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THE PROPER MRS by Onyekachi Ikeh _ AllNaijaEntertainment

THE PROPER MRS by Onyekachi Ikeh

Episode 08.

I couldn’t drive to the place because of my emotions so I patiently waited for Ray to arrive.

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He was the Ray I knew.

The Ray that knew how to control himself in difficult situations.

I was weeping and trembling but he hugged me.


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That hug worked.

It comforted my trembling heart.

He released me and drove on but his left hand didn’t leave my hand.

How on earth did I think that I was ever going to live without this man?

He was a man.

And a real woman needed a real man.

When we got to the hospital, we paused in the car.

I have never been this scared in my life.

He was the first to leave the car and came to help me out of the car.

He locked the car and we walked to the hospital.

Zoolander was already in the emergency unit.

I sobbed uncontrollably.

I prayed to God to take my life and not my daughter’s life.

My poor child that was too little to suffer separation of her parents and still experience such pain.

I rested my head on his shoulder and we patiently waited for the doctor to arrive.

We followed him to his office because we were not allowed to see the critical state of our child.

“I just pray that the injury on her head didn’t affect her brain. Because if it did, there are will be one of these badnews. One, she might not survive it or she will wake up retarded”.

I screamed. “How could this happen! Where is that bastard driver!!!”. I snarled as I rose to my feet.

“The driver just died two minutes ago”. The doctor said.

The accident had been so brutal.

“Doctor, can I just look at my child from afar? No matter how far please, I just want to see my child”.

“It is not a sight to behold”.

I walked out of his office and pushed off the nurses that were trying to stop me and rushed in to see my child.

I trembled at the sight of my child.

I couldn’t recognize my child.

I could feel the unbearable pain.

Zoolander was too young to withstand such pain.

Why did I have to come to this world to bring pain to my child?

I trudged towards Ray’s car.

He was sitting in the car.


Ray was weeping.

I had never seen Ray weep in my life.

It hurt more with the way he was weeping.

I pretended as if I didn’t catch him weeping and when he noticed that I was coming, he quickly wiped off his tears and watched me join him in the car.

“Stay with me tonight, Patricia”. He hugged me. “I don’t think I am in the right state of mind to stay alone”.

“What of Katie?”.

He released me and searched my eyes. “Katie is not Zoolander’s mother”.

I also wanted to stay with him.

I nodded. “I will grant you that request because you are Zoolander’s father”.

He drove to his big house.

Immediately we got into the house, Katie rushed out. She was holding a spatula. Obviously cooking something. “How is Zoolander?”.

“Katie, we don’t want to talk about it. We want to be alone”. Ray addressed her firmly.

“We???”. She was astonished.

“Both parents are grieving over their child and you still don’t have a conscience!!!”. He snarled at her and we entered into his room.

Very big room.

Bigger than the one in our old house.

He took off his tie. “I packed away from that house because I didn’t want anything to remind me of you. Now you are even in my room. Irony of life”.

I nodded thoughtfully and sat on the bed.

He sat beside me and placed his arm around me.

I rested my head on his shoulder and we prayed for our daughter together.

The door pushed open.

Katie walked in with a tray of soup and yam.

She grudgingly gave Ray the tray of food. “Ray, when is Patricia leaving so that she can go home and rest?”

“Patricia will live in this house until Zoolander recovers”.
To Be Continued… . . .

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