Who Is My Father? Batch 1

Who Is My Father?
(By Miss Oladokun Eunice)
Episode 1
Her eyes were clouded with tears. She tried to hold in but she couldn’t resist it. Tears dropped on her cheek and she realised she was already crying.
“Why was she crying” I asked myself.
She hasn’t even said anything.
Whenever I asked her about my father,she had managed to elude the topic with her facial expression.
I hate it when she’s sad but I was determined to listen to whatever she has to say. I appreciate everything she had done for me,but she has to do this for me.
“Who is my father” I roared.
She looked at me sharply. I knew that was the least she had expected of me.
“Feyi” she muttered.
I looked away swiftly,I didn’t want to look at her face.
“Tunji…”
I cut in abruptly. “Tunji is who???”
“Your father”
My eyes w¡dened in surprise.
“My father?,My Boss?”
I grabbed hold of her hands and clasped it tightly, she frozed with terror.
I stood up and made way for the door. For the very first time, I drove rashly. I wished I increase my pace than that.
I darted into Tunji’s mansion. I glanced through the living room
“Tunji! Tunji!” I called
Nobody surface untill after three minutes. It was his maid.
“Where is Tunji?”
“Errrm..Orr..Orr..Oga”
I grasped her on the shoulders and shook her.
“Aye mi ooo, eleda mi ooo,…”
“…Halt!” I exclaimed
“I never see oga since e don commot for house since morning.
Madam I swear”
I let go of her. I was breathing tremendously,I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, so I’ve been working with my father besides that I’ve been having fun with him. My mum wouldn’t believe it if I told her I was dating him.
He asked me out on a colleague’s birthday,I accepted him without a second thought. Why was I too engrossed?
The door banged and I realised I was lost in my thought.
“Feyisara!” He startled me
I gained consciousness.
He nuzzled against me. I felt like strangling the life out of him.
“Hmmmm” I gro-ned. “I’m not here for that. Mr Tunji Williams, tell me it’s not true. Are you my ather?”
He stood akimbo.
“What’s all this?” He questioned
“Don’t pretend as if you don’t what I’m saying!” I shouted.
“I know your mum is behind this. How could she design such lies for you?”
I blinked back my tears. I’d watched it in the movies but I still couldn’t believe it was happening to me.
“Let’s go to the hospital” I said as I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“No problem!”
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I checked the time, it was 6:49pm. I’ve been affected psychologically, physically, mentally.
My vision went blurred as tears filled my eyes. I opened my wardrobe and picked a cloth. Ooops! I picked my pyjamas instead of a dress. I must be in the studio before 7:00pm.
“Tunji can’t be my father, he can’t! How old is he?
I’m 24 years of age, my mum is just 42. But Tunji doesn’t look like he’s in his forties. He’s handsome, tall and versatile. Does he knows I’m his daughter? Was that why he employed me as an On-Air-Personality? I have to be on air now,how will I cope without crying?”
Soliloquizing.
I reclined to the wall and fell on the marble floor. I wept uncontrollably till I slept off.
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I had been pacing the cardinal points of the doctor’s office for the past thirty minutes.
I looked at my mum, she looked aged and scruffy. Tunji on the other side was staring into the space.
. I sat upright.
“Weldone Doc.” Mum greeted
“Thanks ma’am”
“What’s the DNA test result?” I asked anxiously.
Episode 2
The doctor emerged from the inner chamber. I sat upright.
“Weldone Doc.” Mum greeted
“Thanks ma’am”
“What’s the DNA test result?” I asked anxiously.
He removed his glasses and wiped the lense.
“I must tell you sir,that your deoxyribonucleic acid cells do not concur with each other” He said.
I leaned against the seat. That result consoled my spirit. But I was still bothered. I took a quick glance on the Doctor and fixed the gaze on my mom. She looked astonished.
“We are grateful Doc.” Tunji uttered in his masculine voice.
He stood up and turned to look at me. My tummy rumbled together.
I was afraid someone might hear the rumbling. I puckered my face and bite my l-ips. I haven’t taken anything and ugly event never cease to occur.
He went out and banged the door.
I stood up and followed him.
Ooops! He’s gone!
I knew it was over.
His voice ran through my veins and I shivered.
“Don’t bother to resume duty. I called a sister station to send me a new presenter”
My tummy rumbled together again. I wanted to throw up right there but I held in. I touched my neck,it was hot.
“Gran,gran,gran”
“Who is this?” I grimaced as I deep my hands into my purse in search of my phone.
Unknown Number!
“Hello Feyi! Get a newspaper from a vendor or visit any news website and read the latest” the caller said swiftly.
“Who is this?”
“This is Felix” the caller responded
“Felix who?” I questioned.
He’s gone!
The name doesn’t rang a bell. I was totally bewildered.
“Who was that?”
I knew it was my mom’s voice so I ignored.
“Felix?” She questioned.
I nodded in confirmation.
“I hate u mom!” I said without any regret for the utterance.
“It’s apparent you were once a s€×-worker,who knows if you’re still one. You’ve been sleeping with men since teenage age. I’ve heard various news of children with single parents suffering traumatic effects that affected their studies but it appeared I didn’t suffer at all. Why I’m I suffering now? Just because of you,I’ve lost my job and….” I cried bitterly.
Where those word were coming out,I couldn’t tell.
“I’m sorry Feyi. There is nothing I would say that will make sense” she replied.
I smiles wryly. “You don’t need to be sorry,I look forward to seeing my father soon!”
I marched forward to my car.
“I can explain” she sobbed
“Hold whatever you’ve got to explain” I snarled.
I dashed into my car and zoomed off.
I pulled the car to a standstill,I got down and my phone rang again.
“Hello Feyi! This is Sister Tara. I suggest u get a newspaper right now”
“Sis Tara. I hope all is well.”
“Just get it my sister. It is well with you”
I sighed heavily.’My Father’ was the latest the day before yesterday and yesterday. ‘Newspaper’ is the latest today.
“Thank you sister Tara.” I replied.
“Auntie Feyi,two hefty men asked after you” Tobi,my neighbour’s son delivered.
“Two hefty men?”
“Yes. They are big,tall,huge” he gesticulated.
“Ehn ehn” I stood akimbo.
I laughed hysterically. Every bit of the young boy amazes me . I gave him #20.
He fell prostrate and glided into their apartment.
My mind dashed back to Sis Tara’s call. That sister that disturbs me with house fellowsh¡p.
“Sis Feyi,it’s time for fellowsh¡p”
Whenever I gave her flimsy excuses.
Her response would be “I’ll be praying for you”.
I ins**ted my key. Surprisingly,the door was not locked. I entered and scanned around the room. I searched thoroughly and sat down. I thought it was ordinary an imagination.
I could vividly remember back in secondary school.
“If you’re seeing or perceiving strange things that can’t happen,stop imagination” my literature teacher would say.
I caught a glimpse of a leg. I stood on my feet swiftly.
“Hello!”
Nobody responded
“Hello!
I was strangled by the neck,I felt a textile made with cotton on my face.
I scre-med!
Watch out for Episode 3