Lianater got out from her Toyota Corolla. She felt weak at the knees and her entire body system screamed ‘exhaustion!’ She willed her legs to move, but each step was made in rebellion. She wished she had stayed back at home. But what kind of excuse would she have been able to give her boss? Clenched teeth, braced for the worst, she made her way out of the car park, a large open space separated from the TV station compound by a fence.
She mumbled the list of programs she had summarized the other night, hoping to get a report ready before her boss summoned her that morning. That weekend, she barely touched her laptop. She spent her time playing with the children and watching movies with her husband. Thank God for the new maid. The girl was hardworking. When it came to chores, she no longer had anything to worry about.
Suddenly, everywhere around her began to spin. She halted, but it didn’t stop. The next thing she knew, she was lying flat on the dusty ground, slowly sliding into unconsciousness.
xxxxxx
Ike was in a meeting when the call from the hospital came through. He didn’t pick the call at first, until he received a text message from his wife’s colleague. Lianater had been rushed to the hospital close to their place of work! Several thoughts clouded his mind. It would take about thirty minutes or more before he could get to the hospital.
He prayed for the love of his life before hurrying out of the building. He kept praying on his way to the car pack and continued praying on the drive to the hospital.
xxxxxx
She opened her eyes, looked around, noting that she was in a strange room. Her husband’s voice, plus another she didn’t quite recognize filtered to her ear drums. She lifted her head and caught a glimpse of Ike, standing by the doorway, with a man in his mid-fifties. He was clad in a blue shirt and a white lab coat. Was she in an hospital?
A flashback of how she fainted in the car park came back to her. Who found her? Who brought her to the clinic? Why did she faint? Who called her husband? So many thoughts bombarded her fuzzy mind.
“My love…” Ike came to his wife’s side.
She blinked several times, unable to speak because of her parched throat.
“How are you feeling?” he sat by the bedside.
Lianater tried to speak, but started to cough instead.
“I will ask a nurse to bring her a glass of water,” the man in the white lab coat said and stepped away.
“Thank you, doctor,” Ike turned back to his wife. “How are you feeling?”
She managed to shake her head, still unable to speak.
“The doctor said you are twelve weeks pregnant,” the excitement in his eyes marched her shocked ones.
“What?” came the frightened whisper. How was that possible?
“We are going to have another baby,” he grinned from ear to ear.
Lianater took a deep breath. Another baby?! They had three kids already. What was she going to do with a fourth child? She was grateful to God, but, she didn’t want another child. Dealing with the twins and Adanne was enough trouble. What happened to her birth control pills? She might need to change them ASAP.
Ike gave his wife’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. “It’s going to be all right.” He could sense her present state of mind. He wasn’t prepared for another child either. He thought Adanne was going to be their last child. Did his wife forget to take her pills?
She met his gaze. He was trying to encourage her, but she was at her wits end.
“Maybe God wants to give Adanne a playmate…”
She raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Yeah, you know how she tire easily after running after the twins.”
She sighed heavily. A playmate indeed. Her weary stare returned to the doorway. Where was the nurse with the glass of water? Did the doctor forget to tell her?
“The doctor said you need to take it easy, henceforth, momma.”
She groaned inwardly. She had so much to do at work. She distaste lying around doing absolutely nothing. Since she was just three months pregnant, she would need to tidy up a lot of loose ends at work before her maternity leave came knocking.
“Aye, aye, Captain,” she placed a hand on her forehead and saluted her husband.
He started to laugh and she started to laugh too. She felt a bit relieved. After all, having another child wasn’t the end of the world.
xxxxxx
Mmesoma tip-toed into the room and found Ike dozing on the sofa. It was past two, the television set was on as usual and a movie was playing. She decided to take advantage of the opportunity before her. Since the day she allowed him to see her nakedness, the man had kept her at arm’s length, or more like a leper.
She threw away the piece of wrapper tied to her chest and knelt in front of him. Making little or no noise, she slipped a hand into his boxers!
The seductive caress woke him up. He smiled, thinking maybe Lianater came to lure him to the bedroom.
The smile encouraged the girl and made her happy. She assumed that he was enjoying what she was doing. Maybe tonight was her lucky day. Finally, her employer’s husband would be hers for keeps and her dreams would come true.
But when Ike opened his eyes and came face to face with the maid, shock and fury washed over him.
He slapped her before he could stop himself and jumped to his feet. “Don’t you ever in your life…!” his voice thundered.
The girl held her burning face, the assumption that he enjoyed her act vanished from her young mind. Why was so angry?
“Madam is pregnant…” came the whisper.
Ike blinked in confusion. “And so what?!”
She cleared her throat. “And… and I know you have needs…” her eyes smarted with tears. Her face hurt so bad. Why did he hit her that hard?
“Are you kidding me?!” he felt like slapping some senses into her thick skull.
She looked up at him. “I just thought…”
He pointed a warning finger at her. “Look here young lady, you have no idea what I want or need. The next time you try this… this diabolical act of yours, I will make sure you leave this house.”
The girl dropped her head and paled. She couldn’t believe that her naked body or her touch did nothing to win him over. Why was he so different? Or was he playing hard to get?
He eyed her. “Have I made myself clear?”
She raised her head and tried to smile sweetly, “I can warm your bed and take you to cloud nine.”
His jaw fell in disbelief.
She got up slowly. “I am very, very sweet…” she reached for her bosom and squeezed hard.
His throat went dry.
She cat-walked towards him. “Once you slide into my wetness,” she dipped her fingers between her thighs, “You won’t be able to come out.”
Ike backed away. “If you come near me, I will beat you blue, black and red and no one in your family, not even your ancestors will be able to recognize you.”
The girl stopped in her tracks. Why isn't anything working on him?
“Get out of here!”
“Sir…”
“You are still?” he raised a hand, threatening to hit her again.
The girl jumped out of his reach, picked up her wrapper and ran out of the room.
Ike sat back on the sofa, both hands on his head. He realized that he should have told his wife the first time the maid started misbehaving. The girl had grown wings. She now has the confidence to touch him. What audacity! What was he going to do now? Only God knew what else she had planned in her tiny head. It was better and safer if they send her back to wherever she came from. He wasn’t ready to tempt fate or play with fire. But, what exactly was he going to tell his wife? How was he going to explain things to her?
“Jesus help me,” he closed his eyes and leaned against the chair.
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