PART 6 (FINAL)
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Pastor Coker did not make any mention of what happened to Esther’s husband. They had not talked much about the fight nor the effects of it. The Cokers’ had not even allowed her to extensively explain anything about the event. The old couple had only done what the Spirit had led them to do, and they bade her goodbye by acting very strange, and if not for that, she would have sought their help in finding out which hospital her husband was rushed to.
As Esther drove back home, half of her felt happy inside, like a burden had been lifted from her heart, but her other half was concerned about her husband’s health. Where is he now? She began to fidget, concluding quickly to check out the nearest and biggest hospital in the hotel area where her mother-in-law could have driven him to.
She didn’t allow the long queue at the reception to distract her when she flew into the hospital hall, Esther hurried quickly to the receptionist’s desk,
‘Good afternoon.’ She greeted, and a lady in nurse’ uniform responded with a smile, neglecting the restive grimaces on the faces of the other patients on the queue. ‘Please did any woman rush a young man into this hospital around ten o’ clock this morning?’
‘Let me check ma… What is his name?’
‘Dento’ Esther said briefly, and without much thought, she added his other name which was now hers too, ‘Chukwu.’
Esther watched impatiently as the nurse checked through a list of files on her table, and a disapproving look on her face when she returned her gaze towards Esther revealed that she couldn’t find the name.
‘Not here ma’am.
Why not you call him to know where he is?’
Esther swallowed her disappointment for some moment, realizing again that she had left her phone at the hotel in her haste to pursue her mother-in-law.
‘Madam, wetin be your own naw! Do quick make aunty nurse attend to another persin naw!’ A man roared from the queue, followed by other supportive murmurs.
‘Thank you.’ Esther said firmly to the nurse and retreated to her car. The short walk towards her car was occupied with several fearful thoughts that ran through her mind suddenly. By the time she got to her car, Esther had already concluded heading straight to the hotel first where she could get her phone and put a call through to the older Chukwus’ line.
In less than seven minutes, Esther was at the hotel. She was sure she didn’t need to ask the hotel receptionist for the room key because she hadn’t locked it. And indeed, when she got to the door, she met it half opened – the same way she left it.
Esther wished she would meet her husband sleeping in the room. There was a possibility in that thought, because the little experience Esther had when she was a member of Red Cross Society in Form Two, had helped her separate deep wounds from minor fractures at first sight and she knew Dento’s case was minor. But that was only a wish anyway, and if wishes were horses, even beggars would ride. Esther pushed the door completely open, and took three confident strides into the first room, her steps became more tentative when her eyes darted at the dirt basket in the room and inside it were all the broken pieces of shiny glass and mugs that she had left littered there after the items had divided her husband’s flesh.
‘Is anyone in?’ She whispered daringly, simultaneously wishing she wouldn’t assume it was an hotel attendant, wishing she would conclude and confirm that it was Dento.
‘We were about leaving.’ Two adult voices emanated from the bathroom into Esther’s eardrums. When they came out, they were Mr. and Mrs. Chukwu.
Mrs. Chukwu had gotten a cut while parking the broken mugs, and her husband had perhaps been helping her with first aid in the bathroom.
‘Stay sir! Stay Ma!’ Esther yelled happily, not sure why she should feel happy.
Esther had assumed that the old couple would be mad at her for treating her husband as such, especially with the kind of mad anger the older woman left her with, and now that Esther was observing a strange friendly tone from Mrs. Chukwu, she wanted them to stay.
‘Esther. We had tried calling you, but later observed that you left your phone here.
The Doctor said your husband only had a minor fracture and all he needs now is rest. Dento himself pleaded that he wanted to be discharged today because he wants to see you. And my wife here. . .?’
‘My darling Esther,’ Mrs Chukwu continued the speech for her husband. ‘I am so very sorry about how I treated you today. I know you must have considered me a bad mother-in-law.
Dear. I am very very sorry, I was wrong to delve into your marital affair too quickly. Please forgive me. Please dear’
Who in my shoes wouldn’t forgive you ma? Esther asked inaudibly and she allowed herself to be wrapped in her mother-in-law’s motherly embrace.
It felt like an irony that the same woman who had been so hostile against her that morning was now happy with her. Esther liked it, but her curious eyes were busy searching the room for where her husband was. Soon, the same eyes that had cried that morning saw the full body of her husband laying comfortably on the bed, completely covered in the white cotton cover cloth.
The older couple soon took their leave and they even mildly resisted Esther from following the custom of seeing them off to the car park.
‘Stay with your husband’. Mrs Chukwu said happily, ‘Enjoy your honey moon!’
At the closing of the door, Dento jerked alive from dream.
‘Esther!’ He called impulsively, as his eyes darted at his happy bride soliloquizing and muttering happily at the door.
‘Yes dear! You are awake.’
Dento tried to sit up, and Esther ran towards him out of pity to pull him up comfortably.
‘There is something I need to tell you Dento’ She began, when he sat up properly.
‘I visited Pastor and Mrs. Coker today. I realized why I wasn’t in the same mood with you.’
‘I thought about it at the hospital too Esther. I arrived at only one conclusion.’
Esther became very curious to know what conclusion her husband reached, but her husband was equally curious to know if his guess was right.
‘And what conclusion was that?’ She asked inquisitively.
‘It appears you had been raped before.’
Esther closed her eyes at the mention of that, it should have felt sad to her ears, it should have made her cry that he knew, but she felt very happy at the fact that it wasn’t solely her burden anymore. She liked it. A problem shared they say, is half solved and she liked that she was now sharing it.
‘It was when I was in secondary school. I. . .’
Esther narrated the experience sadly, and they both fell into momentary sobs.
When she was done, he tried his best to give a warm embrace, but the pain in his head made it a funny embrace. Esther liked the partial hug, it felt like warmth on a very cold day.
‘I am sorry I didn’t know that at the outset. I shoudn’t have bothered you with my nonsense feelings.’ Dento said and they both smiled sadly, ‘Look here Esther. I love you so much, and even if you don’t want us to do it now, I would be patient. If you need to go through a therapy, I would gladly be supportively patient.’
Esther felt like the luckiest bride in the world. She had thought there was no man in the world that could support such patience, but here was her man, seriously declaring his endurance if she didn’t want it now. . . But didn’t she want it? – she wondered.
Esther suddenly realized she wanted something from him now too, and it wasn’t only limited to the emotional expressions which they just shared, she wanted him to do things to her; things that would ignite her emotions into stark reality, things that mouth couldn’t discuss.
Esther saw herself crawling unto her husband’s chest quietly, as if she was not the one controlling herself, she knew it wasn’t safe for his present health, but she didn’t think there would be any better time to start than now.
Dento didn’t say anything, he only allowed his index finger part her scarf, and as air entered her hair, Esther felt a soft touch on her silk top.
The buttons parted soon, and Esther wanted even more!
Her lips felt dry. Dento knew and took the advantage of that to fill his own lips in. He supped it like an okro soup and she found herself spooning and licking his too like a baby with a lucky lollypop.
She drew her hands closer to him and. . .
When he later drew her soo close, their bare chests touched, and Esther realized that this wasn’t rape; the boys that had raped her smelt of something strong, which she later realized was cannabis. But Dento’s smell was delicious – the pleasant odor of Malizia Uomo and she wanted him to smear it all over her so well.
Mesmerized in the feeling and act, that felt safe and great – Nothing felt better than it, and realizing how sweet she felt, Esther wished she would shout it from the mountain tops to all rape victims in the world, that if they could share their rape story with their genuinely concerned fiancé or fiancée. . . they’ll surely like it when the time comes to do it right!
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