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MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 8)

Tony knotted his tie whilst sipping some coffee. The night had been terrible, different night mares taunting him, he was awake 75 percent of the night.

He ignited his car, and Lara crossed his mind. Her beautiful eyes that widens when she’s scared was all he could see. He’s been just wicked to her, only God knows the story she’s telling his father now about him.

He changed his gear and sped on the highway.

He knew his father won’t spare him, he would take the company off his hand, collect all he has and worst of all disown him.

“Oh poo!” he rubbed his eyes.

He opened them lazily at first, then they popped out.

A madman was standing on the road before him, just a few yards away. He couldn’t stop the car cos he was moving at a high speed.

He expertly turned the steering wheel moving the car off the road.

The car swerved beyond control, he muttered some quick prayers, he was sure he would die. 

The car somersaulted throwing him out through the

window…

...

Lara giggled as she bit into her roasted chicken, she was having lunch with her in-laws. She felt joy surge through her veins, what more could she ask for? She felt loved by them. They were doting on her, most-especially her father in-law Chief Ifiora.

“I taught your mother in-law how to cook o.” Ifiora chuckled at her.

“well I taught him how to eat!” Amara said and they all burst out laughing.

Lara watched them as they laughed, they looked so much alike; happy couples she thought as she smiled.

“When I was a boy, I helped my mother in the kitchen.”

Ifiora said with pride.

“well that’s cos you liked it.” Amara replied.

“Not at all! I was an only child that’s why!” he defended

himself.

“Hmm…Tony Is an only child too, but can’t make himself

a mug of coffee.” Amara chirped cleaning her mouth

with a napkin.

Lara felt shivers run down her spine at the mention for

‘Tony’, she saw her father-in-law cringe too.

“Talking about Tony…” Ifiora’s voice became coarse.

“He couldn’t even call or do something…he’s expecting

me to call him right?” he shook his head.

“I guess so!” Amara made a face.

“Hmm, I’m going to teach him a lesson he’ll never

forget!” he basked like a lizard in the sun.

“Lesson? That boy is soooooo stubborn!” Amara said

with disgust.

Chief Ifiora’s phone rang loudly.

“A strange number…” Amara said giving the phone to

him.

“Hello?” he listened for a while.

“Yes you’re speaking with Chief Ifiora…”

he listened again.

“What?!” he rose to his feet.

Lara stopped eating, she wanted to know what was

happening.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming right away!” He ended the call.

“Darling get me my Jacket!” he told Amara.

“What happened?” Lara asked quitely.

“Oh, nothing really, just eat your food.” he forced a

smile.

“Ogini? What going on?” Amara appeared holding his

jacket.

He whispered something to her in Igbo, for once Lara

wished she understood Igbo.

“We need to go now! Lara take care!” Amara said

throwing a scarf round her head.

“Can I come with you?” Lara rose to her feet.

“No..you just take care, okay? We’ll be back soon.”

Amara said as she and her husband left through the

exit.

Lara sighed deeply as she heard them drive out of the

compound.

Definitely something is wrong some where….she

fidgeted nervously.

"You guys need to see what happened next"

...Watch out for Part 9.