"Thank you" Lara said givng some
naira notes to a cab driver.
She took a deep breathe, and
glanced around her.
The magnificent church was
standing before her. She had
brought her case to God.
She wondered if God would listen to
her again. The last time she came to
church was when her father was
alive, she was ten yrs then...
"Good morning sir" she greeted a
man in security uniform.
"Please is the Resident Pastor
around?" "Yes, let me tell him you
want to see
him." the security man replied before
speaking into a telecom. "he said you
should come in."
"Thank you sir!" Lara said before
walking towards the church
basement.
She muttered a silent prayer before
knocking.
"Come in." pastor Wilson said from
within
"Good morning Pastor Wilson." she
flexed her knee.
"Morning sister...pleasesit!" Lara sat
on a chair facing him,
clutching at her hand bag.
"You came to see me?" Pastor wilson
asked.
"Yes pastor, My name is Omolara
Popoola.." Lara began.
"Omolara Popoola? You mean Lara
the daughter of late Deacon
Popoola?" Pastor Wilson asked in
suprise.
"Yes sir." Lara smiled. "Wow...how
are you? How have you
been?" he looked pleased. "Fine sir..."
"God is great! You're married now?"
he gestured at her wedding band.
"Yes sir,...that's why I came..."
"Is anything the matter?" Pastor
wilson sensed all is not well.
Lara told him about her troubles,
shedding tears in the process.
He
looked touched by her story. "Its well,
God is with you." he told
her.
After praying with her, he gave her
some Bible verses to read, before
asking her to fast for just a day.
"Sister Lara, If you must fast; your
faith in God would determine how
your answer will be." he told her.
"I have faith Pastor." Lara assured
him.
"Not just in the mouth but from the
heart...and mind you, you must go
back to your matrimonial home!" he
told her.
"No...But..." she frowned.
"You must go back there!" he said
firmly.
"Okay, thank you..." she didn't look
happy.
"Take care Lara, God is with you." he
waved her off.
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Lara walked into her home, she felt
nervous when she walked into the
sitting room.
"I thought you aint gonna come
back." sophia sneered.
"I'm back!" Lara said, before walking
into her room. She's got no time to
start quarelling
with Sophia now, its almost time for
her to break her fast. She was in a
kneeling position,
rounding up her prayers when she
heard a commotion in the sitting
room.
She paused absent mindedly
to listen...Sophiawas quarelling with
somebody...perhaps Tony.
She ended her prayer in a hurry and
tiptoed out of her room. What she
saw made her jaw drop.
"You have no right to ask me who
i'm looking for!" Amara- Tony's
mother shot at Sophia.
"You can't walk in like that! This isn't
your home!" sophia fired back.
Just then Amara noticed Lara's
presence. "Lara?" "Welcome ma."
Lara greeted her. "Who's this
uncultured woman?
Your maid?" she gestured towards
Sophia. "Errrm.."Lara began.
"Sophia, meet ...ermm..Tony's
mother,
and errmmm, ma please meet,
Sophia- Tony's errmm..." Lara
stuttered.
"So it is true?!" Amara exclaimed.
Just then Tony came back from
wherever he went.
"Mum? What are you doing here?"
he asked suprised letting his
breifcase drop.
"What am I doing here? So what I
heard is true? So its true that you've
been maltreating Lara? That you
even brought your mistress into
your matrimonial home?" Amara
shrieked.
Tony bent his head, he knew he was
in trouble. "So this is what you've
turned into?
A Dog?" Amara yelled.
"I know what to do...I'm calling your
father right away!" She threatened
picking her phone.
"No no no..please mum, don't do
that...I'd be in trouble if you call
dad...Sophia is leaving right away..I'l
turn a new leaf..." Tony held her
hand pleadingly.
He walked into the guest room,
appeared carrying Sophia's bag.
"Sophia, leave now!" he shoved the
dumbfounded Sophia towards the
exit.
"You too, go and bring your bag,
you're coming with me!" Amara told
Lara who was silent.
"But...ma..." Lara's eyes widened.
"I say go and bring your bag, I can't
leave you here with this beast! What
if he murders you!" Amara shrieked.
"Mum..please don't take her away."
Tony pleaded.
"Try to stop me!" she glared at him,
dragging Lara out of the house; with
her bag