Tired Heart

At 29 and not yet married, I was tired of games and unnecessary time wasting from time wasters who are just after me to eat and clean mouth. I broke up with my boyfriend of 3 years because the journey to the alter with him seems like pregnancy to a wombless dog.

I was done with love, I switched it with common sense and great discerning attitude. I was giving out my phone number to any eligible bachelor who seek it and accepting dates like I was the calendar itself. But I was smart to sieve the wheat from the chaff. I ask them serious questions, questions about future and what they want with me. Anyone without a concrete plan of meeting my people within six months is relegated and substituted immediately.
And did it yield fruit? Yes. Because not long into my search for a husband I found Tolu. A tall handsome guy, a geek and shy but nonetheless he was perfect for me. Tolu approached me on Instagram, he slide into my DM and ladies, I shut the door immediately he was in, such a fine man cannot escape. After a couple of dates, Tolu the computer security expert was a perfect match with a plan to marry in less than a year, and within a month, he used the word "love" for me.

Oh yes his love making was exceptional, boy, how did I get so lucky. He was virtually in my house every evening as I couldn't go to his place often cos he mostly sleeps in the company's lodge and that is not comfortable. He has a house in lekki, OH yes, I have been there, slightly furnished to the taste of a man rarely home, but my Tolu was a gem. A man of little words but of great sexual appetite.

He rarely gives me money apart from occasional gifts. He told me, he was saving for our wedding and building a house. Tolu was eager to get me pregnant but I told him it's against my parents' wish. The urge for pregnancy alone made me realize he was not a pretender like other men, wow I am finally going to join the married gang. His parents are based in Canada and by December I would meet them officially and to set a wedding date, a news he told me his parents have been anticipating since.

Every Saturday evening we always spend time together mostly indoors as he was a really shy and indoor person. But this Saturday, he called to say he is coming for a quickie as he misses me but he won't stay more than 20 minutes.
Immediately he entered my room, he started devouring me as he rid me of every pieces of fabrics on my body. I love it when a man is a gentle lion. Our love making was divine as I came multiple times. I kissed him after and thanked him for the perfume he got me. Because of time, he told me not to bother escorting him downstairs to his car. He dashed down and I laid on my bed still recovering from the awesome joy my Tolu just delivered to my loins when I heard screams and wailing downstairs, I peeped at my window but I couldn't decipher what is causing the commotion.
I dashed downstairs and as I was exiting the gate I saw Usman our gate man shaking his head with a really sad face.

"Usman wetin dey cause the noise outside" I enquired

"Aunty Susu, na accident fà, tipper I jam am for one motor with two children inside for there" Usman said pointing to the source of the commotion
"And the children don die walahi" he added.

I felt sadness. Innocent children and I shook my head as I made my way to the accident scene. At the scene what I saw and heard was both shocking and unbelievable.

My Tolu was on the floor, crying, bearing the two children to his chest weeping shouting "Dare, Tola wake up you know daddy loves you"

Did he just say "daddy loves you, Am I hearing correctly?

" Oga Na your pickin dem be" a policeman asked Tolu

Tolu amidst tears and to the the great shattering of my heart answered "Yes they are my children, what will my wife say, how will she cope..."

Tolu's voice fade in my ears as I withdrew into the crowd of sympathisers with my body shaking seriously homeward to ask my head serious questions of how unfortunate I have turned out in life.

Written by Segun Solomon Longe