“Keep talking” Charly said pinching Jumai, Obviously I wasn’t the only one that hated the suspense.
“Okay okay” Jumai said finally taking her hands off her face, “My prayers have finally been answered”, I guess she figured we still didn’t get the hint because we all just continued to stare at her, ” I’M PREGNANT” she screamed putting her hand on her tummy, “oh my gosh, congrats!” I screamed “Finally” I said.
We all rushed over to her side and took it in turns to hug her, I was so happy for her,after 5 trying years without a child she was finally having one, it was like a dream come true. She called me later that night to thank me specially for the role I played in making her pregnancy a reality, words can’t describe the joy I felt, the feeling is always a fulfilling one when your patients come back with good news and thanks.
The night ended on a good note, I went to bed happy but I was still a bit worried about Yemi, she was the only one that didn’t have much good news to share, Bayo’s disappearance after their wedding was turning her into a sad and grumpy old woman.
The next day, I literally had to drag her to church, she had wanted to sit at home wallowing in self pity and I wasn’t having any of that, “young woman get up and get ready for church” I said pulling her up from the bed, “you’re not the first Facebook maga and you won’t be the last” I teased as she scowled at me, “getting married to a gold digger is not the end of the world, there are children in Somalia who have not eaten this morning” I reminded her while she playfully kicked me.
Oh! I just realised you wouldn’t understand the Facebook maga joke, let me explain, before Yemi met Bayo she was a social network freak, she had been so bent on finding Mr Right that when he didn’t appear in person she decided to search for him online, that was how she found Bayo on facebook, I honestly can’t remember who made the first move, all I know is that I was skeptical about the whole thing, I thought it was too good to be true ,besides, they were moving too fast in my opinion. Don’t get me wrong,I have nothing against online dating, I know sometimes love is found in strange places but I think it should be done with caution because not everyone online is showing their “real face”, most of them live fake lives like Bayo.
By the time Yemi was done getting ready, we were already 30 minutes late, I hate getting to church late because I’m always a victim of overzealous ushers insisting I sit at the most awkward position possible and for some reason ushers have the talent of picking the worst seats ever in the congregation for you to sit. They didn’t fail to disappoint me as usual, when we arrived they made Yemi and I sit beside this man who wouldn’t stop coughing,the worst part was that he didn’t cover his mouth when he coughed, he was basically sharing bacteria blessings round the church. Halfway through the service, Yemi got up ignoring the usher and went to sit in a section far away from the man, I immediately knew why she did and as if to confirm my suspicion, she sent a message saying “I had to save myself from catching tuberculosis”, I chuckled to myself as I read the message, Yemi is such a clown, not everyone that is coughing has tuberculosis.
Tuberculosis is actually an infection caused by bacteria called mycobacterium tuberculosis, yeah I know the name sounds weird but most bacteria have weird names like that. It typically affects the lungs but can spread to other parts of the body like the brain and spine causing damage.
It can spread to an uninfected person when he inhales tiny droplets containing the bacterium released into the air when an infected person coughs or sneezes although it usually requires prolonged close contact with an infected person to contract it. I guess you can see that there is no way on earth Yemi could’ve gotten it from the poor man even if he had it, she was just being a drama queen,however, in her defense, the man should have covered his mouth while coughing, instead of being generous with his bacteria.
“Don’t worry even if you get tuberculosis, I’ll give you some drugs to treat it, besides you’ve had the vaccine so you’re protected, stop moving round church like a yo-yo and concentrate on the service” I joked in my reply to her message.
I enjoyed the service that day and so did Yemi despite the tuberculosis episode. On our way home from church I noticed a black Mercedes car had been following us but I assumed it was my imagination, it kept appearing and disappearing from my rear view even after 10minutes of driving and taking several turns, I became uncomfortable and decided to let Yemi know, “look at that black car behind us” I said tapping Yemi, “ehen? What about it?” She asked after turning back to look at the car, “abi you wan buy new car?” She asked sarcastically, “it’s been following us since we left church” I said, “in your dreams” She said rolling her eyes, “these kind of cars don’t follow cartons like yours around”, “Babe be serious for once” I scolded, “if you don’t believe me just watch and see what happens”, I turned right entering a side street and sure enough the car followed us all the way to the end of the street although it stayed a considerable distance behind us, “wow! I think you’re right” Yemi admitted, by this time, we were almost home, “i don’t think it’s wise to go home now” Yemi said, “whoever is in that car is obviously stalking us”, “you’re right” I replied taking another turn and heading back to the highway, but why would anyone be stalking us? What could they possibly want?…