THE PERFECT MAN Episode 27 I cut the call on impulse. She was the last person I expected to hear from. What was she doing calling me? No one knew I was with her son. Shit! I recalled that I sent a text message to Olumide's number when I thought he was deliberately ignoring my call. No wonder she was calling me. I explicitly stated in the text that I was pregnant. I looked at the time, it was 2:30am. My phone started buzzing again. She was the person calling me. I debated picking or ignoring the call. I decided on the former. 'Hello my dear,' she said. She had the same bass and cool voice as Olumide. 'Sorry for cutting the call ma, I wasn't expecting your call.' 'I understand dear, forgive my intrusion but I received the text you sent to Olumide's phone, I didn't know he was seeing someone.' 'Ma, pls forgive me, I was joking. I thought he was ignoring my call. I sent it to pique his interest,' I said I was lying and was ashamed of that. But I had to do it. I didn't want any extra pressure from Olumide's mum. 'You were not joking my dear. I know you must have heard what happened to Olumide,' she said, sniffing 'Yes ma, I'm so sorry for your loss. May his soul rest in peace.' 'What's your name my dear?' I debated telling her my real name or giving her a fictitious one. The thought of the pain she was going through made me say the truth 'Kamsi, my name is Kamsi Okafor.' 'Ok Kamsi, it's very late to have this conversation now, can we see tomorrow, just to talk my child.' I wondered what she wanted to talk about. It had to be about the baby. Left to me, there was no need. I had decided on an abortion. 'Ok ma. Where do you want to meet?' 'I'm assuming you stay in ikeja too. Let's meet at Mr Biggs at central park by 2pm. Is that ok?' 'Yes ma, it's ok. I'm really sorry for your loss.' 'Sleep well my child.' As soon as I cut the call, my mum walked in 'Nne, who were you talking to by this time?' I was a bit shocked. I hoped she had not eavesdropped as she always did 'Mummy it's work. My boss wants me to send an article,' I said, lying 'Hian, this your boss does not sleep?' 'He does mum, but it's daytime in florida, that's why,' I said 'Ok, try and sleep. Don't forget Emeka is coming tomorrow. Around 1pm,' she added as she walked out of the room. Emeka was the least of my worries. I had to think about Olumide's mum and the baby growing in me. I pulled off my nightie and stood in front of my mirror. I looked for changes. Going by my last sexual intercourse, I was three weeks pregnant. I squeezed my breast and they really felt tender. Sore was more like it. I stroked my mid region. It didn't feel any different. I wondered if I was really pregnant. I imagined the foetus growing within me. It needed sleep and so do I. Tbc


Nneka woke me from sleep the next day. She was her animated self, jumping on my bed repeatedly

'Wake up, wake up,' she said, bouncing me up

'Babe, guess who called me yesterday.'

'Bryan?'

'Hmmm, I'm beginning to suspect you o.'

'Go joor. Who called you?'

'No, Olumide's mum.'

'Haaaaaaaaa, how na? How did she get your number abeg?'

'I sent a text to Olumide, telling him I was pregnant. Apparently she was the one with the phone.'

'Hmmm. What did she want?'

'She wants to meet by 2pm and you are coming with me.'

'No problem dear. Anyways, what are we doing for your birthday?'

'What birthday,' I asked, confused

'Your birthday na. Is 17th of July no longer your birth date?'

It was. Tomorrow was my birthday and I had forgotten. My birthday was one of my special days and I didn't remember. To my defence, I had alot on my mind. I looked at Nneka

'No plans dear. Let the day come first. But for now, we have alot of things to discuss. First is the abortion then Olumide's mother.'

'Don't worry, I have a wonderful surprise for you.'

'Nneka leave surprise. I can always do the birthday next year. I've got more pressing issues.'

'So what are you going to do,' she asked

We went on and made plans on which hospital to go and when. The twenty first was a good date for me. I would stay in Primak Hotel for a few days after the abortion to prevent my mum from suspecting anything. It was a smooth plan and the meeting with Olumide's mum was inconsequential. We decided to leave by 1pm.

As I stepped out of my room with Nneka, I ran into my mum.

'Emeka is downstairs nne, he came all the way from Ibadan just to see you,' she said, smiling

Ibadan? Why not Togo?

'Mummy, I can't see Emeka now. I have a meeting and I'm late for it.'

She frowned her face immediately

'Meeting kwa, on Saturday, where?'

'At Mr Biggs mum, I'm not lying, ask Nneka.'

She looked at Nneka and she nodded instantly

'It's true ma, I'm even driving her there.'

'Pls come and tell Emeka yourself. He's eating the ukwa and fish I prepared downstairs.'

She was pissed and it showed. Her matchmaking was not going according to plan

I walked downstairs with Nneka and saw Emeka eating at the table. His face lit up as soon as he saw me.

'Kam kam baby, pretty angel.'

The sight and smell of his food made me nauseous immediately. I couldn't throw up with my mum overlooking from the stairs.

'Hey Emeka. Pls I'm going for a meeting. Feel at home, I would be back in no time.'

'Ahn ahn, baby, is that how to greet your future husband? Come and hug me at least.'

I hissed and walked out. Hug indeed. I wondered how my mother felt I could marry Emeka. Probably there was something I wasn't seeing.

We got to Mr Biggs and I called Olumide's mum. She was already inside, seated and awaiting me. I was nervous. What did she want to say?

I walked in alone and looked around for her description. She was seated next to the counter, sipping a bottle of Fanta. She looked exactly like Olumide. Her face was sculpted as his and the nose was an exact replica. But she looked very familiar. I must have seen her on TV. Olumide's mum. Tears rushed to my eyes. She turned and saw me and got up. I reached her immediately and she hugged me. We were both shedding tears. Why was I crying?

'Thanks for coming Kamsi, pls sit.'

'Thank you ma.'

'What would you like to have?'

'Nothing ma, I just ate.'

'Ok Kamsi. I don't want to mince words. I expect you tell me the truth. Are you really pregnant for Olumide?' She was staring into my eyes.

I decided to come clean. There was no point lying.

'Yes ma, I'm pregnant but I've decided to abort it.'

'Thank you for saying the truth. I didn't know you existed till I put on Olumide's phone and i believe that itself is a miracle because I was on the verge of giving away the phone. I'm going to tell you a little story and if after you hear it and you still want to abort, I will support you.'

'I gave birth to Olumide fifteen years after marriage. I had given up hope on ever having a child. Olumide's father being a Muslim was entitled to three more wives but he refused and stuck with me. The day I gave birth to Olumide, the world stood still. Same as the day he died. I don't know if you heard, but he was under the influence the day he died. I know you have your reason for wanting to abort the baby and it's selfish of me to ask you not to, I just want you to know that the minute I got your text, I felt alive again.'

She was crying now, and so was I.

'I have no child anymore but this child of yours, an extension of my son is another chance at living again.'

'I don't want to have a baby, my parents would kill me,' I said, sniffing

'No parent would kill their child.'

'Mine would. I really feel sorry for you ma. I do. But I'm afraid.'

'I recommend you tell your parents. If they do not support you, I'm here for you. You can pick any country of your choice and go have the baby. I will be by your side through it all. I would fully be responsible for you and the child's upkeep. Kamsi please. Olumide would want you to have the baby.'

She just had to play the dead son card. And it worled. I couldn't terminate this baby. It was more than just me now. It was the reasonable and fair thing to do. There was no point depriving the woman of her happiness in life. If she wanted to be a grandmother, I would indulge her. We hugged after I informed her of my choice to have the baby. She gave me a complimentary card

'That's Dr seun's card. He's a gynaecologist. The best in town.'

I collected it and put it in my back pocket. She reached back into her purse and brought out another card. This time, a master card.

'The pin is 3322. Charge anything you want to it.'

'Ma, its not necessary.'

'It is my dear. Outside is an official car with a driver and an escort. I'm here for you Kamsi. Anything you want, just place a call.'

She got up and hugged me. I left the venue more confused than I had arrived. Nneka was in the car, reading. She looked up as as soon as I got in

'How did it go?'

'I'm keeping the baby.'

'Ok. That woman that just walked out, is she Olumide's mum?'

'Yea. She is. Do you know her?'

'That's the deputy governor of lagos state.'
THE PERFECT MAN Episode 27 I cut the call on impulse. She was the last person I expected to hear from. What was she doing calling me? No one knew I was with her son. Shit! I recalled that I sent a text message to Olumide's number when I thought he was deliberately ignoring my call. No wonder she was calling me. I explicitly stated in the text that I was pregnant. I looked at the time, it was 2:30am. My phone started buzzing again. She was the person calling me. I debated picking or ignoring the call. I decided on the former. 'Hello my dear,' she said. She had the same bass and cool voice as Olumide. 'Sorry for cutting the call ma, I wasn't expecting your call.' 'I understand dear, forgive my intrusion but I received the text you sent to Olumide's phone, I didn't know he was seeing someone.' 'Ma, pls forgive me, I was joking. I thought he was ignoring my call. I sent it to pique his interest,' I said I was lying and was ashamed of that. But I had to do it. I didn't want any extra pressure from Olumide's mum. 'You were not joking my dear. I know you must have heard what happened to Olumide,' she said, sniffing 'Yes ma, I'm so sorry for your loss. May his soul rest in peace.' 'What's your name my dear?' I debated telling her my real name or giving her a fictitious one. The thought of the pain she was going through made me say the truth 'Kamsi, my name is Kamsi Okafor.' 'Ok Kamsi, it's very late to have this conversation now, can we see tomorrow, just to talk my child.' I wondered what she wanted to talk about. It had to be about the baby. Left to me, there was no need. I had decided on an abortion. 'Ok ma. Where do you want to meet?' 'I'm assuming you stay in ikeja too. Let's meet at Mr Biggs at central park by 2pm. Is that ok?' 'Yes ma, it's ok. I'm really sorry for your loss.' 'Sleep well my child.' As soon as I cut the call, my mum walked in 'Nne, who were you talking to by this time?' I was a bit shocked. I hoped she had not eavesdropped as she always did 'Mummy it's work. My boss wants me to send an article,' I said, lying 'Hian, this your boss does not sleep?' 'He does mum, but it's daytime in florida, that's why,' I said 'Ok, try and sleep. Don't forget Emeka is coming tomorrow. Around 1pm,' she added as she walked out of the room. Emeka was the least of my worries. I had to think about Olumide's mum and the baby growing in me. I pulled off my nightie and stood in front of my mirror. I looked for changes. Going by my last sexual intercourse, I was three weeks pregnant. I squeezed my breast and they really felt tender. Sore was more like it. I stroked my mid region. It didn't feel any different. I wondered if I was really pregnant. I imagined the foetus growing within me. It needed sleep and so do I. Tbc THE PERFECT MAN 
Episode 27

I cut the call on impulse. She was the last person I expected to hear from. What was she doing calling me? No one knew I was with her son. Shit! I recalled that I sent a text message to Olumide's number when I thought he was deliberately ignoring my call. No wonder she was calling me. I explicitly stated in the text that I was pregnant. I looked at the time, it was 2:30am. My phone started buzzing again. She was the person calling me. I debated picking or ignoring the call. I decided on the former.

'Hello my dear,' she said.

She had the same bass and cool voice as Olumide. 

'Sorry for cutting the call ma, I wasn't expecting your call.'

'I understand dear, forgive my intrusion but I received the text you sent to Olumide's phone, I didn't know he was seeing someone.'

'Ma, pls forgive me, I was joking. I thought he was ignoring my call. I sent it to pique his interest,' I said

I was lying and was ashamed of that. But I had to do it. I didn't want any extra pressure from Olumide's mum.

'You were not joking my dear. I know you must have heard what happened to Olumide,' she said, sniffing

'Yes ma, I'm so sorry for your loss. May his soul rest in peace.'

'What's your name my dear?'

I debated telling her my real name or giving her a fictitious one. The thought of the pain she was going through made me say the truth

'Kamsi, my name is Kamsi Okafor.'

'Ok Kamsi, it's very late to have this conversation now, can we see tomorrow, just to talk my child.'

I wondered what she wanted to talk about. It had to be about the baby. Left to me, there was no need. I had decided on an abortion. 

'Ok ma. Where do you want to meet?'

'I'm assuming you stay in ikeja too. Let's meet at Mr Biggs at central park by 2pm. Is that ok?'

'Yes ma, it's ok. I'm really sorry for your loss.'

'Sleep well my child.'

As soon as I cut the call, my mum walked in

'Nne, who were you talking to by this time?'

I was a bit shocked. I hoped she had not eavesdropped as she always did

'Mummy it's work. My boss wants me to send an article,' I said, lying

'Hian, this your boss does not sleep?'

'He does mum, but it's daytime in florida, that's why,' I said

'Ok, try and sleep. Don't forget Emeka is coming tomorrow. Around 1pm,' she added as she walked out of the room.

Emeka was the least of my worries. I had to think about Olumide's mum and the baby growing in me. I pulled off my nightie and stood in front of my mirror. I looked for changes. Going by my last sexual intercourse, I was three weeks pregnant. I squeezed my breast and they really felt tender. Sore was more like it. I stroked my mid region. It didn't feel any different. I wondered if I was really pregnant. I imagined the foetus growing within me. It needed sleep and so do I. Tbc Reviewed by De SOUL ENERGIZER on July 16, 2017 Rating: 5

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