Through the Waters 13

Sope scanned the aisles for what she was looking for. It was at the far right corner of the store. She walked briskly and picked up a pack and carefully hid it beneath the pack of biscuit in her shopping basket.

She eyed the till and decided to wait for it to clear up. There were five people there. She didn’t want them looking at her and judging her especially as she had no wedding ring on. She walked towards the medicine aisle, pretending to be reading the dosage on a box of painkillers.

She wandered around a bit more more until the till was clear before proceeding to pay for her items.

As she drove home, she thought of how disappointed her family would be if she was pregnant. She didn’t want to upset them because they were all so excited about the forthcoming wedding. At least, Yinka was in love with her. So, he would do right by getting married to her before it became obvious she was pregnant.

She couldn’t wait to be Mrs Mosope Da-Silva. No, Mrs Mosope Yinka Da-Silva. A smile spread across her face at the thought.

She parked in front of the house and turned off the engine. Placed the pregnancy kit in her bag and zipped it up. Just in case her dad was at home. As she approached the front door, she heard voices, aunty Abi was around. She didn’t see her car parked outside though.

Sope opened the door with her keys and contemplated going straight upstairs without saying hello but then thought better because they must have heard the sound of her car.

She stepped into the living room and saw her dad, aunty Abi and a lady she knew from her dad’s church.

“Daddy good evening sir, Aunty Abi good evening.” She turned to face the other lady “good evening.”

“Good evening Sope, bawo ni?” Tunji responded.

“Good evening dear, welcome back.” Abimbola responded.

“Sister Sope welcome. It’s even good you are around. Oya, please help us choose between the two Aso Oke which one you prefer.” She pointed towards two Aso oke strips spread on the coffee table.

Really? Did they have to drag me into this?

“Yes Sope, we need a second opinion. It’s for our engagement. You know, you people are more current and trendy.” Abimbola said.

She managed a weak smile and looked at the two strips. They both had similar colours: turquoise and silver. She pointed towards the one with a simpler pattern.”I prefer this, it’s more…”

“We told you!” Tunji and the Aso Oke lady cut in.

“Okay okay, you both win. I like both of them anyways.” Abimbola responded. “Thanks Sope.”

Sope left them and went upstairs to her room.


Sope cursed under her breath as she struggled with her vision because of the heavy downpour. She hated driving in the rain.

She had a rough night. Sleep eluded her after discovering she was pregnant. She felt a mixture of emotions all at once. Fear, shock, panic.

As soon as it was dawn and bright enough to go out, she had her bath and drove to Yinka’s house. She had to tell him in person. This was not to type of news to break over the phone.

Why was it even raining at this time of the year? It was probably a sign from God to punish her. She had to get to Yinka’s house and no rain was stopping her.


Bode had just finished his quiet time. One of the reasons be loved Saturdays was that it gave him more time to spend with God than the usual thirty minutes he spent during weekday mornings.

While he was praying, he heard the Holy Spirit minister to him. He was led to read Proverbs 18:22. He wasn’t sure what the verse contained till he opened his Bible.

“He who finds a wife finds a good thing, And obtains favor from the Lord.” He smiled when he realised it was a very popular verse.

God was surely speaking to him. Earlier in the week, he received a call from his pastor from University, Pastor Silas, who he hadn’t spoken to in ages.

He had just gotten home from work and was fixing himself a quick dinner of noodles and boiled egg when his phone rang. He was shocked to see the call was coming from Pastor Silas. He replayed the conversation they had.

“Hello, Pastor Silas, good evening Sir.’’

“Hello, Brother Bode.’’

“Wow, I was shocked when I saw your call coming in.’’

Bode heard him chuckle “I know Bode, I can’t remember the last time we spoke. Hope this is not a bad time to call?”

“No, its not Sir.” He left the kitchen and went to sit in the living room.

“Okay good. I have a word from the Lord to you.’’


“Yes Bode, God gave me a message for you. I was praying when I received the revelation from the Lord. He told me to read 1 Samuel 30. David and his men came back to find that their camp in Ziglag had been invaded by the Amalekites. They had carried their wives, sons and daughters. The bible says David and his men cried till they had no more strength to cry. Hello? Are you still there brother Bode?’’

“I am Sir.”

“Ok good. As I was saying, David and his men cried till they could cry no more. And we both know men don’t cry.” He chuckled. “The bible goes on to tell us that David encouraged himself in the Lord. He asked God if he should pursue and overtake them and God said yes.”

At this point, Bode, was wondering what He was trying to tell him.

“I’m sure you remember how that story ended. David recovered what the Amalekites took away. In fact, the Bible says, David recovered ALL. Brother Bode, God has asked me to tell you that you’ll recover all that the enemy as stolen from you. I don’t know what it is but God has asked me to tell you it’s your season of restoration.

Bode was stunned. “I don’t…don’t know what to say Sir. I’m- ”

“Brother Bode, I can’t remember the last time I called you. In fact, I had to get your number from Seun because I remember you two were very close back in Uni. But God told me to deliver this message to you. I don’t know what you’ve lost but God says you’ll recover all.’’

At this point, tears were flowing down Bode’s cheeks. He couldn’t fathom God’s love. The fact that God was speaking through someone he hadn’t spoken to in ages. He knew God loved him, but this- this was too much.

“Thank you very much Sir, I’m very grateful Sir.”

“We thank God brother Bode. Sorry, I have to rush off now. I have to head down to the chapel for bible study.’’

“Okay Sir. Thank you very much.”

“You are welcome. Remain blessed.”

Bode smiled and threw his fists in the air. He was going to speak to Nene about marrying her.


“Yinka say something please!”

Sope was in Yinka’s living room. She had just broken the news of her pregnancy to him and got no reaction whatsoever from Yinka. She was pacing about the living room while Yinka was seated comfortably on a sofa with a glass of orange juice in his hand.’’

“Madam Sope what do you want me to say?”

She stopped pacing and faced him. “It’s funny how I’ve suddenly become a madam to you.” She hissed.

“Okay, what do you want me to say my darling Sope?” He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Oh please, don’t patronise me!”

“Sope please stop shouting. Its too early in the morning. Don’t wake my neighbours up. Look, we are adults here.” He dropped the glass of orange juice on the coffee table. “It’s not like I raped you. We both had fun, that’s why you kept coming back.’’ He winked.

She knelt in front of him. “Yinka, I don’t know what to do. I’m so confused…a baby out of wedlock is unheard of in my family.’’

“It’s a no brainer babe, you’ll get rid of it.’’

Sope recoiled as if she had been slapped. His words sent her reeling backwards and she landed on the floor with her backside. “ I didn’t hear you well.”

“I said terminate the damn pregnancy!” Yinka shouted and sprung to his feet. “What were you expecting?” He drove his fingers through his afro. “That I’ll let you keep it? What do you want my family to say?’’

“Yinka I thought we were going to get married.’’


“Yes…you…you said you were in love with me. What have we been doing this last one year?”

“Me? Marry YOU? You must be out of your mind.”

Sope thought she was dreaming, she pinched herself hard, just in case but it hurt. She got back on her knees and crawled towards him. “Yinka, it’s me, Mosope.’’ She smiled “Your princess.” She reached for his legs but he moved back and she almost lost her balance.

“Look here Sope, I’ve told you the only solution. Get rid of that pregnancy. And as for marriage, I’m getting married to Bunmi Falana, the governor’s daughter. We just got back together about two months ago.’’

Sope was crying uncontrollably. Bunmi Falana? The socialite? Yinka told her they dated while they were at university but that ended over five years ago.

But Yinka said he loved her. She didn’t understand. So why was he getting married to someone else? What would happen to her? To their baby?

She felt used.


She got up and picked her car keys from the table. “Yinka, God will judge you. He’ll surely punish you for what you did to me.”

“Oh now you remember God, madam two goody shoes. When you were frolicking up on down on my bed, you didn’t remember God then.’’

“Yinka you are a very WICKED and HEARTLESS man.’’

“Oh please spare me! Didn’t you enjoy all the gifts and attention? All the times I took you out shopping, bought you those expensive perfumes and shoes. Did you think it was for nothing?’’

Sope picked up her handbag and walked towards the front door.

“You know Sope, I thought you were going to play hard to get forever. You came across as little Miss I love Jesus, but I’ve always loved a challenge. And I must say you were a very good one.’’


Thanks for reading guys. One episode to conclude this series. Please leave a comment, I’ll love to hear from you.


5 thoughts on “Through the Waters 13

  1. exceptionalstar 14/02/2018 at 1:51 pm Reply

    Poor Sope. Sometimes experience is the best teacher.


  2. TITTY 16/02/2018 at 2:35 pm Reply

    awesome piece.
    cant wait for the concluding part.

    Really hope Sope finds her way back to God


  3. Debra 22/04/2018 at 12:18 am Reply



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