apartment was what they called a self-contained unit. It had a sitting room, a bedroom, a toilet and a bath. The kitchen was a communal kind of thing. The six of such apartments that were in this building used the same kitchen. He wished more than anything on earth that he could move them to a bigger place, especially with the baby coming. If he could get a two-bedroom apartment, one room for them and the other for guests, until the baby was old enough to stay on its own. However, he could not afford it. Being a geography teacher in a second rate secondary school in a town as small and insignificant as Oraromi did not offer you that many high paying job options. He realized that he had been extremely lucky to get the job he had. There were literally thousands of jobless graduates roaming around on the Nigerian streets. He did not have to look that far to find an example. Joke was one of the unlucky jobless ones. With a degree in Accounting and a master’s degree in Economics, she was no pushover. Not that he was resting on his oars either. He had a bachelor’s degree in Geography and a Masters degree in Educational Administration and Planning. He was also planning to go even further and get a PHD. That was in whatever century their finances grew stable enough. With a baby on the way, he did not see it happening anytime soon. Another sigh burst from his lips as soon as he thought this, before he could dwell anymore on that Joke stirred, her eyes fluttering open slowly. Anger surged on his insides. There he had gone and done it. Now she was awake. Silly dolt that he was, he had woken her.
Chapter Four
“What’s wrong?” She asked, immediately becoming alert when she saw the serious look on his face. “Nothing__ just thinking.” “Of?” She asked sitting up with some difficulty. At five and a half months, it was not as easy to move about as before. “Just things___.” He replied his voice low and distant. “Worrying about money again are you?” She asked with a, you cannot fool me look on her face. He froze. How in the world did she always know? “Babe__” She began leaning forward and running her cool hands over his heated skin. “I have told you time and time again that you should stop worrying. We will be fine. We always pull through.” Her confident words did not reassure him. He nodded simply to pacify her and managed a wobbly smile. “You know what you are my darling?” She asked leaning closer still and planting her cool lips on his cheek. “What?” He asked with his eyes closed as her lips touched his cheek. “You are a WORRIER!!! JEEZ!!!” A wan smile crept on his face. Warmth filled his insides and he could feel a bubble of laughter building. She was a gem. She always knew how to make him feel better. Joke was the true personification of the word soul mate. “We’ll be fine darling. We always are. Remember what Pastor Silvester said? God will never leave us or abandon us. He will be with us even to the end of the earth.” He sighed and lay back down on the bed. Those words for some reason brought less comfort than they usually did. Seeing this Joke sighed and patted him on the stomach. Her soft pat brought a smile to his face and for that, she was grateful. “It is well dear. You best get up. You don’t want to be late for work do you?” He nodded and got up immediately. He did it so quickly that Joke could not help wondering whether he had just remembered that he had to get to work. Before she had even finished thinking this he was already in the bathroom. A couple of seconds later the sound of water running greeted her ears. She got up___slowly. It was time to start preparing breakfast. She did not much relish the thought of walking down the long staircase to reach the kitchen, but there was nothing else for it. Like Alaba, she wished more than anything that their finances would improve so they could get a bigger place. Unlike him however, she did not fixate