If I Owe Him…

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I am very uncomfortable owing anyone anything. I do not like people owing me either but i would take that ten times over owing anyone.

But i owe Nifemi my life. I have been told many times that he was just in the right place at the right time through God’s arrangement. So, i owe God, not him. But, they don’t understand.

There were 18 of us in that bus, travelling from Lagos to Abeokuta. It was not supposed to be a long journey but our driver was an old Aboki who loved his family more than anything.

I sat in the passenger’s seat and had to listen to him talk about his family non stop.

He was about telling me the ‘timetable’ for sexual intercourse with his three wives when a delivery truck hit our bus from behind. I remember Ismahil, the Aboki, chanting Islamic prayers while trying to get the bus back in control. Previously sleeping passengers were wide awake with multiple prayers being offered.

A baby started crying. I could not compose myself well enough to pray.

The next hit, this time from my side of the bus, shocked most of the passengers into immediate death. I was thrown out of the bus. Or was it carried out? I woke up to find myself with no visible bodily injuries.

I walked back towards the upturned bus, trying to check for any other passenger who was alive or looked alive. Ismahil was alive, unconscious though and with a broken leg.

I found another man, in better shape, who followed me back to the road to wave down cars.

Nifemi’s car was the fourth car we flagged down. He had not stopped at first. I wonder why he reversed.

He came down to where the bus had crashed, noting those who were dead and those with injuries. He called some people and soon enough, we had ambulances.

I was running back and forth, trying to help with moving the injured passengers, when i suddenly collapsed.

At the hospital; Internal bleeding from a ruptured spleen. I had an emergency splenectomy and blood transfusion.

By the time i woke up, Nifemi had gone. He had called my parents and paid my hospital bills before leaving.

I got a call from him two weeks after i was discharged. Long story short, we started dating.

He was eager to get married and start a family. At 35years, with a successful company, all that was left was a wife.

I was not as eager. At 25years, with a boring routine job, i wanted more out of life before getting married.

This issue was a constant source of argument between us. Some of those arguments got really heated. Eventually, we agreed to wait for 18months. A wedding date was set.

Three months to the set date, i got a message from him;

“Sayo, i am now married. Jumoke was more ready for marriage than you are. I don’t want to be the reason you miss out on life. Be free, enjoy! I am really sorry.”

Stunned does not capture how i felt. Just so i would not think my phone was playing tricks on me, their wedding pictures suddenly started popping up everywhere. Hurt. Dismayed. Disappointed. I picked up my life and moved on. Two years on, i got married to Adedayo.

*****

Two days ago, three years after Nifemi’s stunt, i got a message from him.

“Sayo, i know i hurt you. I heard about your marriage to Adedayo. How are the twins? I am so glad it all turned out well with you. I do not know if you ever forgave me but i hope you did… Because i need your help. The doctors have concluded that Jumoke is not fit to carry a pregnancy. She almost lost her life twice trying to do so. We were given surrogacy as an option. In all sincerity, Sayo, you are the first person that crossed my mind. Please, help us.”

*****

What should i do?

He hurt me, but he first saved me… I feel i owe him.

11 thoughts on “If I Owe Him…

  1. drpeo says:

    Reblogged this on princess139 and commented:

    When does the ‘IOU’ card go wrong? Or when can it be discarded?

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  2. creativeriterz says:

    Errm, he should gan rot in hell! I like the straight forward narrative. He needs to learn that you don’t hurt people with some things and still go back.

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    1. drpeo says:

      Choi. Not sure hell has space for such. But, where’s the place of forgiveness?

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        1. drpeo says:

          Lol@this is evil. Yes, this is really evil. And the audacity! The guts! Really weird.

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  3. Xia says:

    Well, he wouldn’t have remembered you if not for his circumstance, so that doesn’t count for an apology.

    You’re a married woman now, your husband should play a major role in that decision. Which, prolly would be a “NO”.

    In my opinion, you don’t owe him anything.

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    1. drpeo says:

      Thank you Xia. That’s true, her husband would most likely not agree. It is gone beyond her personal decision. She also has her twins to consider. The guy just didn’t do right by her.

      Reply
  4. OLAOSEBIKAN says:

    Is this something like a joking sturvs? Obvious answer, No! You’re married, and even if you aren’t, still nope. He’s not worth it. Whatever you owed you paid with hurt

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    1. drpeo says:

      Loooool. Izznor joking sturvs. But, I agree, he is not worth it. Thanks dear

      Reply
  5. Kingsley Akpeji says:

    I feel it’s an awkward request given that the lady is married already. I mean, I won’t allow my wife to be a surrogate mother for another guy. Yes, he saved her life, bu that doesn’t give him right-of-way to treat her like an item he can dump and pick up when he feels he has a need for it. You get what I mean.

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    1. drpeo says:

      I totally get. No one deserves to be treated like trash. And I do not think any husband would agree anyway. Thanks for reading and commenting.

      Reply

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