Hatred on a girl child episode 13 – 14
HATRED ON A GIRL CHILD
EPISODE 13
I lost my marbles when I deciphered that the man whom I trusted as far as I could fling a bull by the tail póisoned me.
I broke out in a cold sweat when he came and said “Bâby, you’re too sweet on bed,I feel like jogging on you horizontally, daily”.
Words failed me and I was flabbergasted.
Then,he tried to touch my thighs but I moved out instantly though I was nâked but I was lucky my luggages were in the sitting room.
I wore my clothes expeditiously and eluded his house with my sober countenance.
He attempted to hinder me from going but I pushed him off. And the push made him to plummet on the surface of the earth.
I did that as though I wanted to blow a fuse.
It was 6:00am already and people were rambling and transversing along the road.
Big trailers and caravans were passing.
Tricycles, cars and buses were also passing.
I was insolvent and bankrupted. I had no money to board a bus that will take me to Aba.
I kept thinking outside the box on how to rise some money when I looked at one of my baggages.
“I would have to sell this together with the clothes in,side it in other to get money” I said my mind.
I bought that baggage fifteen thousand naira then and I was lucky to sell it for ten thousand naira together with the clothes.
I sold it to a young lady who pitied me when I narrated everything I had gone through to her.
Forthwith,I boarded a bus which ran like a greased lightning.
When I got home,my visage was full of smiles when I saw my baby girl bouncing as though she was much healthier.
“What happened Mezuo?” Mama asked. “I thought you said you’re going to stay with Ben”.
I smirked and told Mama that I would explicate what happened later and she did not repudiate.
I know that my child will console me. I know she would wipe away my tears.
“I must work very hærd and train you to any level of education” I said and cuddle her.”I will name you victory, because you must surely come out victorious”.
A year later, Victory was already in Nursery 2. She was very intelligent and brilliant and all her teachers were admiring her.
I was doing mini jobs in the village in other to help in paying her school fees and also providing for the family.
I was really hærdworking and all the people I worked for had all commended me.
One day,Mama was very sick and I had no money to buy drugs for her· the drugs I bought for her the other day had finished.
She was shaking and gasping for air when I ran to the pharmaceutical shop.
“Sir, please give me some drugs, my mother is very sick. I will pay you back when I come back from work today” I blubbered with my heart pounding.
“No!,go and get money first” He uttered.
I tried to beg him but he ordered me to get out.
That was the only pharmaceutical shop in the village and I know not of anybody to borrow money from.
I ran out immediately to check on Mama’s condition in the house. I got there and Mama was no longer breathing.
Mama have crossed over.
I scre-med with much pain in my heart and I felt like giving up the ghost.
EPISODE 14
I was afraid of my own shadow when I discovered that Mama had paid the debt of nature.
I sprawled out on the floor with my hands on my head scre-ming and sobbing dolefully.
“Mama why?” I sobbed.
Some people rushed to my house as though they heard my cries. Gradually, my house was filled with numerous sympathizers.
Some women, both old and young women sat beside me soothing me while other people folded their hands shaking their heads regrettably.
It was indeed a crying shame because I had no dime to take Mama to the mortuary.
I was truly at sixes and sirens.
“I will buy the casket so that your mother will be buried now,” a tall white-headed man said and touched my back.
I recalled vividly the first day Mama suffered a heart attack, I begged this affluent man couple of times to at least give me some money but he made an offer – that I should lay down with him.
I rejected and he chased me away from his humble abode.
Today, he came to mock me, I knew of that. My face was instantly buried in my hands and tears were dripping uncontrollably.
Mama was my strength when I had no strength. She was my fighter, my guardian angel.
I was the only child she birthed so, she loved me with passion.
More tears flowed down my cheeks when my close friend Edith brought back my victory from school.
I stood up immediately and held her up.
Her eyes were red and I was astonished when she said: “Grandma! where is she? “.
“She is sleeping in,side the room” I replied.
Victory nodded positively and cleaned my tears with his backhands. Then, I knew that this girl is the remedy to my problems.
She didn’t stop looking at the sympathizers who was sighing as though they were wounded.
At midday, Mama was laid to rest. I said my last goodbyes. She doesn’t deserve to díe yet – she hasn’t ripe the fruits of her labour.
After the funeral, people handed over some money, food items, et cetera to me
A year after the burial, Victory was two years old then. People were coming to pay their condolences and bit by bit, they stopped totally.
Things became unbearable for us and we hærdly eat one square meal a day.
A week later, while I was coming back from work, Edith my bosom friend ran to me and disclosed that kidnáppers invaded Victory’s school and abdûcted her and five others.
I was like a cat on hot bricks and tears couldn’t flow down as though my eyes were now tearless.
Then, I knew that the true definition of my life is misery.
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To be continued