalled that car means journey. But why did Frank run away at the time myself and my daughter needed him most in the dream? Surely it had a lot of meaning.

I went on my knees and began to pray. “Father, I don’t know if this dream is from you. But if it is not from you, lord, scatter it! But if it is from you, then let me understand what it means Lord.” Just as I concluded my prayers, I understood almost immediately.

The car represents my marital journey with Frank and we stopped half-way when we needed him the most. That means he is not settled and will not hesitate to leave me the way he did to his first wife.

I glanced longingly at the dress I got from the boutique earlier and my heart fell. “Father are you trying to say he is not my husband? Should I go to dinner with him” I waited a bit but I heard nothing.

I rose from my bed and walked towards my study to read my Bible. Then I muttered some prayers for my Saturday meeting with the women. Just then, I couldin’t stop blasting in the Holy Ghost.

The intensity of the Holy Ghost became so much that, I didn’t hear when Hadassah came into my study. She was about to leave when I felt a nudge in my spirit to call her and pray for her.

I placed my hand on her heard and began to speak in tongues vigorously this time. Hadassah was singing worship songs and within a split second, she fell to the floor and began to wail.

I heard her confessing; “I love you Jesus! I never knew that your love for me is so great! Greater than the whole world and nations put together.Thank you for loving me Jesus!” Torrents of tears rolled down her face.

I continued to pray in the Holy Ghost and began to cry for God’s mercy upon the women’s program until I heard God ask me a question.

“Paulina do you love me?”

I dropped to my knees, ignoring my daughter’s cries. Tears rolled down my face too. “Father you know I love you.”

“Will you do anything I ask, for the sake of my children?”

I waved my hands frantically in the air. “Yes Lord! Take my life, my body, take my desire Lord I am a living sacrifice.”

I wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hand. “Can you stop fixing and painting your nails?”

I paused and forced my eyes open. Did I hear rightly or was I dreaming? Of course, it was no dream because Hadassah was still on the ground, and this time, she was speaking in the Holy Ghost.

I should be interested and excited that my daughter now has the gift of other tongues but I was bothered about the question God just asked me.

If God wants me to take off my jewelries or stop wearing any kind of cloth he ask me not to wear, then I can always do that! But I couldn’t do without fixing my nails. I loved it.

“Lord, please, I will gladly do away with anything but not my nails please Lord! You know how much I love fixing and painting my nails.” I whispered.

‘That means I am not your Lord because I am not taking the first place in your heart. Your nails is your idol. If you want to do my will then your desire must bend to my desire.’

The tears rolled down more this time. I raised my hands to heaven. “Father I am ready Lord, give me the grace to obey you.”

Soon, I rounded up the prayers with Hadassah and began to explain to her what just happened to her.

THE CHAT ROOM SEASON 2 : PART 1 – THE END

Later, she went to her room. Just then, my phone rang. It was Frank.

“Hope you are getting prepared for the dinner.” He teased.

“I’m so sorry dear can we reschedule? I have a women’s program tomorrow and I need to prepare for it.”

The line went silent for a while until he cleared his throat and said, “No problem dear. I will be at the prayer meeting tomorrow. Good night dear.”

The call ended.

THE CHAT ROOM SEASON 2 : PART 1 – THE END

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