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Paul came to visit her in her house. He noticed the modesty of the place. He wanted to get her some furniture but decided against it. He argued that since she would soon be joining him at his place in matrimony, then there would be no need for that.



Doris was expected in Ade's house that Saturday morning. She had told him that she would be in his place by ten in the morning.

But there was a snag. During the week, she had been to see the Managing Director of an oil marketing company in the course of her official
task. The MD, a man in his mid-forties, had responded favorably to the insurance policies she came to market. No only that, he found Doris interesting and fascinating. He said she reminded him of his late wife. He had requested for a date with her. She was expected to meet him that very Saturday at the posh Ikoyi West Polo Club. The time to meet was twelve noon.

This had put Doris in great dilemma. If she should visit Ade by ten as the two of them had agreed, she would miss the date with the other man.

Now, she didn't want to miss the Ikoyi rendezvous. An artful idea came to her mind. It was just few minutes to nine in the morning. She picked up her telephone and called Ade.

'Hello?'

'Hello. Are you on your way already?' There was eagerness and expectation in his voice.

'No o. I...I want to let you know that I am not feeling well. I .. I'm sorry I won't be able to make it today.'. She had used a tone that
portrayed someone that was seriously ill. She grunted for effects.

Ade was taken in by the gimmick. 'I'm so sorry to hear that.' He totally felt concerned. 'But you were hale yesterday. Well, it can happen to
anyone. Sorry once again. Is there anything I can do? Do you want me to come over there?'

'No o. Don't worry. I'll be okay. Sorry I couldn't make it.'

'Oh, it's alright. The important thing is that you should take good care of yourself. Treat yourself and get well.'

'Thank you. Good bye.'

'I'll be calling you later, my dear. Take good care of yourself.'

Doris burst out laughing as soon as she disconnected the line. So, he could be so gullible like that!

When it was few minutes to ten she dressed up for her date. It wasn't much of dressing: she was in spaghetti top and jeans trousers. She
applied moderate make up. One thing that was certain was even without makeup, she was beautiful.

She went to Ojota bus stop and joined the queue for the BRT bus to Obalende/ CMS. From there she would take a cab to the club at Ikoyi.
Being a Saturday, the traffic was quite light.

She got to the entrance few minutes to twelve noon. There were many exotic cars parked on the lot. She couldn't tell if he was around
already so she decided to call his number.

'I'm on my way and I'll soon be there.' His was very lively. 'Go inside and tell them you're my guest.'

She was admitted to the lounging hall the moment she mentioned his name. She sat down to watch the activities around. It was a large room.
There was a part with seats and center tables where people relaxed with drinks. There was another part with a billiard table where some people played. A very large flat screen also beamed television broadcasts.

About ten minutes after noon, Doris could see the man she was waiting for as he entered the lounging hall and looked around expectantly
around. She waved at him. He smiled at her and moved over to where she sat.

'I'm very sorry for keeping you waiting.' There was an apologetic grin on his face. 'How're you?'

Doris smiled back. 'I'm fine.'

He looked at the empty table in her front. 'Oh, I can see that you're not taking anything, yet. Let me order for drinks. What will you have?'

He sat down beside her. Johnson was always like that; always keen about whatever he had set out to do.





Nancy was getting worried about the fact that Biyi had remained incommunicado. She had been trying to reach him on his lines now without success. The service provider kept saying the numbers she was 'trying to reach' were switched off.

She had even taken the step of visiting him in his office. She met with Tony his P.A.

'What is happening to him?' It was more like she demanded to know. 'I've been trying his lines in the last few days to no avail. He said he
wasn't feeling well, how is he now? I'm completely in the dark. Where's he - at home or in a hospital? How could I reach him?'

Tony had smiled and tried to assuage her frayed nerves. 'He's getting better. All I can say is that he is getting better. All will be well.'

She was not content with that assurance. 'How can I reach him or get to him?'

'I'm sorry I can't tell you any other thing without his authorization.'

Nancy was perplexed that she could not get beyond that point. She was becoming frustrated. This was not what she had envisaged. The last
time she would have been with Biyi was when things started to go upside down. How come it was when she expected something much better from him that things started getting bad. She could not and would not keep things to herself. She would have to call the prophet and let him know all that was happening.


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Nancy was perplexed that she could not get beyond that point. She was becoming frustrated. This was not what she had envisaged. The last time she would have been with Biyi was when things started to go upside down. How come it was when she expected something much better from him that things started getting bad. She could not and would not keep things to herself. She would have to call the prophet and let him know all that was happening.

She called his number. 'Good day, holy one.'

'Good day, my daughter, Nancy. How are you today?'

'I'm certain I'm not fine.' Her tone was flat.

'Oh dear, what could be the problem?'

'The thing I came to you to do the other time, I've not seen the result. I expect that by now, the effects will be significant. I've not seen him
since that day. He said he was not feeling well. We were still able to talk, but later, anytime I try to reach him, the service would say the number
was unreachable.

'When I went to his office, what I was told is that he's getting better. But, I'm yet to see him or hear from him. Man of God, please what's
happening? Why are things like this? This is not the way things should be, right? Why are things like this?'

The man at other line made a long pause.

He grunted. 'I can tell you that all which you're experiencing is a temporary thing. It's just for a short while. His soul is in hibernation. By the time he recovers and bounces back, you will get the kind of love and affection you've never got before.'

'Really? Will all these happen, holy one?'

'Do not doubt the power of the living one.' The prophet's voice went up. 'Don't you dare to doubt any word spoken by the messenger of the
most high.'

'I'm sorry, holy one. I didn't mean to be so discourteous.'

There was another pause. 'It's okay. Now, don't you worry about anything. Just exercise a little patience. You'll be amazed by the turn of
things soonest.'

Nancy's cheeks twisted into a forced smile. 'Thank you, holy one. Thank you.'





A week after Biyi was admitted to the hospital, there was still no improvement. Several tests had been done and none showed any malaise. Yet, the dizziness, weakness and feverishness would not go. The doctor was considering referring him to a specialist or teaching hospital. Biyi thought
of flying abroad for further treatment if the situation would not be alleviated.

Funmi was confused. She had concluded the seven-day fasting and prayer program recommended by her brother, Pastor Sam. All the while, she had been assured that all would be well. Why were things still in the doldrums? Why were things the opposite of being well?

In her perplexity, Funmi called Sam again.

'Biyi's condition is not getting better.' There was no doubt that she was at tether's end. 'The doctor is thinking of transferring him to a
teaching hospital. I'm confused.'

'There's no need to be confused, my sister' He made his voice sound in an assuring manner. 'He will come out a stronger and a better man. Continue with your prayers over there. I'm not relenting here, either. God is in control. All will end well.'

'Thank you, Sam.'

Funmi was seriously beginning to appreciate her brother. Anytime he talked to her, she would feel like a burden was being taken off from her shoulders. His words always had that therapeutic effect on her.

Later when she met with her husband in his special room in the hospital, it was her turn to give him words of inspiration and encouragement.

'We'll go to the teaching hospital the doctor refers us to,' she told Biyi. 'I'm sure there'll be no need flying you abroad. God will take total
control. Don't worry, my dear. You'll soon get over the malaise.'

Biyi was surprised she could express so much faith like this. He also noted the way she stood by him. One more thing: her expressions of faith,
hope and optimism were becoming infectious. He was not only buoyed up by them, but was actually finding himself mimicking those expressions in his mind.

Now, Biyi knew it: Funmi was a wonderful wife.



Doris was in the office of Johnson Dudu to regularize the insurance forms and other related documents. Johnson's personal secretary was also there. As soon as the documentation was completed, the secretary returned to her office.

'There's something much more important than these documents that I want to discuss with you.' Johnson smiled at her, now that they were alone.

'What could that be?' Doris had an idea but she wanted him to spell it out.

'I want to establish a permanent relationship with you. It's not just about meeting you in the club or taking you to a restaurant. I want to have
you with me completely.'

Doris was right about the inkling she had, but feigned ignorance. 'I don't understand what you mean.'

Johnson smiled. 'What I'm saying is simple. I want you to replace my late wife. I want to marry you.'

Doris stared at him, and pretended to be wide-eyed. 'Are you not satisfied that we are friends?'

Johnson shook his head emphatically. 'No, I'm not satisfied with being your friend only. Neither am I satisfied with just sleeping with you. I want
you to be my wife.'

'Seriously?' Her brows went up.

'Oh my God. Look at me.' He touched his chest. 'I'm forty-five years old. I have three kids. I lost my wife last year. I want to marry again and
I've met the one my heart desires. Do I still sound like a joker?'

She relaxed her countenance. 'Well, I didn't know you are so serious about it.'

'Yes, I'm serious. Think over it. Looking at you, I believe you will be a bosom mate for me.'


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Johnson shook his head emphatically. 'No, I'm not satisfied with being your friend only. Neither am I satisfied with just sleeping with you. I want you to be my wife.'

'Seriously?' Her brows went up.

'Oh my God. Look at me.' He touched his chest. 'I'm forty-five years old. I have three kids. I lost my wife last year. I want to marry again and
I've met the one my heart desires. Do I still sound like a joker?'

She relaxed her countenance. 'Well, I didn't know you are so serious about it.'

'Yes, I'm serious. Think over it. Looking at you, I believe you will be a bosom mate for me.'



Sam called his sister. 'Can I come around to pray for him and to use special anointing oil?'

'Of course you can come around.' She didn't mince words. 'By five this evening, we'll be moving him to the teaching hospital. If you can be here
before then, that will be good.'

'Yes, I'll be there on time.'

Funmi told her husband about Sam's intention.

'I hope you don't mind.' She looked hopefully at him.

'Of course, let him come around. Let the distant prayers he has been making combine with the close prayers.'

She was glad he viewed the issue that way and approved the proposition. Several minutes later, Sam and a Minister from his church came to
the hospital. Funmi accompanied them to Biyi's bedside.

They started with songs of praise to almighty God and soon went into serious prayers. They prayed to God to destroy all the the schemes of
the enemies over his life and the lives of his family members.

When the prayers were over, they sang two choruses to thank God in faith for all that he would do.

'It's well, sir.' Sam turned to Biyi. He was full of smiles as he touched the latter's forehead with the anointing oil.

Biyi looked relaxed. 'Thank you, Pastor.'

'God has taken complete control.' Sam was confident. 'It is well.'

'Thank you very much, Sam. God bless you.' Biyi nodded in agreement.

'Sam, I appreciate all you have been doing,' Funmi put in.

'It's no problem.' Sam was full of modestly. 'To God be the glory.' Sam soon left with the Minister he had come with.

Doctor Olufemi came in to update Biyi's medical records. He also started to write a referral letter that Biyi would take to the teaching hospital.

'I don't think I need to go to any hospital again,' Biyi said.

Olufemi turned to look at him. 'What's the problem, sir?'

'There's no problem.' Biyi rose from his lying position. He got up from the bed, stretched his legs and walked around the room like someone
trying to ascertain if indeed he was fit.

'I don't feel any fever or dizziness any more. I'm ok.' Biyi was certainly in his right mind. He stretched his two legs and nodded assuredly to the
doctor.

At that point, Funmi came in. She could see that her husband was full of smiles.

'I've recovered.' He turned to her. There was excitement all over him. 'It's a miracle. I can't feel any fever, weakness or dizziness again. I'm
okay.'

Funmi came to hug him and then looked at him in wonderment. 'Really, darling? Are you sure you're okay?'

'Of course, I am.' There was certainty about him. 'I'm very sure I'm ok.'

Funmi hugged him again. 'Oh, glory be to God in highest! Thank you Jesus. Thank you, Holy Spirit.'

Dr. Olufemi was confounded. He was still holding the pen he was using to write the medical notes and he wasn't sure if he should continue to
write or stop.

Biyi came to his rescue. 'Thank you, doctor but I don't need that note anymore. Believe me, I'm as fit as a fiddle.'
The doctor was still nonplussed. 'Well, sir. If you say so.'


Funmi packed his things in the leather bag. It was time to go home. After over a week in the hospital, Biyi was to be discharged that very hour
through divine intervention.


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Funmi packed his things in the leather bag. It was time to go home. After over a week in the hospital, Biyi was to be discharged that very hour
through divine intervention.


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The doctor was still nonplussed. 'Well, sir. If you say so.'

Funmi packed his things in the leather bag. It was time to go home. After over a week in the hospital, Biyi was to be discharged that very hour through divine intervention.

She was very excited just as she marveled at what had happened. It was a proof that indeed miracles still worked. It was a proof that with faith, you could please God and get what you desired from him.

Biyi was certainly amazed by the turn of events. He had felt cold all over his body at a point after the prayers. Then warmth came. He felt puff of gas leaving his body. It was then that he also felt the fever was receding. It wasn't an easy thing to describe, for it was amazing. There and then, Biyi resolved to renew his relationship with God and to serve him fervently for the rest of his life.



Doris, for the past few days, had been behaving funny. It wasn't really funny to Ade, but that was the way he wanted to see it for now. Since that Saturday she said she was not feeling well, she had been behaving strangely to him.

It was more like she was giving him the cold shoulders. Ade could not understand why she was behaving like that. When he had asked her if anything was the matter, she had replied in the negative. Even when he had asked her how she was feeling after the purported sickness, she
had answered that nothing was wrong.

She didn't call him again and had refused to come to his house since the sad episode. Surely, he was not making any mistake in his belief that something must be wrong somewhere.

This afternoon, he had decided to confront her and make her say what was wrong. There was no way the relationship would be going on like this.

After she had given the reports of the marketing activities of the day, he motioned her to remain on her seat.

'These past few days, I don't really know what is happening.' He stared at her, but she avoided his face. 'Why have you been avoiding me? Above all, why have you been so cold towards me? What is the problem? What have I done wrong?'

'You have done nothing wrong.' Her reply was concise and almost curt.

'So, why're you avoiding me? Why have you been so cold to me, lately?'

She looked at every other place but his eyes. 'I just believe I need a space.'

He looked surprised. 'A space for what? Are we not just starting a relationship? Is there any problem with the relationship? Have I in any way offended you?'

It took her some time to answer. He had to repeat the question.

'I'm no longer so sure about the relationship.' She wanted to be blunt but not brutal about it. 'I need a space to think things over and to really decide.'

He didn't find her posturing funny. What space, and what was there to decide after she had already given him the nod? He was confused by the whole thing. How could she make a 'u-turn' like that; just like that?

She did not even take a ride in his car again. Ade was as confused as he was disappointed. She was definitely giving him the 'marching order.'



He had lost weight but there were indication that he would soon recover. That evening, Biyi was delighted that his appetite had fully come back. He ate the sumptuous meal he was given to his fullest.

'Are you enjoying the meal?' Funmi asked. Of course, it was obvious he was enjoying it.

'You bet, my dear. It's as if I've not eaten good food in ages.'

After the meal, he and his wife retired to his bedroom. He was glad to be back in his house and to be hale and hearty again.

He switched on the t.v and put the channel on an international news channel. His wife sat on the sofa and he went to sit by her side.

He wrapped his left hand around her. It was like years ago when the affection between them was sparkling. Were the old days back? Would things continue like this? Funmi prayed and hoped so.

'My darling wife.' He playfully tapped her right shoulder. Let me begin by appreciating all you have done. During these last few days, you have been wonderful and I really appreciate that.'

'I've only played the role I should play.' She looked at him modestly. 'As your wife, I have to play that supportive role.'

He nodded. 'All the same, you played and still play the role well. I do really appreciate that. I must also use this opportunity to apologize for all
the shortcomings I have displayed in the relationship over the years, especially the recent one concerning the lady you encountered at the shopping plaza.'

She listened without saying a word.

'I must apologize to you.' His tone became passionate. 'Forgive me for the transgressions. I want to assure you that it won't happen again.'

She turned to stare at him. 'You must be careful about making promises, my dear. Don't make a promise you can't keep.'

He nodded. 'I know. A promise is a debt. I'm very determined this time around to keep my promise. By the power of almighty God, I will keep to my words henceforth. I can clearly see the folly in not being faithful. Above all, I've seen the foolishness in not reckoning with God and not obeying his words.'

She nodded in agreement.


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