Dora And The Water god!
Episode 12
… My stepmother stood there watching the Dibia dance out of the palace, too shocked to even utter a word. It was when our Queen cleared her throat that she snapped out of whatever thought she was lost in.
“Woman, you have heard with both ears what the Dibia just said. Make sure she doesn’t go through any form of stress like he said. I will send for you after 9 months for the swearing. You may all leave now” Said the King and we all left the palace.
On our way home, my stepmother and her daughter walked side by side before me while I walked slowly after them.
There was nothing my ears didn’t hear from her. She kept on insult!ng the living daylight out of me while her daughter kept mum, walking beside her like somebody who no longer knew how to talk.
I ignored every of her !nsults, but my joy was the fact that she was told not to stress me through out the period of my pregnancy.
We arrived home and she sat on the verrander outside the house, calling me names and accusing of what I didn’t do. I went into my room quietly and I sat on the floor, and I began to reflect on all Neon said to me but I started to feel b@d that he didn’t even come out to see me when I visited the river after singing different songs.
By Blessing-Enejo Abrahams Elleywrites.
I got up and I went to take a shower. After I returned from the bathroom, there was this old plastic bucket by the corner of my room that I used to keep my folded neat clothes. I took the bucket and I started to select what to wear when all of a sudden, a wrapped black nylon dropped on the floor from the cloth I took to wear. I wanted to ignore it thinking it was just a nylon but I was having this urge to check it if there was something in it.
I picked up the nylon and I noticed that it was properly wrapped. I took my time to open it and lo and behold, it was money. I paused, and then looked left and right, dropping the cloth in my hand on the floor.
“How come?” I asked myself.
I brought out the money and after counting it, it was 1000 naira notes in 20 places.
“Is this a set up or something? ” I said with a hand on my waist and with gaze fixed.
“Well, they have failed again” I said picking up my cloth from the floor and I put it on.
I went straight to my stepmother who was still sitting at the verrander spewing insults and cursing, and I stretched forth the money to her.
She looked at me sc0rnfully from head to toe.
“Ehen, what is that?” She asked looking away, followed by a long hiss.
“It’s money ma. I don’t know who kept it in my room so I brought it to you”
“Please I beg you with whatever you hold dear, take that your ev!l spirit money and get out of my sight. So you’re devising another means so you could get me pen@lised right? You want me to take it so that by tomorrow morning I will not wake up from sleep? “
“Mama it’s not like that. I don’t know who kept it in my room, I thought it was one of you that was why I brought it” I said.
“Please, just leave here with that money. it’s not ours” She said, and I again left for my room wondering who dropped the money there after locking my door from behind.
A few minutes later I dozed off after thinking and thinking about who could have dropped it, and I had a dream.
In that dream, I saw Neon standing by my door, telling me to take care of the baby and I, that he was the one who left the money there when he visited earlier.
It was the bang on my door by my stepmother that jerked me up from sleep.
“Where’s that pr0stitute” She called at the top of her voice and I rushed up to open the door.
She flaunted the door open as soon as I opened it, and she marched in with both hands on her waist.
“Who got you pregnant?!” She asked in exclamation and I immediately began to scratch my head.
“Talk to me, who got you pregnant?!!” She probed again in a very harsh tone and I began to shiver.
I didn’t answer her and after a few seconds of staring endlessly at me, she stood bouncing with hands still on her waist, and with a devil!sh smile.
“Follow me” She said, and I followed.
We arrived in the living room and she handed me a concoction in a small glass cup.
“Drink it. It’s not under my watch that you will carry this b@stard in your womb. The swearing must take place, so you will drink it”
“I can’t” I said, already in tears.
Unknown to me that she had teamed up with her daughter, they fell me on the floor and they were about to forcefully pour the concoction down my throat when a very little girl appeared from nowhere tying a pure white wrapper from her neck down. She stretched forth her arm and the glass cup of concoction disappeared into her palm…
To be continued!
