Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver Chapter 7
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I expeditiously visited my mother in the village. I wasn’t comfortable with everything around me, Westley’s happiness even when he knew he that that night he visited before his travel he didn’t satisfy me, which was what led me to the driver that same day.
“Genevieve my daughter, are you alright? Why is your face like this? Is it the infertility issue? How’s your husband? Did his family cone to trouble you again?”. Mama asked from one question to another. She kept the basket of α»ha leaves behind the door, drew a seat and sat close to me. I quietly wept. I told Mama not to console me that it was needful. She was bothered and kept pressing to know what the problems were.
“I’m pregnant, Mama.” I bemoaned. Mama’s eyes unlatched, her mouth gently sprang up in bewilderment. She slowly got up with a surprising stare.
“Pregnant! Like pregnancy?”. She whispered it. I tearfully nodded. Mama leaped in great pleasure. Her moves dramatically changed and her spirit heightened. She threw herself into waist dance. She started crooning wonderful Igbo praises so loudly that caring neighbours could stop by to ask what the good news was. I looked at Mama for a long time and shook my head in distress.
“We need to throw a very big thanksgiving service in church on Sunday for this great thing He has done! Eh!”. Mama danced and danced and danced. Suddenly, she stopped and glared at me.
“Why are you this cold? Hasn’t God been good to you? He has given you a fat laughter to crown the the fruitless ten years! Why are you looking sad?”. Mama wiped the profused sweat, drew her seat and sat beside me. She carefully looked into my eyes and knew something wasn’t right.
“The pregnancy isn’t Westley’s”. I told Mama. She couldn’t comprehend it. She adjusted her seat and held my hands. I could read the question in her eyes “What did you say?”.
I calmly narrated the whole story to Mama. She sprang on her feet and held her head with both hands.
“You’ve killed me, Genevieve!”.
TO BE CONTINUED
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