Hell School

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Stella, my sister who will be rounding up with meds school the following year also called to let me know that she was coming.

I really wanted to have some private time with Oby alone, my sister will interrupt alot of things.

I wanted Oby to feel at home and be happy since is her first time visiting me.

Stella has always spend most holidays at my side, she was used to Abuja lifestyle and knows all my friends.

Jerome was making move on her back then but I warned him off.

He should stay clear from my sister and he respected himself.

Jerome was a womanizer and doesn't value women.

He believes he can use and dump anyone he pleases because he has the money, sweet catchy tongue and fashion sense.

And unfortunately, ladies fall cheaply for his charms.

If not that Oby was coming, Stella would have been making arrangements of flying down.

But she will have to travel home. My parents were also based in Lagos, she should spend the holidays with them or with my cousins.

Stella is the baby of the house and the only girl, my elder brother Mike was married and live abroad with wify and daughter. 

We're just three and my Dad is expecting me to get married soon which I also want to but it all has to wait until Oby is through with school.

My people does not know about Oby or the fact that I'm sponsoring her in school.

They only know I have a woman who is studying.

I use her picture as my display picture sometimes on w******p and Oby has always used mine too.

She even idolize me on her status almost all the time

Calling me all sorts of sweet name even names like "cute hubby"

At the right time, I will introduce her properly to my parents but not yet.

Maybe when she is about graduating.

I'm happy that a year has gone already and her 20th birthday is around the corner.

I will spoil her with so much love and gift when she comes.

I found a means to dismiss Stella and she didn't bother me again.

I'm looking forward to spending quality time with my future wife.

I was very happy that I began counting days to her coming.

I was at the bus park waiting for her arrival that evening.

I have been communicating with her before deciding to drive to the park.

It was around 7pm their bus finally arrived.

I waited patiently until she came down from the bus looking all exhausted.

She rushed into my open awaiting arms as we embraced each other.

It was just a hand bag and little handy box which cannot take more than two cloths due to it's portability.

I picked it up and led her to where I parked my car, which was outside the bus park.

That Saturday, I have tidied up the house even more although my house is always well kept.

I hates dirts and dislike when things are in disarray.

I also stocked up the house with every necessary thing starting from food and toiletries.

I was not much of a great cook but I know I cook well enough.

I can prepare most of the everyday delicacies.

I learnt well from my Mom and later chef John, who my parents employed back then and he worked happily almost all his youthful life for us.

For over ten years before getting married and my parents did a big sent forth for him because he was like a family and carried out his Job perfectly.

My Dad settled him well as he got married and moved to a different state.

Chef John coached and brushed my cooking skills. All thanks to him and my Mom too who never fails to carry out the kitchen duties whenever she is not working in the hospital.

I made food vegetable soup, fish and also chicken stew and kept. I can easily boil rice or spaghetti whenever we gets home. I stocked up my fridge with drinks, fruits and other necessary things which includes white and brown chocolates because Oby ones said she loves eating chocolate.

We got home almost 9pm due to few minutes traffic we encountered here and there.

Life in Abuja is alot easier when it comes to traffic, especially weekends.

I lived most part of my life in Lagos before relocating down here.

We probably could have gotten home around pass 9 or even 10pm if this was Lagos.

Oby looks tired when we arrived, I asked her to freshen up and she will feel lot better.

I quickly put rice on fire first.

I showed her the bathroom, told her if she need my help I'm right in the sitting room.

She thanked me gladly as usual as she went into the room, took the towel I left for her on the bed, tired around her chest and went into the bathroom.

I also dropped one of the nighty i got for her few days ago on the bed.

She was very happy when I showed it to her.

Before she will finish bathing and getting dressed, the rice was almost done.

I brought out the two stew I made and a boiled rice in different bow to my mini family setting dining table.

We sat to eat, she ate hungrily and I was happy watching her eat 

She was obviously enjoying the food and it makes me happy.

I was equally eating on the same dining with her but not because I was hungry.

I have only eating since 2pm that afternoon and wasn't really hungry.

Having Oby around filled me up with joy.

She thanked me for the food as she stood to clear the table but I asked her to leave it for me to do, she should rather go and relax in the sitting room and watch some movie.

She insisted in clearing it or assisting me in doing it, I allowed her.

We cleared up the table together and I asked her to go and relax, she need to rest from her long journey.

She thanked me again and left.

I tidied up the kitchen, wash off the dirty dishes because I don't like leaving dirty dishes or the kitchen untidy till the following day

After I was done, I came out to the sitting room and Oby was there.

She was lying in one of the cushion and sleeping.

I wondered why she didn't go to the room.

I tapped her gently and she awaken in the second tap and stood up.

I led her to the room to lie down while I went to refresh.

Finished up from the bathroom, turned off everything before going to bed.

Since is a two bedroom flat, I thought of using the other bedroom so that Oby can get an adequate rest and not feel uncomfortable with my closeness since is her first night at my place.

But watching her sleep beside me will give me an utmost pleasure

I quietly climbed the bed beside her, it was almost 12 midnight.

She was sound asleep, I looked from her chest and down to her legs.

I felt like cuddling her up in my arms for the first time, kissing her and having her all to myself tonight.

The urge to do that was high but I cautioned myself and turned away from her.

Oby was going to be my wife, there is no need to start fantasizing over her.

Oby was my virgin bride, how Lucky I was to have her.

When the time is right or whenever she feels ready then I will also be ready. I looked forward to that day.

I covered her properly with a duvet due to the air condition.

I have always say a night prayer before bed, it has become a habit which was planted at a very tender age by my Mom.

No matter how tired I am, I still managed to say few prayers before sleeping off.

I sat up from the bed, say a prayer and also thanked God for Oby's safe journey.

 within few minutes I also dozed to the dream Land.

While asleep, I'm always sensitive to my environment, I was hearing sounds but I was deeply asleep and thought it was coming from my sleep.

But I suddenly woke up and it was Oby, she was tossing and turning from the bed.

I tapped her gently and called her name, as I assumed she was probably having a nightmare.

She later quiet down as she went back sleeping.

I turned off the air conditioner which wasn't high before but Oby may not be used to it.

The weather was not that hot, is was just okay.

I removed the duvet which I used to cover her earlier so that she doesn't sweat.

I put it aside, went back to bed after checking the time and it was pass 2am. I went back sleeping but I was awoken again for the second time.

This time around it wasn't a noise like previous or from nightmare it was rather something more strange.

One part of my pajamas was wet, that's strange. It was soaked with water

Where did water gets into the bed, how come?

I touched the bed and it was all wet.

I was shocked. Because this is way too strange, I haven't experienced such before.

I quickly sat up from the bed, surprisingly Oby was also up.

I turned on the light, as I kept wondering what was going on.

I saw the duvet I kept aside on the bed, she was obviously trying to use it to cover up the water.

"Are you alright...?

That was the first thing I asked.

She kept quiet and kept staring at me without word.

Was she thinking I was the one that poured water on the bed?

What exactly is going through her mind. I can't possibly do that when I'm not crazy.

I asked her to get up so that I can cross check how the water gets into the bed.

But she hesitated at first, I asked again if she was alright but no reply.

I try to touch her and she dodged my hand.

What's going on? I thought within me. The bed and duvet was messed up by some strange water, how is this possible. Or could it be all a dream.

No, it was not dream, it was happening for real.

I asked her again to kindly get off the bed, she hesitated again before she slowly climbed down.

She stood troubled and looks scared.

Her new nighty was soaked and just then the wrenching smell of urine greeted my nose.

The realization hit me right then, it was not water rather urine.

I quickly turned on the air condition. I knew she must be feeling troubled after the mess which is obviously not deliberate.

I did not want to do anything that will make her feel bad than she was already feeling.

I led her to the bathroom and asked her to wash off herself then wrap herself with a thick towel.

I left her in there to avoid embarrassing her further, I returned to the room, pulled off the bedsheets, put it all aside with the duvet inside a big laundry bag.

I lifted the bed to a standing position, quickly try to clean off the urine smell with soap, air freshener inside the water and a dabbing sponge.