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    you people are not trying

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    I sat on the bench for an hour shedding tears and wishing I did not find myself in this predicament.

    The nurse came and sat next to me as I wept.

    “Dear I’ve seen you crying for hours. Don’t you get tired?.. I’m sorry I don’t mean to be rude but I have never seen a woman so emotional. Instead of praying for your partner and keeping the faith, why are you crying?” She asked me.

    “I have been through too much” you would never understand..” I said.

    “I need you to tell me every single thing but first the patients bill has to be settled. Who is responsible for thar?” She asked.

    “I will settle it how much is the bill?” I asked.

    “You have to go to the accounts office. I can take you there” she said.

    With the help of the nurse I went to the Accounts office.

    The nurse explained that if all went well Atusaye may not need an operation, however, if their suspicions were right then he might have a dislocated knee.

    After I settled the bill I sat outside and got a pen to draft all that I had been through, starting from life alone up until I met Atusaye. It was a painful story to write.


    The nurse who spoke to me had just signed out of her shift and she asked me to take a walk with her around the hospital while we discussed.

    As I narrated my story to her, I noticed she was fighting back tears but she assured me that all would be well.

    Although she insisted that I go and pass a night at her house, I still wanted to be with Atusaye so I passed on the offer.

    The nurse directed me to a chapel within the hospital and I went there to pray. The whole night I offered Atusaye’s life into Gods hands and I asked for the grace of God to rest upon our lives.

    I constantly reminded myself of Jeremiah 33v3 and I called God holding him by his word and sincerely trusting that he would not fail me.

    After praying for so long and losing every strength I had left, I lay on the floor facing the altar as I went on singing praises.

    I heard someone walk into the chapel but I maintained my position.

    “I knew I would find you here” I heard the voice say.

    It was the kind nurse.

    “How are you madam and why are you back?” I asked her as I stretched myself.

    “Dear its morning, I have a morning shift” she said.

    “Is it?” I asked in shock.

    “Yes I knew you lost track of time, you look fatigued. Did you sleep?” She asked me.

    “No…” I calmly responded.

    “Dear I have good news for you but first sit here with me you look tired” she said as she sat on a bench.

    When I was settled she looked at me and smiled.

    “Your husband.. I mean your partner…”

    “Nurse you can call him my husband its fine” I corrected her.

    “Yes…. Your husband will not under go an operation. You must have really prayed because even I was in a state of shock when the doctor said that.” she said.

    “Huh?? Are you telling the truth??” I said with excitement as my eyes became teary.

    “There you go again dear… Why? Why are you crying?” She asked me as she put her hand on my shoulder.

    “I’m so sorry I don’t mean to… I’m just happy.. Please can I see him?” I asked in tears.

    “I will make a plan so your mother in-law does not see you. Now wipe your tears.. I will be right back” she said.

    The nurse hurriedly left and I waited patiently.

    She came in after a while and asked me to follow her.

    Atusaye was seated upright and I couldn’t believe it. He was still a little weak but was so happy to see me.

    I hugged him really tight and he cried on my shoulder, I couldn’t help but cry too.

    “Why did you leave my side? Even when I was weak, I could feel your presence and I was comforted by your presence” He said

    “Honey I may have left your side but i carried you with me. I have been in the hospital chapel praying for you.” I said..

    Atusaye and I were still in a hugging position.

    “Baby I’m weak but I will be OK, I promise you. I won’t leave your side” I heard him say.

    I helped him lay back in bed and I covered him half way. We held hands and talked. He was very happy although he was still weak.

    The nurse came in and said his mother wanted to come back in but Atusaye insisted that if she wanted to come in, she had to be OK with me being around.

    The nurse went and communicated this with her but she refused to come in unless I left.

    “Honey I think let me go outside. I will be back later let mum see you first” I said to Atusaye.

    “No honey don’t leave my side” he insisted as he held onto my hand.

    After close to an hour his mother and sister decided to join in and they sat. None of them said a word to me but Atusaye talked to me when he could.

    Often occasions his mother interrupted and asked me to shut up so Atusaye could rest but eventually Atusaye started another conversation and we got talking again.

    It was almost time for lunch and Atusaye asked me to go and get him food. He wanted okra and chicken just like the meal we had on our first official date.

    Luckily, the nurse offered her kitchen and she asked her brother to pick me up.

    I showered And changed at her house and quickly prepared the food.


    “Honey you’re back. I was waiting for you” Atusaye said with a smile.

    He looked much stronger and happy.

    The stares I was getting from his family made me nervous but I stayed strong for my dear Atusaye.

    After dishing the food Atusaye insisted that we eat together and I joined him on the bed as we ate.

    “Mum.. This is my wife” Atusaye said to his mother as ate.

    “Elo efyo cakulisha icipuba ici fikali” his mum said
    (Whatever charm this fool has fed you is really strong)

    I could see she was very angry but I did what I had to do and ignored her.

    “Honey can I give you some water?” I asked him.

    Atusaye’s sister rolled her eyes as I gave him water to drink and she got up leaving the ward angrily. I wish she understood that I was innocent in all this matter.

    Atusaye insisted that I go and rest at home that night and I went to sleep back at his hotel room. Things were looking good and I talked to him before i fell asleep. He insisted I go early in the morning so we have breakfast together.

    The following morning just like I promised, I was there on time and I got some breakfast from the canteen which Atu and I ate together.

    The doctor then suggested that Atu starts physiotherapy for at least 2weeks before he could be discharged.

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    That is good news but both of you still need to talk 2 find out what really happened that his family now hates you with so much passion

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    I think dia is more to dat family’s hatred on her,,,, she needs to find out wat really happened

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    God I’ll save him for u

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    u better stop crying an thing of how u I’ll act around thm

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    The week that followed I witnessed Gods grace, indeed we serve a mighty God.

    I had prayed without ceasing calling on God everyday. Indeed prayer without ceasing is the only solution to move stubborn mountains.

    Atusaye’s physiotherapy sessions went well and he was due for discharge. He was fine but the doctor suggested he does not return to doing strenuous exercise quickly. The wonderful nurse I met gave me her number and she promised to stand with me in prayer all the time. I found a mother in her that I never had. On the day of our flight I packed up everything and together with Atusaye’s family, we checked in at the airport.

    Atusaye’s mother and sister had become more polite after they saw the sacrifices I made. I paid off his hospital bill and I even hired the most recommended physiotherapist while we were in Nigeria. I believe all this change was as a result of the war I created in prayer. I prayed so hard even for our return to Zambia to be the beginning of new things.

    Our flight landed just in time to catch up with one of my enemies, just like God had planned it.

    That same day Stella was returning from the united states as a convict. Yes… A convict and police were ready to receive her at the airport. As we waited for our vehicle to come I heard a voice call my name. To my surprise it was Stella, she was between two police officers.

    She begged the officers to let her talk to me and she came where we were seated. Stella had been used by Shane to set me up. Well I can’t say “used” because they had something in common. They both wanted to see me suffer.

    Well as they landed in America Shane did not keep his word of giving Stella a better life hence she resorted to drug trafficking until she was finally caught on her way to Cameroon. All this happened within a period of one month. Karma is quick when you pray.

    Shane did not go unpunished either, his own punishment was being swindled by Linda Pitt. The clever Linda Pitt got away with everything. As they arranged to marry in America and live happily ever after, Shane sold the house and his belongings in Zambia including the Benz that was once mine. The money was forwarded to Lindas account in America before Shane could join her. Stella was the fool who followed Shane blindly not knowing he had planned to dump her there. Well they both had another thing coming because Shane damped Stella and Linda swindled Shane. All this news was narrated to me by Stella who begged the cops to give her a few minutes to talk to me. I was totally shocked. I just couldn’t believe my ears.

    I should have been angry but I truly felt pity so did Atusaye but Stella’s fate was no longer in our hands but the law.

    Atusaye’s mother knelt before me at the airport crying and asking for forgiveness when she learnt what Stella had done to me. Clara was very sorry too and she failed to forgive herself but I forgave her. I knew those crocodile tears were only because they knew Atusaye would not give up on me and either they accepted me or risked their relationship with him.

    I hadn’t talked to Ben my manager for almost a month so I decided to call him as soon as we arrived at Atusaye’s house. I wanted to let him know I was in town so he could make me available for upcoming projects. To my surprise Ben was not answering. I called everyone I knew who could link me to him and all I was told was that he had not returned from Nigeria. That came as a shock as he left Nigeria just after the awards.

    Atusaye advised me to put in a missing report and we did that together. The cops in Nigeria immediately started looking for Ben.

    The month that followed Atusaye and I usually went for walks together just to help him get better. Day by day he improved and he soon went back to his usual sports.



    I was just getting ready to go for my morning prayer walk, A habit I had adopted all through Atusaye’s illness. As i got ready, I received a call.

    “Halo honey are you home?” Atusaye asked me.

    “Yes I am actually..” I responded.

    “OK great.. I sent my driver to pick you up” he said.

    “I was just about to have my prayer walk can he come an hour from now?” I asked.

    “OK my praying woman. Make sure you pray for us” he said.

    I was a bit shocked because Atusaye had mentioned that he would be busy so I didn’t think he would call.

    I got my bottle of water and set off on my walk. That day I prayed for a lot of things but most importantly for Ben. I really hoped he was OK and would soon be back home. I felt responsible for his missing.

    After the prayer walk, I went home and got ready to be picked up. At the back of my kind I was imagining dinner because Atusaye liked to have lunch with me whenever he was free.

    I hurried to the gate just about the time Atusaye had mentioned. To my surprise Mr and Mrs Martin’s were in the car outside and I was so shocked.

    “Dear don’t be afraid..” Mrs martins said as she came to hug me.

    I was so happy, I loved that woman so much. I owed her a lot for saving me from my life. Mr Martin’s hugged me too and I got in the car. They were both happy and we talked all the way. I was still wondering what this was about though.

    “Atusaye will join us at the mall. There’s a new movie showing we thought you might be interested ” Mrs Martin’s said.

    I agreed but still wondered why we would be going to the cinema, was the movie so important? I just wanted to talk to them all night.

    “Mwansa we are here” I heard Mrs martins say to me as my eyes focussed on my phone

    “Oh ok” I said with a smile before packing my phone away.

    It was a bit chilly outside but the whether was just perfect. We got some corn at the entrance and then walked to the cinema which was already dark. People were settled inside and we found a slot on top where we could sit. I quickly got my phone to text Atusaye when we settled, I was so excited and I couldn’t wait to talk to him.

    “Mwansa the movie is about to begin” I heard Mrs Martin’s whisper to me.

    “OK mum”.. I responded.

    ” Mwansa.. I’m your sister ” she corrected me.

    At least that about her didn’t change. She was still as nice as I could remember. However, everything had changed. If i didn’t know better I would have thought she was American. What shocked me though was Israel’s song that started playing through the loud speakers of the cinema. The song “hold on” . This song always spoke to my heart.

    “What a coincidence” I thought as I softly sang along to the song and focussed on the screen that was just white.

    Suddenly some words came on the screen and they read:

    “I will still choose her… Any day, any time”

    “Is that the title of the movie?” My blonde self thought.

    The song was still playing on replay and I continued silently singing along. The large screen suddenly showed my picture while I was eating nshima. It was a photo taken by Atusaye on our first date.

    At this point, I couldn’t understand what was happening and I looked at Mrs Martin’s but she was very focussed looking at the screen and maintaining a smile. The next picture was me standing holding my award, it was taken in Nigeria. Then followed by photos I took with Atusaye in hospital and Many more photos followed that I took with Atusaye. I was an emotional wreck, tears ran down my cheeks like the victorial falls. It certainly wasn’t my birthday so what was this surprise for?

    I felt Mrs martins touch my hand as it rested on my lap.

    “Brace yourself” she whispered.

    As the last photo came to a pose I heard a voice through the speakers say”ladies join me in asking the most beautiful woman on earth to marry me”..

    It was still dark as Atusaye’s words echoed through the speakers.

    “Mwansa Yande my Queen… Make me the happiest man alive by officially accepting that ring on your finger. Please be my wife…..” Atusaye said through the speakers.

    Suddenly the lights went on and I saw Atusaye standing in front with a bunch of roses and he slowly knelt down. I walked to the front very nervous, shaking and crying. All attention on me in the cinema.

    I couldn’t utter the words but I just nodded my head and he removed the ring and asked me again before he slipped the ring back on my finger. The people cheered so loud almost like it was a football match.

    We hugged really tight and kissed right there in front of the crowd. My Atusaye finally asked me to marry him.

    Atusaye held the microphone and said…

    ” thank you fresh view cinemas for making this possible and thank you everyone present here for accepting to take part in my engagement. Thank you so much and goodnight”

    When we stepped outside, I saw Clara and Joy and they came to hug me.

    “Congratulations” they screamed.

    I couldn’t believe it, seeing Joy again felt so good. That wasn’t the end of the surprises. Atusaye presented me keys as we walked to the top car park from the cinema.

    Yes, keys to a brand new Jeep white in colour with a red ribbon on top.

    I was jumping up and down like crazy and thankfully Atusaye had hired a professional camera to capture the moment. l

    And to think that I was almost giving up. Oh what a mighty God. WHAT A MIGHTY GOD.. !!!!


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    Oh! A Mighty God Indeed, Am so happy for u, Nwasa

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