I stayed up trying to round up slides for a presentation my team had at 9am. Should have done it earlier but for the entire Lola episode that had happened. I was already rounding up when I heard the knob of my door slowly squeak.
1:42am! Who would be trying to get into my room without at least knocking? Wait, why is anyone even awake by this time? God abeg, we’ve had enough drama for one week in this house. What is this one again? Good thing my door was problematic, so I had enough time to get ready for defense. Whatever that meant.
I was probably just exhausted and overreacting.
The door finally opened up and it wasn’t a burglar or whatever my hyperactive mind was imagining. It was Lola.
She walked into my room looking pale and distraught. I could see questions in her eyes, or was it hurt? I could not tell for sure what, but what I know is, the energy she came in with was green and heavy.
I rushed up from my chair and ran to her. She looked like she finally wanted to say something after hours of waiting and she chose me to speak to. What a privilege.
“Lollipop.” I held her on the shoulder and guided her frail and slow body to my bed.
“I don’t know what to do” and she broke down.
“Lollipop, you can’t keep crying. You are going to be sick at this rate and we can’t have that”
“I’d rather be sick”
“ Ah ah, Lola what kind of confession is that again. Which one is you’d rather be sick? “
Lola is usually very careful with her words, rarely would you hear her make a negative confession. She learnt that from her mum. Then in second year in Uni she found Christ for herself, joined one fellowship on campus and leveled up on positive confessions. So you see why these new words I was hearing were strange to me.
“Anything Barbs. Anything will be better that this dilemma I am in”
Wait, has she even spoken to her mum about all of this?
“Have you spoken to your mum about all of this?”
“She‘s the reason for all of this!” Lola snapped. “She says I can’t marry Bidemi, that he is not God’s choice for me”.
Now the tears that streamed from her eyes were angry tears and I was sincerely confused.
“I don’t understand, I thought she was okay with it and approved? Which one is this one again?”
“ She called me to Lagos to apologize for misleading me. That she didn’t wait to hear from God before she approved of Bidemi and I. Now she has heard from God that Shola is my husband”
Wooooooow! The ‘Shola’.
“I don’t know what to do Barbra”. She continued. “I love Bidemi, I don’t know Shola and my mum is never wrong.”
Wow! Just wow!
I had no words of encouragement, no solution, nothing. I just sat there staring at my friend, wondering how helpless she must feel.
It was now 3:10am. I had a job to be at, at 8am, a presentation for 9am, a team of 7 ambitious people banking on a slide I was yet to finish, and a sister in need of her sister. There was no way I was getting any sleep in, so I ruled it out.
“Have you at least said anything to Bidemi?”
Lola nodded. “We spoke on the phone.”
“As in, you told all these things to Bidemi over the phone?”
This was not Lola style, but a lot of things that had happened in the past few hours were not Lola’s style so it was easy to get it.
“ I can’t look at his face Barbs. I can’t. It’ll crush me”
And I got it, honestly.
“What did you say to him?”
“I told him that I couldn’t be with him any longer not because I didn’t love him, but because it wasn’t God’s perfect will”
She started sobbing again but she didn’t stop talking.
“I told him that I would be getting married to God’s perfect will for my life”.
With a flinch and a grimace, she put her hand on her chest like she was trying to stop it from falling to the ground. She was in so much pain and I could tell. But Lola would suffer any kind of pain for whatever she believed was the right thing to do.
“What did he say?”
She waited a while like she was trying to gain momentum to give me a response.
“ He said ….. he said he loves me, that I should get some sleep and he’ll see me in the morning”
She looked straight at me and said “ He wasn’t listening to me, he didn’t listen to anything I said. He said he loves me and hung up” . She collapsed on the bed and I went close to her and held her.
She wasn’t crying anymore. She was tired of crying.
“Your mum, how does she know that Shola is God’s perfect will for you?”
“She said she had one of those her dreams where I was walking down the aisle with a man. I looked happy and was all smiles, but the man had fangs and his mouth soiled with blood. Then she looked closely at me and saw blood on my neck, like I had been deeply cut. Then she also noticed that there was something like a pipe that connected us, and it sent dark fumes from the man’s body to mine. She said she knew immediately by revelation that the man was Bidemi”
Ha! What kind of horror film is this one now by 4am. But Mummy (Lola) is like that. That’s how she had a revelation that Lola and I shouldn’t take the first house were really wanted in Abuja but to wait for another one. We were pained, but a month or two later, we got news that the house was raided by gunmen and every living creature found there was killed.
That was when I began to fear the woman.
So now that she’s dreaming vampires, I am forced to think that, well…maybe…
“Ok. So how does she know Shola is the perfect will?”
“ She said that deaconess Deborah, one of the other women she prays with had a revelation and saw Shola kneeling before my mum while she blessed him and me I was standing beside her radiant in the glory of God”
I thought I heard Lola almost chuckle at this, or maybe it was my own chuckle in my head, but this Lola’s tragic drama was gradually becoming comedy to me.
I wanted to know more. Who was this Shola guy.
“ So, this Shola, where did he appear from?”
“ Shola’s is elder Owolabi’s youngest son. Last of five boys. All his sons are leaders in different parishes of my mum’s church. Shola just got back from Germany after eight years. He said he had a revelation that he should come back to his father’s house and take a wife who has been prepared for him from amongst his tribe”
“Annnnd, that wife is you?”
I looked at the clock.
5am! Woah! And I still hadn’t finished the slides. Good Lord!
I got up from the bed, walked to my table to attempt to at least round up before prepping for work. I opened my laptop and saw an email notification from my supervisor.
“Investors called to reschedule meeting to Thursday next week. 9am”
I don’t know what I felt in my body but it was cool and nice. Won’t He do it?
I immediately sent an email to HR calling in sick because, well, I was sick. Sleep deprived, stressed, and petrified. So yes, I wasn’t feeling too well.
I turned back to continue this story with Lola, but she had slept off like a baby. Then I thought to go have a bath and come in for my own sleep too.
I had barely made it out of the bathroom when I heard my phone ring.
Ah! Who is calling me at a few minutes to 6 biko?
I looked at my phone and It was Bidemi.
“Barbs, I’m sorry for waking you, but I’m at the door and Lola isn’t taking her calls “
Which Lola? Lola that was sleeping soundly. She didn’t even come to my room with her phone.
“Ok. I’m coming. But Lola is asleep though”
“Yeah it’s ok. I’ll wait for her to get up”
I opened the door and let Bidemi in. The other girls were still asleep.
“She’s asleep in my room”
“No problem, I’ll wait here”
He sat down in the living room.
I looked at him, saw his face and totally understood why Lola was avoiding it. These are not the eyes you look into and say you are not doing again.
I felt so bad for him but I didn’t know what to say.
I walked back to my room because well, the silence was kinda awkward and I didn’t know if this was a good time or appropriate occasion to offer kola. I just walked away.
I entered my room only to see Lola sitting up. She looked like she had a bad dream.
“Is Bidemi here?”
What?! How did she know that? Was his perfume that strong that it entered my room and woke her up? But I didn’t even smell it. Toh!
“Yes. He just got in. He’s waiting in the living room for you and I suggest you go and see him”
“Barbs, I can’t see him. I can’t bear to “
I understood, but I thought she needed to show him that much respect. So I betrayed her.
I sent a whatsapp message to Bidemi
“Come to my room and see her, she has refused to come out.”
In a second, there was a knock. I got the door and let Bidemi in.
Lola wasn’t elated but she had no choice. She then gave me a signal not to leave them alone in the room.
Errmm, not like I had planned to. In my own room. Ha.
I pulled my chair to the corner of the room, sat down and was pretending to press phone.
“Babe how are you? Look at your eyes, you look so stressed”
Bidemi used his fore fingers to brush her forehead as he sat down beside her. He sounded so calm like Lola hadn’t told him anything at all.
The said Lola sat there, completely avoiding eye contact.
“I called Ibrahim and asked for the week off for you. You need to rest. Also, brought you some painkillers. When it’s bright enough, I’ll order bubble tea. Ok?”
So, it’s this Bidemi that Mummy (Lola) saw as vampire in her dream. Hmmmm. Wonders.
“Bidemi there is no point to this. I can’t be with you because I won’t marry you. I’m marrying Shola”
Bidemi swallowed hard. He remained calm. The next thing that came out of his mouth wasn’t Who is Shola?.
Ah..even Lola looked up at him. We were all shocked.
“I don’t know who Shola is or what his name is doing in your mouth, but I feel so strongly that I shouldn’t bother myself with those details. I’m just going to ask you one thing”
He held her hand, she held his gaze.
“Lola, how do you know I am not God’s perfect will and that it is Shola?”
“ My mum had a …..”
Bidemi immediately cut her short.
“Your mum told you what God’s perfect will for you is?”
She bowed her head. Was it shame?
“Babe, since when did we start looking to man or woman as the case may be, to tell us what God’s will for us is? Do you not have a relationship with this God in question?”
Wait..Lola just called him Babe. This is hope, right?
“…My mum had a revelation and deaconess Deborah…”
Bidemi cut her short again
“ Omolola Ruth Akinifesi…”
Wow! Whole full names.
“…I don’t know why God is going around telling everyone but you what His perfect will for you is, but I also want you to be in that perfect will. Ok? So I’ll let you go…”
Every tear apportioned to Lola for her lifetime flowed down her eyes right here.
I’m not understanding again. Which one is I’ll let you go? Did this guy hit his head somewhere?
My eyes caught Lola’s hand, they were on Bidemi’s knee, trembling. Tears flowed. Noiseless sobs.
“…I’ll let you go and do your masters” Bidemi continued.
“It’s 18 to 24 months right? Don’t marry Shola, and don’t worry about me. Face school and hopefully within that time, God will come round to telling you directly who His perfect will for you is. I’ll wait”.
He stood up.
Lola struggled to speak as the pain choked her
“… I can’t let you pay for my masters If I’m not going to marry you”
“Lola, I am not paying for your masters to get marriage in return. I am doing it because what’s priority for me now is seeing you fly, and this will be wind beneath your wings”
Why the heck was I crying? I’m not Lola, I’m not Bidemi, but my chest was tight.
He turned to get out and I saw his face. His eyes were full but the tears refused to fall like he had threatened them.
“Take care of her”
He whispered to me and walked away.
Lola collapsed on the bed. She wasn’t moving. Just blinking with free flowing tears.
I cuddled her in bed and held her tight.
“Barbra what do I do? I’m confused”
I was confused too. I mean, Bidemi just came and made a world of sense. But it’s Lola’s mum we are talking about here. She has a history of accurate prophesies.
What should Lola do please?
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………inspired by true events.