Sometimes, when you wish for something to happen to you, you don’t get it but when you don’t want it anymore, it rears its ugly head.

A guy at my workplace asked me on a date. Guys, you should have seen me that day. Heels which I hated so much, became my best friend. I deliberately decided to wear a revealing dress on this date with my glass heels. The moment I walked out to meet him in our compound, he was stunned. He took in my curvy shape and exclaimed.

“Wow, Sika! You’re a stunner”

“Thanks, Mike,” I blushed.

You’re probably wondering what a pregnant woman is doing on a date. I’m almost five months pregnant but was showing a little. I haven’t tricked him. I just wanted that bit of love from a guy and I got it from him.

We got to the restaurant at Madina in his car. Yes, he’s got a Porsche car. We talked a bit till we got there but was greatly surprised by what took place. Kwame stood at the restaurant entrance with his arms folded. Gosh, why won’t he leave me alone now that I have found a man?

He came closer and greeted Mike. Mike was a nice guy so he responded.

“Sika, do you know him?” Mike asked.

I looked away.

“Kwame what do you want, erh?”

This guy will ruin my date for me.

He touched my tummy.

“How’s our child doing?”

Mike looked at me surprised.

“What is he talking about?”

“Erm… nothing.”

“Nothing? Sika, you’re in your five months of pregnancy. Shouldn’t you be resting or something?” Kwame spat it out.

“Ah Sika, are you pregnant?”

I felt nervous.

“Well, I am but..but…”

“Sika, this is no but matter. What were you thinking? Going on a date with me without telling me something as important as this.”

“If you two have solved your problems, then I will take Sika with me,” Kwame pitched.

He dragged me along to a white car leaving a shocked Mike alone.

Kwame opened the car.

“Get inside,” he ordered.

I looked at the car and then back to him.

“Whose car is this?”

He chuckled.

“If you really want to know, then get inside. I have something to tell you.”

So that’s how I was in the car alone with Kwame.

“How’s my boy?”

“How do you know it’s a boy?”

“I just have a feeling. What should we name him?”

I was losing my patience.

“What’s going on Kwame? Why am I in a stranger’s car?”

He smiled. That smile which get me hooked around his finger.

“You remember the two jobs I told you about?”

“Uhuh.”

“Apparently, I lied to you.” He waited for my reaction.

“Continue,” I urged him on.

“I got employment at Mtn as a financial manager.”

“You don’t mean it, Kwame. Even if it were true, why didn’t you tell me?”

He caressed my chin gently.

“I wanted to but I wanted it to be a surprise to you. I wanted to go in it and make you proud. Now, I have a car and I’m building our house. I know it’s too much to take in so take all the time you want.”

I looked at him like he was crazy. He showed me pictures of his workplace and others which confirmed it to be true.

Instead of being happy, I cried.

He got alarmed.

“Are you okay?”

I wiped my tears.

“I am. It’s just that, I find it too sudden. I believe you but it’s just too much to take in.”

“Alright. Stay with me in here, and calm down.”

So I was with him till late night.

The next morning, he asked me on a date and proposed love to me. Even though I wanted his love, he provided much more. Shelter, a family and himself.

Not everyone’s story ends this happily but fortunately, mine did and I’m glad it did.

Note: Not everyone’s will end well if you lead this path. .. God knows why He said to abstain from sex. Premarital sex will only lead to a lot of unexpected pains, emotional and sometimes physical.