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You May Kiss The Bride Episode-1



You May Kiss The Bride Episode-1

“I, Sarah Adams, take you Lawson Lawrence
as my lawful wedded husband, to love and
to cherish, in sickness and in health, till
death do us part.” She smiled at him
through her veil.
“You may now kiss your bride Mr.
Lawrence.” The Pastor beckoned.
Lawson’s heart raced as he gently unveiled
his bride’s face. She looked so beautiful. He
gently bent over and placed a soft kiss on
her lips. Sarah in turn embraced him tightly
with tears of joy streaming down her face.
“Never leave me, Sarah.” He whispered in
her ear.
“I will never leave you.” She whispered and
they slowly released themselves from the
“I present to you the latest couple!” The
Pastor exclaimed excitedly.
The church cheered and Sarah cried more in
her husband’s arms.
Five Years Later …
Sarah silently tip-toed behind her husband.
He was in his study, engrossed in reading.
She smiled to herself and gently covered his
eyes with both hands.
“It’s just you and I in this house Sarah. Plus, I
smelled you the moment you walked in.” He
Sarah released her hold, sighed and sat on
the study table, “Why do you figure me out
so easily? I can’t even surprise you! That
sucks.” She curled her arms around his neck.
“You are my wife; nothing you do is
supposed to surprise me.” He playfully
pecked her nose.
“But you’ve been in the study all day and I’m
bored!” She rolled her eyes.
“So what kind of fun do you suggest we
have then?” He swooped her off the table in
his arms.
“No! Not that kind of fun!” She hit him
playfully until he put her down.
“Ok.” He folded his arms on his chest,
looking into her eyes, “So what do you want
us to do?”
“Not us. Actually, all I want is to play with
your play station and you’ve hidden it again!
Just give it and you can continue your
reading. Pleaaaseee.” She blinked her eyes
“No way.” He went back toward his study
chair and sat, “Not my play station.”
“Why! You never let me touch it…like it’s
your baby.” She sulked.
“Well,” he rolled his eyes, “Not like you’ve
given me a baby yet.”
Sarah paused for a moment. Did he just say
that to her? The words struck her deep
down. “You shouldn’t have said that
Lawson…” She managed to say, her
countenance changing.
“But it’s true…I’m only saying the truth
Sarah.” He turned to face her, still sitting on
the chair.
“The truth? You think I don’t want us to
have kids?”
“Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that…”
He stood to face her now.
“Then what are you saying Lawson? Tell me,
what is the truth?”
“Let’s not do this today…please. You can
have the play station and play all you want.
It’s in my footwear locker and the key is in
my Bible.”
“You always do this…hurting me with your
words.” Her voice began to shake.
“Don’t start Sarah, please.”
“Tell me why you said those words to me! I
want to know!”
“Because I’m tired! I want to be a father! I
want to have my own kids Sarah…”
”And you think I don’t?!” Sarah flared, trying
not to let the tears pour.
“Then why can’t you get pregnant Sarah?
This is the fifth year we are trying.” He
clenched his teeth and walked out of the
Sarah was in shock. She sat on the chair for
some seconds, stood up again and sat on
the chair again…this time she held on to her
blouse and burst into tears.
Two Weeks Later …
“Lawson, wake up please.” Sarah tapped
Lawson gently opened his eyes and looked
at the alarm clock by his bedside, “It’s
2:00am Sarah…”
“It’s urgent.”
“I’m listening.” He said drowsily.
“Mother says we should come for tests. She
says she’s spoken to her doctor and he said
we should come.”
“What?” Lawson opened his eyes now,
“Your mother is in the UK for Christ’s sake!”
“Let’s just do it. We can go for the weekend;
let’s just give it a shot, please.”
“No. That would be rather expensive and…”
“It’s my birthday today and the only thing I
want from you is this trip.”
Lawson felt quiet now. For the past two
years now, his wife’s birthday has been
skipping his mind…totally.
“I’m…I’m sorry Sarah…It skipped my mind…”
“It always does.” She lay down back on the
bed, backing him.
Lawson wrapped his arms around her
waist, “I said I’m sorry…”
No response.
Lawson sighed, “Fine, we go this weekend.”
“Really?” She turned sharply, excited.
“If it will make you happy today.”
“Thank you baby.” She hugged him.
A Week After …
Sarah jerked at the vibration of the phone in
her pocket.

“Hi mom!” she pressed the phone to her ear
with her shoulders, wiping the washed
dishes with her hands.
“What is it mom?” she pressed it harder.
“The result…the result of the tests…” her
mother cried.
Sarah gently dropped the plate and the
wiper, heart racing… ”Just say it mom…”

What was the result?


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