Deleted Scene of IKLY

Movies go through editing to cut away a couple of scenes that may not be necessary to the movie at the end of the day and also to reduce the length of the movie.

I’ll keep loving you went through a lot of editing. Going back and forth with my editor and writing a few scenes all over again and changing a couple of new things.

Here’s one scene between Peju and Femi that was removed. I kinda like the scene… what do you think?

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Peju and Femi

Peju packed her braids up in a bun and applied a little make-up. The nude shade lipstick complimenting her skin tone. For a while now she questioned if she was making the right decision, going on a date with Femi. If she was ready for another man to take up the hole Abdul had left empty. She convinced herself if Abdul wasn’t coming back then she had to explore the possibility of something more coming out of her friendship with Femi.
There was no use holding on to the past.
As the days went by she found herself looking forward to her time with Femi, somehow hoping it would ease the pain in her heart.
Peju chuckled lightly as she wiped off the smudge of mascara on her eyelid, recalling Eliana’s reaction when Peju informed her she was willing to give him a chance. Eliana eagerly volunteered to choose Peju’s outfit: black high-waist skirt paired with an olive blouse.
Peju took a deep, nervous breath as she wore her earrings then stared at her reflection once more. Satisfied with her looks she glanced at the time on her wristwatch. He planned to pick her up at seven. It was a quarter to. She dabbed little perfume on both sides of her neck. Femi was as good as they came. He was kind, caring and funny. He had a heart of gold and was a man after God’s heart. If he was willing to give her another chance then she would be foolish to miss out on the opportunity.
“You really look good. Then again, you have always been beautiful.” He said when they got to his restaurant of choice. A nice, cosy place on the mainland.
She chuckled. “Your compliments aren’t a little exaggerated?”
“Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. And in any case, if anyone else can’t see what I see, then they must be blind.”
She smiled and leaned forward, placing both arms on the table. He looked attractive in his black shirt, rolled up at the sleeves and khaki pants. Earlier on, he apologized for not donning a jacket. He was tired from wearing a white coat all day. Peju didn’t mind what he wore on the outside, his inner man was dressed with so much more. “Thank you. What’s been going on with you?”
He rubbed his eyebrow. “Work and more work. I delivered a set of triplets today.”
Peju’s eyes widened. “For real? That’s awesome! Wow. How did it feel?”
“Beautiful. They were so small. Each weighed 2.3kg. It made me amazed at God’s work in forming lives.”
She nodded, chucking away the pain memory of her own loss brought. “Have you ever doubted your faith in any medical case?” She clasped her hands. “What I mean is – has there been any issue that made your faith shake and made you wonder if God could really do something about it?”
Peju knew why she queried him. The pain of having to start her life over was overwhelming. The dreams she had of a life with Abdul punctured would she ever stop thinking about him?
Femi looked down at the gold table-cloth, in deep thought. She took a bite of her food as she waited for his answer. He raised his head and looked at her. “Yes. There have been many times. There was a case of a man whose kidneys collapsed and it was going to cost over a million naira to perform the surgery. I thought nothing could happen. No miracle was going to occur. His family was poor and there was no way the money could come. God surprised me. The family testified that a stranger just came to their house three days before the scheduled surgery and gave them majority of the money needed.”
She blinked. “People still do that?” She had heard of testimonies like that but they were not so common these days, rather she didn’t feel those things could happen in a place like Nigeria where everyone always seemed to be more concerned about themselves.
“God, still does that. Just goes to show a miracle doesn’t have to come from a restored kidney, but God sending His steward to bring the money needed. There was also another case where a boy of about thirteen had a tumour in his brain. There was no way out and I gave him a predicted life-span of two months to live. His parents were believers who hoped for a miracle. I was too weak to join their faith. God healed that child. He’s currently in his first year in the university reading dentistry.”
She leaned back on her chair and dropped her hands on her lap. “Wow.”
Femi chuckled. “You can say that again. As a doctor, I come across different things that both build and shake my faith. But one thing that never changes is God is Sovereign. He decides in which way He wants to perform His signs and wonders. I have to keep reminding myself I’m simply a vessel and not a miracle worker.”
“I guess it’s true that we can’t box God.” She gazed down at her hands.
“He does as He pleases.”
And wouldn’t it have pleased You to restore my marriage, God?
“What are you thinking?” He questioned; his eyes on her.
Her eyes snapped back at his. Guilt jabbing her on all sides. “Just amazed at the wonders of God,” She fibbed. It would be awkward and silly to bring up conversation about her ex-husband on a date with another man.
Stop it. You need to forget Abdul. Your marriage with him has ended. Don’t keep hurting yourself.
He smiled at her. “I’m really glad you agreed to go out with me.”
“I’m glad you invited me. Didn’t think I still stood a chance with you.”
“I care a lot about you, Peju. In case you haven’t realized that yet. I hope that one day you will.”
She looked at him and the warmth visible in his eyes. Why didn’t she just go with Femi? Why did she go for a teenage love that was years ago, thinking it could work?
“I know you care. I guess I was too blind to notice. Too stupid.”
He groaned. “C’mon dear, don’t say that. We all make mistakes. I’ve made mistakes as well.”
Peju quirked a brow at him. For as long as she had known Femi, he didn’t look like he could hurt a single person in his life. Somehow, she was curious to know about his past life and how he was.
“I know it’s hard to believe but let’s not go into the past. Let’s leave the past behind us and look forward. Let’s start with this, are you nervous about us being here together?”
She was stunned for probably the third time that evening. “That’s very direct.”
“I know. I don’t want there to be any awkwardness whatsoever between us. I can guess how difficult this must be for you.”
She nodded her approval to the waiter as he gestured to clear her dishes. Once he left she responded, “Well, I was nervous when you picked me up and when we got here. It’s gradually easing off.”
“That’s good to know.”
“Can I ask you a question? Why do you always seem to mention God in almost every conversation we have. I know it’s not bad, but . . . doesn’t it always seem too much?”
Femi threw his head back in laughter. “I have never had anyone ask me that.” He coughed into a fist. “I believe if God is truly the centre of our lives then we shouldn’t have a problem talking about Him. In heaven we would be with Him twenty-four seven, so if we can’t enjoy little times with Him here, how would we feel spending eternity with Him.”
She tilted her head to the side. “I think you have managed to wow me so many times this evening.”
He shrugged and lifted his glass of fruit wine to his lips. “The evening isn’t over yet.” He winked and her heart fluttered. Somehow she felt guilty for feeling the way she did. “Where’s your favourite place to go for fun?”
“The beach.”
He nodded. “Probably we should plan that for our next date.”
She smiled a little. “Okay.”
“If you could get something now, what would it be?”
“A Spa treatment; the whole facials, body scrub, massage, manicure and pedicure . . . the whole shebang,” She laughed. “I’m in dire need of one.”
He winked at her. “That can be arranged. I have a friend who owns a Spa. She also owes me a favour.”
Peju shook her head as she waved her hand at him. “You don’t have to do that.”
“I don’t have to do a lot of things, Peju. But I want to.”
“I can’t believe you went out with Femi! Gosh, oya tell me. How did it go?”’ Eliana called to ask once Peju texted she was home.
Peju rolled her eyes as she took off her shoes and set it on the shoe rack. “Does your Aproko ever stop?” With bare feet, she took slow steps back to the living room and settled on the couch, curling her feet under her.
“I like gist and I won’t deny it. Don’t deviate and start talking.”
“It was fun. Femi is still the nice guy we all know. We talked a lot.” Peju drummed her fingers on the table next to her.
“And?”
Peju stretched out her legs in front of her and tugged on a strand her braid.
“What else do you want to know, madam?”
Eliana exhaled heavily. “Like did you feel any tingling sensation in your tummy or down your spine? Are you happy you went out with him? What are you feeling?”
Peju batted down the irritation at her friend’s succinct interrogations. “Na wa o . . . so much questions.”
“Talk jere. Oba would soon be home from work and I won’t be able to have this juicy conversation.”
Peju mulled over her thoughts and emotions. How did she feel? The feelings of earlier on were back. She felt unsure of herself. Uncertain. And yet, she couldn’t deny the obvious chemistry between them. Again, she felt vulnerable. She meant it when she told Femi it would likely have been better if she fell in love with him. Would have saved her from the deep pain from the loss of Abdul. As though her heart had been yanked out from her body.
“I don’t know. It felt weird being with another man. But then Femi isn’t exactly a stranger to me. I enjoyed the time we spent together and we agreed to meet again sometime soon.”
“Awww . . . I can’t imagine how it is for you but sis, just take it easy. I know it would be hard, God will see you through.”
Peju heard a doorbell ring over the phone and Eliana confirmed her husband was back. They promised to talk some more the next day and ended the call. She hugged herself as a wave of loneliness washed over her. Taking a deep breath, she picked her phone and headed to bed.

That’s about it!

What are your thoughts? 🙂

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Temitope Ogunyinka, is a loving, caring and friendly person. She is passionate about impacting the world through timeless wisdom and knowledge found in her thought provoking stories and writing that applies to all ages. Her stories and articles cut across love, relationship and romance in a way that does not deny the relevance of God in our everyday life. She is a devoted christian, passionate about bringing people to the knowledge of God’s true and unfailing love.

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