My name is Thelma, am
a student of UniBen, I am in my final year now, and I plan to marry immediately
after my schooling. I have a lovely boyfriend/fiancé and we are really serious
about each other, all we are waiting for is for me to graduate, Chris (my fiancé),
is the type of guy that any girl would love, he seniors me with just a couple
of years and works in a really good company, most of my friends envy me because
I got the right guy at d right time, or so I thought.
But we are so close
that he has met every member of my family and I his, he visits frequently and
everyone at home loves him especially my mum, which was a big surprise to me
because she has always warned me about men and doesn't like seeing them around
me, because she believe there will just hurt u and go, because that's what happened
to her, my mum is 39, she gave birth to Demi our first born when she was just
15 and so she's pretty young but with a lot of experiences
Chris took an
exception to my mum and always bought her gifts whenever he visited, my mum
loved the guy and in turn prepared lovely recipes for him
Everyone was happy
because we all know that my mum had finally let go of her grudge for boys.
My life was indeed
perfect, or so I thought, Chris always made it a point of duty to try and pick
me after school, he would take me to his place where we would gist and eat and
laugh and at that same time he would b chatting with my mum, I was just so glad
that my mum accepted him because I loved him so much. We were also good Christians
who tried to go for daily masses.
But on a particular
day, Chris and I were suppose to go to church but he told me he was very busy
and couldn't make it, so I decided to go with mum since she was the only one at
home but she said she was really tired so I had to go alone.
Few minutes before I
reached the church I realized I wasn’t with my hair tie, and since there was
still time, I decided to rush home and get it, and on getting to the house I
saw the door of Chris's car opened, and I thought that he had finally decided
to follow, I was still busy removing my sandals and trying to figure out why he
didn't call before coming when I heard the moans coming from the parlour.
Didn't really know
what to think but as I reached the parlour I wished that I didn't think or see
what was happening at all, because what I saw shattered my being, my mum was
moaning loudly to the touches of my so called fiancé! It was the most horrible
thing I had seen, didn't know when I dropped on the floor n broke into thick
sobs.
I don't know what to
do now; don't know how to tell my Dad or if I should even tell him at all. Again,
if I break the arrangement and engagement wouldn't be it counterproductive.
Should I really
forgive my fiancé and mum? I am really confused!
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