Old Flame EP 13

​And the story continues…. Ebika and Tolu. 

Episode Thirteen

It was time to pour out her heart to her husband. The silence in the house was killing her, and she couldn’t take it anymore. Tolu had kept his distance for days and for the life of her she couldn’t tell why. She had to know now that the children were away in school.

Eladebi dropped the melon seeds she was shedding on the kitchen counter. She moved to the sink and looked out of the window. The vegetables in her garden were sprouting, but that was not what was on her mind. Thoughts of her crumbling marriage filled her mind. Things seemed to have deteriorated between Tolu and her. He barely tolerated her during meals. Her attempts her conversations were met with monosyllabic responses. After meals they stayed apart. His phone was fast becoming his everything. His children didn’t excite him anymore. He rarely played with them. It was almost like he was avoiding them all. Laughter, as well as love, seemed to have departed their own.

“Dear Lord, where did I go wrong?” She lamented. “Are you still punishing me for defiling the bed?” She shook her head. Sorrow marked her face like a carved wood. “You know I have been a good wife. I have loved Tolu with all my heart, even when he makes me so angry. Times when loving him was difficult, I have kept his love in my heart. Lord, it’s getting harder by the day. I am at my wits end. I can’t continue like this.” Tears pooled in her eyes. She pressed her fingers to her lips to stop her tears. “I need you, Lord.” 

‘My grace is sufficient for you.’

The reminder from the word of God swept through her heart. Her breath caught at how fast she remembered the scripture she had read that morning during her devotion. While she had just read it as part of her daily Bible reading, it made more meaning to her now. God’s grace was sufficient for her, even in the turbulence her marriage was becoming. God’s grace was sufficient even as she made up her mind to talk to Tolu.

She heaved a deep sigh and moved to the bedroom. The room that she had been spending time alone as her husband spent more and more nights in his study.

Tolu didn’t look up from his phone when she entered. She stood before him and waited to be noticed. He kept his eyes glued to his phone. She got tired and spoke up.

“Darling…” She called softly.

He said nothing.

“Darling” She repeated.

Silence.

She gave up and moved closer to him on the bed. When he seemed not to notice her, she touched his shoulder. All of a sudden, a slap landed on her left cheek. She fell backwards, mouth opened in shock. Tolu stood over her.

“Don’t you ever disturb me when I don’t want to be disturbed.” He spat at her, his face twisted with fury.

No words came out of her shocked lips. She just stayed right there on the floor looking at her husband like he had become someone else. In truth, he was someone else, for in all their numerous disagreements, he had never raised his hand to hit her before.

“Get up at once and leave this room! Don’t show your annoying face here until I invite you.” He snarled.

With a heart wrenching sob Eladebi got up from the floor and ran to the kitchen. She fell against the counter when she got there. Her world was crashing. The storm that was brewing was just a disguise. What was happening in her marriage was a tsunami. 

Eladebi’s heart shattered in pieces within her. The pain was excruciating. 

“Oh Lord, help me! Help my troubled heart.” She wept.

‘Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.’

She straightened as the words from the Bible settled in her heart. It wasn’t one she read. It was from her pastor’s message the previous Sunday. 

How long would she endure? How long would she bear? Her human heart had no answer.
Tolu stood in the middle of the bedroom watching the door, arms akimbo. What had he just done? His beating heart told the story of his reaction. He had raised his hand against Eladebi. Eladebi, his wife and the mother of his children. What possessed him? He wondered.

The truth was glaring at him.

 He was possessed by Ebika’s love. He would do anything to keep her love, even if it meant hitting the woman who had given him her all. He winced at such thought. He wasn’t wrong, was he? Ebika’s love was worth it. With this new line of thought, his weak limbs regained strength and carried him back to the bed. He threw his left leg across the bed while the right remained on the floor. He forced a smile through his hardened lips. He had set in motion his plans to chase Eladebi out of his life. He wouldn’t back down. Her departure would make way for Ebika’s arrival. 

Ebika, the love of his life. The one who gave him joy. The one who made his made his world complete. He would give anything for her.

The only grey spot in his bright sky was her fiancé. His lip set in a hard line again. That man can never have my Ebika, he growled, nostrils flaring. She would be mine and no one else.

He picked up his phone and scrolled through his new messages on whatsapp. Ebika’s message was among. The message he had been unable to read because of Eladebi’s intrusion. Now he read it with great pleasure. She had promised to call everything off with her fiancé in a couple of days after which she would be free to be with him.

He read the message over and over again. It was the best news he had received so far. It made him forget what he had done to his wife. All he had to do was to use the time Ebika had given him to also push Eladebi out of his life and wait for Ebika’s green light.

He was certain Ebika would give him a positive answer.
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Ebika clasped and unclasped her trembling fingers. She pressed them against her thighs to still the trembling. Her eyes rested on her phone on the table before her in the cafeteria. She had tried reaching Bina all through yesterday to break the news to him in person, but that had been impossible. Each time she picked up her phone to dial his number, her courage failed her. Doubt plagued her as she turned her hasty promise to Tolu over in her mind. The ‘what ifs’ kept her from calling Bina. It was the same doubt that kept her from reaching Bina now.

Tolu had asked for progress report during their chat the night before. She had nothing to tell him. He had spent up to fifteen minutes pleading with her to call off her introduction with Bina. The question on her heart however was if she was ready to call things off with Bina. 

She desperately needed someone to talk to. Her eyes moved around the busy cafeteria, resting on the ladies in groups enjoying a good meal and company. Laughter filled the air. People were relaxed, having. She was the only one alone and with no appetite. She truly had no close friends among her colleagues. She loved her privacy while she ate. That had made it difficult to keep close friends. It hadn’t really bothered her in time past when all was good and well with her, but she didn’t feel so anymore. What she would give to have good friends around her now, advising her. 

She heaved a sad sigh, shoulders drooping. Doubara was her best friend, but she couldn’t discuss her predicament with her. She already knew what Doubara would tell her. She didn’t want a one-sided advice. Same reason she didn’t talk to Douye. She needed someone who would consider both sides of the coin before concluding.

 “Oh, what do I do?” She scratched her hair. She was already regretting her new hairdo. The crotchet weave was killing her, but it was the least of her worry. Her mind was drifting from Bina to Tolu and Tolu to Bina. She had had very good times with Bina, even though her heart now favoured Tolu and wouldn’t recall her time with Bina. 

What if she gives Bina reasons why they should call off the introduction for a while without making it sound final? She sat up straight at this thought, light shining in her eyes. She could keep Bina in the pipeline while she figured out Tolu’s plans for her. She snapped her fingers. The pieces had finally fallen in the right places. No more worries. 

Whew! Thank you, Lord, for wisdom. She smiled. Having settled that, her appetite came back with full force. Telling Bina to hold on for a while was much easier to tackle than calling things off with him. It could still happen in the future if all went well with Tolu, but she didn’t have to consider that at the moment. Right now, she was at the top of her game and she would keep it that way. Her new slogan was live, love, spend Tolu’s money and be happy. She giggled as she went to order her lunch. 

Episode question: Do you agree that people fall out of love even after all promises and progress made in a relationship?

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Author: Faith Prosper-Idolor

Faith Prosper-Idolor is a lover of inspirational Christian fiction, and she finds pleasure writing in this genre. Her love for writing and passion for youth evangelism have inspired stories with a rich blend of fiction and inspiration that cut across love, faith and family. She writes stories as inspired by God to touch the lives of her readers.

2 thoughts on “Old Flame EP 13”

  1. Love, I believe is just a feeling which needs commitment to bloom in the absence of which it can die a natural dealth, just like one intentionally chooses to be happy & starts recalling every reason to be happy even in the midst of negative & saddening situations. So yes, people can fall out of love no matter the length of the relationship or the efforts put to make the it work. Its actually an intentional act.

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