OMOLARA’S FAITH

Episode 1

Lara gazed at her full length at the mirror;
satisfied by what she saw, she smiled to herself.

She smoothened the hips of her flimsy knee
length gown, she loved her hips, its one of her
greatest physical asset.
“Hmmm can’t wait!” she told herself excitedly as
she oiled her cornrows.

She should have fixed a weavon or plaited some
braids as her friend-Deji had adviced, but she
isn’t a fan of those artificial stuffs, she preferred
to go natural.
“What’s lacking?” she asked her beautiful
reflection.
“Nothing more, just to wait for the man.” she
chuckled.
Tony, her husband, would be back home, after
spending five good months overseas on his so
called ‘business trips’.
Their marriage was barely a year, and Tony has
spent more than half of it travelling. She hissed.
Their’s was an arranged marriage, she had met
Tony for the first time on their wedding day. She
remembered how harsh he was on that day.
She shuddered at the thought.
He had always gave excuses when it comes to
making love. He had never touched her, not even
a kiss…

The door bell rang, interrupting her thoughts.
“Yea baby! Time for action!” she said excitedly
as she catwalked to the door.
“Hey…welcome back home!” she said pleasantly
as he walked in.
“Thank you!” Tony mumbled.
She tried to hug him, but he stoped her
“Please!” he raised his hands.
She swallowed hard, plan number one failed.
Next plan…
“Errmm, why don’t you take a cold shower? You
must be tired after such a long journey…errmm,
I’d be setting the table..so that errm…you can
eat.” Lara said with a sweet smile.
Tony ignored her, instead, he walked past her
into his room.
Lara followed him with her eyes.
What was she gonna do, he still hates her this
much. She sighed heavily sitting at the edge of a
sofa.

She was lost in her thoughts when Tony’s phone
rang sharply. She stared at the phone as it
vibrated on the center table, she was tempted to
pick it but couldn’t, Tony had warned her
severally never to pick his calls.
“Hello Baby?” Tony said into the phone catching
Lara’s attention.
“Yea, just arrived few minutes ago.” he said
again.
Lara swallowed hard. Baby? Did he just call
another woman baby?
“No no no! That’s not true baby, you know I’ll
miss you more.” Tony said again.
Lara rose sharply, she felt her anger rose, this
was a disrespect to the highest order.
“Yea love, ama call ya later. Okay? Take care
sweerie.” he cooed softly before ending the call.
He turned to Lara who glaring at him.
“Why don’t you get me my food, instead of you
standing there like a palm tree?” he said
scornfully.
“Who is she?” Lara blurted out.
” ‘she’ is not your business i-diot!” He snapped at
her.
“Now move your bum into the kitchen!” he
ordered.
Lara walked quitely into the kitchen, she was no
longer angry but scared. She was scared of
something she couldn’t fathom.

Well, she won’t give up, plan number three…
“so do you like the food?” she asked as she
watched Tony eat up his food in mouthfuls.
“Your mum told me its your favourite dish.” she
added not minding his rude silence.
Tony coughed slightly, gulped down some water.
“Please Lara, let me eat in peace! Do I need to
choke?” his voice was harsh.
“But..I…” she looked confused.
Tony rolled his eyes.
“I wonder why this illiterate girl can’t just let me
be!” He muttered at the Bewildered Lara.
“Can’t you gerrit that I don’t talk while eating?
Didn’t your mother teach you table manners?” he
asked angrily.
“I’m sorry.” Lara mumbled leaving the dinning
area. Tears clouded her eyes, she looked visibly
scared.

Tony watched her leave, he felt sorry for her. He
shouldn’t treat her that way, he knew! But he
just hated the marriage, he was forced into it by
his parents.

She was beautiful and lovable, but his anger has
already taken over his heart.

His food became tasteless, he hated to see
beautiful girls cry.