Jessy and Wilson drove me to my house an
hour later, Jessy insisting she drive owing
to the fact my state of mind was unstable.
The whole ride to my house felt like i was
being dragged on a road of gravel tied to a
papa was not home yet before i was taken
home by Jessy and Wilson. My head was
heavy ad at the same light and i felt woozy.
It felt like a dream yet it was hurting like it
was real. kept on dialing Chioma’s number
on my way but it was still switched off.
“Leave my mummy alone” those tiny
sounds kept ringing in my head.
Ryans teary face kept flashing in my mind.
That look he gave me, that mixture of
anger spread into a chunk of helplessness.
It was familiar to me and bearing in my
mind my contempt for the man i bore this
feelings for, i couldn’t imagine my own son
having such feelings for me.
My night was a live hell for me. Chioma’s
bleeding words pieced my soul, my
wedding that is almost as probable as an
impossible event, what papa would do
when he finds out Ryan was my child and
Old wounds would definitely be reopened.
My baby chioma was carrying; How could
my child enter into the world with the way
Surprisingly Amanda’s teary helpless look
as i had my gripped round her neck made
worse by the crisp crystalline tears i made
I woke up in the morning with a throbbing
headache, my mouth was dry and my body
felt very fragile, i had being awake all
through the night.
I heavily picked myself up and headed for
the bathroom for some clean ups.
Picking my keys up i headed towards
Dialing her number as i drove. It rang the
first time then went into number busy, the
second time it was not available.
I blared my car horn with so much
impatience. Watched as the little hatch in
the gate opened and two pair of eyes
popped out then closed again.
Hassan stepped out stretching, his flowing
white robe still touched the ground.
“Whats going on” i cursed under my
breathe yanking my car door open.
Hassan never come after seeing my car
from the hatch, he knows most of the cars
i drive due to my frequent visit the last
couple of weeks and he always looks
forward to hailing my name with his hands
thrown to the air, it always earned him
some few naira notes.
“Hassan what is it, open the gate for me!” I
intoned walking toward him, his hands
were still thrown up in the air but i doubt if
he was still stretching.
“Oga gudu afun” He said throwing his face
out through the other flank trying to avoid
my gaze and his mouth in a sulking
“Ok ok Hassan good afternoon, can you
open the gate now” Impatience was riddled
in my tone and my hands demonstrated
Hassan shook is head slightly still bearing
his his face the opposite direction.
“What do you mean by that” I retorted, a
pinch of anger flying out.
“Oga, oga and madam say make i no allow
me cross gate egen (again) walahi oga i is
not my fot”
Hassan sounded pleading.
I didn’t speak any word again, i turned and
re-entered my car and zoomed off with a
neck breaking speed.
I drove into papa’s compound in
shimmering atmosphere of the evening
Ryan was running around the compound
with his ball.
“My son” I murmured looking at Ryan play
still inside my car.
He was handsome, he had Amanda’s skin
colour, a smallish nose and a relatively
small eyes which sparkled with a lot of
My lips formed into a smile watching him
play, his slim cracking laughs as he chased
the ball around.
I got down from the car and walk to him.
“Hello Ryan” I smiled to him jolting him out
of his football cast spell.
He looked at me and his face changed, the
happy laughing facing slowly began to wear
a frown before me.
I knelt before him to bring our height a little
closer, took his smallish small hands in
mine still trying to force out a smile.
“Am sorry for what happened yesterday, i
was only playing with mummy” i intoned
peering into his face searching for a smile
getting a reciprocating stare in return.
“Now give uncle a hug” i sang now wearing
a grin, the word ‘uncle’ thumped my heart
Taking his little frame into my arms i
hugged him tight, felt his little arms go
round my back after staying numb for a
My face forced out a real smile now
tightening my arms around him.
Standing up still bearing him in my arms, i
met Amanda’s full stare. she was standing
a few yards away looking at i and Ryan.
“Good evening” I said walking up to her, i
could make out a black eye and a swollen
cheek, remnants of yesterday’s event.
“Good evening sky” she muttered focusing
her gaze more on the child in my arms.
“I will like to take Ryan out this evening, he
may stay with me in my house today” i
said looking more into her face.
“Alright” . . . that was the greatest surprise
of the century. Never expected Amanda to
agree so easily, something really is different
She prepared Ryan’s little back pack and i
left with him. taking him round the city and
most of the children’s park i could locate.
I was happy seeing his innocent beautiful
self happy, and creating a connection
Just a little after twilight, i went home after
my tiresome playing session with Ryan
round the city
Pushing my door open “Welcome to our
..Chioma was seating in one of the sofas
waiting for me..
Click Here To See The List Of Our Completed Stories
DONATE TO US!
HELLO DEAR, DO YOU NEED ANY ASSISTANCE?
Always Use The Search At The Top or Bottom of This Page To Find Any Story Part You Need. Just Type The Name Of The Story You Are Looking For. And Boom, You Have It.
For Your Easy Access, Save Or Bookmark Our Website CoolStories22.Com On Your Favorite Browser, So That You Can Easily Re-visit Daily.
SHOW US LOVE!: