Jane was preparing Jake for school hiding
her bruised face from her son as she bent
down to buckle his shoes, he bent down to
look at her face,
Jane: “Jake!!!” he moved away from her with
a gory gaze, “I’m sorry baby. Come here
mummy didn’t mean to scream at you,” drew
him closer.
Footsteps were heard from the room. The
owner seemed to be dragging them. It was
Felix.
He drew the chair of the dinning to sit,
Felix: “Can’t I have peace in this house? Why
do you have to scream on our son like that?”
he walked to where they were, tried touching
Jake but the boy clung to his mother, “Come
to daddy,boy!” he shrugged,
Jane: “The boy is late for school!” she
looked away.
He carried Jake by force as Jake started
crying,
Felix: “I’m your father! I’m your fucking
father!” Jake increased his cry.
Jane: “Let the boy, Felix!” he flung Jake on
her as they both fall on the center table.
Felix: “He is my son, you gorrit? Don’t know
the garbage you’re feeding him with!”
He walked out; Jane and Jake are clung to
each other, Jane sobbed uncontrollably,
Jake: “Why does dad like swearing, mum?”
She embraced him very tight.
Felix: “I’ll teach that bitch that no one can
turn a son away from father,” he pushed the
door open as splashing of water was heard,
“Where are you?”
With water fizzling into her mouth,
Jane: “Who’s that?” she had forgotten to lock
the door, quickly she poured water on her
body. Her heart skipped when the door of the
bathroom banged on the wall, “Jesus!” their
eyes met.
The fire in his eyes made goose pimple
appeared on all over the body, “What is it?”
she managed to say.
Felix leaned on the door,
Felix: “I want you to explain to me. Why you
have turned my son against me? Why!?”
Jane: “You don’t have to scream, Felix!”
Felix: “What rights do you have to tell me not
to scream in my own fucking house!”
Jane: “It’s our house…. I’m still your wife,”
she picked a towel to cover her body but he
dragged the towelout of her hands as she
tripped on the slippery tiles and fell.
Comfort has been calling Israel since the
dawn of the day but he has been ignoring
her; she is set for work. By 8 am she ought
to have resumed but she wasn’t going
straight to the office; she had to visit the co-
operate bodies she had dropped letters with.
Comfort: “Baby,pick na, please don’t make
start my Monday morning in this manner
na!”
She dialed his number again but he wasn’t
picking. After the quarrel Israel had left her
place very early in the morning. That was his
problem. Short tempered.
Israel: “Are you with my spare?” he had
asked her and she handed it to him; bolted
out without saying a good bye or see you
later.
A call came in. it was her boss. With her
mouth she whistled, what was she going to
tell her? Her boss was those ones that were
unbearable. Never believed in explanations;
one had to get their job done. Just like
Russians. An ardent believer of results;
anyone who couldn’t produce results was
shown the boots.
Boss: “Have been trying your number for
centuries now and it’s been telling me busy.
Do you know what you’re doing at all?”
Comfort stuttered, “Have you gone to MTN
office to follow up the letter we submitted?”
Comfort: “I…I…” she picked up her car and
rushed out to the car,
Boss: “Their head of operations just called
me to say we are to meet with them in fifteen
minutes and we shouldn’t be a minute late
consider yourself dead! I don’t understand
why I’ll still be doing your work!” she
dropped the call.
Comfort hissed and started the car but it
refused to start,
Comfort: “Mtchew! Bitter old woman! She
has used her witchcraft in preventing my car
to start!”
She worked with a PR firm, she was
recruited as a content writer but she found
herself performing the duties of a marketer.
She had submitted a proposal with MTN to
get the contract of doing an advert for one of
their latest tariffs. Of course, she knew her
boss wasn’t bluffing. Literally, she was going
to die if she missed the deal. It was worth
millions. Who would want to miss such an
offer in this recession?
“Oh my God!” she opened the bonnet and
everything was in order but the car wasn’t
starting. With a flip she opened the app for a
taxi agency and ordered for a cab to be sent
her way,
“In five minutes,ma’am!”
Comfort dropped from the cab and ran into
the office almost pushing people off her way.
Close to the board room where her meeting
was to hold a lady well dressed stood like
an usher,
Comfort: “I’m supposed to have a meeting
with Mr Dele,head of operations!” she was
thirty minutes behind schedule.
Tiana was written on her badge,
Tiana: “Gold PR company right?” Comfort
nodded, “Oh oh,sorry my boss is meeting
with some other people!”
Comfort:” what is that supposed to mean
please!”
Tiana: “he has been waiting for thirty
minutes but no one from your company
show up. He cancelled and decided to attend
to another group!”
Her head started spinning. What was the
Tiana girl saying? It looked like Comfort had
stopped understanding English. She felt her
legs growing roots as they stuck to the
ground.
Boss was calling her phone.
….
Iya Loja was already dressed,
Iya Loja: “Skief, you haff not ready?” Audu
stroked his white side board,
Audu: “I need to rest a little!”
She sighed,
Iya Loja: “Let’s be going home na!”
Audu: “What home? You mean the place
your son turn upside down?”
Iya Loja sat on the edge of the bed,
Iya Loja: “Ah,woman she aff suva. Wen e
good is our shild wen e going bad is the
woman’s own! Ah, Baba Jerry, is no fair oo!”
Audu turned away,
Audu: “Life isn’t even when you rub
bleaching cream on it!”
Iya Loja gawked at him,
Iya Loja: “What you say?”
Audu knowing his wife wasn’t ready for any
of her rants,
Audu: “I thought you said you were going
home?”
Iya Loja: “You is shasing me abi? So you
will aff time for those small small gehz who
dem mother and father no train well to come
and be warming my husband bed abi? That’s
why you shasing me! E da not?” Audu was
amused but he dared not laugh, “I staying
here to wait for dat omo kekere geh you aff
inviting!” she laid on the bed.
Audu: “Be my guest!” he wore his glasses
put on the phone to read the early morning
news from his favourite blog,Adelove.com
…
Iya Loja picked herself up,
Iya Loja:”Skief! My mind is no allowing me
rest. Jerry thinking is worrying me dia dia!”
Audu pretended not have heard her.
She left for the house on getting to the
house. The house was a total disaster. It
was pretty empty but bottles of alcohol were
spluttered everywhere, used condoms laid
carelessly on the ground,
John, the gate man,
John: “Welcome,ma!”
Iya Loja: “Welcoming ya head! Where is you
go yesterday when me an Skief yaff come
back and we are not allowed entered into our
house!”
John: “Oga, Jerry gimme leave yesterday as
my pikin no well!”
Iya Loja: “John abi ki lo ruko re? Ah! You’re
too lied! Why your mama no giff you Linus!
You aff go school of lied!” john dropped the
head, “Wo! I aff not geh your time!” she
walked in seeing the mess she started
ranting.
She opened the door and saw Jerry lying
down with legs scattered, she slapped his
legs but he doesn’t move, paused and
moved closer on the spot she screamed. The
driver and gate man rushed in. Jerry was
had foam gushing out of his mouth.
Is Jane going to die? Will Jerry make it to
the hospital? What is Comfort going to tell
her boss?
…. Episode 3 in a bit (You don’t wanna
miss this!)
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