UPDATE: The author for the last part of SteemShort #2 has been chosen (2018-Jan-09)

The summary with the most upvotes (183) has been written by @bcrafts.

Congratulations, @bcrafts

Here is the summary:

Lying next to Sandra, Kenny woke up from his slumber to notice he hadn't slept in his room. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and noticed he had indeed slept in Sandra's room and both of them naked. Sandra's plan had work and had caught Kenny unnoticed. Kenny scrambled for his clothes and left the room as fast possible thinking about his darling wife Lynda how worried she would be. Kenny tried to recollect events of past night but nothing seems to come up.

Six weeks later, Kenny came home to see Sandra dancing like never before. Still vexed with her for the events of the past, Sandra without care went towards Kenny and whispered to his ears that she was pregnant. Kenny, surprised and only managing to smile but skeptical with the news due to a doctors report that he indeed has suffered erectile dysfunction due to the accident but was not noticed early. Kenny thought to himself "How would Lynda feel about the news and Is this a miracle child ?".

Eight months later, Kenny becomes the father of a miracle child, but from an unexpected woman. A surpise that caught even the attention of the medical world and made the newspapers.

SteemShort #2 - Post 3: Request for the Last Part of the Story

SteemShorts are short stories written collaboratively by three different authors and illustrated by an artist/photographer.
The process to create a SteemShort is described in this post: SteemShorts: Collaborative Short Stories.

This is the request for the last part of the second SteemShort.

The first part has been written by @sistem and the middle part by @aderonkemi. Both parts are shown below.

Authors that want to write this last part should send in a comment the summary of their proposed contribution. This summary must be in 100 to 200 words. Any proposed summary that is shorter than 100 words or longer than 200 words will not be considered. The summary must describe the end of the story.

The chosen author will be the one that have the most upvotes for his summary comment 4 days after this post. The post will be updated to indicate which author has been chosen.
The chosen author will then be instructed how to submit their full constribution. The full contribution need to be between 500 and 1,500 words, with no sound, image or video.

Once the full contribution of the chosen author will be received, another post with the full text of the story will request proposals for an illustration for the story, as well as a title from the 3 authors.

All authors need to agree for a "Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike" (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/legalcode).

No title for the short story should be suggested. When the full text of the full story will be known, the three different authors will each propose a title.

So, writers, send your summary proposals.

And, readers, upvote the summaries that you like.

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First part of the story, by @sistem (Udekwu Chukwuebuka):

On the 24th of December is Kenny’s birthday. Kenny has anticipated this birthday from the beginning of the year and has plans to make it real big. He had never really been into parties, socials or fun fair and was never interested or allowed himself get talked into doing any of those. His life was relatively one you would call boring and he never got to celebrate his birthday because he was from a poor background and birthdays were never a luxury to reckon with.

Kenny loved keeping to himself and never really had friends, except for few acquaintances who were just used to his very calm and collected personality.

Being the first born child to his parents and having four brothers and two sisters to cater for, Kenny never had time for himself. He was a very hardworking young man who had to work from Monday to Saturday just to have enough to cater for his immediate and extended family. Though his job isn’t one you would call lucrative, he dedicated himself to doing it and often got good appraisals from his boss and colleagues.
Kenny is married to a tall beautiful young lady, Lynda, whose feet he was ready to worship and he revered the dust that came off her feet. Lynda is a light skinned lady whose skin glows like that of a fluorescent lamp. She is from a wealthy family and therefore attended the best schools. She studied Linguistics and so speaks so eloquently, that anyone would think she had never set foot on the shores of Nigeria. Her parents made sure she never lacked anything and even had to send her to the University of Birmingham, United Kingdom, for her Masters degree and when she returned, love struck and she found herself falling head over heels in love with Kenny who worships in the same church with her and who, at the time, was a graduate who just got a job. Lynda’s parents were never in support of their union and vowed never to have anything to do with Lynda if she happens to finally get married to Kenny. That didn’t deter Lynda, as she went ahead to marry Kenny without the consent and blessings of her parents.

Kenny loved his wife so dearly that nothing could ever separate him from his love for his wife, but all that was about to change. Lynda, on the other hand was a sweet loving lady who respected and worshiped her husband. She is a mother to a beautiful girl, Cindy, and would do absolutely anything to keep her man and marriage like most African women would.

Well, trouble started when Kenny got a new and a better job. The young graduate of Electrical Engineering, who used to work in an Electrical Installation company with a basic remuneration of Sixty Thousand Naira (₦60,000) soon landed a job in a multinational Oil and Gas firm and his basic salary grew from seemingly nothing to way over Three Hundred and Fifty Thousand Naira (₦350,000) and that’s when everything changed.
Plans for Kenny’s birthday celebration commenced and he was filled with so much excitement as he was going to celebrate his birthday for the very first time and not just any birthday, but his 35th birthday. He was also excited because, for the very first time, he will be spending so much and wouldn’t feel he has.

After all, he earns over ₦350,000; he thought to himself.

On the 22nd day of December, all preparations had been made and everyone was ready for the big day. The 600 seat capacity hall had been paid for, the cooks were ready as they had all the ingredients handy, ready for the big day. The drinks had also been bought and the family cloth sewn and collected from the tailor but however, one thing was left out. The graphics designer who was supposed to design and print the invitation cards was nowhere to be found and his phone was unreachable. What could have happened to him? Nobody had an answer to that. Kenny became apprehensive and couldn’t keep his cool. He got his car key, got into his Honda Pilot SUV and drove off to the designer’s workshop but found it locked up.

Kenny had no choice but to make a last minute arrangement. He thought of a friend he could call but didn’t have anyone in mind who could give him the kind of quick information he needed. A thought soon crossed his mind and he remembered Miss Sandra, a colleague of his. Sandra is a tall pretty dark skinned lady with a charm that made every man in her work place crave her. She has the shape of a goddess and you could describe her shape using the hour glass. She catches the attention of all and sundry and never seizes to use what she has to get what she wants, if you know what I mean. She had always liked Mr Kenny but he never gave room for such an ungodly relationship and that made Miss Sandra crave him the more.
Kenny picked up his iphone7 plus and dialled Sandra’s number as it was a usual practice in his office to have every colleagues phone number just in-case of emergencies. Miss Sandra picked up her phone and at first was excited getting a call from a man she liked so much, she thought to herself; has he finally decided to loosen up on me? But to her dismay, he only called to ask about the graphic designer who designed her 29th birthday card, which was used to celebrated her birthday just few weeks back. She gave him the contact of the man but also decided to try her luck with Mr Kenny. She asked Kenny to come over to her house so they could have a good time, promising to help him cool off and make him less apprehensive, but Kenny wasn’t ready for any of that so he hissed and hung up the call. This act got Sandra embittered and she vowed she would have Mr Kenny at all cost, stating that no man ever escapes her grip.
Necessary calls were made and by the next day, the invitation cards were printed and distributed. Having had everything set, Mr Kenny gave a sigh of relief and went to bed that night.

On the 24th of December, the big day all have been waiting for, a Saturday to remember, the party started at exactly 3pm. The D.J (Disc Jockey) started with slow lovely songs to warm up the atmosphere and welcome the guests. The opening prayer was made and the chairman of the occasion made his opening remark. The next on the agenda was the couple’s dance and that was when Miss Sandra walked in uninvited. As soon as Mr Kenny saw Sandra, he became uneasy because he knew Sandra was up to something after rudely ending the call on her the previous day. The party continued and Miss Sandra could be seen dancing and drinking, after all she only came to have fun. It wasn’t yet time to strike and that wasn’t her mode of operation.
The party came to an end with a closing remark and Sandra left the venue. Mr Kenny and his wife, Lynda, were filled with excitement because all went as planned. They said their night prayer and retried to bed but Kenny thought to himself; Miss Sandra came to my party uninvited, yet didn’t do anything absurd. Could she be cooking up anything? While he was having these thoughts, sleep took the better part of him and he dozed off.

It was a rainy day and Lynda couldn’t get enough of the nagging, “are you listening to what I am saying?”, she asked Mr Kenny, but he greeted her with silence as he was trying to concentrate on the road to avoid mishap. Lynda wasn’t having any of that as she stretched towards the steering but was met with a resounding slap from Kenny.

Earlier that day, Kenny and Lynda had woken up in a very high spirit as it was the 25th of December and they were both happy for the success of the birthday party and for having seen yet another Christmas. They both hurriedly said their morning prayers and Lynda ran to the other room to wake Cindy up. They had their bath, ate and prepared for church and at exactly 8:00 CAT they made to leave for church when Mr Kenny received a text message on his Phone but unfortunately the phone was with Lynda.

“You slapped me”, She said and in a bid to retaliate, the car skid off the road and ran into a ditch by the road side.

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Middle part of the story, by @aderonkemi (Fowotade Aderonke):

"Come back to daddy Cindy, that route is dangerous”

Kenny said, stretching his hands in a hug style for his 5year old to take but she ran father away from him going into that unfamiliar terrain they had both found themselves. Whoever taught her to be this stubborn he never knew. He kept chasing her still.

"Cindy please wait for daddy. You can’t go there all by yourself"

She would turn her beautiful angelic face at intervals to look at him and giggle but she never stopped going. He could hear her laughter cackle afar off. No matter how he tried, he wasn’t catching up with the little girl. What is happening to him? He couldn’t overtake a 5year old? While still dwelling in his own Dilemma, he lost trail and couldn’t hear her laughs again.

"Cindy…"

Silence.

“Where are you baby? Come out to daddy…”

More silence.

"Cindy! Please don’t leave daddy and go out there alone!"

Reality hit him that he must have lost her and it was then he sat down on the floor to weep. Where would he find his precious baby?

“My baby please come back to me…"

Those were words he was murmuring when he heard voices around him and he slowly opened his eyes to reality.

"He’s awake!"…

“Doctor he’s regained consciousness, the patient”

“The patient? Him? Cindy? Oh no!!! The accident!” he recollected and made to jump up from his bed but hands held him down.

“You can’t get up yet” said a man in white. Must be the doctor, he didn’t care!.

“Where is my child? Where is my wife? Please tell me all is well. Let me go to see them. Loose these drips off my hands. I can’t be cured without seeing them first. Why are you not loosing me? Should I just…”

"Calm down Mr Kenny, they both are fine. You should just focus on getting better first. You just regained consciousness after three days of your admission here. We are glad you could make it out successfully. It was quite a fatal accident" the doctor reassured

Events were falling in place now and he could recollect how everything came to be. That fateful Sunday, he was preparing for thanksgiving in church with his family. The night before was a big celebration he had hosted to mark his new age. It was only normal to end all in the presence of the Almighty. He was in the bathroom when he heard his phone ring but didn’t take heed to it and then he heard the message beep tone.

His wife called to him to notify him of the development but since he had nothing to keep from this woman, he told her to go ahead and read what was in that message that seemed urgent. But rather than read it out loud, she kept mute. He still had the soap lather on his face when he peeked to see what’s up through the translucent bathroom door. She stood affixed with eyes glued to the phone with a grim expression caressing her face.

“Honey, what is the issue?”

He had asked her but she replied with a shocking question

“Who is Sandra?”

He stood transfixed by the room door with no words coming out of his mouth. Why would she mention that? Her words brought him back from his reverie.

“You can’t talk, eh?, you men always can’t talk when your secrets are in the open! I deserve to know who she is."

Why was she reacting this way? What was on the message that came in? He made for the phone to read up but Linda barred his way threatening to spill trouble.

“Speak up” she commanded.

He knew failure to do so would brim argument so he explained to her how she was his colleague at work and one who found him an impromptu photographer for the previous day’s event. Linda wasn’t having none of that as she showed him what Sandra sent. It was a Whatsapp message with a picture attached to it. It reads:

“Thanks for yesternight handsome, I slept cozily in your shirt.”

The picture attached to the text was Sandra wearing one of Kenny’s shirts in a rather flirtatious manner. Of course, even he was dumbfounded at this action.

"What was she doing with your shirt? And what about yesterday night?" Lynda barked!

“Sweetie I can explain. She was at the party yesterday and she got drunk. In the process, she spilled her cloth with red wine and it wasn’t a pretty sight to behold. I was embarrassed for her and gave her one of my shirts to change into. I hailed a cab to take her home after this. Her safety was my responsibility too since she came for me. I am sure you can trust that nothing happened. You know your husband. Please …”

"Ehn ehn, you mean nothing happened with two grown ups in an enclosed place? What a wow!"

She hissed and walked away. The house was gloomy that morning. They only acted fine in the presence of their daughter but guess women can’t be silenced for long hence why she brought it up again in the car.

"You are truly a Judas! I trusted you and yet, you were with another woman. I wonder what men are seeking out of their marriage! In what way is she better than me?" She was nagging profusely.

“Please let’s discuss this later. Cindy is here and you are making me lack focus on the wheels.” He pleaded.

She kept ranting and making their daughter frightened even with those inglorious words. What was she teaching to their child? He couldn’t take it no more when she mentioned “Adulterer”. Before he could learn self-control, his hands flew and dealt her a slap across the face. Oh no! What had he done??!! Raised a hand against a woman? His wife? He didn’t see the trailer coming at the front earlier. In a bid to avoid collision, he drove directly into a ditch! That was all he could remember.

Two days after he regained consciousness, he demanded to see his wife and daughter. It was at this point he learned his daughter couldn’t make it alive but his wife would be stable after a few days. He wept uncontrollably for days until he was eventually discharged alongside his wife. He was perfectly fine except for some minor cuts on his body but Lynda wasn’t entirely lucky as she was struck with a partial stroke thereby leaving her to use a wheelchair for movement.

She was saddened by her daughter’s demise and the calamity as a whole that struck because of her distrust. All these humbled her and made her calm when that same Sandra offered to comfort and help them around the house till they are strong enough. Kenny wanted to object but she said it was fine. He then knelt down and swore to his wife that he won’t be swayed not even by her disabilities.

He stuck to his words as he treated his handicapped wife like a queen. She was his queen and he loved her. Meanwhile, Sandra was doing everything womanly possible to get Kenny’s attention but he wasn’t moved. She went as far as bribing some greedy core family heads to convince him to take another wife and the need to make a new offspring in place of the demised Cindy.

It was a hot battle between Kenny and his extended family when he refused to take a second wife, not Sandra especially! He had an unforgivable grudge against her and couldn’t hurt his wife. When he proved to be too stubborn, the relatives blamed his wife and called her a witch witch who didn’t want her husband to give birth to children since she is handicapped and maybe barren. These words got to her and for her sake, Kenny took in Sandra as a second wife.

He never performed any husband functions to Sandra but rather saw her as one of numerous home appliances. He always assured Lynda that he would never do anything to hurt her even though she sometimes plead that he shows her some love once in a blue moon. He wouldn’t comply and for this reason, made their bedroom sacred to them alone.

All these infuriates Sandra everyday. What sort of man wouldn’t even take two glances at an endowed lady as her? She agreed she was greedy to want another man but what could she do when her heart beats for only him? Well, if nothing, she loved that she always have a backup plan. She took Kenny’s favorite wine from the cellar and refrigerated it. If Kenny didn’t fall for this last ploy, then she would consider him INHUMAN…

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