THE PERFECT MAN Episode 25 'Kamsi, Kamsi, wake up,' I heard someone call out far away It was Nneka. She was shaking me vigorously. If I didn't open my eyes soon, the whole house would know I was pregnant. If only she knew I didn't really faint. I willed myself to faint but I did not actually pass out. I was pregnant. I was really pregnant. It was unbelievable. There was no dispute as to who the baby belonged to. It was Olumide's for sure. The question was how to break the news to him, and my folks and then Bryan. I remembered when I was eighteen and my mum rushed home to tell me that Nkiru, her CWO president's daughter was pregnant 'Kamsi, can you imagine the shame that useless girl has brought on her parents,' my mother asked, shaking her head 'Hian, mummy, ordinary pregnancy,' I retorted 'Pregnancy is not ordinary o. I'm just imagining how she is feeling. She will have to step down as president. If it were me, I would kill my daughter and then change church.' 'Change church ke?' 'Yes o. After killing the useless child.' 'Haaa, mummy. So if I got pregnant now outside wedlock, you would kill me,' I asked, in shock 'I will kill you first,' my father said, joining us on the table 'Then I will wake your dead body and kill you properly,' my mum seconded.


'Well, thank God it can't be me. I don't even want to imagine the killing competition,' I added

'It is lack of home training that got her pregnant. You now see why I beat you all the time. By the time you think of my face, fear will not let you open legs for a man that is not your husband,' my father said

I suddenly wished I had introduced Olumide to my father. I would not have opened my legs for him. Now I was pregnant. I was going to have a baby. A real baby. I started crying. Nneka cuddled me on the floor. She was weeping too.

'What do you want to do Kamsi?'

'What else will I do? I have to kill myself before my parents kill me.'

'Don't be dramatic jare.'

'I'm not joking. I would have to take my life.'

'Haba kamsi, don't talk like that, life continues. You are not the first person to get pregnant, neither would you be the last. At least you know the name of the father of the baby. Call him and tell him. He may surprise you.'

'Nneka what of Bryan? How do I tell him I'm having another man's baby four months after he left? Will he ever forgive me?'

'Forget Bryan for now. Concentrate on you and your baby. Call Olumide now and tell him you that you want to see him. That's the 1st step.'

I reached for my phone and dialled Olumide's number. This time it was switched off. I sent him a text, begging him to reach me as soon as he saw it, it was of utmost importance. I decided to go home. Nneka adviced against it. She insisted my mum would tell immediately that something was wrong. But I needed to be alone, to think. I decided to go to Primak hotel and stay for a night or two.

Nneka drove me to the hotel. She understood my need for privacy. I knew she wouldn't tell anyone until I decided I was ready. The receptionist recognised me and smiled as I walked in.

'Aunty good evening, do you want the same room as before, it's vacant.'

'Yes dear, the same room would be fine.'

'What of oga whitey? Is he coming,' she asked as she brought forth the key

'Is it your business,' Nneka asked, snatching the key from her 'abeg take your money, Kamsi come let's go up.'

Nneka was frustrated, but she was taking it out on the wrong person. I was to blame. I had sex without condom, with a man I barely knew. I didn't even know his house. I tried his number again, it was still switched off. We got to the room, the exact one Bryan was lodged in and used the key card to open it. It smelled of him. I was getting incredulous, of course it didn't smell of him. Numerous people had checked in and out of this room. I wondered why I was being nostalgic. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones.

'Kamsi, stop crying pls, I'm here for you,' Nneka said, putting my luggage on the bed

'Nneka my life is over. I had dreams before coming to Nigeria. My plan was to marry Bryan, have two kids, get a doctorate degree and live happily ever after.'

'A baby does not change all that. It can only pause it for a time but you can still do all that.'

Nneka was trying to assure me. I didn't see myself marrying Bryan if he called me up and told me had a baby. He could go to hell and marry the baby mama, so there was no need expecting any different since I was the person involved.

'Have you reached Olumide,' she asked

'No. I haven't. Since I called him a fling and he stormed out of my house, he's been unreachable,' I replied

'You met him at tropical right?'

'Yes, and he works at Octopus too,'

'Ok, I would go to tropical tonight and ask around for him. If there's no headway, I could call my friend at Octopus and inquire about him,' she offered

I wanted to cry again. Nneka was more than a best friend, she was a sister. I wished I didn't have to put her through all this. She made me stronger. With her by my side, the future didn't seem so bleak. She would take on the world with me.

'Kamsi just take a shower and eat. Remember having a baby is not the worst thing that can happen to you.'

'How do you know Nneka? Have you had a baby before?'

'No I haven't. Can you remember Nkiru that got pregnant before you left for florida?'

'Yes I do.'

'Well after all the threats of death and excommunication by her parents, the child is now the apple of her parent's eyes and they do not hesitate to show off their grand son. So take it easy dear. People will just talk and then move on.'

'The only difference in this story is that Nkiru does not have my parents. They would kill me.'

'Then they would have to kill us both cause I'm in this with you.'

Hearing that made me cry a little more. I did not deserve a friend like Nneka.

'I love you Nneka. God bless you for me.'

'Hmmm, love kwa, you Americanas sha,' she laughed, walking out of the room.

I smiled. Nigerians were not used to public display of love. I tried Olumide again. His number was still switched off. My mum called me almost immediately

'Kamsiyochukwu, have you not overstayed your welcome in Nneka's place? Won't you return to your father's house?'

It was obvious she missed me. I had only planned to spend two days with Nneka and it was more than a week now.

'Mum, I will be back by weekend.'

'Ok o. Pls come back by Saturday o. I invited Emeka to have lunch on Sunday with you. He has been asking after you,' she said, pleading with me

I almost laughed out loud. Would Emeka want to be with a pregnant woman? I remembered how I dismissed him the day I got back from florida. I thought of his goatee and his reckless boyish charm. I assured my mum I would be home for the lunch. I owed it to her, before she found out of my pregnancy or death.

I weighed my options. What if Olumide wanted nothing to do with me and the baby? I wouldn't blame him. Not at all. I had assured him I was on the pills. He might assume I wanted to trap him into marrying me. My phone buzzed, a text from Nneka.

'Asked around at tropical. He had not been back since the day you guys met. Going to see Friday, he works at Octopus. Send Olumide another text.'

Awwn, how cute. Olumide had stopped going to tropical because of me. Maybe he did love me. Maybe it wasn't after sex hormones. I erased the thought off my mind and texted him again

'Call me Olumide, I'm pregnant. We need to talk.'

I clicked send and regretted my action instantly. If he refused to contact me on a neutral basis, what made me think he would because a baby was involved. Well I had told him. It was up to him to act now.

I considered abortion and cringed. I had heard of how women lost their lives and wombs to abortion. It was illegal in Nigeria, so it was majorly done by quacks. If I were in America, I simply had to walk into a clinic and perform the procedure. I became scared and tried crying again but my tear ducts were exhausted and needed a rest, so I slept off.

I must have been asleep when Nneka got back. I got up to pee and saw her seated on the couch staring at me. She was worn out and tired. She looked like she had been crying too. I walked up to the sofa and sat close to her. She kept staring at me, tears dropping from her eyes, I got scared

'Nneka, what is it, what happened?'

She refused to talk and kept staring. Only the continuous blink of her eyes convinced me she was conscious. I reached for her hand

'Nneka, pls talk to me, you are scaring me.'

She opened her mouth and the last words I expected to hear, poured out of her mouth

'Olumide is dead!!!'
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THE PERFECT MAN Episode 25 'Kamsi, Kamsi, wake up,' I heard someone call out far away It was Nneka. She was shaking me vigorously. If I didn't open my eyes soon, the whole house would know I was pregnant. If only she knew I didn't really faint. I willed myself to faint but I did not actually pass out. I was pregnant. I was really pregnant. It was unbelievable. There was no dispute as to who the baby belonged to. It was Olumide's for sure. The question was how to break the news to him, and my folks and then Bryan. I remembered when I was eighteen and my mum rushed home to tell me that Nkiru, her CWO president's daughter was pregnant 'Kamsi, can you imagine the shame that useless girl has brought on her parents,' my mother asked, shaking her head 'Hian, mummy, ordinary pregnancy,' I retorted 'Pregnancy is not ordinary o. I'm just imagining how she is feeling. She will have to step down as president. If it were me, I would kill my daughter and then change church.' 'Change church ke?' 'Yes o. After killing the useless child.' 'Haaa, mummy. So if I got pregnant now outside wedlock, you would kill me,' I asked, in shock 'I will kill you first,' my father said, joining us on the table 'Then I will wake your dead body and kill you properly,' my mum seconded. THE PERFECT MAN 
Episode 25

'Kamsi, Kamsi, wake up,' I heard someone call out far away

It was Nneka. She was shaking me vigorously. If I didn't open my eyes soon, the whole house would know I was pregnant. If only she knew I didn't really faint. I willed myself to faint but I did not actually pass out. I was pregnant. I was really pregnant.  It was unbelievable. There was no dispute as to who the baby belonged to. It was Olumide's for sure. The question was how to break the news to him, and my folks and then Bryan. I remembered when I was eighteen and my mum rushed home to tell me that Nkiru, her CWO president's daughter was pregnant 

'Kamsi, can you imagine the shame that useless girl has brought on her parents,' my mother asked, shaking her head

'Hian, mummy, ordinary pregnancy,' I retorted 

'Pregnancy is not ordinary o. I'm just imagining how she is feeling. She will have to step down as president. If it were me, I would kill my daughter and then change church.'

'Change church ke?'

'Yes o. After killing the useless child.'

'Haaa, mummy. So if I got pregnant now outside wedlock, you would kill me,' I asked, in shock

'I will kill you first,' my father said, joining us on the table

'Then I will wake your dead body and kill you properly,' my mum seconded. Reviewed by De SOUL ENERGIZER on July 15, 2017 Rating: 5

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