Omolara’s Faith Episode 12
Omolara’s Faith
Meenah writes 
Episode 12
Lara combed her hair and oiled it properly. She had earlier on called her hair stylist that she’d be coming that morning.
She wondered what hair style she’ll plait, she loosed shuku yeterday, maybe this week she’d use two-step or sade…
“Lara?” Tony called out interrupting her thoughts.
She rolled he eyes
“oooooh, pesin won’t rest again ni?” she hissed.
“Lara….”
she hissed again, she was beginning to get sick and tired of Tony.
“Always Lara,Lara,Lara…na wetin sef!” she frowned.
“Lara are you there?” Tony called out again.
“Ooooh, free me jor!” she whispered.
“Yes? I’m coming!” she put in a lot of effort for her voice to become polite.
“Here am I.” she forced a smile.
“I can see…just wanted you around me.” he was smiling too.
See this one o! When did that one start? Lara thought.
“are you going out?” he asked.
“Erm, yes, I’m going to make my hair.” she explained
“Hmmm, I’d be alone then…” he said in despair.
“Well, I need to go now.” she started walking away.
“Okay.” he sighed.
He was sure going to miss her.
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Tony looked from Funke his mother in-law to his parents, he wished Lara was at home; maybe she might defend him some how…
“Thank God your wife is out, so we can discuss properly.” Ifiora began to say.
“Yes, her absence is very essential.” Funke chirped in, she personally thanked God Lara was absent, she couldn’t bear those looks on her face.
“Errrm..Tony, what has your wife got to say about your illness?” Ifiora asked.
Tony looked away, what does he want him to say…
“Tony, your father just asked you a question.”
Amara said impatiently
“Nothing.” Tony replied.
“What do you mean by nothing?” Funke asked eyeing him.
“I think she should be in the best position to answer that.” he frowned. He had never had an atom of respect for his mother in-law.
“Tony, you’l be travelling out of the country next two weeks for your treatment…”
“I know that already.” Tony cut his father short.
He wondered why they all gathered a meeting without informing him earlier.
“Good! What matters now is Lara, we can’t keep her like this, she has a future.” Ifiora ignored his son’s rudeness.
“What’s your point?” Tony asked gritting his teeth, he was losing his temper.
“The point is you should divorce Lara, you fool!”
Amara shot at him.
Tony held her cold gaze for a while, he wondered when he and his beloved mother became enemies.
“I can’t divorce her!” he spat out.
“Why?” Funke sneered
“She is my wife, and I love her, our marriage is sealed. Gerrit!” He glared at Funke.
“listen to me Tony! Love or no love, seal or no seal, you must divorce lara! You can’t saddle her with your disability! How far do you think she can cope?!” Amara said menacingly.
“That’s none of your business! I wonder if anyone has ever asked you to divorce your husband!” Tony shot at her.
“You dare talk to me that way?” Amara made to slap him but for the timely intervention of her husband.
No darling, you can’t do that, look at his condition” Ifiora forced his wife back into her seat.
“We’re here to rule out some case, not to fight.
Tony, Lara’s mum came to us, she wants you to divorce her daughter…” Ifiora gestured towards Funke.
“Yes o! Be ni! You must to divorce my daughter
o! My daughter can’t marry an impotent man o!
Lai lai!” Funke started to rant.
Amara exchanged looks with her husband.
“I meant it o! Its me Funke that talk it! I need grand children, and they don’t fall from heaven shey you know that! A man must to perform ni, and when you can’t perform, we’ll look elsewhere.” Funke’s body shook as she ranted, her gold bangles making chipping sounds.
Tony bit his lower lips. Life could be cruel sometimes.
“that’s so rude! We are not quarrelling here!”
Amara tried to pacify Funke.
“Robb ke! Mentholatum ni! The quarell has just begun niye o! Tell your impotent son to divorce my daughter o!” Funke turned to face Amara aggressively.
“Please calm down.” Ifiora told her.
“See who is talking! Like father like son! Who knows maybe you too is an impotenti?…”
“You don’t dare insult my husband!” Amara shot back at her.
“How can you become this lousy? Is it how you Yoruba’s behave?”
“Behave ke! You will soon see behaviour! Let me go and tell her fathers people that’s when you’ll see the real Yoruba behaviour. Oshi!” Funke yelled at her before stamping out the room.
Amara gaped at her. People change so easily, could this be the same woman whom they lavished so much money on?
“Good day!” Lara smiled as walked into the sitting room.
“Welcome.” Tony replied, he didn’t return her smile.
“How have you been? Hope I didn’t stay for too long?” she squatted beside him.
“Fine.” he looked away.
“Are you okay?” lara noticed the worried look on his face.
“I’m okay.”
Lara watched him for a while, she knew definitely this bad mood wasn’t cos of her, perhaps something went wrong.
“I heard your parents came alongside my mother while I was away…” she tried again.
“Yes.”
“What did they come to do? I mean what did they say?” she asked.
“Nothing…they just came to say hi to us!” Tony was still avoidng her eyes.
“thats not true!” Lara knew he was lying.
Tony bit his lower lip.
“please tell me what happened.” she pleaded patting his arm.
“your mum wants this marriage to be dissolved.”
he blurted out.
She laughed quitely
“So is that why you’re moody?”
“yes…she called me names…even my parents got their share of the insults!” the words seem to come out through his teeth.
Lara rubbed her forehead…her mother was impossible.
“Don’t mind her! Okay?” she tried to sound calm.
“Lara…its just that…I errm….don’t..don’t want you to leave me, you’re all I have now…please…”
he squeezed her palms.
“I’m not leaving” she assured him.
Their gaze locked for what seemed like eternity, till Lara looked away.
“Lemme get you something to eat, care for some fish peppersoup? I bought fresh fish from the water side…” she tried to sound cheerful.
“I’m already salivating.” Tony rubbed his stomach.
“Now you’re joining me in the kitchen…” Lara laughed as she wheeled him towards the kitchen.
To Be Continued…. . . .
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