Calmly, I told them I had decided to let my wife back into the marriage. The two stared at me as if I was a ghost.
“Daddy! What did you just say?” Efe asked me. Smiling, I repeated what I had said. She and John stared at each other as if I was talking gibberish and then Efe began to cry as she showered praises on me.
“Oh God! Thank you, God! Thank you! Thank you for listening to my prayers” she kept on repeating. I got her to get up and calm down.
“So, when is madam coming, Daddy?” she asked. I could see the sparkle in her yes.
“Can't tell now. But she will be coming” I said. Then I said I had to go have my bath so I stood up. The meeting came to an end.
I had just gotten back to my bedroom when my phone rang. The number on it indicated it was my wife. I hesitated and then picked the call.
“Daddy, Mummy is here. We have told her that you have forgiven her but she won't believe. So, please tell her” Peter said.
I was proud of my son. Though still young, he was doing everything possible to bring his father and mother back together. Of course, it was obvious that his mother had not told him or his sister what she did. And despite my anger, I also did not wish her to tell them. I did not want the children to know what their mother did. It will take away her honor in their eyes. I smiled. Then Nora came on the line.
“Isaac” she said
“Yes”
“I am sorry”
“I have forgiven you” I said. There was silence. I could hear her sobbing. I waited.
“Thank you, darling. Thank you so much. I am grateful” she said finally. I said nothing more. There was silence again and then she asked if she could come back home.
“Yes” I replied. Again, there was a pause. More sobs. I kept quiet. Then my son spoke.
“Daddy, we are coming back home tonight. Right now! Right now1” he screamed excitedly.
Okay, Peter. I will be waiting to see you and Pamela” I said.
“And Mummy” he added.
“Of course, and Mummy” I said.
“Daddy, do you still love her?” he asked me. If there was anybody I loved that moment, it was my son.
“Yes, I love her” I replied. I heard him scream in delight as he ended the call.
I suddenly felt a bit empty. Then against my wish, I broke down in tears and cried my heart out. For close to thirty minutes, all I could do was weep. In order not to be heard crying, I later went to my bathroom, stripped and got under the shower. Under the shower, as I bathed, I wept. By the time I had come out, I felt okay.
I had barely finished dressing when I heard a knock on my door. Expecting that it was Efe coming over to tell me food was ready, I hurried to the door and opened it. Lo and behold, standing there was my estranged wife with our two children.
“Daddyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!” the two children screamed out in unison as they jumped into my arms. I curled my hands around them as tears of joy began to trickle down my cheeks.
They were my children; my biological children; bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh and blood of my blood. And, every attempt had been made to deny them their father.
I held on to them tightly. They were more important to me than all the gold and diamonds in the world. They were more important to me than I was to myself.
Finally, I put them down. Screaming, they run to my bed, jumped on it and began to play as they used to do. Seeing them at play made me realize that the good old days were back. I turned to Nora. She was on her knees and in tears. Her eyes looked puffy.
“Isaac, I am a fool. I don't deserve….” She began.
“Ssshhhh!” I said, stopping her from talking. Holding her hands, I got her to her feet, pulled her close to me and kissed her on the lips. She literally melted into my arms as she began to cry again. Over to my right, I saw Efe and John, standing by the TV, looking at us and smiling. I nodded to them, smiling back.
……………..THE END ……………
Thank you all for your time and may the Almighty God bless us all.
Please watch out for the first episode of IN SEARCH OF TREASURES by Lewis Dampson, the author of Perils of Darkness and Jungled Glory ( the story of Aba)
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