HIM, HER & I (The love Triangle) 30
PART 30
©Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
“Timileyin, this house is too big for you as a single lady; why don’t you sell it and invest the money? You can return back to my house or rent a smaller apartment. I know you are not thinking about marriage but I am very positive God still has someone for you,” my father had said, and as a new creature, I checked with God and I got a positive response from God.
After a week, I moved back into my father’s house and it felt like God took me back to restart my life. Fresh suitors started trooping in, but I was not about to make my old mistakes. I started praying for direction as to who was the best out of them all. The dream I had years back resurfaced again, as I saw my late mother sending someone to give me a new pair of shoes…
On waking up, I understood what this meant; Brother Stephen! I had been fortunate to meet Brother Stephen weeks back, but ever since we started chatting, he never asked me any personal question. He knew I was no longer with Odi as I had explained a lot to him, but he never spoke about his status. I didn’t want to be too forward, so I just called him and informed him that Jadesola had been found and we wanted to come pay him a visit.
He was really excited about it; he sent us his address and I was surprised to find out he lived in the elite part of the society. I wondered if he had just moved there recently, as he couldn’t have been coming for the morning evangelism he used to have with my mother all the way. Things must have changed for Brother Stephen in-between the years.
We arrived at the address he gave us and I had to give him a call before knocking at the gate. I didn’t want to believe Brother Stephen could live in such an expensive looking house. He affirmed that that was his house, telling us to use the bell as he had informed the security man of our coming.
I used the bell, and the security man opened in no time. We were ushered into a beautiful living room; I looked around and saw only Brother Stephen’s portrait; no wife, no daughter, no son; I quickly calculated…
“Jadesola…!” Brother Stephen said as he stepped down the stairs. Jadesola ran up the stairs to meet him halfway…
“Uncle Stephen…”
“Wow, my Jadesola is a big girl now; Grandma’s pet.” Jadesola laughed. Brother Stephen and I exchanged pleasantries and I just couldn’t help myself…
“Wow… great things have happened to you in the past 8 years.”
“Hmm… we thank God. God has always been good to me.”
“When did you move to this area?”
“About 12 years ago.”
“12 years… You mean you used to travel all the way to evangelize with my mum?”
“Yes… nowhere is too far to go for the gospel…” He noticed I was looking around, and then he said, “You never thought I would live in a house like this?”
“Truth be told, yes!” I confessed and we laughed about it.
“Well, I thank God for the gift of writing; it has been fetching me good and clean money. I have about 40 bestseller books, written by me…”
“A writer?” I asked as I was not much of a reader and didn’t know a lot of authors.
“Well, one of my popular books is ‘Dive in now!’”
“What? You wrote Dive in now?” I asked, remembering I had seen that book with Papa way back in our university days. Papa had sung praises about the author…
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10 years earlier…
I had met Papa at the fellowship center reading a book; he was so engrossed in it that he had no time for any chit chat with me…
“What’s so captivating about this book?”
“Everything! This man, Stephen A.A., is such a deep writer; he knows how to break scriptures down. I wish I could meet him one of these days. He is someone who I would love to mentor me…“ Papa had said.
“Really?” I had taken the book from him and looked behind to check the author. Unlike other authors, his picture was not there, and there was little information about him.
“I hear he is a private person and he doesn’t want to be known by the society, which is why he didn’t release his surname. We his readers just know him as Stephen A.A.”
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Present Day…
I looked in shock as realization hit me… Sometimes, awesome gifts could be wrapped in unlikely packages… Brother Stephen was who Papa was looking up to back then, and I was thinking Papa was the ultimate, when in the real sense, God brought Bro Stephen to me on a platter of gold, through my mother. I looked at the awards that decorated a wooden shelf with the name ‘STEPHEN A.A.’ boldly written on them…
“But something is missing in all of these achievements,” I said, hoping this shoe mum had presented me in my dream had not been worn by another…
“What?”
“I can’t see the pictures of your wife or children.”
“Well, that’s because you ran away from me,” he said laughing. My heart skipped a beat as I wondered if we could go back to how things were, but unfortunately for me, the love triangle syndrome repeated itself in my life. “… But thankfully, my bachelorhood days are almost over; I have a single sister my pastor introduced to me. We have been talking and she seems really cool, so I am just seeking the face of God. For years I have waited; I have met several ladies, but God kept saying no, but hopefully, I am positive God is going to give me a go ahead concerning Sister Carol…
Sister Carol… That was her name…
To be continued in part thirty one…
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