Sandra’s heart tale season 2 episode 3

SANDRA’S HEART TALE 💌
CONTINUATION (Based on true life story)
Part 3.
By AMAH’S HEART.

At first I wondered how he got my number because I changed my number after separating from him.

He does not have my new line and the only way he probably got it might be true his mother. She is the only one in their family that has it because she never stopped checking up on me and sometimes when she can’t reach me she calls through my mom’s number.

Joba’s mom was well educated and acted the same way. She took me as one of hers despite how the son treated me and did not even regard her when she was beseeching him to think twice before letting me go.

Joba asked me to return his bride price while I was still struggling to come to terms with the shock that Joba gave me.
He said he no longer loves me and prefers his baby Mama whom he wants to bear all his kids.
He does not want his children to come from different women and I should move on with my life because he is no longer interested in me or the marriage.

It was a big shock because I have envisage that the marriage will work out and Joba will come to his senses but he never did instead it got worst before he finally said the marriage is over.

I cried, I begged, I pleaded with many promises, I even asked his friends and family to beg him.
I was ready to adapt or accept any punishment that Joba will throw in just so that I can still be his wife.
He insulted my Mom and refused picking her calls after she tries to interfere and find out what exactly was my offence and why he wanted out of the marriage.

I loved him with all my heart, I did not know how to start all over again.
People will think I’m a failure because I can’t even make my marriage work.
The general believe is that women makes the home and when a man start misbehaving is mostly the fault of the woman because she pushed the man.

This was the dirty ideology rotten in most people’s head.
They will see me as a failure. They wouldn’t know my pain, sleepless nights, prayers and emotional torture Joba put me true and still refused to come to reasoning after my plea.

I finally moved on and damned all gossip and side talk.
I discovered myself again and met Charlie who showed me selfless love. And finally I was ready to return back the only thing that still connect us and that’s when Joba choose to call.

Joba calling me now and acting all nice makes no difference to me.
If I dare give him a chance, he will toss and turn me like he did before and at the end his baby Mama will still come first for him.
I understand the saying that the devil you know is better than the angel you don’t know.
What if Charlie isn’t for real, what if he has something in his sleeve.
Yes, all those thoughts pops up in my head sometimes but Charlie haven’t given me reason to think anything negative of him.
I know men can hide their real self but Charlie might be exceptional to that.

First beaten twice shy…or isn’t it how they said it.
That maybe the reason Why I’m feeling the way I am.
I have been beaten before, I’m not scared to give love a chance again.
What worst could probably go wrong that will surprise me.

I was truly done since a year ago and was already getting my full healing.

I and my Mom made arrangements and Joba’s bride price was returned.

That was the first yet major disconnection from anything that has to do with Joba.
I was free and ready to be with any man of my choice.
I know I still need to do the divorce proper but first and a very important part of our Union have been annulled.

It was over with Joba since his bride price is back to his family and they accepted it with no further delay.

I know before I get married again I have to do the divorce papers because Joba and i also did court wedding but that one no longer bothers me
Returning the bride price was a big one and now I can breath freely.

Charlie continued being loving and nice.
He was indeed too good to be true.

We were officially dating and he never changed for even a day.

My Mom likes him and Charlie did not only care about me but also about my Mom.

He also told his family about me. His Mom and and his siblings looked forward to meeting me.

I was happy. Despite they haven’t seen me they were also showing me care just like Charlie was doing.

One of those Saturday’s that we were both free from work and chores he Came to pick me up and we both hanged out in a nature filled resort.
One of the best yet expensive place in town.

After our chat and meal, we were both engaged in the view and the lovely nature filled environment of the resort which was the place Charlie took me to.

With our drinks and a cool chat it felt like everything.
And that was the time Charlie brought out tiny box containing a ring and proposed to me.

I never saw that coming, I was shocked as I open and closed my mouth with no word coming out.

Charlie asked me to marry him, he said few other sweet things but I wasn’t paying much attention.
My eyes was fixed on the tiny shining ring and how true everything happening could be.
I silently hoped it was not all a dream.
I pinched myself a little just to be certain that it was a reality.

Joba was three years older than me while Charlie was ten years older.

The difference in age makes it all unique and I guess the more older the more matured, enough of life experience and more caring.

Charlie was really caring no doubt.

I finally said yes to Charlie and he off course slipped the ring into my finger with all smiles.

When he dropped me that evening at my place, I rushed in,side calling my mom’s name
I couldn’t wait to show my Mom.

My Mom was about going to bed when I entered the house.
She asked how my day went immediately she saw me
I showed her my finger she looked from my hand to my excited face.

She didn’t understand, I waved the ring finger to her face

“Is lovely and looks expensive too. Charlie is spoiling you real good or did you bought it by yourself….it must have costed you fortune….

I laughed out real hærd and replied.

“Mom..is an engagement ring. Charlie asked me to marry him…

She opened her eyes in shock. It sounds unbelievable because none of us saw it coming.
“…I said yes…I agreed to marry him Mom. He planned taking me to meet his family next two weeks when we are both free…”

My Mom began to sing and dance round the room.
She later paused and said with all smile

“Which means we have another wedding to plan and for real this time. This time your marriage will blossom and bring fruit. I sense in my spirit that Charlie will make a better and loving husband. Although everything is seems to be happening fast but is already two years of walking away from Joba. There is no better time to be truly happy. God in his mercy has truly ordained it to be now… this is your set time and season Sandra and God who gives all blessings will not add sorrow to it…”

I kept saying Amen.
I was happy and also looked forward to meeting Charlie’s family.

Although we get so much along over the phone but I hope they will accept me too when they see me physically.

I knelt and prayed so well that night.
Thanking God for his numerous blessings and for taking me through all those difficult moment.
Leading me and making my path to cross with Charlie and now we’re engaged.
It can only be God’s marvelous work and I asked that he also clear off every obstacle and make every road from now onwards straight.

I don’t know if Charlie told his family that he asked me to marry him but none of them called within that period.

After two weeks, Charlie told me we can no longer visit the family untill maybe a month because of the new contract he was working on.
I totally agreed and did not think much about it.

One day, I got a call from a strange number.
It was a lady
After exchanging pleasantries, I asked her who she was and she replied

“You don’t have to know me but I know you. I want to know who Charlie is to you…”?

At that moment I became scared. The lady sounded serious and acted like she knew Charlie or have something with him.
My heart beat doubled up and if she listened well she will hear it.
I became sweaty and uncomfortable.

I quickly said a silent prayer, asking God to take the lead.
Affliction shall not rise the second time.

Let it not be what I was thinking.

“Char…. Charli..e…is my fia..ncee..”

I finally stammered and said.

I don’t know what else to say as i hope there was nothing amidst.

her next word and question took me off guard.

Tbc