Contract husband

He turned to face her.

” I don’t know who you are referring to.”

” Ife please I’m not stupid!!…. Do not play dumb with me.” Omar countered.

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Omar shook her head in agitation.

” Ife where were you the night I fell ill?” Omar asked him once again.

” I was at Chima; my friend’s place.” Ife said calmly.

” So why was your phone not reachable?” Omar fired at him.

Ife was about to speak, when she halted him with her hands.

” I forgot you don’t owe me any explanations…… after all…. This is a contract marriage and I should know my place!!” She said and gave a sarcastic laughter.

Before going to her bedroom.

Although better than the past three days, Omar still felt a little bit of weakness and nausea.

She fell asleep for a couple of hours, and when she woke up, it was evening already.

She turned to the other side of the bed, and saw a bouquet of flowers.

There was a note attached to it.

She picked it up and it read.

” I’M SORRY LOVE. FORGIVE ME FOR HURTING YOU DEEPLY.

YOUR LOVE❤️❤️

IFEDOLA M. D

She didn’t know when a smile escaped from her lips. The flowers and the note somehow magically dissipated her built up anger towards him.

She let out a yawn and her stomach churned noisily, indicating that she was hungry and thirsty too. So she gently climbed down the stairs and entered the kitchen.

She was greeted with the aroma that indicated some delicious delicacies had been prepared. Ife was wearing his chef apron, when he diced the last pieces of the water melon, and mixed with the already diced apple.

He turned and saw her.

” Hey love…. You are awake.”

He quickly ushered her into a seat.

” How are you feeling now?” he asked in concern.

She nodded her head.

” I’m fine.” She said softly.

” I made pepper soup for you to ignite your appetite.” He said.

” Thanks….” She said softly.”

He dished some content into a bowl and asked her to eat, while he poured the semovita flour into a pot of boiling water.

She drank slowly from the pepper soup. And savoured the taste. Ife was truly an excellent cook and thorough cook.

After she was done with the pepper soup, he gave an interval of thirty minutes before giving her the fruit salad.

He was quiet all through as he watched her eat.

The night rapidly came and it grew cold making her shiver. He saw this and quickly got one of his sweat shirts and handed it over to her to wear.

” I’m sorry Omar…. I shouldn’t have said those hurtful words to you regardless of what I was passing through…..” he said and paused.

” I didn’t mean every damned word I said that day…. I was just in a foul mood and didn’t know how to open up…. And I’m sorry….. I’m really sorry…. And I promise it won’t repeat itself again…” he said soberly.

Omar stared at the floor.

” What about the part you said this was still a contract marriage….. did you mean it.” She asked calmly.

” No Omar…. I didn’t mean it…. I was just so unhappy that day.”

Omar sighed softly.

” Where you with her that night?” Omar asked him.

Ife exhaled deeply and sat on the table in front of her.

” Omar…. I was with Chima that night….. see honey I love you…. And I will never disrespect you by abandoning you and going to my ex….. whatever feelings I had shared with Zoey was in the past…. And right now…. What matters to me now is you and my baby!!” Ife said and kissed her on the cheeks.

He took her hands into his palm.

” please Omar…. I don’t want you to feel insecure about Zoey…. I promise you she will not come In between us…” Ife assured her.

She rubbed the back of his palm tenderly.

” So why were you on a foul mood for several weeks.” Omar asked calmly.

Ife sighed.

” because the previous weeks brought memories of the past I try so hard to forget….. ” he replied and exhaled deeply.

“3 days ago was the anniversary of the day my mother died, and that period was the darkest times for me Omar.”

” Oh! I’m so sorry…. Why didn’t you tell me?” Omar asked.

He paused.

” Because I wanted to deal with it alone….. I’ve been used to having to deal with it alone before you came…. I’ve not been able to get over it……”As at the time I got to the hospital, she was already dead.” Ife explained soberly.

Omar rubbed her hands on his hair lovingly.