The miracle I nee-d 2 Episode 15

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EPISODE 15

“Isn’t this too sudden. Why not stay until the weekend?” Kathleen asked her mother with a frown after she changed out of her work clothes, and joined her in the living room as she arranged her bag.

“How is it too sudden? I don’t blame you. It is because you’re not married yet so you don’t un-derstand what it means for a woman to leave her husband and children by themselves for a week,” her mother said with a hiss as she kept folding her wra-pper.

“Wahala for who never marry,” Isioma said as she walked into the be-droom ma-king her mother throw the folded wra-pper at her.

“Stupid girl!” She hissed at her, while both Kathleen and Isioma laughed.

“So what about Isioma? You’re not going back with her? I suppose you’ve heard from the hospital? What did the doctor say?” Kathleen asked when she noticed that her mother was only folding her clothes into the bag.

“I’m not going back with her. We received a call from the hospital today, so Chidi carried us there. The doctor said the case is not as critical as we think, so he asked us to get some medicine, and he also asked that we modify her diet to a low-protein meal. I would have taken her back with me, but he asked that she comes to the hospital at least once a week so he can monitor her progress,”

“Thank God o. So what about the medicine? Did you have enough money on you to buy them?” She asked curiously.

“For where? I bought only two. I was hoping you can buy the others if you have money, then when I get home your father will s£nd you p@rt of the money,” she said, and Kathleen nodded.

“No problem. Just give me the prescription list he gave you, and then you will tell me more about the low-protein diet so I can know how to be cooking our food,” Kathleen said.

“I will do that after I talk to my in-law…”

“Your in-law?” Kathleen asked as though she didn’t hear her mother well.

“You heard me right. Make sure you don’t scatter everything once I travel. I want to hear that you both her getting married,” her mother warned, ma-king Kathleen roll her eyes.

“I will go and speak with him once I am done arranging these clothes. I want him to permit you to be taking your sister to the hospital once a week after I leave,” her mother said.

“No nee-d for that. He alre-ady permitted me,” Kathleen rushed to as-sure her. The last thing she wanted was for her mother to talk to Pete. She didn’t trust this woman with her words.

“No problem. I will still speak with him before I leave,” her mother insisted stubbornly ma-king Kathleen sigh.

“Okay. But just don’t go there and say anything that will emba…” She st©pped when her mother raised a brow at her, as though waiting for her to complete her statement before snapping at her, “Sorry.”

“Sorry for yourself. Do I blame you? It is because I’m in your house helping you get a husband. If I was in my husband’s house you won’t say I’m embarras-sing you,” she hissed at Kathleen, ma-king her sigh.

“I didn’t mean it like that nau. Don’t be offended,” Kathleen pleaded, but her mother ignored her.

Once Kathleen’s mother was done arranging her bag, she ignored both her daughters who were now busy with their phones as headed for the be-droom to drop the bag.

Ten minutes later she was seated opposite Pete in his living room, “I want to thank you for leaving your door open to me and my daughter since we got here, I’m grateful,” she started with a smile, “I also wanted to inform you that I will be going back first thing tomorrow morning because I nee-d to take care of other things at home,” she explained.

“Isn’t it too soon? I was hoping you would be around for her birthday next week,” Pete said with a sigh. He had been hoping that Kathleen would be able to convince her mother to stay back, but now that it was obvious her mother was leaving in the morning, he felt the nee-d to talk to her.

“I can’t. Both my husband and my last child keep calling me every chance they get, so I nee-d to go home,” she said with a small smile that told him she missed home too.

Pete let out a sigh, “I don’t know if Kathleen has told you… But we are in a relationsh!pnow,” Pete started.

“You are?” She asked feigning surprise, even though Pete knew without a doubt that she was aware alre-ady.

“Yes. And I want to know if I have your blessing to propose to her,” Pete said, ma-king the woman’s eyes go round in surprise.

“Propose?” She asked in disbelief. Of course, she had expected him to want to marry her daughter, but not so soon.

Pete nodded, “I know it seems so sudden, but I don’t believe in wasting too much time. I love her and would love to make her my wife, with your permission,” He said, and the woman’sl-ips curved in a very wi-de smile.

“Even if you want me to propose to her on your behalf this night, I would do so,” she joked, ma-king Pete bur-st into laughter.

“Well, you are a very good man. And in as much as I like you a lot, and will be happy for someone like you to marry my daughter, it is her decision to make. You have my full support as long as she accepts you,” Kathleen’s mother said with a proud smile.

“Thank you very much ma,” Pete said with a happy smile.

“You’re welcome. I know my daughter can be very naive and stubborn, so just let me know if she starts misbehaving and I will put her in order,” she promised.

Pete chuckled at that, “I’m sure I can handle her. Thank you,” he said with a polite bow, and then remembered what Kathleen had said about Isioma.

“If I may ask, what did the doctor say about Isioma?” Pete asked in a concerned tone that warmed her heart. This one was going to be a very good son-in-law.

She relayed the information which she had told Kathleen to him, “I hope you can allow her to leave work to take her sister to the hospital for the weekly appointments?” She asked him politely.

“There is no nee-d to ask me. I don’t mind taking them both to the hospital myself,” he as-sured her, and she smiled happily.

This trip had been more successful than she thought possible. She could return home knowing that both her daughters were in good hands. Isioma was going to be fine health-wise, and soon Ngozika would be married to a wonderful man like Pete.

“One more thing, plea-se you can’t tell her about the proposal…”

“Of course! You have nothing to worry about, trust me,” she said with a big smile, wishing she was going to be here to see her daughter being engaged.

Later that night Kathleen’s mother walked into Kathleen’s room and sat on her be-d, “Ngozika,” she called softly as she tapped her to wake her up.

“Mummy? Is something wrong? Why are you still awake?” Kathleen asked without opening her eyes. She knew it was late at night because she had been with Pete until almost midnight before returning inside and it had taken her some time before she finally dozed off.

“Everything is okay. I just want to talk to you since I will be leaving in the morning,” her mother said, ma-king Kathleen wonder what else she had to say that she hadn’t said in all the time she had been in the house.

“What is it?” She asked as she reluctantly sat up and ru-bbe-d her eyes sleepily before picking up her phone to check the time. It was just some minutes past 2 in the morning.

“I just want you to know that although I’ve always been ha-rd on you to get married, I’m very proud of you for remaining decent. I often felt like I had to push you and keep you on your toes so you don’t forget that you’re a lady and nee-d to settle down. But seeing how well you handled yourself and the kind of man you finally accepted into your life, I have to admit that you were right in waiting for God’s time. However, I nee-d you to be wise.” Her mother st©pped and waited for the words to sink in first.

“Since you like your Bible so much I will use your Bible to talk to you. You know one thing the story of the ten vir-gins teaches us? It teaches us that it is possible to be a Christian, and also be a fool. Being a v!rg!nis not enough. Being a decent Christian lady is not enough to keep a man. What you nee-d most is wisdom. Ask God for it, and when you receive it apply it,” her mother paused once again to make sure Kathleen was following all she was saying.

“Did you hear everything I said?” Her mother asked.

“Yes, I did,”

“Make sure you respect Pete. I will tell you something you don’t know. Men want respect as much as they want love. There will be no point in telling a man you love him if you don’t show him respect. Always show him you respect him. Don’t be quarrelsome, don’t be a nag, listen to him, and try to un-derstand what he is saying before you speak back. A woman that wants a peaceful home must learn how to control her temper and her ton-gue. If you treat your man like a king, he will in turn treat you as his queen. Men are big babies, pamper him and you will have him eating from your hand and doing things the way you want it done. Dress nicely. Remember what I told you before? Men are moved by what they see, so try to always dress up in a way that keeps his eyes on you. This your hair that you are refusing to care for, make sure you get it done this weekend. It is one thing to attra-ct a man, and it is another thing to keep the man attra-cted. I’m telling you this, you have to pay more attention to your looks now,” her mother advised.

Kathleen didn’t know what to make of her mother’s late-night advice. Was she telling her this because of her relationsh!pwith Pete? Shey, it was a normal relationsh!plike every normal person goes into? Why was her mother ma-king a big deal out of it as if she was getting married?

“I’ve told you all I have to say. I hope you un-derstand?” She asked, and Kathleen nodded.

“Good. Finally, make sure you look after your sister very well. And as for Amanda, love her as you would treat your own child. That child loves you a lot,” her mother finished with a yawn, “I’m going to sleep now, so you can return to be-d. Goodnight,” she said before standing up.
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“I’m going to miss you,” Amanda complained as they all gathered around Kathleen’s mother who was getting re-ady to leave the next morning.

Kathleen’s mother smiled at her, “I’m going to miss you too my child, but I have to go and take care of my husband and children before someone else will help me do the job. At least you still have Isioma with you,” She said as she patted Amanda’s hair fondly.

“Abi I should follow you?” Chidi suggested ma-king the woman laugh out loud.

“Chidi my guy, thank you for keeping me entertained. I’m sure I will see you again very soon. plea-se take care of my girls,” she said as she embr@ced him while Pete placed her bag inside the booth. He had offered to drop her off at the park on their way to the office, while Chidi and Isioma would drop Amanda off at school with the other car.

“Isioma, make sure you take your medicine and don’t forget what the doctor sa…”

“I know. You have been reminding me of that since last night. Don’t worry I won’t forget,” Isioma interrupted as she embr@ced her.

“And you Ngozika, make sure you behave yourself. Remember everything I told you last night,” she said, even though they were entering the same car.

“I’ve heard you,” Kathleen as-sured her before getting into the car since Pete was seated in the car alre-ady.

“Good. Amanda my baby, I will miss you so much,” she said, looking at Amanda one last time.

“Who is going to make my hair now?” Amanda asked with teary eyes as she struggled not to cry.

“Don’t worry, either Kathleen or Isioma can make your hair. When next I visit I will make your hair too,” Kathleen’s mother as-sured her as she wiped her tears and embr@ced her one more time before getting into the car.

Amanda, Chidi, and Isioma stood by the side waving at her as Pete drove out of the compound.

“I would have preferred for you to take a flight directly to Warri, but Kathleen said you don’t like flying,” Pete said, ma-king Kathleen’s mother give her a sharp look.

When did she ever tell her daughter that she didn’t like flying? Kathleen’s mother wondered, “It’s fine. I’m gradually working over my phobia for planes. I might just take a flight down here the next time I visit,” she said with a smile, ma-king Pete turn to look at Kathleen who quic-kly turned to look out of the window. So she had lied.

Pete drove into the garage where she was to take a GIG bus down to Delta and got out of the car to help her get her bags out of the car. He walked ahead of mother and daughter to go get the bus ticket for her, and then helped her place her bag in the bus since it was almost filled up and re-ady to leave.

“Thank you very much,” Kathleen’s mother said with a smile as she walked up to him and took the bus ticket from him.

Pete di-pped his hand into his pocket and brou-ght out some crisp one thousand naira notes, “plea-se have this. That’s the money I would have used to book your flight,” he said giving Kathleen a pointed look.

“No o, you don’t have to give me money. There is no nee-d,” Kathleen’s mother protested as reached out and took the money from him, ma-king Kathleen shake her head in embarras-sment.

Pete stifled the urge to laugh as he allowed her to get into the bus, “Thank you very much for everything ma. We nee-d to leave for work now. Have a safe trip,” he said as he stepped away from the bus.

He couldn’t appreciate this woman enough. He knew had she not come when she did, himself and Kathleen wouldn’t have gotten this far by now, Pete mused as himself and Kathleen waved at her before leaving.
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