Ajagunna kept his discharged shakabula aside as he saw the panic in her eyes, and he knew that couldn’t be good for her. “Pele, Iya mi, oo ruu la. Sorry, my dear. You will deliver safely,” he said, and he started rubbing her back after he asked her if he could touch her to relieve her pain. Marissa nodded frantically. She didn’t mind at the moment. She just wanted the excruciating pain to stop. No, she couldn’t give birth on the road. Not without Bernard.

The man’s hand might have seemed a bit rough through her light clothing, but the pain eased.

Labata looked back “Eh eh eh, she seemed...