THIRTY PLUS Ep 13

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 13

"Please talk to me, what is the issue?" The usher at the entrance explained to my mom that it is the overseer's son who just got back.

"What happened to him? Hope he is safe?" My mother asked since we were all curious to know.

"Someone was trying to park his car, but in the process scratched Emma's car and in a flash, it resulted in a big fight. He was really throwing his wealth at the old man's face, asking him if he knows how much his car is  worth. Before we knew what was happening, he hit the man and the man passed out. We had to rush the man to the hospital. His parents has taken him away from the church premises" the usher explained. 

The shock on my mother's face at that moment cannot be explained. She was just blinking her eyes and sighing at intervals.

"Thank God I didn't force this girl into marrying Emma o" my mother said silently as we walked into the church. 

Service was over and we all went home. Mom put a call through to Emma's mom to let her know she heard of what happened and wanted to greet her. It was from the call that we got to know that the man was responding to treatment and getting better.

"Imagine if that man had died? What will the world be saying? Blogs and newspapers would have carried it, that a pastor's child killed someone." my father said.

We had our night devotion that Sunday evening and I noticed that my mother's voice was loud in thanksgiving that she didn't make the mistake of forcing me to marry Emma. 

It was Monday morning already and I saw Jude at work, I tried talking to him but he was cold and not exciting as usual. I know he was yet to get over what happened over the weekend. 

We finally talked towards the close of day and he told me how humiliated he felt with everything that happened that day, but he was more fine and we can forget about it.

3 months into my friendship with Jude, he officially asked me to start a relationship with him. I was happy that he finally wanted me to be with him. It was like a dream come true for me, because he is someone I really admired. In fact, i had fantasized being married to him at a time, but i knew they were only fantasies and that the will of God is sovereign for my life.

"About your request, give me a little more time to pray about it" I told him on one of the evenings he dropped me off at home. I saw how unhappy he looked when he heard that I still wanted to pray about it. He believed that since we have been moving together, it should be a yes straight up.

I got home that nigt and I felt the urge to pray and be clear about the whole relationship thing. At every instance I mentioned Jude's name, 2 bible passages kept on coming to my mind simultaneously. 

Proverbs 14:12 

"There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death" 

Proverbs 3:

"5. Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.

"6 In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths."

I didn't really understand both text even though they are written in English.

I rounded up my prayers and slept. Jude is a spec for me, he understands my silence. He knows when to make me smile and also understands my space. On many nights, he would send me lovely text messages and by morning, i would wake up to some selected shout out songs from him.

The week ended and we were  having family time that Saturday morning when a call came in.

"Who's that?" My dad asked my mom as the call came through her phone.

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THIRTY PLUS Ep 12

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 12

My overthinking mind had wandered around in split seconds on the reason for my father's shout.

"My friend, my friend" Emma's mother said at the sight of my mother. I was so pissed that I didn't know when I hissed. The way daddy shouted like it was some emergency, only to see it's something as ordinary as someone visiting and to make matters worse, it was Emma's mother.

"Where is Emma?" My mother asked.

"I left him to park the car well, he will join us shortly." Emma's mother said.

"Good afternoon ma" Jude greeted, but he was ignored. I could see how unhappy he looked. I was standing at the dining watching  the drama going on.

Emma walked in, dressed in a round - necked polo on blue Jean and white sneakers. Without saying much, you will know that he just got back to Nigeria.

He extended his hands to shake my father, but my father ignored him. He was surprised seeing that Emma had lost the courtesy of greeting elders well.

Jude was gradually feeling uncomfortable and I didn't know how to save the moment so it doesn't end dramatic. 

"Hi" 

"Hello" I said back. My cold response to his greeting should be enough for him to know that I'm not interested in having anything to do with them.

"Go and help me check what's on fire" my mother said.

"I will like to take my leave now sirs and mas, thanks so much" Jude said trying to fake a smile.

"Hold on a minute, let me see you off" I quickly replied. 

As Jude was about to walk out of the door, he mistakenly stepped on Emma's shoe. Jude apologised but Emma didn't have it at all.

"Are you blind?" 

"But I just apologised. I am sorry okay." Jude said calmly.

"The shoe that I got for 100 dollars, you know how much that is? 

"It's okay, that's enough." Emma's mum intervened. 

Jude left on a bad note. Although I apologised  to him and he insisted that it's fine, but deep down, I knew it was not fine.

Food was served after mom and her friend finished their unending conversation. Emma on the other hand was focused on his iPad, while  my father watched  the news.

"The table is set" I called on everyone and they moved to the dining.

"Bless this food O Lord, for Christ sake" my father prayed as we all chorused "Amen".

At the first spoon of food Emma tasted, he started complaining about the food.

"What sort of wack meal is this?" He said.  My mother's face was lit up. I could see that she was angry, but didn't know what to say because she was too surprised to talk. His mother hit him with her elbow to caution him. 

I hoped that this incidence would make my mother see reasons why Emma would never be an option. She can't use me to strengthen the relationship with her friend by marrying me off to that spoilt child.

We all ate that afternoon except Emma who requested for fried plantain and juice alone.

Emma and his mother left and it was then reality dawned on my mother that she was almost making the wrong decisions for me.

"The boy is very rude. I thought he would be better by now" my father said as he showed his displeasure over Emma's attitude. 

"I didn't know it has gone this bad. He is over 30 already and I thought he should be old enough to..." my mother didn't finish the statement before I interrupted her.

"To what mummy? It is not by age, maturity is not  by age and thank God you've seen it yourself" I added. 

A bigger part of me was excited that finally my mother will stop pressuring me. 

"And please, when you get to work on Monday, help us apologise to that young man that came" my daddy said as he went into his room.

I tried communicating with Jude online, but he left all my messages unattended to. I knew he was still mad because of what happened. I concluded that I would see him on Monday and we would sort things out...

The next day was a sunday and we were set for church. Since church wasn't too far from home, we left the house some minutes past 8. Service starts at 9am, so we knew we could still make it to church before then.

My dad isn't involved in any church role, but mum as I early said was the everywhere kind of person. On getting to church, we saw people gathered outside, but we didn't understand what was going on.

"Please, what's happening?" My mother asked as she alighted from the car.

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THIRTY PLUS Ep 11

Episode 11.

"We will be expecting you, okay, see you soon" my mother ended the call and immediately  faced me to share the news of Emma's arrival. 

"I know he is back mummy, please spare me Emma's matter." I said with my eye brow raised. I didn't want her to continue talking. 

My sister had been called back at her work place, after investigating the incidence with her boss. Kingsley was dismissed for extortion and other misconduct, while my sister's immediate boss, who couldn't do much  again because of his health, was forced to retire.

I was angrily walking to my room when I heard knocks on the door. I knew I wasnt expecting anyone, so I peeped through the window, but couldn't see the face clearly.

I opened the door and I couldn't believe whom  my eyes saw.

"Jude, you didn't tell me you were coming" I said surprised.

"Guess you are not happy to see me, I can just go back" Jude said with a serious tone.

Ever since I've been friends with Jude, he has never visited my house. I've always avoided letting him know my house, so i always alight a few junctions before my actual stop.

"Not that, I was just surprised. Come in please" I could hear my mom asking who was at the door, since she noticed I was just  standing there. 

"Good afternoon ma" he greeted prostrating. 

"Good afternoon" my mother replied with a fake smile. You could easily tell if my mom is faking a smile. 

"Ehn, won't you serve your visitor something?" My mom said facing me

"What will you like to take?" She further asked Jude but he said he was fine and if he needed anything, he would let us know.

"Excuse me, I will join you shortly" my mother went to my father's room and that was when I had the opportunity to ask Jude how he got my house address and why  he came.

"One of the evenings after I dropped you at the regular spot,  I zoomed off to make sure you don't see me and  made a U-turn instead. I parked the car a few poles away and followed the turnings and directions you took. The moment I spotted the compound you entered,I quickly turned back" He explained ,but I was thinking within me why he would want to know my place.

"I'm kind of free this weekend, so I decided to visit some family members and friends,  but it won't be complete if I don't extend my visit to you" he concluded.

Ever since I've been moving with Jude, I haven't been answering Segun's call. I just didn't want to have  anything to do with him in anyway. After all, what's the relationship between darkness and light. On many occasion that God dropped his name in my heart to pray for him, I just rush the prayers and move to other serious person.

"Good afternoon sir" Jude prostrated again, as he saw my father walk down from his room to the living room where we were both seated. 

"Good afternoon, welcome" my father and his few words. I didn't know what my mother could have said to him in the room but I was waiting to see the reaction on their faces. 

"Gloria, please come and assist me here in the kitchen" my mother called out to me. I knew that assisting would lead to further questioning.

My father and Jude were left in the living room and I went with mum to the kitchen.

"So who is that young man o?" My mother asked to clear her curiosity and I told her he is a colleague at work. A Christian brother as well who is smart, caring and all. 

"Why didn't you mention him all this while?" My mother and her inquisitive nature. 

I didn't mention anything to them at home, because we were only friends and nothing more."

My mother was cutting the vegetables while I was rinsing the rice on fire and talking simultaneously. 

"But where do you want to put Emma?" My mother asked and I almost lost it because I do not see Emma as someone I can settle with. We haven't even seen for almost 7 years now.

"Dear... dear... please come" I heard my father's voice from the living room.

My mother and I dropped all we were doing and rushed down to the living room.

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THIRTY PLUS Ep 10

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 10

"What else do you want from me? What exactly?" I ranted.

"Oh! sorry, I think you are not in a good mood. I Just wanted to tell you that you forgot your flask in my car. I'll come with it to work tomorrow" the person said and that was  when I realised that it was not Segun but Jude, who just dropped me off few minutes ago.

I had forgotten that in the middle of our conversation he collected my number, but I didn't remember to save his. 

I thanked him and dropped the call, then i joined the family at dinner. Mum and my sister had already  boiled rice, garnished with vegetables and fried plantain.

No one mentioned what happened earlier in the day to my father. We finished dinner, had our evening devotions and everyone went to their rooms.

I laid on my bed, rolling from one end of the bed to the other. I was finding it hard to sleep. I closed my eyes and tried to force sleep, but it just wasn't coming. It was when I checked the time it dawned on me that I've been rolling around for almost an hour.

I took out my note pad, checked through the list where I wrote the names of people to pray for and realised that I still had a long way to go. I have been overwhelmed with the hustle- bustle of life.

"Father Lord, please pray for Kayepe family, give them their own children. Please pray for Bro Josiah, let him get a well paying  job. Sis Brenda is well over 30, send her the bone of her bone and flesh of her flesh" I kept on picking one name after the other and mentioning specifically their obvious challenges. 

This went on and on for about 2 hours and when I checked my time, it was past 2am already. There is a kind of joy that comes with tarrying long in the place of prayer. I felt very light and happy that I didn't know when I eventually slept off.

Morning came so quickly that it felt i had only slept for a minute, I wish I could have more. The advantage of having my sister around is that food was always ready and she is always coming to wake me up. It is not like mom won't cook but many times, her cooking comes with a reminder of me being quick about bringing  home a husband. 

"Good morning" 

"Good morning" I greeted back as everyone moved to their work space. The day hadn't really started when  my head began to ache. I was pushing through so no one would know how I was feeling.

"You look so stressed, is everything okay?"

 my eyes was fixed on my system, i  struggled to look up to realise that Jude was already leaning on my table, wondering what could be wrong with me.

I tried to cover up with a smile and told him i was  fine. He insisted I should tell him if there is anything wrong.

"Maybe you should top up this your acting skills" he said.

"Oh! that reminds me, your flask is here. I washed it already. Here" he handed over the flask to me and I thanked him as he walked back to his table.

All through the day, I wasn't as productive as I used to be. I wasn't sure I needed a leave yet, but with the way I was feeling, I was just hoping and praying that I don't break down.

Days rolled into weeks, and weeks into month. My friendship with Jude had grown beyond just being colleagues. He would always opt to drop me at my junction before going back to his own place. 

Jude was a perfect gentle man. Well built body with a deep baritone voice that can  make anyone want to trip. Although those  were not the first catch for me until we got close and I started paying attention. His dress sense is top notch and his lifestyle is a mix of gentle with a touch of Christian swag. 

He took me to karaoke and I can say it was an awesome experience. That was when I realized that Jude has a lovely voice. He told me how he used to be in the choir as a young boy, but left because he got tired of their style of singing.

Within the space of time that Jude came into the picture, Emma came back to Nigeria. He came on a Wednesday in grand style but we  didn't get to meet until weeks later.

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THIRTY PLUS Ep 9

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 9

It never occurred to me  that this new guy could have a ride or better still, I wasn't expecting a new staff to come with a car on the first day of resumption. 

I told him the area I was going to and he decided to drop me off, despite that our route was totally different.

5 minutes into the ride, Jude started a conversation when he noticed I wasn't saying anything.

"I was surprised when you were introduced as Miss in the morning, wouldn't have thought a beautiful smart lady like you would be unmarried" he said. If left to me, I would have loved to enjoy the ride in silence. 

For him to also start the conversation from the pain and shame I was trying to avoid was also another thing.

"Well, he makes all things beautiful in His time" I calmly said, but I could see confusion on his face.

"What? Who is that?" He asked, trying to be sure if we were saying the same thing.

"God of course" I said and he started laughing. I didn't get the part of what I said that made him laugh, but to avoid his questions, I decided to ask him what his first day at work felt like. He talked about how he loved it, but may not be able to judge with just a day's work at the company. 

We didn't come back to me or the reason for my being single till we got to the junction where I was to alight.  I didn't want him to know my house, so I alighted at a  junction a little close to my house and walked the rest of the distance home. 

I got back home and I saw my  mother and sister crying. I was scared and worried at the same time. I noticed that daddy was not home yet. Several thoughts began to play in my head. "Where is dad? why is he not home? why is mummy and my sister crying? hope nothing bad has happened to my father. I can't bear to loose my father yet, because I promised to take care of he and my mother and also give them a more befitting treatment in their old age.

"Where is daddy?" I asked to be sure ,but no one answered me.

"Can someone please talk to me and let me know what exactly the matter is?" I asked and  my sister handed me her phone.

"What did you do? Why were you suspended from work?" I asked after reading the suspension message that was sent to her mail.

"I didn't know things would get out of hand like this. I have been trying to sort this out on my own without involving any of you. I didn't want to get anyone worried" my sister tried explaining, but I still couldn't connect with what was going on. 

"Okay, so what exactly did you do?" I asked.

"Me and my boss were  scheduled to travel for a business summit. I mean the boss I report to directly. We got to the hotel and he insisted we lodge in same room, which I refused. After much attempt and persuasion..." 

"You now gave in? You allowed him?"I asked. I didnt know when I interrupted her. 

"Not at all. I blatantly refused, walked out on him and paid for my own room. He was angry all through our stay that Thursday night till Friday morning. We travelled back and we didn't say a word to each other" she said as she wiped her tears. 

"On Monday when I got back to the office, we didn't talk till about closing time , when he requested that I pull out a list of one of our old works. I know it is something that can be done the next day, but because he wanted to delay me, he asked me to get the work done before going home, which I couldn't refuse."

"I started the work till it was closing time and  everyone began to  leave, except for Kingsley, a colleague who was also  trying to tidy up some papers. My boss took an excuse to use the rest room. Unknown to me, he only wanted to check if everyone had gone. He came back and  locked the door from behind"

"In my mind, I was trying to figure out what could be going on. He asked me to leave my desk and come into the inner office,  is personal office. I had it in mind to go in to beg him to let me do the work the next day, since it was already 7pm. As I entered into his office, he pushed me on the office table and began to force himself on me. I told him I would scream. It was when he said no one would hear me, because everyone had gone that I knew I was in for a bigger problem."

"I started struggling with him and in the act of self defense, I pushed him and he lost his breath. He passed out shortly after and I started running around to resuscitate him but all my attempt failed. I rushed out of the office and luckly for me, I met Kingsley on his way  out of the office."

"In trust, I told Kingsley all that happened and he joined me to resuscitate my boss . We carried him into Kingsley's car and drove him to the hospital. He was there throughout the week, because the doctor said he needed more medical attention."

"Since then, Kingsley has been  blackmailing me and I've been paying him to keep the secret, until I couldn't meet up lately. After defaulting twice now, he decided to escalate the issue to the management but with a totally different story line. The management has started investigations and that was when I sent you that text last week."

"I am just praying that I get justified in all of this, so that it won't grow to total dismissal after this temporary suspension" my sister rounded up with so much fear and regret on her face. 

"Your daddy must not even hear this, he won't be happy at all" my mother said, but I told her we should handle everything with care and not get daddy involved. 

I tried talking my sister out of the whole situation and also encouraged her that with our prayers, God will vindicate her and solve the matter on ground. 

I was walking down to my room to have a change of cloth and return for dinner when my phone started ringing again.

"I hope this is not Segun calling again" I muttered silently as I threw the phone on the bed. The call came in repeatedly and I said to myself that if it is Segun, I will transfer all the stress to him and he will never call me again. 

"Hello..." I eventually picked the call.

22 DAYS TO GO FOR SISTER DABIRA PART 2

THIRTY PLUS Ep 8

Story by O'nezer.

Episode 8

"I didn't mean to... but we've talked about this and you agreed to help me" i heard my sister say. I had wanted to ask her if I she was still going to the living room or i should turn off the T.V. I stood still outside her door, torn between listening in to her conversation or leaving. I was curious to know what  was going on. I mean, she looked uneasy answering that call.

"I have spent too much already trying to keep you silent about this matter but you are gradually draining me out" she said in shaky voice. 

"I should be back in town by weekend, can we meet on Sunday night and finalise this?" My sister asked. I didn't hear what the other person said, but I noticed that the call ended immediately my sister said that.

I quickly tipped toed to my room, trying not to let her know I heard a part of her conversation.I began to ask myself questions I knew I couldn't answer.  I didn't know if should ask her or let her be.

"Wake up, wont you go to work?" My sister said.

My sister woke me up that morning instead of my alarm. I hurriedly showered and got dressed. I knew I wouldn't be able eat before leaving, so i took the eggs my sister fried and opted to get bread on my way to work, since yam was not ready.

"Good morning everyone, please join me in welcoming Mr Jude Faronbi to the team as our Public relations officer (P. R. O)" my manager introduced this young man that morning.

His table is opposite mine, so there is no way we will not talk. If it's not something work related, it will be something else entirely. 

"Miss Gloria will show you around." the manager concluded as everyone applauded and welcomed the new staff.

Sometime in the middle of the day, a call kept coming in, but I silenced the phone so it won't interrupt the meeting we were having.

At break time, i decided to return the call, but to my uttermost surprise, It was Segun. I haven't been answering calls from his main line. In fact I added it to my blacklist, because I wanted to cut off communications with him. Although I have been led twice now to pray for him.

I wasn't sure I wanted to have anything do with him or listen to whatever he has to say. If not that the call came in persistently and the number is quite unknown, I most likely wouldn't have returned the call.

"Please say whatever it is you want to say, I'm in the middle of work" I said.

"I am sorry. Can we talk when you are free then?" He asked. That was like the first time he would talk calmly and  politely. I was wondering if I was talking to the right Segun or another person.  

The day was over and I was already stressed out. I was waiting outside the company gate to get a cab home. The first cab I stopped was not going to my area, while the second one charged more than the normal fare. 

"Are you going towards that area? Hop in let me drop you" an unfamiliar voice said as he wound down the car glass.

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THIRTY PLUS Ep 7

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 7

I picked up my stuff and went inside my room.

I was surprised that my sister was taking sides with mummy. Besides, how can a parent still want to choose a spouse for their child in this 21st century? Even if, then why someone like Emma?

Emmanuel Aderogba, Emma for short,  is the only surviving child of his parent. Emma was a kind of miracle child whom no one  thought would survive. At 5 months, the scan didn't show a fetus, but instead, fibroid weighing about 2kg. The fibroid was developing alongside the baby.

The doctor had concluded that it would only take a miracle for them to have the child and truly, it was miracle.

My mother and Emma's mother Deaconess Leah Aderogba have been friend from their secondary school days and they believe that getting their kids married, will strengthen their friendship.

Emma being the only child was given everything he needed and  wanted. He had no lack whatsoever of what money can buy.  He was so pampered that he became very mannerless. Funnily, you can't correct him. In fact you dare not.  I remember many occasions when his mother would fight with Sunday school teachers for beating him. Also, the teachers were also afraid of correcting him because his father Deacon Jacob Aderogba was the assistant pastor of our parish then.

Emma only had his primary and secondary education here in Nigeria, then  travelled out of the country for his first and second degrees. 

He was expelled from the 2 private universites he attended here in Nigeria before his parents decided to send him abroad. They believed that travelling out would make him become responsible  and make him see life in different perspective.

It was said that he would be coming back to Nigeria in 2 months. So, my mum and Emma's mum have been making plans to set up something romantic between Emma and I once he arrives and that is why my mum's pressure has intensified lately.

"Afterall, he is 33 and you are 31. You will make a great couple" my mother said some days back.

I had calmly told my mum how I am not comfortable with the whole match making thing, but o my mother wouldn't even listen.

"I remember when you were both in children's church, you both acted husband and wife in the stage play of marriage in Cana. People have always called you two husband and wife" my mother once said in one of our past conversations regarding this matter.

If Emma could do all he did while he was still under his parents back then, only God knows how much he would have tried away from his parent's roof.

I am just all about doing God's will,  knowing full well that he has me in the palm of his hands. I know he has good plans for me and will make everything  beautiful in His time. 

I decided to take a shower to cool off the day's stress. My stomach began to rumble, i was famished , so i headed for the kitchen to get some food. This was one of the few times that i would be eating after our usual dinner time. My sister was still in the living room, busy with her phone.

I could no longer eat the delicious akpu and afang soup my mother prepared, because it was already late, so i settled for pasta. While eating, i noticed that my sister's phone was  ringing but she kept ending  the calls.When the calls wouldn't stop, she picked and went into her room.

"What's wrong with this girl?" I said within myself as I noticed the uneasiness of my sister.

24 DAYS TO GO FOR SISTER DABIRA PART 2

THIRTY PLUS Ep 6

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 6

"Firstly, I am sorry I got you all worried, that was not my intention. You know I will never do anything to hurt any of you, I just needed some time off." Grace started.

"I have been trying my best to stay sane at my work place. These past few weeks have been turbulent for me. My immediate boss has been giving me issues. There is nothing I do that pleases him." she said.

"There is no issue too big for God to solve" my mother interrupted.

"But we have to know how big or small this issue is na" I tried to calm mom down, so that my sister can at least finish with whatever she has to say.

"This my boss Mr. Frank, is a divorcee. Based on side talks here and there, we heard he is  always aggressive with his wife and beats her at every little misunderstanding. In spite of the beatings and injuries, she is still with him because of their 2 kids." my sister added. 

"What kind of man beats his wife at every little argument?" My mother said.

"I wonder" I added as I watched my father listen keenly to all my sister was saying. 

"This man is an extremist and a perfectionist as well. He switches his mood at the snap of fingers. He can play with you to the extreme today and next day, fight with everyone, without sparing anyone. All these wouldn't have been a big deal till he started making advances at me." my sister said with disgust. 

"He thought me to be one of those loose girls around. Every time I turned him down, he added more to my work. He began to give me menial tasks. It got worse that he started asking me to go pay for the prepaid meter" 

"What? Prepaid meter? Is that part of your job description?  Can't you report him to the management team?" I didn't know when I angrily interrupted her. 

"Reporting wasn't going to help, because he has connections with the management. Basically, it's my work stressing me the most. Other things are minor" my sister concluded. 

"But at least, you should have carried us along so we can know when to intensify our prayers or where to apply wisdom" my father said and that's the first thing he said since the start of the discussion.

Now that we are sure Grace is fine and will be going back to work in a few days, my parent showed her love and care enough to last her for the few days she will be away. 

Morning came so fast and the day's activities went on as usual. I got home a little late, thanks to the traffic. My parents were already asleep, while my younger sister was in the living room glued to her phone. I entered into the living room and we exchanged pleasantries. From there, we went on discussing one thing to another, that i even forgot that i was  hungry from work.

"Sister, mummy reported you to me o" my sister said . I was surprised, wondering what i did wrong.

"What did she say I did o?" I quickly asked so as to clear my curiosity. 

"It's about you not bringing a man home and how she told you that she wants you to marry Emma and you refused" my sister said.

"Oh! not again. why is mummy behaving like this. What is it about this Emma? "What is so special about him? I blurted.

25 DAYS TO GO FOR SISTER DABIRA

THIRTY PLUS Ep 5

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 5

"Good morning Miss Gloria" the HR greeted me and handed me two envelopes. "The brown is yours and the white is for your team lead" he said.

I was curious to know the content of the letter. I couldn't think of any reason I should get a letter at this time. My overthinking nature got the better of me and I began to think of all my possible wrongs.

"Is it because I didnt close the door very well?"

"Or because I said morning only, instead of good morning to the team lead yesterday?" 

"could it be that the aroma of my food disgust my colleagues and they reported me?" 

"Miss Gloria, are you here?" the team lead called my attention back to reality. 

"Yes sir, I am with you sir" I quickly said.

"Congratulations" he added. 

"Congratulations? For what sir" I tried to wrap my head around what was going on. He asked me to open my letter and also sign on a transfer form on his table. 

I have been transferred to the Advertising department as the team lead.

I was really happy because I didn't see it coming at all. The advertising department is one of my favorite departments, so being transferred there is good news for me.The advertising department is on the second floor, while the news room is on the first floor. Although, within the same compound, staffs do not get to see often, so we don't know everyone.

"Hello Gloria, I found your sister already. We are both coming home, see you soon" a text message popped on my phone screen from my mother. 

It was a great relief for me to know that my sister is back and safe. Still, i'ld love to hear the full story behind her sudden disappearance.

I couldn't wait to get home to share the good news and testimony with my parents. The activities of the day came to an end and I dashed out of the office with much joy.

I flagged down a cab and sat on the front seat beside the driver, vibing to the cool music coming from the care stereo. I alighted few junctions to my house to purchase some fruits because I didn't want to go home empty-handed.

"Why did you get us worried now? I asked concerned.

"I've had a lot going on with me lately and I needed my sanity back, so I requested for a week leave at work." My sister said.  I would say that's the first time I'ld see my sister look that worried. 

I needed more detail. I mean, she has to give us a convincing explanation for her actions, but i need to settle down first.

"Let me freshen up, I will join you shortly" I said as I walked towards my room.

"You may likely join us at the dining when you get back" mom added. 

We have never really been a fan of late night dinner. Once it's 7pm, we were all expected to have eaten. Although, there are nights when I will crave for something to munch.

I quickly had a shower, then changed into one of my home wears. Hair bonnet over a big polo and short has always been my comfortable home style.

While I was in the shower, dad got back from work, already seated at the dining with my mother and sister. 

"Welcome dad" I greeted. He pointed at the dining chair, asking me to seat for dinner.

Mom already made us poundo yam with well garnished vegetables. The aroma of the food is enough to fill ones tummy. 

"You really got us worried darling, what exactly happened?" My father asked in a Concerned tone, as he popped the question after dinner. 

"So you were that worried and you didn't even act it" my mother interrupted.

"Baby girl, we are all ears" I said.

"Okay, fine... fine..." my sister said as she adjusted herself.

26 DAYS TO GO FOR SISTER DABIRA PART 2

THIRTY PLUS Ep 4

Story by O'nezer 

Episode 4.

"Father Lord, every spirit that is not allowing Gloria to be seen by any man or that is not allowing Gloria see any man, die by fire... die by fire... die by fire...fire." My mother  shouted at the top of her voice. 

She wore a wrapper around her chest, holding  anointing oil in her left hand and  the bible in her right hand. 

"In Jesus name we pray" my father interrupted, as he walked into the living room.

"Mom, you scared me really. It was fire I heard in my sleep that made me jump out in fear" I said. 

My mother was beginning to take the whole marriage thing too far. Despite that I had a stressful day, I still had to be up this early all because I have a praying mother who wouldn't sleep or let anyone else sleep.

I looked at the clock and it was just few minutes past 3am. My father tried to talk my mother out of her overreaction and I was left alone to find my sleep. 

After rolling on the bed without catching a sleep, i felt the urge to pray and most importantly, intercede for others. 

I have a book where I have written names of different people, from coworkers, to church members, family and friends. I have a time set aside, when I mention their names to God.

"Pray for Segun, most importantly for the salvation of his soul" I heard the voice say to me. 

I had wanted to argue because,  why Segun of all people. After all, his name is not even on my prayer list. Besides, I already decided that when next he calls me, I will add his name to the blacklist on my phone as his calls has now increased from once in 2 days to daily now.

I yielded and I started praying for him.

"Lord Jesus, I commit Segun eh, what's his surname again? See, Jesus you know him by his name and you have never created a man you can't handle, please touch his heart and save his soul. Let him come to the reality of why he is created so that he can fulfil purpose and serve you for the rest of his life" I continued praying.

"Good morning Jesus, good morning Lord..." I heard the rhythmical jingling of the bell from the sitting room and I quickly jumped out of bed. I checked my phone and saw that it's 6:30 am already. I had slept so deep and didn't hear the alarm ring at 5. 

I joined the devotion half way and we prayed together.

"God wherever Grace Omolara Chinaza Andrews is, please keep her safe. Pray for us and bless everyone of us as we start the day in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit" my mother prayed as we chorused "Amen"

Daddy was set to go to work as well as myself. His work place is an hour drive from home, while mine takes about 45 minutes, so he decided to give me a lift. Mom packed daddy's  breakfast and  lunch in his food basket. I couldn't wait to eat my food, so i settled for  tea and a slice of bread, then I packed my food as well.

"I will be travelling to see your sister and know why she has not been reachable for days. I already told Hassan, he will drive me there." My mother said as she bid us bye for the day. 

I know my mother is already weary of the wait and uncertainty surrounding the issue. On my end, i have made several attempt to reach out to her friends for updates,  but i got nothing positive.

I was beginning to think of involving the police, but on the other hand, i felt it has not gotten that bad and we should still be calm. 

"There is a message for you. kindly see the HR and your team lead." Clara the secretary to the MD said as I signed the attendance sheet.

"Message? For me" I said.

27 DAYS TO GO FOR SISTER DABIRA PART 2