Widowed Chapter 5
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🤦 Widowed Chapter Five:
Everyone in my neighbourhood was surprised to see Enoma pregnant again. My few friends, neighbours, my pastor, colleagues… everyone. However, our family doctor was the first person to openly register his protest. He invited me into his office as soon as he got wind of the information.
“How come your wife is pregnant again?” He asked seriously.
I stayed quiet.
“Please talk to me.” He urged.
“Listen here doctor” I began. ” There is nothing wrong with my wife being pregnant. She’s still pretty young and hasn’t complained she won’t be able to carry the pregnancy. ”
” I am so disappointed in you.” The doctor almost shouted.” Have you forgotten so soon what happened the last time she put to bed and almost died? Have you forgotten how much she suffered?”
” I understand doc. But it’s different this time. At least she has had enough time to recuperate. Please doctor, don’t complicate this issue. I am confident that this child will be a male. I am very sure. ”
The visibly annoyed doctor got up from his chair and stormed out of the office. His own office. A few seconds later, I left. To make sure the doctor doesn’t cause me any further trouble, I transferred my wife to another hospital.
The next person to complain was my pastor. The Reverend gentleman spoke calmly to me. He warned me of the risks involved and prayed for me. When I got home from the pastor’s office, I met the doctor at my house. He must have realized that I had left his hospital. He proposed that we abort the baby since it was still early. He reminded me of all the dangers my wife could be exposed to if she carries that baby till nine months. I disagreed with the doctor and we had a bitter quarrel. I finally asked him to leave.
The doctor, who was a friend to our pastor, reported the matter to the pastor. I was accused of playing with human life by putting my wife’s life at risk. They threatened to strip me of my title and position in church. I got annoyed and left the church. I excommunicated myself.
Poor Enoma. All she could do was love me and prayed that this time around, she would deliver a boy child. She kept performing her marital duties perfectly; preparing my food and taking care of the six girls we had had so far.
In the office, my co-workers kept gossipping about me, but I didn’t care. I had seen my male child, my son, my heir coming and nothing was going to stop me. I refused to listen to anyone’s objections and before long, the contacts in my phone’s blacklist were pretty long.
Enoma had started visiting the new hospital and from the reports I was getting, the baby was doing fine. However, Enoma was always sick. I pitied her but what else could I do? I was mad with my wanting for a male child. Her mother visited us for a while and took good care of her. A week later, her mum left looking very worried and visibly angry with me.
Soon it was time for delivery. I was in the office when my phone rang and I was told by the new doctor that my wife was in labour. I quickly got into my car and headed to the hospital. However, the traffic was terrible. I was delayed for almost three hours.
All through that time, I was in contact with the doctor, asking him how things were going. All he could tell me was she was still in labour. I asked to speak with my wife and I was told that it was not possible.
Three hours and thirty minutes later, the traffic cleared and I drove like a mad man to the hospital. When I got there , I ran straight to the maternity area. I couldn’t find my wife. I was finally told by a concerned nurse that she was rushed to the theater.
I went to the theater and as soon as I got to it’s door, a gurney was being pulled by a single nurse. On it was a lady. I recognized her immediately. It was Enoma. She was dead. I burst into tears and wept like a baby.
“Oh! My wife. My wife, Enoma, Enoma, my wife. I wish that I had died in your place, Enoma, my wife. Why?!! Why?!” I wailed. “Why have I been so stupid and stubborn? ”
I was taken away by the nurses and her body was taken to the morgue.
The truth is, she gave birth to a male child, alright. However mother and son died within fifteen minutes of each other. Because of a male child, I pushed my beautiful and devoted wife into an early grave. Will God ever forgive me?
TO BE CONTINUED
