My soulmate episode 1

🥰MY
💋
SOULMATE 💏
🔔An African tale🔔
🍏Yoruba series🍏
Written by: Pinky Preshy Chioma✍️
🎈Season 01🎈
Grab your pop corn and ice cream let’s hit the jackpot 🎊 💃 🍿🍦🧁
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🔔 Ding dong! Ding dong! 🔔 The doorbell rang noisly.
“Ahh! Who is it?” The elderly woman scre-med from the dinning before opening the door.
“Maami… Good evening ma!” Simisola greeted and hugged her mom.
“Simi why did you take long eh? Look at the time… It’s past eight already” Mrs Folashade her mother said as the walked to the sitting room and sat down.
“Uhhh… Maami (Mommy) I couldn’t leave the hospital besides you just invited me to have dinner with you” Simi gro-ned
“Eh… Yes! I have something very important to discuss with you so you will be spending the night here” Mrs Folashade said
“What? I can’t! This is Oshodi Maami and the hospital is located in Lekki… I don’t want to be late to work” Simi said.
“And so? Ahh… Just because you are living in Phase 2 Lekki and your mom is living in a comfortable apartment in Oshodi, we won’t hear again…” Mrs Folashade snorted
“But Maami… You know how much I value my work” Simi shook her head.
“Shut up! Are you the only doctor in that hospital… My friend go upstairs and refresh then come to the dinning for dinner” Mrs Folashade said walking to the kitchen.
“OK…. (under her breath) Arrgghh… Maami is really something else” Simi said as she headed upstairs.
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They sat on the dinning eating the well prepared Yoruba dish.
“Mmhhh… Delicious Maami!” Simi smiled
“Thank you child” Mrs Folashade said happily.
“Uhh.. That reminds me, Maami why did you call me over for dinner?” Simi asked
Mrs Folashade used a serviette to clean her mouth and cleared her throat.
“Good question! Did you see that on the table?” Mrs Folashade pointed to the table on the sitting room.
“The asoebi (cloth)… The two of them?” Simi asked
“Yes!” Mrs Folashade said
“What about them? The look very colourful” Simi smiled
“That red one there was given to me by Aderunke’s mother… It’s her wedding asoebi” Mrs Folashade said
“What? Runke is getting married? Oh! Am so happy for her” Simi exclaimed
“Yes she is getting married and you should be happy for her… I wonder when people will happy for you too” Mrs Folashade said as she eyed her.
Simi choked as she reaches for a glass of water.
“Someday Maami” She added
“Someday? When is that day ever going to come? And the other asoebi is Bimpe’s own she’s getting married too by next month” Mrs Folashade said
“Even Bimpe my cousin too?” Simi said almost inaudibly
“And you are here happy for them? When will you get married Simi? When? Look at small Runke of yesterday…Your cousin sister that you carried and nurtured is getting married… Are you not ashamed of yourself?” Mrs Folashade fired
“Maami ejoor (please) I will get married when the time comes… Am just too busy with work” Simi said
“Shut up! When the time comes my foot! When will the time come? Look at your little sister, your immediate younger sister Toyosi…my very lovely daughter, her wedding is in two days time and you are here saying when the time comes” Mrs Folashade said in annoyance.
“Maami please I don’t have the strength for all this right now” She said
“Ahh… Oluwa eh! This girl want to kill me? Am I the only one that has an educated hærdworking doctor as a first daughter?” Mrs Folashade wailed uncontrollably
“Maami that’s enough already! I will get married soon” Simi said
“How? When you spend all your time in the hospital? You are 28 for God’s sake Simisola yet you have no boyfriend and your younger sister Toyosi is getting married in two days yet you keep focusing in the hospital” Mrs Folashade yelled
“Mmhhhh…. I really have to go to bed early, I have work tomorrow” Simi said trying to excuse her.
“My friend come back here… Listen you are going back to your apartment tomorrow morning and you are not going to work as well” Mrs Folashade said
“Why Maami? I have patients who I am their personal doctor!” Simi said
“I don’t care! Better call them and tell them that you are not going to go to work tomorrow.. madam working class lady!” Mrs Folashade said. Written by Pinky Preshy Chioma.
“Why?” Simisola asked
“We are going to see Prophet Obafemi tomorrow… Let him conduct deliverance for you” Mrs Folashade said
“Whatever Maami!” Simi said as she walked upstairs.
“Yes! The prophet will cast the evil spirits that are delaying my daughter’s marriage” Mrs Folashade said to herself.
Simi’s Pov:
I walked into the room and lay heavily on the bed.
Ah…Maami will never kill me!
She’s giving me a heart attack on this marriage issue.
My name is Simisola Bankole…. And Simi for short.
Well am a doctor… a workaholic! I hærdly have time for myself and I don’t even have a boyfriend.
All I do is to go from work to the house.
And my younger sister Toyosi is actually getting married in two days time.
Since then, my mom has been on my neck.
I breathed heavily as I kept staring at the ceiling fan.
I can’t miss work tomorrow…
I have to sneak out tomorrow.
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The next morning…..
it was 4am in the morning 🕒
I quickly took a shower and dressed up.
I picked up my shoe and handbag as I tiptoed out of the house.
I was about to open the sitting room door when mom scre-med at me.
“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING TO?” Maami’s voice yelled.
My heart skipped…..
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#To_be_continued
How do you see the story? 😁
But Mrs Folashade is something else 😂
Stay tuned!