(A love Triangle)
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde.

Worse, unfriendly, inhabitable can not begin to describe the atmosphere of Our Home. I refused to leave Odi as I felt there was no way of survival. I didn’t believe I could live a better life outside of Odi. My life with Odi was Luxury at it’s best, so I couldn’t imagine a life outside of him.

Odi who never abused me started abusing me emotionally and physically. He wanted me out of his house. He hated the guts of the baby. He told me I was beginning to smell like the baby. I also wanted Iremide to die, but she was determined to live. There were days I would starve her, but on waking up, I will find her playing with herself. I knew there was no escaping. Iremide made me an indoor person, so there was no going out with Odi.

I did not need anyone to inform me, Odi was seeing another woman, but I didn’t feel any emotional pain as all that took my time was Iremide. I had given up on ever finding Jadesola. I was just waiting for death to come for either myself or Iremide. My years were wasting. Iremide was growing but abnormally.

When Iremide turned two, Odi came back one day and packed all of his stuff.

“ Since you are not ready to leave, I will leave for you. You can keep the house and the Gas station. I will also drop some money in your account.” I cried and begged him not to leave me. I told him I was ready to kill Iremide

“ There is no point Timileyin, my heart is no longer with you. I am in love with someone else whose parents are willing to give her hand to me in marriage.” He said

I cried, begged him and his last words broke me and I knew I had to let him go…

“ Timileyin, do you know what people are saying about me?, they are of the opinion I am into rituals, they believe I am the one who is using Iremide to increase my wealth, which you know is not true, my money is pure, I started investing and saving as early or far back as when I was 18 years old, so it is tearing my heart apart, hearing such rumors about me. Coincidentally, your daughter is also missing… Timileyin, please let me go…”

Odi left me in his beautiful house, but the mansion felt like nothing to me. The house suddenly felt like a small hut.

For days I couldn’t take my bath and neither did I take Iremide’s bath. I couldn’t return to my family as I will be a subject of mockery. I kept weeping and speaking to God in my heart if he could hear me, but one name kept dropping in my heart.

“ Mmesoma!”

I had not heard from her in over 5 years so I didn’t know where she was or could be.

I remembered I stumbled on an Alumni page of our university some months back, so I checked through, but didn’t find her name. Bro Kennedy! I saw his name. I decided to call him instead as I believed he could have her contact…

He picked up after 3 rings…

“ Hello , Good morning..” I heard a smooth male voice

“ Good Morning…” I said after a brief moment of silence


“ Bro Kennedy?” I said

“ Sorry, this is not Pastor Kennedy, this is his assistant, Who is speaking?”

“His Assistant?” I reasoned quietly as I wondered how established Bro Kennedy had become that someone was picking his calls…

“ My name is Timileyin, his old school mate, we have a common friend by the name Mmesoma. I have lost her contacts and I was wondering if I could get it from Pastor Kennedy…” I said in a rush

“ Ok, are you referring to his Wife, Pastor Mrs…, because His wife bears Mmesoma…” The PA was saying and I shuddered.

“ You mean he got married to Mmesoma?” I asked again…

“ Well, I don’t know if it is the same Mmesoma you know, but to be sure, you can checkout our Official website to see her picture..” the PA said in a hurry

“ Ok, Please what is the website?”

“KennedyandMmesomaWilliamsMinistries” He said and hung up.

Marriage to Odi was living the fabulous life, we only went to church during festive periods, so I didn’t know much about men and women of God. I therefore logged on to the website and I was silently hoping it wasn’t the same Mmesoma, but before I could end my silent prayers, her face and Kennedy’s face popped on the screen as Co-Founders of the ministry…

I sat for the next three hours watching different videos of Mmesoma ministering to singles.

Bro Kennedy’s dentition had been worked on, it was whiter, arranged and he looked really handsome.

A goldmine I had missed!

“God doesn’t have a specific spouse for a person, rather he has several men or women as the case may be for a person, however, it is your responsibility as a single to position yourself physically, Spiritually and Emotionally to ask God to give the best out of the men… Listen dear single, I can marry any man and still live a happy life, but I choose to marry the best man around so I can live a successful, glorious life” Mmesoma said in a video

“Listen Singles, a good man may be able to give you a good life, buy you a house, treat you like a queen but may not have the capacity to stand by you during the challenging period of your life, but if you tell God through Prayers and you position yourself rightly through personal development, you will attract the best man , who will have the qualities of the good man and the added advantage of being able to stand by you during your hard times.” Mmesoma said in one of her videos and I knew this had to do with me.

Odi was a good man, but not the best God could have given me. I had married a man at my spiritual level , who didn’t know how to fight spiritual battles, no wonder he stood Akimbo when I was under attack in my dreams…

“Maybe, if I had married Bro Kennedy or Bro Stephen, they would have fought my Spiritual battle with me” I reasoned quietly with tears flowing…

“ Who caused it?, Who made me lose Bro Kennedy?” I asked as I felt anger and hatred for Papa.

“ Papa!” Yes Papa, he raised my hope, he made me fall in love with him and dashed my hope.

He was going to pay for this…

I searched the Alumni page for him and fortunately, I found him. He had already put his social media handle there. I traced his social media account and found out he was married to a lady…

She is the HER, I have not spoken about her since I started this story. Her name was AZUKA. She was Papa’s Wife. Papa had started an online church and from the look of things, he was having a good life.

I saw their family portrait, Papa and Azuka had a set of twin girls. They looked so adorable. They should be around 2 years old. I clicked on Azuka’s video…

“ Since I was 5 years old, I had lived the life of expecting death any second, as a sickle cell child, the society, my family and even friends made me believe that I could not live past my youthful age, but the day I met Christ and knew I was created for a purpose , I told myself I was going nowhere until I have achieved all I needed to achieve and with God’s Help today.. I am married with kids and death is no where near my thoughts… God is able to keep you alive and healthy…” Azuka was saying in her message

I couldn’t believe Papa had married a Sickler over me and not that alone, he was having a good life with two adorable kids.

Far from it, Papa couldn’t have a good life and expect me to live a sorrowful one, When he was the one who made me lose Bro Kennedy. It was either, the sickler got out of the way or…..


I had lost Jadesola and there must be a replacement…

(A love Triangle)
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde

Mmesoma returned my call much later to my surprise… She was literally screaming…

“ Timileyin, when my husband’s PA mentioned your name… I was shocked because I had a dream about you over night…” Mmesoma said

“ Really?” I said…

“ Yes, I saw you tied down and I saw Your Husband, Odi and that brother that I met at your place when your Mum died, What’s that his name?”

“ Bro Stephen?” I asked

“ Yes!… I saw him untying you, while Odi was looking elsewhere …”

“ Hmmm….” I explained everything to her telling her how I lost Bro Stephen and how Odi and I was not legally married. I told her about Jadesola and Iremide….

“ My God! All these… Timileyin why did you give the devil so much opportunity to make your life his playground or toilet for dumping refuse…”

She asked for my address and though she lived almost 3 hours from my place, she came down.

Mmesoma looked more beautiful than I saw on the videos, she carried Grace.
It was her driver that brought her, I saw that her total reliance on God paid off…

She kept looking at me with concern when she saw how scruffy I looked though I had taken my bath “ It is well” She kept on saying repeatedly. At some point, she asked “So can I see the baby?”

I took her to the room Iremide was and she burst into tears the moment she saw her…

When she finally recovered, She said …

“ Timileyin, crisis will always come at people, but having the right people around you will determine if you will overcome… Do you know Bro Kennedy and I are still looking up to God for the fruit of womb, but I am so assured, we won’t wait for long, however if the wait is long, I am happy I am with a Man who knows the Lord… Odi could not stand with you, but Bro Stephen may have been able to stand…Do you hear from him? Or is he married..?” Mmesoma was saying but I was more bothered about reaching Papa.

I told her I will check online for him. She prayed with me and begged I should start attending a church close by..,

I insisted I would find time to fellowship in their church, with the hidden motive of seeing Bro Kennnedy again. However, Mmesoma didn’t buy the idea as she said…

“ Timi, God is everywhere, why travel 3 hours to church every sunday, it doesn’t make sense…” I knew what was happening… Mmesoma was a sharp girl, she was defending her Bro Kennedy so that he doesn’t follow me again should he set his eyes on me…

I agreed to go back to Church, but I knew the church I was going to Join. Papa’s Online Church.

After Mmesoma left, I joined Papa’s online church and under a month, I got his personal number.

I chatted him up and he was so happy to hear from me. I told him I was married with a daughter and that God had blessed us financially. He was happy for me. I told him I was a fan of his ministry and he joked about me joining his team…

I immediately accepted his offer jokingly but told him I would discuss it with my husband as I will like to support his ministry financially. I teased him that it was probably the was how God wanted me to support him, maybe I was made to support him financially in his ministry and not necessarily to be his wife.

I started chatting him up everyday especially at night as he told me he didn’t share the same room with her. I told him my husband and I do not share the same room as well. There was nothing emotional,just chit chats about our past school life…

My game plan got disrupted when Papa suddenly sent me a message…

“ I am sorry Timileyin, I won’t be able to reply your messages again, my wife is not comfortable with my friendship with you. I tried explaining to her you were my spiritual daughter, but she is not comfortable with our relationship. She has reported me to my Spiritual father, besides my wife is very fragile who has been through a lot and I am very careful about hurting her…”

I angrily threw my phone on the bed….

This Azuka was getting on my nerves… A common sickler…who stole papa from me. She had not met me and she was already blocking my way….