The Wedding Fever Part 6(a) – Baby+Mama+Drama

“Dapo, DONT TOUCH ME. STAY AWAY FROM ME!” I say and then I storm out of his office, sobbing uncontrollably. I head straight to my car and with tears in my eyes, I begin to ponder upon the events of today. So I woke up this morning feeling that it was going to be a good day. Last Wednesday, Dapo and I’s relationship was officially one year and six months but for reasons beyond his control(business) we were unable to celebrate this milestone like we did the last two(6 months and 1 year anniversary). Dapo only got back from his business trip on Monday and so I decided to surprise him by taking him out to lunch today(Tuesday), my treat.

I head straight to his secretary’s desk to tell her thank you for clearing his schedule for lunch with me today. I am about to give her a conspiratorial wink when I hear someone yell from Dapo’s office. Someone with a female voice yelled “you think you can deny this baby. you must be joking it is yours whether you like it ……” and I hear dapo’s voice cut her off before she can finish her sentence “keep your voice down” he says. Just then the door to Dapo’s office swings open and a  lady with a little baby in her arms storms out.

Dumbfounded, I slowly make my way past the lady and into Dapo’s office. I slam the door behind me and Dapo raises his head to look at me. Suspecting that I was privy to the drama earlier, Dapo immediately switched from an angry look to an apologetic one. He was about to speak when I hold my hand up in a gesture that implied that I need him to keep quiet. “Dapo, if that is your child and the mother of your child, what does that make me?”. “That is not my …..” he starts trying to explain but I cut him off before he can explain himself.”Dapo, DONT TOUCH ME. STAY AWAY FROM ME!” I say and then I storm out of his office, sobbing uncontrollably.

I start to drive my car but I can barely see through my tears and I know I am in no condition to drive. I park the car and begin to cry so hard not believing what had just happened. Looking down, I notice my white skirt is stained with a mix of make up consisting of foundation, eyeliner, mascara and probably some powder. Great! so physically and emotionally, I am in no condition to return to work. I decide I have to go back home and so when my tears subside, I climb down from my car. After locking the doors, I walk forward, as I put the keys in my bag, to hail a cab. A couple of minutes later, I start to feel light-headed and I suspect that it must be standing in the sun. All of a sudden, it all just goes black.

‘I fainted on the streets of Lagos’ I think to myself as my mum recounts the experience to me. Turns out one of the security guards sitting outside  the building I was standing in front of saw me, and called for an ambulance. it’s been only a couple of minutes since I woke up, although from what my mum says, I have been out for about 3 hours. ‘What were you doing in front of that building under the hot sun?” my mum asks. I start to think about what really I was doing there and I remember what transpired in Dapo’s office earlier but I cannot tell her the truth so I tell her I was going for a meeting nearby.

Work! I remember I was supposed to have a meeting with a prospective member of staff (we are a small start-up and so for now, I head HR as well as being a co-managing partner). “Mummy, can I have my phone, I need to call Tunji, I was supposed to have a meeting” I say. “Over my dead body. Work work work, that’s all you know. I already called him not long ago and I called  Dapo as well. Tunji told me he would be around in about an hour and Dapo said he was on his way”she said. “Haba, Mummy who told you to call Dapo. I don’t like it oo”I said. “Ahn ahn, So you are saying I should not have called Dapo. Isn’t he your boyfriend anymore”noticing my facial expression when she called Dapo my boyfriend, she asked if something was wrong between Dapo and I. Just then the Doctor comes in and he saves me from having to tell my mother that her close friend’s son who happens to be my boyfriend got another girl pregnant.

The doctor tells me that I have been under too much stress lately and so I would need to take some days off work but I will get discharged this evening.’At least nothing is wrong with me’ I think to myself while my mum is busy somewhere in the hospital trying to relay the good news to my dad and older brother over the phone. Just as my mum leaves, Dapo comes in. I don’t feel strong enough to get into an argument with him, so I turn my head to face away from him. “please leave Dapo. I am not ready to see you or to talk to you about what happened” I say to him in a hushed tone. I feel myself about to burst into tears but I want to hold on until I know he is gone. “I am sorry but I am not sure that the baby is even mine. I want you to know you are the most important person to me and I never meant to hurt. Since you want me to leave, I will do just that”he says and then it all becomes  quiet except for his footsteps hitting the floor and on cue, I begin to cry.

Not long after I hear someone say “Hello” and I know it is Tunji and so I begin to try to clean my face to get rid of the tear streaks but I fail. Tunji knows as soon as he gets by my bed. He sits on the bed, reaches over and turns me to face him and then says”what is wrong? This had better not have anything to do with Dapo”. I cannot help myself, so I tell him all that happened that day. When I am done, I say “Tunji I beg you not to intervene. This is between Dapo and I. I love him so let me handle this how I want to”. “If that is what you want, then I will not do anything but you need to think long and hard about whether he deserves you or not. You are young and beautiful, I mean many of my friends still want to date you despite the fact they know you are taken, so don’t settle for less” he says.

It’s around 9 pm when I finally get home. My mum agreed to go back home ,only after Tunji promised her that he would sleep over, with a promise to be here bright and early the following morning. Tunji literally carries me in his arms out of the car and into my bedroom. He is sitting on my bed whilst I get changed into my nightie in the bathroom. I cannot help thinking that his wife would be a very lucky woman – judging by how much attention his current wife(his job) gets, I wonder if that woman will ever come. I climb into bed and Dapo goes downstairs to get our things from the car downstairs. He comes back into the room changed into  his pyjamas with a bag of out take out from grills in and out on a tray. He sets the tray on the bed, turns on the cable TV and climbs into bed with me. Not long after eating we fall asleep.

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