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“…MY RELATIONSHIP ORDEAL!”

Dan; a tall, dark and handsome young man in his late twenties. He tops as one of the young and promising Executive Directors in a multinational company in Abuja. We met about a year ago at a popular Christian gathering. The guy is just for the kills; a perfect match for any 22-year old lady, especially me!

He told me I'm beautiful in and out, he said he loves me and wants me to be his wife. He said he is a Christian and that his parents are believers as well. I thought I've finally met my “Mr. Right"; that the end has come to all this years of fruitless ultimate search for the “one". His sugar-coated tongue, oratory words, good looks and fat bank account melt down all the "shakara" I was forming initially. I can vividly remember some of the beautiful things he said about me…

That the little gap between my teeth makes me look altogether beautiful. That I'm charming in and out and that my chubby cheek resembles that of Cindarella. That my perfect curve is an all-time turn on for him. That the warm smile on my face readily gives him goose bumps. That I have the potential of winning the Miss World Beauty Pageant one day. That he has met several ladies in and outside the country but I stood out among them all. That I am an epitome of beauty and brain; a correct wife material. That I surpassed all of his expectations in a woman.

He promised to be the man of my dreams; to always do me good as long as God lends him breathe. To be my hero and the man I would always be proud of anywhere, any day. He promised to be the crown that perfectly fits my lovely head; the bead that dangles around my neck and the chocolate that sweetens my mouth and soothes my stomach; to be my role model and cheerleader; to live solely for me and me alone. He promised to be available at all times to cheer me on and stand by me until I finally achieve all of my dreams; to quench my thirst in times of drought and feed me when I'm famished.

To cut the long story short, he promised me heaven and earth!

We exchanged contacts and viola, a romantic relationship ensued. We chatted and talked at every opportune time, some times spanning into the nights. Everything looked cozy and beautiful right from the word go. I switched to his church immediately. He was one of the choir leaders in the church so this afforded me the opportunity to join the unit with ease without passing through the rigorous membership screening. After rehearsals, we would hang around the church, gist and have fun. I mean nice time. We loved up on each other a lot, going out on dates at least twice a week. In less than a month, our relationship was the talk of the town.

We shared many beautiful moments together!

I felt he was a ready-made husband material. I submitted the whole of my life to him; I gave him my love. Dan occupied the entire circumference of my heart. I gave him my all, withholding nothing. We were so connected that many concluded that we were meant for each other!

The thought of Dan ravaged my heart, his love grew like wildfire within the twinkling of an eye. He became the subject of every of my discussion and the object of my thought. His name became a favorite on my lips; it reverberates every now and then. I deleted Segun's number from my phone, I hung Dayo's several calls, and avoided every potential suitors both online and offline. I blocked every attempt from any guy. My heart was made up; it is Dan and him alone, no one else!

He became my superstar, my whole being revolved around him!

Dan encouraged me to move in with him in his 3-bedroom flat in Area 1, Garki Abuja, since his parents just relocated to the United Kingdom, leaving him alone to manage all family properties here in Nigeria. I didn't think twice before accepting the offer since Sandra, my friend, was already giving me attitudes, a sign I perfectly understand-she wants me out of her house. All the rooms in the school hostel had been occupied by now, and“scotting" is no longer an option.

Mehn, Dan's house was just a haven entirely. Abeg, who no like better thing!

Dan and I started to live couple's life; we started cuddling, handling and coupling. We coupled everything we could; our spirit, soul and body. It was fun and adventurous. That cold evening in Dan's house, he made me a woman and I loved it. It was not fun initially but later I began to enjoy every bit of it. In fact, I looked forward to that moment every now and then. Sincerely, Dan is a very skillful player and a prolific“bedmatician". You understand what I mean? Okay.

Since he has promised to marry me, then why denying him my body?

We both agreed that I withdraw from school since ASUU strike has not been helping the matter all this while. By this time I was already in 300L; I ought to have been through with National Youth Service by now if not for the incessant strike that lasts for months. We finally opted for withdrawal. He promised to help me secure admission abroad after our wedding.

I was living on top of the world; all my friends envied my star. In fact, my kind of luck became a prayer point among them. All of them desired to thread an easy path like me. I was receiving calls from all quarters, I made many friends and featured in several TV shows and popular magazines, both local and international. All this happened in less than a year.

Indeed, life is good when you have around you a guy in possession of a lot of cash!

We finalized our wedding plans; wedding ceremony in UK and honeymoon in an exquisite Island in Dubai. We both resolved to settle down in UK after our wedding. I was so excited, I felt on top of the world. Life was beautiful, I imagined a blissful future beckoning on me and I was ready for it. Every morning, I thanked my star for bringing Dan across my way. As God would have it, medical test showed I was 4-week pregnant.

I was carrying Dan's baby!

This was two weeks to our wedding; Dan was happy to the bones. Since then, his mum calls almost every hour to check on me. Dan's care, affection and attention tripled; I savored every bit of the moment. He employed two housemaids to attend to my needs especially when he's not at home. Really, I loved the life I was living!

Life was rosy for me until few days to our wedding when we both agreed that I visit my family in Ibadan to put up some things concerning our wedding; he was busy with office works so I had to go alone. Our Invitation Card and my wedding gown were shipped from Paris a day before I was supposed to leave; oh so beautiful. The plan was for me to spend 3 days with them before one of our drivers will come pick me up. To my surprise, all of his lines were perfectly switched off on the deal day. This continued for about two days, I was seriously disturbed.

A week later, I received an email which brought my entire world into a comatose…

“My angel,

I must confess you've added beauty and tranquility to my life within that short duration of time, but it saddens my heart that our intimate relationship may have to end here. I am presently in UK, with my wife and three lovely children. Lizzy must not know about our love affair, else, danger looms on you and the baby in your womb. So don't bother to call or look for me.

I promise to keep in touch and send you cash as often as possible. Accept my sincere apology in whatever way I have broken your heart. I love you dearly!

Your superstar,

Dan.”

Before I could read the fifth sentence, I fainted. I was in coma for days before I finally opened my eyes in the hospital. Doctor later told me I lost the pregnancy. I cried for days, was embittered and emotionally disturbed. I neither eat nor change cloth. I was finally discharged after spending 4 months on hospital bed.

Hmmm…We must learn to look with intent before leaping, because not all that glitters is gold. I have learnt my lesson and moved on, though life was very hard afterwards. I believe you have also picked one or more lesson(s) from my story; drop your take home in the comment box if you don't mind, so that others could learn.

© Ojo Oluwabukola Joshua
September, 2017.