VIRGINITY SHOWED THE WAY

BASED ON A TRUE STORY

“Get the ambulance; please someone should call for ambulance”.

“Oh lord please help, noooo don’t move him, he has lost so much blood”

“Ohhhh my legs , someone please help me!!! And I was told not to travel, is the driver still breathing, I don’t know, just get the phone and call. Where is my wife, is she breathing”

“I want to see my baby, is she ok”

“Ooohhhhhhhhhh, ehhhhhhhhh, this is terrible”.

SEVERAL YEARS AGO

In my ten years of practice, I had never taken a bold step into a serious relationship considering what happened between my mum and dad- Divorce. Any child from a broken home is perceived to have two of everything but in my own case, I had only from my mum and she made sure I made her proud. What baffled me was the way she talked about my dad all through; she never said anything hateful despite all he did to her.

I learned to be affectionate from her and my conclusion there and then was- when a man is goodly hearted, no circumstance can stand as a compromise. My mum of course was fine without my dad because she had her job. My advice to every lady out there, no matter what you do,  get something going. I credit my mum for her self-actualization because the divorce was unable to pull any strand from her skin.

I was done with med school and all the ceremonies that accompanied it. My mum was there all along encouraging and assisting. I could remember one of the days she subjected me into the-no-go-area-talk. “Franl, when am I going to meet my daughter-in-law to be?”  She asked over the meal. “Mum, I have told you soon enough, just keep praying for me, besides I am yet to settle down” I explained. 

“But waiting for things to be better to do things will only make room for not doing things” she pursued further. “Mum you know better. I don’t want my marriage to end like… “ I stopped, seeing the pained look on her face. “Mum, I am sorry, I don’t mean to hurt you, but we both know I can’t afford to miss it. Just a little time, that’s all I ask for”. I pleaded. I stood then walked to her side, and placed my hand on her shoulder; that lightened her up. “I know things will work out fine” she said calmly.

Couple of months after; I got a placement in one of the most influential hospitals and it came with a nice apartment and a ride. Life started on top gear and I was ready to navigate. A quick one into my spiritual life.

 I attended a living church (very popular so I won’t like to mention). I was a worker in my church. My pastor and I loved each other so much he brought me close to his family. The love I got from him could not be compared to the ones I got from his wife and children.

I thought I had escaped the marriage talk from my mum, only for my pastor to pick the wheels. I was in his office one day and he interrogated me. “Bro Franl, what you are saying in essence is that there is no sister in this church that has captured your heart?”

TWO YEARS LATER

Life continued for me and things were super grade A awesome. I was on a night call. The regular practice for me was to either read or watch movie if my attention wasn’t needed. When it was, one of the nurses called me to attend to the patient that was rushed in. I dashed out of my room to see the patient. Lo and behold, before me laid an angel; dying.

The thought of lives lost flooded my heart and my head started pounding. Aside been a cardiologist, I could function in other aspect of medicine, but I had my major. She was rushed in unconscious and after nebulizing her, I wrote the test that needed to be done. Pregnancy was negative. “husssh” I exhaled with relief. How has that got to affect me anyways? The result came out and she tested positive to cerebral malaria. 

This is a kind of malaria that affects the brain so she had tried self-medication for the wrong sickness. My call that day was spent in her ward.

Nurses kept telling me to leave her to their care but I wouldn’t have any of it.  Few days later, she was okay to leave. I deliberately changed my call to favour the day she would be discharged. She was still weak in a way and for that; my heart went out to her.  I was with her while she laid on her bed. “You should be careful next time Famik, we almost lost you”. I mustered.

She was discharged. Few days later, a Sunday; I was welcoming the first timer and there she walked majestically beautiful towards me, she swayed graciously and I almost dropped the mic. After the service, I blocked her and from there I got to know she was on holiday visit to her sister, she told me she was in her third year in the university. Where had she been all the while?

In no time we started our relationship and for me, it was the beginning of a new life, old things passed; life just begun. A man would never know the capacity of sacrifice he could make until he fell in love. I became a new creature. In no time, I introduced her to my pastor and then my mum.  

She meant everything to me. As a medical doctor, I had files of beautiful ladies but never would I consider any.

Whoever is familiar with medical profession will understand with me that it takes extra effort to date any lady outside your field because your female colleagues are the ones you are exposed to; right from med school, to housemanship ; then practicing. 

I had never loved a woman the way I loved Famik. I could describe her as God sent because it was well arranged for me. I wouldn’t know if it was divine but it all happened fast and furiously loving. As a cardiologist, I have seen a lot. The conclusion for me was not to get too entangled with anyone so as not to experience the pain of losing your loved ones as half of cadavers in the morgue are as a result of heart related complications.

We talked about everything and then I got to know she was a virgin. She was in my place on a visit and then we got webbed in romance. I was carried away, you know that feeling right? It only takes an impotent man not to stand tall whenever his cookie is close by. She stopped me from going further and then I concurred. “I am a virgin” she breezed into my ears. The effect that word had on me left me unavoidably hard for three days. “God, is this how You work?”. I soliloquized in my office.

A YEAR DOWN THE LINE

Since she was in her third year when we met, we both agreed to wait till she finished with her studies. Kaduna was like moving from my backyard to the living room.  

Six months later, I had an appointment outside the country and it was going to take the next three months. I almost turned it down but Famik encouraged me to go. Did I mention that aside the fact that Famik was a decent girl; she was also a prayer champion. Many at times she stood in gap for me and then there were testimonies to share. I left Lagos for London and each day, my heart longed to be with the woman I could die for. While I was away, we started the planning process for our engagement.

The trip was a success. I did not mention it to Famik that I would be coming back before the end of my appointment. I missed her so much I lost concentrations.

NOW

My car was with the mechanics and it didn’t look like he was going to deliver it soon. I had to visit Famik. I went straight to the garage to board the bus and we were on our way. We were twenty minutes close to Kaduna then the bus lost control, the speed was high and all I did was pray. I had to make that journey; I consoled myself, as long as I would be seeing my love.

We ran into a ditch. Long story short; it was three out of twenty five passengers that survived. I was fine, nothing went wrong. I objected to any medical treatment as all I had in mind was to see Famik.

It was exactly 2:00 O’clock A.M. I dragged myself to her door. I exhaled. Then I could hear the sound of love making. No, it’s not my Famik. I knocked the door then I heard her moaned “I’m Cumming”!!! "Yeah ! baby cum for me" the guy screamed  

I tried to calm down; waited for fifteen minutes and then she managed to open the door after Cumming. She was shocked to the bone. Her confession was, she had been having sex from age ten and then she deceived me all along. What if I had died in that accident?

 The man whose story is written above is now happily married and out of the country; All to the glory of God and for that sister, we know nothing of her anymore.

story written by :omolarawrites

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