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LOVE ON THE PULPIT – a novel
By: Pastor Taiwo Iredele Odubiyi
(Day 18)
Teni faced Mr. Dawodu and explained her predicament. “You’ve got to help me. What do I do?” She asked desperately. “I don’t want him to think I’m a snob!”
He kept quiet for a moment before answering. “Hmm, Olamide is someone with a mind … a sound mind, he can’t be pushed.”
There was a brief silence before Teni spoke. “But why is he Coker and not Dawodu?”
“Yes, my sister is Mrs. Coker.”
There was silence again.
“What do you suggest I do?” Teni asked.
“I think you should phone him and explain -”
“Phone him?” Teni was appalled at the suggestion. “As if I’m looking for a husband, or I’m begging?”
“No, that’s not the issue. You can phone, especially if you feel as he does that God is involved. When he came just now, he still talked about you, although briefly.”
Her eyes widened. “He talked about me? What did he say?”
“He just asked about your well-being. He wanted to know when you might be getting married and if I knew the man in the church. Why did you lie that you had someone?”
“I didn’t lie.” She said and then hissed. “It was … I don’t know. It was just a joke.”
“That was an expensive joke. In any case, he said he still feels that God spoke to him about you.”
“Do you think I’ve lost him?”
“I don’t think so.” He gave her a reassuring smile. “Or maybe I should say that I don’t know because he actually said he wouldn’t call you again. He was sort of irritated at your saying you didn’t want a pastor … but you can still call him.”
Teni leaned forward on her chair. “Let’s do it this way. I’ll phone him on Monday. Can you get in touch with him before then and explain to him that I didn’t realise he was your nephew, so that by the time I phone him on Monday, he will know why I’m calling.”
Mr. Dawodu agreed to do so and after talking for about fifteen minutes more, Teni left.
When Teni got back to her apartment, Moroun was anxious to hear the details. “Who was that?”
“You won’t believe it. That was Pastor Olamide!”
“You’re kidding!”
“I’m serious.”
“What? That was him?” Moroun asked in disbelief.
Teni nodded.
“Pastor Olamide?”
Teni nodded again.
“Is that his car?”
“Yes.”
“Osanobua!!! Unbelievable!!!” Moroun almost couldn’t believe her ears. “Where did you meet him? But … you said Dave!”
Teni sat down and explained while Moroun laughed.
In bed at night, Teni thought of the day’s events and how she had agreed to call Dave. Would that be the right thing to do? Should she get in touch at all? Would this not be like asking for trouble, considering her past experiences? Should she forget about him because she doubted she would be able to bear the hurt if they got serious only to break up?
Another concern was … would she be good enough for him? Immediately she countered the thought and began to confess – I am good enough for any good man. I am beautifully made and wonderfully packaged.
Something occurred to her. She got up to get Dave’s call card. She recalled Olamide’s cell phone number in her phone and compared it with the number on the card. They were the same! And she never knew! Why did it not occur to her before?
The following day, before the fellowship began, Mrs. Dawodu came to Teni who was sitting alone in their living room.
“My husband told me what happened.” Mrs. Dawodu said, laughing.
Teni frowned playfully, “Aunty, it’s not a laughing matter.”
Mrs. Dawodu chuckled. “It is! Isn’t it funny? Didn’t you tell us you couldn’t marry a pastor?”
“I’ve not said I’ll marry him.”
“Really? Do you want my husband to tell him you’re still not interested and he should move on?”
“He should do no such thing!” Teni said sharply.
They laughed.
Mrs. Dawodu spoke again. “This whole thing reminds me of what happened to a lady. She met a man who introduced himself as a carpenter and she lost interest immediately, only to discover later that the man owned a big furniture making company. But by then, it was too late. Did Olamide tell you about his family when you met him at your friend’s place?”
Teni shook her head. “He didn’t. What about his family?”
“Er … well, that’s not the issue. As I love to say, you people need to develop the eye of an eagle.”
Mr. Dawodu entered the room.
“Uncle, have you phoned him?” Teni asked.
He sat down. “Who? Olamide?”
Teni nodded.
He shook his head. “I did but couldn’t get through.”
“But I’m supposed to call him tomorrow …”
“Don’t worry, I’ll get in touch with him before then, you just go ahead with your own call.”
(To be continued.)
In this novel, you will realise the importance of being led by the Spirit of God.
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