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"Where is your daughter" Abraham asked.
"She is in her room" Caroline answered.
"She is not going to eat or what?"
"I don't know. She's been staring into space since today"
Abraham stood up from the dinning chair and headed to Stella's room.
"Stella!" he called, startling Stella.
"Dad you are back"
"Come and eat." She stood up and followed her father out.
They ate in silent before Abraham spoke.
"You need to start working" he addressed his daughter. Stella didn't say a word until after dinner, she said goodnight and retired to her room.

Abraham sighed and shook his head when his wife came to sit beside him.
"What do we do?" he asked, glancing at his wife."I need to know she is completely okay."
"My dear, if she can find her way back here then she is okay."
"What if she is not"
Carol placed a finger on her husband's lips.
"Don't say that" she said, shaking her head gently. "We will help her pull through this."


Stella sat outside reading, she looked up when she heard a car approaching. A beautiful blue Toyota Camry rolled into the compound. She looked on....may be someone looking for an address she thought. A young man alighted from the car. He was wearing a red long sleeves shirt tucked in a navy blue trousers and a well polished black suede shoes, he held a briefcase with one hand and pocketed the other. His dressing gave Stella the opportunity to notice his wonderful body structure that the shirt held unhidden. He had a creamy skin colour, a strong straight nose, firm lips and if Stella had paid more attention to his 'drown in my eyes' eyes, she would have noticed he stood right in front of her and was looking at her enquiringly.
"Hi. Good...afternoon?" the young man sounded uncertain. He wondered why Stella was staring at him.
Stella realized she was staring.
"Sorry, good afternoon. Who are you and who are you looking for?" she asked, trying to be serious but the man was just smiling at her.
"My name is Kelvin and I'm Mama sade's second son."
Stella's mouth dropped open. She was thinking how it could be possible that this handsome man standing before her was Mama Sade's son. Where on earth did he get his looks from? He looked nothing like Mama Sade.
"Pardon me please, but are you really Mama Sade's son?" Stella asked.
"Yes of course she is my mother. I know I do not resemble her but I'm a picture of my father like some people would say" he replied with a smile.
"Oh. I don't know your father neither have I seen his picture."
"it's okay. I don't expect you to know everyone. So is she around?"
"No. Nobody is around, I don't have anywhere to go that's why I'm home. She will soon be back."
"Why don't you have a place to go to? are you on strike or what?"

Now Stella just can't tell what the stranger wants from her.
What is his business if I'm home or not. Then she found herself saying rather harshly "Just forget about me, it's none of your business what I decide to do. I don't even know why I'm talking to you, I don't even know you. You better go and come back later."
Kelvin was puzzled over the sudden rude dismissal by such a lovely lady.
Does she have a disturbing reason for being at home by this time of the day when others are in their various work place?
"Sorry for annoying you with my question. Like you suggested, I will go and come back later." He turned away and walked to his car. He was about entering his car when the sudden call of his native name stopped him. His face brightened with a broad grin as he walked briskly to his mother who had dropped her bag immediately she saw him. She was now running effortfully towards him. "Timi, Oluwa mi o! Timi!" Mama Sade embraced her son.

joliematt:
I hope u re nt trying to neglect Dis nice story.

No dear. I will post something tonight.

Thanks for the tips blackstallion and I ll certainly not forget the acknowledgement part.

joliematt: Great storyline u got here,dt loose hope,d crowd will come,Jst b consistent in updates,

it's discouraging I tell you.
Thanks though.

Chapter Seven

Present day.

"Must be real good memories 'cause you're smiling" Caroline said as she cupped her daughter's back startling her. Stella jumped. "Oh mom" she said with teary eyes and rested her head on her mother's shoulder.
"I'm glad you had a live full of good memories with him" she said, patting her daughter's head.
"How do you know that?" Stella asked.
"Cause you were smiling and I know it could only be about the live you and Olumide shared. Well my dear, food is almost ready. You wanna come out of this room of yours."
"I will join you soon."
"OK." Caroline got up and left.

Good memories indeed, Stella thought. They had good times in their marriage but then there were bad ones. She had decided not to confront Olumide about Juliet because it was all the thing of the past but it still bothered her a bit even though she won't admit it. In fact, it wasn't a bother until many other things started to unfold.
Olumide's phone would ring and he would excuse himself to go answer it privately even when they were eating, and she knew Olumide switches his phone off during dinner when they were still dating cause he didn't like the distraction.
One evening, Olu was taking his bath when his phone rang. The phone kept ringing much to Stella's irritation that she had to pick the call and a sexy female voice greeted.
"Hello darling, I've been calling for a long time now. Why aren't you picking."
She immediately hung up when Olumide saw her with his phone. That day, he shouted and said all sorts of thing to her and he warned her never to answer his phone again. That was the first time Olumide had ever raised his voice at her. He normally got jumpy and give snappy answers lately whenever she asks about his every time calls. But he's never yelled at her for any reason before now.

"What do you think you are doing?" he asked in a menacing tone and then yelled out all his anger.
"Is like your mother didn't teach you manners. You don't know you shouldn't invade people's privacy with your busybody self abi. Rubbish girl. See let me warn you let this be the first and last time you ever touch my phone with your filthy hands talk more of repeating this nonsense of picking my calls. Stupid" he barked and then stormed out of the room.

Stella's body trembled with shock, suddenly she felt like a silly child. She slumped into a chair and cried like a baby. Why on earth did he say all that to me.

She cried till she slept off on the chair. She didn't even know when Olumide returned. He brushed his hand over her hair and sighed heavily. Stella awoke and gazed up at him.
"You are back."
"Yes my princess." He carried her up to their five poster bed and sat beside her lying figure, she rested her head on his laps and he kept rubbing her hair.
"Baby," he started " I'm so sorry for the way I reacted today. I just lost control of myself and it was very bad of me. I won't do it again. Please forgive me."
"But you know I've forgiven you already. I can't hold it against you. I'm sorry I invaded your privacy, I was wrong. I won't do it again.
"No baby, you don't need to apologize for any reason. You can pick my calls and have free access to my phone whenever you want."
Stella had learned the hard way and she knew better than touching Olumide's phone.
She was scared she might find out what she didn't want to know.


A few months past before he started keeping late nights. She had asked and he told her his business was having problems. Stella was a good Christian unlike Olumide. She urged him to pray and go to church with her but he always made excuses.
She however prayed for him constantly.
One day, he agreed on going to church with her. On their way back home, they stopped at a petrol station for fuel and met with one of Olumide's friends from school.
The friend came visiting and Stella was about joining them to say hello to the friend when she over heard some of their conversation.

"So you ended up marrying the Igbo yellow sisi," Gbenga said jokingly.
"Yea I did. No one could contact you after you left for US else you would have been my best man."
Gbenga laughed "See this my guy o. Me best man, abeg forget I for charm her into marrying me instead."
"Make I hear joor. If you were unable to do so the first time you still won't be able to do it the second time."
"It's a mystery how you got her to go out with you even before I could say hello. You just left me broke that semester because of the bet. What can I say, I admit you are a better player than me which is why I still can't imagine you married."
"My brother, there are more serious issues to handle these days than chasing after women. I'm even trying to deal with Celesta's problem still."
"See this my guy, so you are still rolling with Celesta baby?"
"It's hard to get her off my back you know."
"But you are married."
"Yea and I love Stella. She is not like all these ladies, she is so delicate and sweet. Do you know she once picked Celesta's call, I was so nervous when I saw her with my phone, I even said harsh things to her to protect myself. When I came back she wasn't even angry, she even apologized. I didn't know what to say. She loves me so much that is why I can't let go of her."
"Cool. So how is business?"
"Bad. In fact there is no business. I was duped so I had to sell out the dying business in other to clear my debts."
"Gee. That's bad. What do you plan on doing now?"
"Honestly, I don't know. My wife doesn't even know about it yet."
"You can still love out some cash from Celesta" Gbenga said with a little chuckle.
"Gbenga get serious for once. That Celesta is a manipulative bitch. I don't want to ruin my marriage because of her money."
"Well I will be travelling back soon but I will certainly look into your matter and I will contact you then."

Just then, Stella walked in with a feign smile on her face. She felt awful for eavesdropping on her husband's conversation. She couldn't decide how to take what she just gathered. He is cheating with some rich Celesta. He is now jobless. He loves and respects our marriage. Stella decided not to dwell on the issue of Celesta, she was satisfied with the knowledge of his love and respect yet she had to get him to tell her about his joblessness so they could both think up solutions.
Olumide eventually briefed her on his job status.
"I can let my dad in on this, maybe he can talk to one or two persons in the company on your behalf."
Olumide was quite for some minutes.
"No love, I don't want to bother anyone with my problems. I will find a way to tackle it." he finally said.
By sleeping with some Celesta, Stella almost blurted out but said instead "But I'm sure he won't mind helping."
"I said I don't need his help so just forget it. What can he even do, he is just a driver in the company. Who wants to employ a business manager that was stupid enough to get duped into poverty and with the recommendation of a mere driver?"
"Don't talk about my father in that tone"
Olumide broke out into a mocking laughter "As if what I said isn't true" he hissed and left the room.

Stella decided to let bygones be bygones. In her mind, it was only frustration that caused Olumide's demeaning tone.

I sincerely apologize for the errors in my latest update. Sleep no gree make I concentrate.