jilted episode 52

JILTED
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©™Hapita
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Sequence 52
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?Hanna POV ?

I watch my whole world crash, i thought of the best way to deal with them. I played along and we went to court together in the same car. He was saying sweet words to me and all those shots. I wish that was who he was in reality. He finds it really easy to pretend and lie. If Feranmi is not his sister, then those relatives of his are fake. I held my peace, all of them must paid.

When we got to the registry, everyone was waiting. I saw Haira and Ambrose, my heart accelerated. Two weeks ago, Haira and Ambrose came to my shop, Haira wanted us to be friends again. I forgive both of them, I promise to love her like i ought to.

But, seeing Ambrose now, i think that promise is void. Ambrose is the only true man on earth, Haira stole him from me and i would take him back, i would fight for my man and i would have him anyhow, I don't care who dies or live.

"Come down now" My mom walked up to my car, She flung the door open and pulled me down. I like this woman, she doesn't pretend to be who she's not. She have refused to talk to Haira even though I pleaded on her behalf. The last three years of my life have been meaningless, I can't believe I am about to fall back into the arms of a man that jilted me three years ago. I felt stupid for taking Ambrose's love for granted, but the last person that would have him all to herself is Haira. Now that I have seen what other men do, I would take Ambrose back by all miss. Pretending to be a good girl isn't working for me.

I stepped down from the car, Kayode was already standing in front of the small crowd waiting for me so that he would continue our deceitful love. Anthony's car came to an halt and my best lady ran up to me apologizing for her lateness.

The same fool's that came with Kayode for my introduction were present, I couldn't see everyone but i saw Ambrose definitely. He has grown so fat and cute. I am having him back.

Kayode took my hand and we walk towards the court room. Suddenly i stopped, i turn around to face the people.

"Before we proceed, I have something to say" I said. I caught a glimpse of Ambrose kissing Haira, he's so much into her and might one day have her in a public place. I would let her enjoy it while it last.

"I would love to say thank you all for coming" I smiled looking straight in Feranmi's eyes, she blew her gum noisily and i counted her seconds.

"I thought i found love, I was wrong" I paused and faced Kayode, he was lost "I think the bad girl life is better, Kayode you knew everything Amos did to me, yet you still did this to me? So all you wanted was Phillip's money?"
He took two steps backward, he stammered but I quickly cut in.

"Oloriburuku ni e kayode"
(You are an unfortunate person Kayode)
His eyes bulged, me speaking Yoruba was like a miracle.

"Maybe you are a novice in the game anyways, I spent all my life in Lagos and you still think I wouldn't understand Yoruba after all? Yes, I heard it. I heard Everything you told your sister, I mean your girlfriend" I shouted flinging my flower at his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, My suppose husband is a fraudster, that lady there is the real girlfriend, and this family of his? They are fake" I shouted facing everyone. Feranmi took to her heels, I threw my veil off and held him by his suit.

"You kill me or I kill you today" I yelled at him digging deep into his chest. Some people came in between us but I was devastated, I threw my heels at him.

The drama was still going on when a Police Van drove into the registry, three policemen walk up to us and grabbed Kay. I thought my father called the police but I was wrong, the police came in their own. A police man in mufti faced my father and spoke with him.

"Sir, your son in law have to go with us, we don't usually do this but because of your position in the society, I would love to tell you that this Mr Kayode of a guy is an international fraudster, he was deported from Malaysia after serving a three years jail term. He duped a lady somewhere in Owerri then ran down to Lagos State. We have been searching for him and has God would have it, we got hold of his invitation wedding card, sorry we have to take him with us" He said dragging Kayode by the trouser. My father narrated what just happened, he ordered that his so called family members be arrested too.

I watch the van gradually disappear, I couldn't take it, I pass out.

?Ambrose POV ?

Haira heart accelerated, she ran through the crowd to catch Hanna has she went down. I watch Anthony carry her like a child into his car. Sonia held her tummy protectively, maybe she couldn't just cry. I couldn't believe Hanna is being Jilted the second time. I pitied her. Haira cried as Anthony's car drove out of the registry. Phillip and his wife jumped into their car and followed. Everyone found their way since the wedding crashed already, I pulled Haira with me and got her to sit at the back seat. Thank God Fiks didn't come, he's somewhere making his relationship work with Anita.

I didn't follow Anthony's car to the hospital, I just took my wife home, I needed to get her together. She was crying bitterly. Even if I took her to the clinic, I might worsen things, I know I am responsible for everything her sister is facing, their mom don't want to see I and Haira So, Its better I wait until everything dies down.

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About 4pm in the evening, My wife's phone rang, she was upstairs sleeping while i replied her social media admirer on her behalf. It was Bobby calling.

"Haira, Come and carry your sister oo, if she commits suicide it's not my business sha" He said and my eyes bulged. Suicide?

"It's Ambrose, where's she?" I asked.

"Upstairs in her room, she promise to be dead before cock crows Tommorow, I have wished her RIP in advance anyways" He said flippantly. I ended the call and got my wife out of bed, we quickly rushed to the Phillips home.

I took my wife with me not minding her mother's restrictions, I and Haira climbed up the stairs, I clang the door severally but there was no response. I thought she was dead. Haira screamed her name fearfully yet no response. I inhaled, she use to be my girl so I know how to make her do things.

"Rose, don't do this please, there's someone somewhere that has been searching for you, would you die before his arrival?"

"Ambrose is that you?" She asked after a long silence. I puffed out air from my mouth. Thank God she's fine.

"Open up girl"
I saw my wife's eyes, they were red. Maybe red from the way I talked to her sister sexily or red from so much tears.

"I want to see only you, every other person should leave my door" She screamed from inside. I and Haira exchanged glance, Haira hissed as she climbed down the stairs.

"I am the only one here, I promise" I whispered. In few seconds the door flung open, she dragged me in and quickly bolt it behind.

"Were you going to kill your self for real?" I asked when I saw the suicide rope hanging on the fan.

"It's all for you" She said, her eyes swollen and her face soaked in her own tears.

"Me?" I asked confused.

"I miss you" She closed the space between us, she stood on her toes and sucked my lips. It came as a shock, My eyes dilated as she sucked passionately. When I could think straight, I pushed her off.

"Are you mad? Nothing in this world would ever bring us together again, can't you think straight? I am married to your sister, Good day" I dashed out of the room and slammed the door behind me.

?Hanna POV ?

I smiled when he left, I felt relieved, I couldn't stop holding my lips. I know he miss me a lot if not he wouldn't allow me suck his lips for so long before pushing me away. That familiar scent was present, I would lick him all round if I had the opportunity to do so. I am not letting go, I would win him over, I know his weakness, he can hardly resist a lady's temptation. I took a quick shower giggling, thank God Haira isn't pregnant, she doesn't look like she's expecting, she has to taste what it feels like for a man to dump you for your twin sister. I glance through my wardrobe, all I had there was the good girl dresses. Fuck that! Bad girl gone good and now worse. The good girl life doesn't pay.

I wore one of my Ankara gown and headed downstairs, I needed to do some shopping. My family watch in admiration as I joyfully stepped out of the house.

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TBC