RISKY LOVE
CHAPTER 1
As a child, I had this one best friend that I did literally almost everything with; A boy with whom I played with, got into several troubles with tand covered up for each other. It is safe to say that we were really close that people began to make jokes to our parents about been fraternal twins but separated to different families; this would only elicit a chuckle from our parents and their steady reply of we being just best friends.
My name is Silvia Oluwadarasimi and my best friend goes by the name Lanre. Lanre hails from Ondo state, a state in the South-west of Nigeria and I from the Kogi state in North Central region of Nigeria.
Our houses, a stone throw from each other in our Estate, facilitated our parents closeness and made them enroll us in the same school till Secondary school so safe to say that we also grew up together.
Getting to the class where we could now sit for the exam called "COMMON ENTRANCE" into secondary school our parents hired the same lesson teacher to coach us for our exam , myself and Lanre could not hide our joy because we could not wait to be called students from pupils so we kept reading and counting down days to when we would finally sit for the exams.
This time around our boh parents also settled for us to go to the same secondary school is a boarding house , they settled for Bethany Christian Academy Barkin Ladi Local government of JOS, Plateau state.
Unlike other friendships, Lanre and I became even more closer in secondary school, this is not to say that we didn’t argue, we had our fair share of fights. The one that took more energy from both of us, our toughest quarrel was when Lanre was dating Feyi, a girl in the same science class as him while I was in commercial class hoping to study Accounting or Commerce. Feyi would always complain to Lanre that he was spending more time with me than her and Lanre refused to answer her. One day, I was in my dorm, chatting with my roommates, she came with her friends and began to emotionally blackmail me. I couldn’t take it. I spoke to her roughly in anger and transferred aggression to Lanre because he was the source of the matter, he responded to me rudely and we exchanged words.
From that day, we avoided each other, Lanre tried to speak to me but I refused to reply him unless it was indeed necessary. All this came to an end though, on the day of our UTME (Unified Tertiary Matriculation Exam)
Our Rapport began then again afterwards waiting in anticipation for admission status to be released.
I felt Lanre was my shield and soon I began to feel as though I couldn’t do anything substantial without him but he always told me never to fear.
However because I felt deeply attached to him, I applied to the same university as he; The Norwegian University in Norway, Lanre applied for Computer Science while I applied for Accounting as my major. It was a great thing when I both gained admission, my younger brother and our Parents were over the moon.
On the plane, Lanre confessed his feelings for me and I was was caught by surprise. Truly, I had once had a crush on him but that was in primary school and it had long gone left!
It was in our 2nd year of school that I finally reciprocated his feelings, he was patient with me all this time and when we later informed our parents, my mother said she was not surprised while pretending she wasn’t sniffing, holding back tears, his parents were ecstatic about starting to plan a wedding; We had to tell them to calm their horses down.
College life in a whole was tougher life for us than expected being a change of environment, food and people around and so marriage was not first priority for us.
With our friends around, Lanre proposed on our graduation day making my joy and his complete.
We flew back to Nigeria to begin preparations and during counseling we were mandated to go for medical tests. We brought back our results separately and our Counselor looked at us with concern in his eyes, “Did you guys not put much thought into this?”
What did he mean? I thought
“The genotype of you both is AS”
I felt my world crashing down as Lanre and I left the office.
“2 AS people always have SS children right ?”
“Dara, that is a just a possibility. The percentage is just 25%, which means it’s 1 in 4 children”
I looked at him confused, “But, you people, medical people always say to avoid situations like that”
Lanre pulled me into his hands, “There are people who birthed AA children despite being both AS. See that?”
My fears were allayed by the constant repetition of his words so we stubbornly worked to go through with the wedding, even with advise from our doctor, I only believed Lanre’s words. His words were Gold.
My Father was not in support because of the genotype issue but he still attended the wedding with a stoic face.
Six weeks later we returned to Norway blissfully married but unaware about the gullible decision we had just taken.
To Be Continued....📍
Writer Details:Temidayo✍️
Location:Ekiti State University,Ado Ekiti,Nigeria🇳🇬.
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