Tears of a Helpless Woman
TEARS OF A HELPLESS WOMAN (episode 23)
© Pauline Mumbi
The following morning, I was a woman on a
mission. I had to secure all my property although I
was blank on what to do. The first thought that
crossed my mind was to approach lawyers. Thanks
to my love for reading, I had learnt a lot through
books .
A google search helped me find a number of
lawyers within Lusaka and I picked on the most
recommended. My account had some money which
I used partly to pay the lawyers.
After much discussion the lawyers helped me
secure my title deeds with the bank and now I had
to inspect the property.
I missed Atusaye so much but my life needed a lot
of org-nisation. I just couldn’t run after him with so
much at stake and I still had no idea when my
uncle would be a free man. The sooner I sorted my
life out the better.
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When I arrived at the mansion, the first person I
saw was the security officer Mr. Mwale who had
been so good to me when I lived there.
“Mr mwale!!.. You’re around?” I scre-med as a taxi
dropped me at the gate.
“Mwansa!!!! ” Mr mwale shouted as he ran to me.
“Am so happy to see you Mr. Mwale” I said as we
shook hands.
A lot of thoughts went through my head and I
remembered all that I went thorough, the memories
were so clear.
“So happy to see you too dear” he said.
“my dear a lot has happened” he started.
“Please Mr. Mwale don’t. I heard it all. I’m just
relieved that it is all over” I said.
“Yes my dear its all over. That man is really
good… He has saved you. He actually paid me to
stay when everyone left..” He said.
I knew he was referring to dads friend.
” You look like you’ve not been doing bad at all, how
is everything with you? He asked.
” I will tell you everything first let’s have a tour of
the house.” I said.
Mr Mwale and I talked as we went round the
mansion, thank God it was still under perfect
condition and ready to be occupied.
The next move I had to make was to check on the
3 flats, they too were well maintained so I did not
have work to do. The flats were all occupied so I
had to get a pass to view them. That same week i
scheduled a meeting with the tenants and they
signed fresh agreements.
The cheque I received from aunty Bertha
successfully cleared and i used the money to
purchase a good second hand car just to help me
run around and I occupied a small flat.
The lawyers had initially advised me to get a good
agent for all my property and the agents would help
me find good tenants. Since the mansion was still
empty I needed someone there but I new they may
let Mr. Mwale go. He had worked for us for a long
time and I just couldn’t stand the thought of him
being on the streets.
Mr. Mwale still needed his job so part of the
tenancy agreement on the mansion was that
security would be provided, the tenants just had to
pay. This went great and I decided to do the same
for the flats. Since Mr. Mwale was very trust worthy,
I removed him from the position of security guard
and promoted him to be in charge of the security
company. He now had 8 security guards under him
and we eventually added maintenance workers
under the security company.
With the help of Mr. Mwale I managed to find the
maids who worked for the mansion and I paid them
settlement to start there lives afresh.
It had been 2 months and I still hadn’t managed to
visit the Martin’s. However everything to do with my
property was in place and I was ready to visit the
Martin’s house.
The morning of my visit was really scary, I didn’t
know if I would be welcomed or chased. I just had
no idea.
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As I parked at the gate of the martins residents my
heart skipped.
“God I have to do this” I said to myself.
I knew I had spent too much time but I needed to
heal and reflect as I put my life in order. I didn’t
want to jump from one mess into another.
I still didn’t hoot but instead I started talking to
myself.
“OK Mwansa you’ll be OK. Just apologise and
everything else will fall into place. Oh no! Wh
at if
at if
he’s taken! .. Jesus I just can’t stand all these
thoughts!”
I hit the steering to clear my thoughts but ended up
hooting accidentally and the gate opened.
“Oh my God here we are” I said to myself as the
gate slid open.
I couldn’t escape now, it was time to see the
Martin’s and possibly receive forgiveness. If I turn
out lucky, I may even get the love of my life back.
To be continued…
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