hear my story part 15

I was no longer active as i used to be in church.Soon,people began to suspect something was goingon.Somecame to ask me why i was living with d pastor’sfamily.Somewould ask why i was no longer acting as d choirmistress.Others asked why i was putting on weight,while manyothersdid not come to me,they would rather backbite orgossip.With time,my tummy was protruding.Hun!..Come n see sidetalk in church,even duringservice!!.Thank God for Pst Mrs,she has prepared me beforeeverything started. Sometimes when i was so botherednmoved by what anybody did or said,i would tell herwhen weget home,she would encourage me n i would get over itimmediately.I was discussing with her from time totime,without hiding anything.Many times,she wouldpraywith me.She was d angel God sent to me at a time ireallyneeded one.Then,one bright saturday morning,my mum calledme,telling me dt she n my dad were in Oyan,dt i shoulddescribe where i was,as they wanted to see me.Shesaidthey’ve been at Ikirun since friday,to attend aprogramme.So,they decided to check on me beforegoingback to Lagos dt day.Pastor Williams travelled,whilemummy went to markettobuy some groceries for d house.I quickly called her n told her dt my parents were inOyan,n were on d way to their house.She rushed back from d market.By d time she wouldenterd living room,my parents were already seated,enjoyingdcool breeze blowing from d fan my dad told me toswicth on.They exchanged greetings.My parents appreciated her n her husband,n told us dthehad forgiven me..n dt he was ready to meet Bode n hisfamily.He asked about his parents. We told him he lost his dadofrecent.He said he would like to go to their house to meet hismum.As much as i appreciated d fact dt my dad had forgivenme,yet i didnt want him to visit Bode’s family house,as ididnt know how he would feel,seeing d old,poverty-strickenbuilding they were living.I was left with no choice anyway,so we went theretogetherwith Pst Mrs.Bode wasnt around,he was in school. His mum was in dmarket,facing her business.She had come to greet me once at my pastor’s house.Somebody quickly ran to d market to call her,dt somevisitors from Lagos were waiting for her at home.She rushed home to meet us. My parents were justlookingup n down d whole street n compound.They exchanged greetings,afterwhich we went into dsittingroom.Pst Mrs introduced them to each other.My dad asked about Bode n wanted to know when hewouldbe around.His mum said she wasnt sure of when he would comehome ashe left not too long ago.Daddy said his mum should tell him to come n meet himinLagos,as dir’s something he wanted to discuss withhim.He gave her money to send to him for transportation,gaveher n her daughters money too.We returned to pastor’s house,they ate,n left.Now,i could go to Lagos bcs d school was on longvacation,but i didnt want to go bcs of what i would encounter in dhands of Lagos people too, church people,neighbours,family n friends.So,i told dad n mum i would prefer to stay in Oyan tillschools resume in september,n they agreed.Let’s see what happened next in part 16.Hope u are not tired of d story.