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My Mother's Dream Episode 20

March 18, 2019 Add Comment
Skyby flew back to Lagos for his
meeting with Tania as scheduled.
He chose a quiet bar tucked in the
coastal shores of Ikoyi, there was
no chance of running into
someone he knew here. He sat closest to the waterfront terrace
of Ember creek, and ordered a
glass of cocktail. It was not long
after he was settled, Tania
strutted in, wearing a fitted denim
trousers with an Ankara kimono over it. Skyby wondered how a
woman so beautiful as Tania,
could be so deadly. He imagined
that somewhere in the recesses of
her mind, she felt she was doing
the right thing because she was doing it for love and her
marriage. Skyby: “Leave the boy alone, he is
not going to hurt you because he
doesn’t plan to come back to
Lagos” he said the moment Tania
sat down. Tania: “What is this, did you
suddenly have an epiphany?” she
asked sarcastically. Skyby: “You have done enough
harm to the boy, Dayo is now a
member of a notorious gang
which we have known for a long
time, people think they are armed
robbers, but actually they are assassins. It is only a matter of
time before Dayo meets his death,
don’t make it faster” he said
emphatically. Tania: “Really, you thought you
could just call me and start telling
me what to do. Are you forgetting
I hold the chips?” Skyby: “No, I hold the chips
because I have the original copy
of the video where you confessed
to Bella and almost killed her. I
also know you have no record of
our debauchery, and even if you do, you cherish your marriage,
that is the reason you want Dayo
dead. So, yes Tania, I had an
epiphany” he said with a sly grin,
and brought out a disc plate.
Tania made to grab for it, but he took it out of her reach. Tania: “So what exactly is the deal
you want to make?” she asked,
with desperation in her eyes. Skyby: “I will give you this disc, in
exchange, you will leave Dayo
alone, and you will never call me
to do any of your dirty works. I
am a police officer, not your
henchman” he said emphatically. Tania looked at him for a short
while, then she nodded her head
and agreed to the deal. But when
Skyby handed the disc to her, she
smiled wickedly. Tania: “And now that I have this
in my hand, what would make me
keep to my end of the bargain?”
she asked, with a devious glint in
her eyes. Skyby: “You will keep to your end
of the bargain because, your
word is your bond, but most
importantly because, there is
more where that came from.” He
replied and walked away from the bar. Tania looked after him
with anger in her eyes. Unknown to Tania however, Bella
had turned into a private
investigator overnight, and had
decided to find evidence to nail
Tania. She felt that the only way
she could really be safe was with Tania behind bars. So, she
followed Tania everywhere. She
had seen Tania meet with Skyby
and had remembered Skyby from
the warehouse, he was the one
who had lied to her that he had secrets about Tania. “They are working together,
what are they planning now?”
she mused, as she watched them.
Then, she saw Skyby give a disc
to Tania, and she determined in
her heart to get the disc and find out if it was evidence to nail Tania.
She took another route out of
Ikoyi, straight to Lekki phase 1
where Tania resided with her
husband. The gate man allowed
her inside because she was a friend of the family. When she
was escorted into the large living
room, she was served juice by the
housekeeper. Not long after,
Tania came in, she was shocked
seeing Bella. When she saw the car outside, she thought it was
Gberan that had come to visit, it
never occurred to her that Bella
would have the guts to come to
her house. What did she have up
her sleeves, she wondered. Tania: “What the hell do you want
in my house?” she asked angrily. Bella: “I am really sorry, I agree I
used you, that Dayo was a thorn
in my flesh, and I wanted him out.
But I didn’t have the guts you
have, so I devised a means to get
you involved. Please, ore mi atata, forgive me” she said and knelt
down. Tania considered her eyes
and she saw tears shimmering in
it, she believed her and stretched
her hand out to raise her up. Tania: “I forgive you. I
understand, more than anyone,
what we do for the ones we love”
she said with a hint of regret in
her tone. Bella: “Thank you for
understanding me” she rushed
and hugged her. Tania: “It is alright, I am glad we
are friends again, even though
you still carry fake Hermes Birkin
bags” she teased and the two
women burst into laughter. Bella: “I miss your dodorishi , you
never got around to teaching me
how you make it” she quipped.
Tania had totally forgotten about
the disc, in her conversation with
Bella. She rushed to the kitchen to instruct the cook on making a
quick dodorishi. Immediately she
left, Bella’s smile wiped off her
face and she looked towards
Tania’s bag lying on the couch.
She saw the tip of the disc envelope peeking out of Tania’s
bag. She walked to it, looking left
and right, and quickly slipped the
disc into her bag. When Tania
came out again, she saw Bella
standing with her bag, ready to leave. Bella: “Sorry dear, ken just called,
he needs me. One would think
with Dayo gone, Ken would begin
to act like a boy, not a wimpy
child tied to his mother’s clothes”
she said trying to gain sympathy from Tania. Tania: “Oh dear, I understand
perfectly. But give him time, he
will come around” she said and
kissed the air behind Bella’s ears. Tania was too excited over
having Bella on her side and one
less person to get rid of, that she
did not notice the haste with
which Bella jumped into her car
and zoomed off. Even if she noticed, she probably thought it
was usual with having a needy
child such as Ken. Bella drove straight home, and
went to her bedroom; since Dayo
disappeared, she stopped
sharing a bedroom with Gberan
because all he did was complain
when they were together. He blamed Bella for everything that
happened even before she
confessed to him. Now that he
knew her part in it all, he stopped
eating her food and cooked his
food by himself. She locked the door and slotted the disc in her
DVD player. The scene where
Tania had confessed to her while
pointing a gun at her played on
the television screen. “So that man was videotaping it
all. Wonderful” she mused. She
had planned to find evidence to
put Tania in prison, but now that
she had the disc in her hand, she
was thinking of many ways to blackmail Tania, and gain power
over her. While she was locked in her
room, her husband Gberan had
called Damilola, who was faraway
in Oshogbo. Gberan: “Ore mi, there is fire on
the mountain. I have been
thinking of how best to tell you
this.” He said and paused. Damilola: “Tell me, what is going
on, is it about Dayo?” he
demanded. Gberan: “Yes, Bella told me that
your wife deliberately tried to
harm Dayo, and she even tried to
kill her. But she became dizzy and
fell. It was also Bella’s fault, she
made Tania believe that you knew about Dayo long ago, and
kept him secret from her. The
police vindicated for reasons best
known to them, but she really did
it” Damilola: “I don’t believe what
you are saying” he said. Where he
was, he was grabbing his head. It
was like his brain could not
process what his ears were
hearing. He had suspected but when the police didn’t have
evidence, Tania had convinced
him that there was nothing. Now,
finding out that there was
something, was throwing him
into a state of confusion. Gberan: “I wouldn’t lie to you,
and Bella wouldn’t lie because
she was implicated in it, I saw fear
in her eyes when she talked. I am
contemplating divorce, but I am
thinking of my son, we have only just begun to bond. I don’t know
what a divorce would do to him”
he was saying but Damilola was
no longer listening, the phone
had fallen from his hand. Gberan: “Are you there, Dami” he
called into the phone, but the call
had been disconnected. Back in Oshogbo, Damilola’s
mother was just coming back
from the market when she saw
the phone fall out of Damilola’s
hand, she dumped the sack bag
on the floor and rushed to her son. Damilola’s mother: “omo mi, what
is going on? I know Dayo will
come back to us, don’t give up
yet” Damilola: “My wife, Tania, was the
reason Dayo ran away. She tried
to kill him in that accident” he said
flatly, his eyes were deep, black
bulbs, that stared listlessly. He
didn’t mind the shock on his mother’s face, he picked up his
phone and dialled Tania. Tania had just remembered the
disc in her bag, so she hurried
from her bedroom upstairs to the
living room below. But before she
could go to her bag, her phone
began to read, she saw it was her husband and hurriedly picked it
up. Tania: “Hello, honey. How is
mother and Oshogbo?” she
asked with glee. Damilola: “You murderer, what
did that little boy ever do to you?”
he said in a guttural voice. Tania: “Hello, this must be a
wrong number” she said, not
believing that those words had
come from Damilola. Damilola: “Shut up you wicked
woman. I am giving you twenty-
four hours to surrender to the
police, this is my final gift to you
as a wife. I will have my lawyer
contact you to sign the divorce papers. Mind you, I am not giving
you a penny” he said, wishing he
could hurt her with his words
because what he really felt like
doing was squeezing the life out
of her, with his bare hands. Tania dropped the phone on the
glass table in the centre and sank
into a couch. She held her head in
her hands and cried. Tania: “I am finished. Mo ku oh”
she cried..

My Mother's Dream Episode 19

March 16, 2019 Add Comment
Skyby arrived in Oshogbo the
same day that Damilola did. They
took separate flights and there
was no way Damilola would have
known that someone had been
sent to snuff the life out of Dayo forever. Skyby stayed in the same
motel that Bella stayed, when she
was in Oshogbo. Damilola
however went to his mother’s
place. His first port of call was Gberan’s
mother, Madam Lagos. He went to
see her to thank her for taking
care of Khadijat and taking care
of his son. But Madam Lagos was
in sorrow over the disappearance of Dayo. Judging from what
Khadijat’s mother had narrated,
she was sure that Dayo was in
trouble, and it hurt her that she
had failed at keeping her promise
to Khadijat. So, when Damilola came with his vote of thanks,
Madam Lagos rebuffed him. Madam Lagos: “What are you
thanking me for, if I took care of
Khadijat, where is she? What
about Dayo, do you see him here?
You impregnated a girl and you
left her to face the shame alone, and now, years later, with the girl
dead, and the child nowhere to
be found, you come to thank me.
Keep your thanks to yourself, and
look for our Dayo, perhaps then
Khadijat will forgive you and her spirit will rest” she said bluntly. Damilola was short of words, he
stood up from the position where
he had knelt to thank Madam
Lagos, and left the house, with a
heavy heart. How could he have
thought that she would be nice to him? He wondered. She, who
witnessed all Khadijat went
through. He made a vow that he
would not go back to Lagos until
he found Dayo, dead or alive. Sunlight escaped through the
little opening in the curtain and
danced on Dayo’s face. He
opened his eyes and he looked at
the strange surrounding. The bed
was a comfortable king size, whereas he was used to sleeping
on the hard floor of the
uncompleted building. The room
was a beautiful, white painted
room, and furnished with
beautiful furniture. “This is not the uncompleted
building” He thought and bolted
up to a sitting position. Then the
memories came flooding back. He
was not in the uncompleted
building because he had chosen life. He had been given two
choices; to join a band of
assassins cum armed robbers, or
to be killed, and he had chosen to
live, even if it meant joining them. “Mother, what do I do, should I
have refused and be killed. I
don’t want to die yet, not without
fulfilling your dreams. What do I
do, mother?” he said to the empty
room. Suddenly, the door of the room was opened and Stone, the
leader of the gang walked in,
with a smile on his face. Stone: “I am glad you choose
wisely, would have been a pain to
have to kill you” he said. Dayo did
not reply, he just stared at him.
Then he told Dayo to follow him,
he took Dayo round the massive mansion where all the members
of the gang lived. They ended up
in the kitchen where the cook
gave Dayo a plate of toast, with
scrambled egg, and mayonnaise.
Dayo ate with relish because, since leaving the house, he had
not eaten good food. However,
the calm in the kitchen was
broken when one of the gang
members rushed into the kitchen
and grabbed the television remote. He switched on the flat
screen television on the wall of
the kitchen, and Dayo’s face filled
the screen. Dayo: “What am I doing on
television?” he whispered, even if
he had shouted, the occupants of
the kitchen wouldn’t have heard,
they were engrossed in the
words spilling out of the television. The television anchor
was saying that Dayo was
involved in an accident in Lagos,
and somehow is in Oshogbo,
working hand in hand with a
gang of robbers who were known to always kill their victim.
She also said that anyone who
found him should report to the
nearest police station. The
question on everyone’s lips was,
‘How did Dayo run away from the hospital and end up in Oshogbo’. Stone: “So you are a runaway
huh, your people must be
looking for you” he said looking
at the television screen
thoughtfully. Dayo: “No one is looking for me,
my mother is dead, my father
rejected us. Madam Lagos
probably gave up on looking for
me now, after all we are not
related” he said, as emotions clogged his throat. He missed the
family that was not really his,
especially his daddy Gberan.
Every day, he tried to visualize
what he was doing, now that he
was no longer with them. “He has a son, remember, and
now that you are gone, he is
focusing on his son” the voice
inside would say, and it would
bring tears, he would wish that
his absence had created a vacuum in their lives, but in his
heart, he believed that no one
cared that much for him. If only he knew, that not only
was Gberan looking for him, but
his grandmothers and his
biological father had paused their
life looking for the son that
Khadijat gave birth to. It happened that, the gateman
while talking to Dayo had seen
his face when he pointed a torch
in his face, while talking to him.
So, he had described Dayo to the
police and the police artist had sketched Dayo’s face. It wasn’t
long that someone recognized
Dayo as the boy who was in an
accident and ran away from the
hospital, throwing his family into
confusion. Skyby had also seen the news
and had gone to the place of the
robbery, he combed the area
around the place, but there was
no sign of Dayo. He saw the
uncompleted building opposite the lemon coloured house where
the robbery had taken place, and
went there, hoping that he would
find Dayo. He found signs of
inhabitation, but didn’t see Dayo.
There was no way he could have found Dayo because he did not
come out in the day, and only
came out at night, and only on
nights when the gang had an
assignment. He was always
cooped up in the house, with the gang. Skyby began to hunt the places
where the gang struck. He stayed
close to his television set, and
whenever he heard that the gang
had struck a place, he would rush
there, but he never found any clues. One day he sat down and
asked himself why he was
chasing after Dayo, did he plan to
kill the boy when he found him,
just because Tania asked him to? “Are you really going to be a child
killer because you want to save
your reputation?” he questioned
himself. It is time to pull out of
Tania’s web, he told himself. But
still Skyby was not ready to have his career ruined so he made a
gamble. He called Tania and
offered her a deal. Bella, since her encounter with
Tania had been living in fear. She
decided to reveal everything to
her husband, in a bid to get
protected. She hoped that her
husband would forgive her part in the disaster, and protect her,
for the sake of their son. So, she
asked to talk to her husband, one
evening, after dinner. Since Dayo
went missing, Gberan had
become less of a happy man, but however, he became closer to his
son, Ken. Ken reciprocated the
attention, by doing everything to
please his father. He loved all the
sports his father loved and learnt
all the skills his father was good in. He even decided to study
engineering, like his father had
done. Seeing the way Ken had
turned out, Bella did not regret
her actions. After all, they pushed
Dayo out of the house, and gave Ken room to be all he wanted to
be, without sharing the affection
of his father. Bella: “Gberan, Tania is a killer,
she tried to kill me” she dropped
the bombshell. Gberan bolted out
of the reclining seat where he
was, lounging on the patio. Gberan: “I know you did not
have any liquor this evening, so,
what nonsense is this you are
saying? Are you trying to tarnish
the image of your friend? This is a
new low, even for you” he said vehemently. Bella: “Will you just keep quiet
and let me talk. She tried to kill
me, and if she had not fainted
then, you would have seen my
dead body somewhere. When
she thought I was going to die, she confessed to me that the
accident was deliberate, she had
meant to kill Dayo because I told
her Dayo is Damilola’s son” she
said and watched as her
husband’s eyes got darker and darker. Gberan: “You told her that Dayo is
Damilola’s son, how did you
know that? Even Damilola didn’t
know that, until after the
accident” he said unbelievably. Bella: “Remember when I told
you I was going to see my
mother, I actually went to
Oshogbo. I watched Dayo and
Damilola together at the lunch we
had, and noticed similarities in their looks. I was not sure so I
went to Oshogbo. Khadijat’s
father had just died…” she
explained to her husband, whose
eyebrow shot up the more she
talked. Gberan: “I am scared of you,
Bella. I cannot believe that you
would go this far to fight against
an innocent boy whom life had
dealt enough blows. My mother
was right, I should never have married you” he said. He walked
back and forth, thinking hard.
The more he thought about it, the
more he could not believe that
Bella could do all she did. Then he
thought of Tania, the innocent faced woman was even deadlier
than Bella..

My Mother's Dream Episode 18

March 16, 2019 Add Comment
Tania had thought that Bella was
responsible for her present
predicament because Bella was
the one she confessed to at the
point where she was about to kill
her. But then she had fainted and in the excitement over the
pregnancy news, she had
forgotten that Bella was still
among the living and had the
ammunitions to send her to jail.
So, she had thought she would call a lawyer and it would be her
word against hers. But then she
had overheard the conversation
between two police officers just
outside the door of the
interrogation room. They were in a confused state, like they were
waiting for something or
someone. They had been
whispering but she had heard
every word. One of the police officer was
telling the other that their hands
were tied until Skyby brought the
incriminating evidence. This
information had stunned her and
had hurt her, not because Skyby had used her for his personal
reasons, but because she had
been gullible and careless.
Therefore, when it was time for
her to make the call she was
entitled to, she called no one else but Skyby. Skyby was also thinking about
Tania, he realized that he had put
himself in a delicate position
when he slept with Tania. He had
been given an important
assignment of nailing Tania, he had done that but his
extracurricular activity was going
to jeopardize their case. If Tania
found out that he was
responsible for her arrest, there
was no telling what she would do. He had barely finished the
thought when his phone rang. He
thought it was his supervisor and
rushed to receive the call, but the
voice he heard on the other end
chilled him to the bones. Tania: “Did you really think I
would not find out?” she asked in
a cold and calm voice, that was
devoid of any emotions. Skyby: “I don’t know what you
are talking about” he replied. Tania: “You created this problem
for me, so fix it because if I do, I
will do it with you disgraced and
ruined. I can tell the world you
slept with me, I can even say that
you are responsible for my pregnancy, I can spin any tale I
want. Fix this now!” she ordered. Skyby: “Would you really
jeopardize your marriage?” he
asked playing any card to get him
off the hook. Tania: “I would do anything to
get out of this, my marriage is
over anyways. If my husband
finds out about this, he would
never trust me, so Skyby, I have
nothing to lose. Fix this or else you would have yourself to
blame” she retorted and hung up. Skyby flung his phone at the wall.
He hated himself for shooting
himself in the leg. If only she had
not been so irresistible and
daring, more than any woman he
had met, perhaps he would have managed to zip up his pants. Now
there was only one thing to do,
he had to fix the problem before
it fixed him for good. When Tania dropped the
telephone, she beckoned to the
officer standing guard outside
and asked to speak with the
officer in charge. Tania: “You guys have got to
charge me now or else I would
sue your asses. Show me what
you have got against me or let me
go” she shouted. The guard hurried to call the
detective in charge, he was the
same man who had designed the
plan, which involved Skyby, to
entrap Tania. He came in after
trying to call Skyby. He had barely spoken when Skyby walked in
with an envelope in his hand.
Tania looked at him wide eyed,
with mouth agape. She realized
that he had called off her bluff
and went ahead to submit the evidence. The detective snatched
the envelope and smiled wickedly
at Tania, who still had unbelief
written all over her face. But
when the detective slotted the
DVD into a player, his face contorted into fury. The file had
been corrupted and was showing
green and blue lines. He looked
up at Skyby and asked for an
explanation. Skyby: “I cannot understand this
sir, the file has obviously been
corrupted” he said, and caught
Tania’s smirk just before it
disappeared from her face. He
looked towards the window and saw the reason her smirk had
disappeared, her husband,
Damilola had come. Damilola: “Tania, what did you
do? Did you try to kill my son?” he
asked, staring wildly at her. Tania: “What are you even
yapping about, Dayo is your
son?” she asked, feigning
ignorance. Damilola: “You didn’t know” he
said incredulously like he didn’t
believe she didn’t know. Actually,
he thought she found out, that
was the reason she wanted to get
rid of Dayo, “if you didn’t know, then why did you try to kill him?”
he asked puzzled. Tania: “I should be asking you. I
have no reason to hurt Dayo, that
boy loved me, he is the reason I
wanted us to try for children
again, and guess what, it paid off”
she said, holding on to him desperately. Damilola: “What do you mean?”
he quizzed. Tania: “We are pregnant, and
these policemen don’t know
what they are saying because
they seem not to have any
evidence to prove their
allegations” she retorted, “Why would anyone think I would
deliberately jeopardize my life
and that of a little boy, for what?”
she emphasized. Damilola held his head wearily,
the news was met with mixed
feelings. He didn’t know what to
think, the police couldn’t have
arrested Tania unless they were
sure they had something concrete to nail her. Detective: “In absence of
evidence, you are free of all
charges” he said grudgingly. Tania: “And make sure this
doesn’t repeat itself or I will not
be so lenient” she said and
walked out of the interrogation
room, with Damilola on her heels.
She was walking so fast because she was afraid to face Damilola,
but he held her and spun her
around. Damilola: “What just happened
here? Why do they think you tried
to kill my son?” he demanded. Tania: “I was the one driving the
car, they probably think the
accident was deliberate. We
should be talking about our
baby” Damilola: “I am taking a leave
from work, I am going to
Oshogbo to stay with my mother
for a little while” he said, walking
away. It was Tania’s turn to run
after him. Tania: “Did you understand when
I said I am pregnant? What are
you even going to Oshogbo to
do, did your mother send for you,
isn’t that where you are coming
from?” she asked, holding on to him desperately. Damilola: “So many questions
Tania, I can’t deal with this right
now. Dayo was last seen in
Oshogbo, I need to look for him
before something bad happens
to him” Tania: “You are so worried about
Dayo, what about your unborn
child, do you even care what
happens to him or her?” Damilola: “That child is safe in
your womb, he or she has got
you, but Dayo has no one, he is
probably in danger as we speak.
I have to go look for him, this is
my redemption” he replied as they entered his car. Throughout the drive home,
Tania kept thinking of all Damilola
had said, it was obvious to her
that Dayo would always be
Damilola’s favourite child. Since he
found out about Dayo, he didn’t even care about having a child,
and now that she was pregnant,
Damilola didn’t care because he
had a son already. “Perhaps, I should finish what I
started. It is the only way to
ensure my child’s place in
Damilola’s heart” She pondered.
She brought out her phone and
typed a text which she sent to Skyby. Skyby fought his conscience over
what he did. He allowed a bad
woman go scot free of the law
just because he wanted to save
his reputation and career. He was
still thinking of his guilt when a text message buzzed in his
phone. He read it and he felt a
chill creep up his body. The text
was from Tania and she said; “I need your services in Oshogbo,
find Dayo and finish what I
started. You cannot refuse me, if
you do or announce my plans to
anyone, I will deny it and I will
make sure you lose everything you hold dear. I have proof of
our escapades” Her text read. Dayo had banged on the door of
the lemon painted house as he
was told, and when the security
man asked who it was, Dayo
responded in a frail voice asking
for help. He had to infuse emotion into his voice because his life
depended on the gate man
opening the door, if he didn’t, the
robbers would just kill him. Luck
was on his side because the gate
man was a compassionate person. When he heard the voice,
he knew it was that of a young
boy, and it sounded like the boy
needed help. He quickly opened
the gate and began to ask Dayo
what was wrong with him. He was too engrossed in asking
Dayo questions to which the boy
responded with nods and shakes
of his head, that he did not see
the robbers crouching in the
semi- darkness. Before he realized that he was in trouble, a
gun was pointing in his face. He looked at the boy and saw
guilt in his eyes, and then he
realized that the boy was part of
them. One after the other, the
boys trooped into the compound,
the leader, Stone had one hand on the trigger and the other hand
held Dayo by his shirt neck. They
used the gateman and entered
the main house where they
assassinated the woman of the
house and carted away millions of naira stashed in the house, and
jewelleries. Dayo: “Did you have to kill her,
you took away her valuables,
why take his life too” he cried,
hitting the leader of the gang. Stone: “Look here boy, we are
assassins under the guise of
robbers, we get contracts to kill
people and we cart away their
valuables to make it look like a
robbery gone bad. You helped us get into that house, you are as
guilty as we are” he said holding
his gaze. Dayo: “You forced me, you were
going to kill me” he cried Stone: “Stop this tantrum, you are
not a baby. When I was your age,
I was already on the streets
making money” Dayo: “I am already making
money, I like what I do, it is
honest and does not offend God”
he replied, wiping tears from his
eyes. He could see that tears were
not going to solve anything, these were hardened criminals,
who were not moved by tears. Stone: “How much do you make
in a day? With us, you can make
so much money and do whatever
you want to do with it. I heard
you talking to that gateman, you
sounded so real, you have got talent that we can use. Join us
and make good money” he said
and stretched forth his hand. Dayo: “Why can’t you just let me
go, I won’t cause you any
trouble” he begged, his pleas fell
on deaf ears. Stone: “Letting you go is not an
option, it is either you join us, or
we kill you. We cannot risk you
exposing us” he said, this time
with more menace. Dayo stared at him in confusion,
with tears beaming in his eyes. He
wished he could turn back the
hands of time, so that he would
avoid sleeping in that
uncompleted building, then he wouldn’t have come across these
destiny destroyers. He wanted to
be a doctor, not an armed robber
or an assassin.

My Mother's Dream Episode 17

March 16, 2019 Add Comment
After leaving khadijat’s mother’s
house, Dayo had gone back to
the market to continue his
Alabaru job. When night fell, he
went to an uncompleted building
where he usually slept, just a few distances from the market. He had
slept deeply and was already
dreaming of his mother, it was his
favourite dream. He always made
sure that he thought of his
mother alone, as he laid his head on the hard floor of the
uncompleted building and stared
at the starry night sky. On this night, after devouring the
agidi jollof he bought from the
market, he laid to sleep, and as
usual was dreaming of his mother
when he was startled awake by
thud of feet. He got up to a sitting position and tried to see through
the darkness, the people
intruding his sleeping place.
When he could not see anything,
he stood up and tiptoed towards
the sound of voices, and listened. He heard the voices of men and
from their conversation, he could
gather that they were planning to
rob a house. “Oh my God, they are armed
robbers! If they see me here, they
might kill me” he thought as he
squatted behind the wall. But he
did not squat for long when he
tried to adjust and hit a tin lying by the side. The noise of the
rolling tin pierced the still night,
and the voices stopped. Then
Dayo heard someone say that,
they were not alone. “Come out now and I might spare
you, remain hidden and when I
find you, I shall kill you” he heard
a coarse voice say. Dayo was not
ready to take chances with his
life, so he jumped out and prostrated in front of the gang of
thieves. Dayo: “Please spare my life, I am
an orphan” he cried. He was
asked to stand up and he stared
into the scariest eyes he had ever
seen in his eleven years of living.
The leader of the robbery gang was called Stone, and this was
because no matter how many
shots was fired into him, it didn’t
penetrate. Stone: “What did you hear?” he
asked, looking at the boy who
had disturbed their timeline. They
were supposed to be across the
street in the lemon painted house
where the head of women in the market lived. Dayo: “I did not hear anything,
please spare my life I am an
orphan, I have no one in this
world, I have nothing other than
my mother’s dream. Please don’t
kill me, I fled from death in Lagos to Oshogbo, please don’t kill me”
he cried. Stone: “Pitiful. If we don’t kill you,
we must take you with us, and to
earn your keep, you have to
prove your usefulness” Dayo: “I will do anything you
want” he said anxiously,
shivering in the plastic boot he
scavenged from the dustbin. Stone: “You see that lemon
house” he said pointing to the
dimly lit house across the street,
“You will go there and bang on
the gate until someone comes to
the gate. Oya, move” he said and pushed Dayo out of the
uncompleted building. They went
with him and hid in the shrubs
around the house, while Dayo
walked with shaky legs to the
front gate. He knew what he was about to do was wrong, but he
was faced with no other choice.
He couldn’t risk that the guns in
their hands were filled with
bullets. Tania stayed in the hospital
because the doctor said she was
over stressing herself and needed
to be on bed rest for a week. She
had Skyby at her beck and call,
but unknown to her, Skyby had recorded the encounter between
Bella and Tania, where she
confessed to trying to kill Dayo,
and wanting to kill Bella. So, she
was still on the hospital bed,
trying to call her husband, Damilola when policemen walked
into her hospital room. Tania: “Officers, how can I help
you?” she asked, her voice shook
to register her fear. She quickly
hung up on her husband, whom
she was about to call. Police man: “You are under arrest
for intentionally endangering the
life of a minor, with the intention
to kill and the attempted murder
of Bella” the police said and read
her rights to her. Tania: “I don’t understand a word
you are saying. Did Bella tell you
all these, you must know that she
is a pathological liar and has been
jealous of me for a long while”
she said, thinking words would get her out of the conundrum she
has found herself. Police man: “Whatever you have
to say, you will say it at the police
station. Now quietly follow us or
we will be forced to apply force”
he replied. Then it dawned on Tania that she
was done for, if her husband
heard any of this, he would have
doubts and no matter how hard
she tried to clear her name, he
would always have doubts. Tania: “Please, how much do you
want. I just found out that I am
expecting a baby, my husband
will be overjoyed, and this is just
going to ruin the news. Please,
any amount I will pay” she pled as she was led out of the hospital,
with the doctors and patients
gawking at her being handcuffed
and taken away. Police man: “You are wasting
your time, and even
compounding your crimes. As we
speak, your husband is being
informed as we found that the
boy in question is his son” the police man replied her brashly. Tania: “This is Bella’s handiwork,
no doubt. Are you going to listen
to that bitch?” she exclaimed, but
the policemen did not reply her
anymore. Damilola was confused and
distraught. He had been happy
when he found out that Dayo was
his son. It meant he still had a
chance to redeem his past
mistakes, but having waited for a week without Dayo showing his
face, he was convinced that
something had happened to the
boy. It hurt him to find out that
Dayo did ‘alabaru’ when his
father had plenty. Damilola: “Forgive me Lord, I was
foolish. Forgive me Khadijat, I
didn’t know better. My friends
had their girlfriends abort babies,
I didn’t understand why you
were adamant about doing same, I thought it was the norm. Please
forgive me” he sat and cried in a
corner of his mother’s apartment.
He felt a hand on his shoulder
and when he looked up, it was
his mother. Damilola’s mother: “How long are
you going to beat yourself up
about this. I think no matter the
lives that was lost because of the
decision you and Khadijat, bless
her soul, made, it is time to forgive yourself and move on. Thank
God, your son is still alive, pick
yourself up and go look for your
son” she admonished. When she
was done talking, she told him
that his phone was ringing, it was the reason she came. He thanked
her and checked his phone, he
had a missed call from his wife
and another strange number. He
thought that perhaps Tania
wanted to nag about him abandoning his life and searching
for Dayo, if Gberan could do it,
why couldn’t he? He didn’t
understand why Tania was
nonchalant about Dayo’s plight,
didn’t she love him? If she didn’t why did she take him out? His
doubts about the accident arose
again, but he pushed them aside
and called back the strange
number. The first words he heard
shattered his world. Damilola: “Hello, Damilola here,
who am I speaking with?” he
asked. Police man: “Your attention is
needed urgently, your wife has
been arrested for a number of
charges, among which is the
deliberate ploy to harm a minor
by name, Dayo” the policeman on the other side of the phone said.
Damilola was stunned, he allowed
the phone drop from his hand
and shatter on the ground. Damilola’s mother: “What is it,
omo mi” She held his hand, but
Damilola did not say a word, tear
drops just fell from his eyes like
dominoes. The mother’s shouts
brought Gberan from the other room, and he joined in asking
Damilola, what had happened. Damilola: “My own wife tried to
kill my son” he said, with glazed
eyes that stared into space. Gberan: “I don’t understand you,
what do you mean?” he asked. Damilola: “What don’t you
understand, don’t you
understand or do you shy away
from the possibility? Tania my
wife tried to kill Dayo! The
accident was a deliberate incidence. The police just called,
she has already been arrested”
he said hysterically. Gberan: “I can’t believe this” he
said, but he felt relieved, because
he had thought that Bella had
something to do with the
accident. It was no news that
Bella didn’t like Dayo. Damilola: “This must be God’s way
of punishing me” he said and
began to cry. Gberan felt piteous
towards him, he had never seen a
man look so broken. In prison, Tania was allowed only
one phone call, it was expected
that she would call her husband
or her lawyer, but she called none
of them. She called Skyby...

My Mother's Dream Episode 16

March 10, 2019 Add Comment
Bella pled with Tania for her life
but the latter was determined to
end Bella’s life. Tania: “Yes, I deliberately rammed
the car because I wanted Dayo
dead, and even now I still want
him dead, to pave the way for the
child that I will bear for Dami. But
my annoyance is that, you used me, you manipulated me for your
selfish reason. Still, you are
looking for information to ruin
me, now you have the
information, but you will not live
to recount it” she said and pressed the trigger. Two things
happened; one the gun clicked
empty, and Tania suddenly began
to feel dizzy, the gun dropped
from her hands and she fell to the
floor. Everywhere became dark in her eyes, and she slipped into
unconsciousness. Bella took to her heels, crying and
screaming, she ran alone on the
deserted path. Skyby carried
Tania in his arms, and took her to
the hospital, in his car. So, he was
there when the doctor told Tania, who had been revived, that she
was not sick, but pregnant. Tania: “Doctor, are you for real? I
am really pregnant?” she asked
with excitement. Doctor: “Yes, you are pregnant” Tania: “Dami is going to be very
pleased when I tell him this” she
said to herself, oblivious of Skyby
standing in a corner. Skyby became thoughtful, he had
been having unprotected sex
with Tania, which was against the
rules of engagement, and now
she was pregnant. He couldn’t tell
if the child was his or her husband’s. He was told to
monitor her and get her to
confess to her crimes, not sleep
with her and make babies. It so
happened, that an eye witness at
the scene of the accident had told the police that Tania suddenly
swerved and rammed her car,
even when there was no
oncoming vehicle in her path. The
police concluded that it could
only be intentional, but because they did not have a motive, they
had resorted to a covert
operation to get her to confess. Skyby: “Have you thought of the
fact that this child could be mine?”
he asked suddenly. Tania: “No way in hell, this child
belongs to my husband. I had
plenty copulation with my
husband before I met you. I am
certain that this child is my
husband’s” she said vehemently and turned her face away. When morning came, Dayo left
the church and began to wander
the streets of Oshogbo, asking
people for Madam Lagos. But no
one knew who he was talking
about. The day he left the church, he wandered without eating, but
from the second day, he began to
go to restaurants to wash dishes,
and as a reward, they would give
him food. He left off washing dishes in
restaurants and began to do
‘Alabaru’ in the market, carrying
people’s load for a fee. One fateful
day, Khadijat’s mother came to
the market to buy food stuffs. It was her first time out of the house
since her husband’s death. She
wore a black gown with black
hijab. She had bought all the
things she needed and was
standing in the market when Dayo approached her. Dayo: “Iya wa, let me carry your
load for you for hundred naira”
he said. Khadijat’s mother: “You don’t
look like a street child, what are
you doing here?” she asked, not
knowing that she was talking to
her grandson. Dayo: “I am looking for Madam
Lagos, it was the reason I left
Lagos to come to Oshogbo.” He
replied. Khadijat’s mother: “I don’t know
anybody by that name. But if you
insist on carrying the load, I don’t
mind, but you must promise to
come in when we reach my
destination, so that you can have something to eat and drink” she
said. Dayo: “Thank you ma, I would
appreciate it” he replied with
excitement. Khadijat’s mother: “How old are
you?” she asked as the boy
carried the load on his head. Dayo: “I am eleven years old,
almost twelve” he said as they
went on their way. Khadijat’s
mother thought of her daughter
who died while pregnant, if she
had given birth, the boy would have grown up like this boy.
Whenever she thought of her
daughter, her heart ached. When they got to the house, she
greeted her neighbour, Damilola’s
mother. Over the years, the
women had found succour in
each other, each had been
connected by the grandchild that they thought was never born. Damilola’s mother: “Neighbour I
have news oh, I don’t know
whether it is good news or not.
When you are done, please come
to my apartment. It is about my
son” she said. A cloud came over Khadijat’s mother’s face, Damilola
was the one who put her
daughter in the family way, and
though she had become close
with the mother, she could still
not forgive him for what he caused. She could never forgive
that he deceived her daughter
and abandoned her when she fell
pregnant. Khadijat’s mother: “Neighbour, I
am sorry but I don’t want to hear
about your son” she said and
turned to go. Damilola’s mother: “It is not only
about my son, it is about our
grandson, please come later” she
entreated Khadijat’s mother, and
went into her apartment.
Khadijat’s mother was thoughtful for a while before going into her
own apartment. She brought a
plate of amala and ewedu for
Dayo, and a cold bottle of coke. It
had been a long while that Dayo
had that kind of meal, since he left Lagos. Dayo: “Thank you ma’am, may
God bless you. I will like to be on
my way now” He said after eating,
and Khadijat’s mother brought
out a thousand naira note, which
she gave to him. Dayo: “Iya wa, this is too much,
the money is just one hundred
naira” he said looking at the note
in his hand with wide eyes. Khadijat’s mother: “Take it my
son, you need it” she said and
bade him goodbye, not knowing
that her grandson had come to
her house. After Dayo left, she went to her
neighbour’s house to hear what
she had to say. Damilola’s mother: “My son just
called me. Khadijat did not die in
that accident as we thought, she
gave birth to the child, but died
on the operating table. However,
the child is alive, but something happened and he ran away. He
was staying with the son of the
woman who saved Khadijat, and
Damilola only found out after the
boy ran away. They are still
looking for the boy” she said. Khadijat’s mother sat down
heavily on the chair, she thought
that she was beginning to heal
from the loss of her daughter and
her grandchild, but now the
wound had been ripped open. She began to shiver so much that,
Damilola’s mother had to wrap a
blanket around her. Dayo kept coming back every day
to Khadijat’s mother’s house, to
help her with chores and follow
her to the market. The woman
became fond of him and one day,
after serving him jollof rice and a cold cup of water, she began to
ask him about his parents. Dayo: “I have no parents, my
mother died while giving birth to
me. I don’t know about my father
either.” Khadijat’s mother: “What is your
name?” she inquired. Dayo: “I am Dayo” Khadijat’s mother: “That is a good
name, but don’t you think you
should return to school,
education they say is the best
legacy” Dayo: “I want to go to school
because I want to be a medical
doctor, it is my mother’s dream,
but who is going to send me to
school? That is why I am working
in the market to save money to go to school” he explained. Khadijat’s mother: “It is such a
pity, come back tomorrow I will
have something for you” she said
and encouraged him to be a
good boy. The next day, she wanted to go
to the market and was waiting for
Dayo to come as usual, to escort
her to the market. While she was
waiting, there was a knock on
her door. She went to open it and saw Damilola’s mother with some
other people. Damilola’s mother: “Neighbour,
this is my son, Damilola and he
came with Madam Lagos and the
man who our grandson, Dayo
was living with” she said, with
mixed feelings. She was happy to know that their grandson was
alive and not dead with his
mother as they had thought, but
now they didn’t know where he
was or what he was doing. Khadijat’s mother: “Did you say
Dayo, how does he look?” she
asked, as something told her that
she had been with her grandson
all the while, and had not
recognized him. Damilola began to describe Dayo,
there was tears in his eyes as he
described the boy, whom he had
loved, not knowing he was his
son whom he had rejected. Khadijat’s mother: “Alhamdulilah,
that boy has been with me all
these while, and I didn’t know he
is my grandson. Thank God for
directing his footsteps to me, may
Allah be praised” she said, and told them that they should wait
for Dayo would soon come to
follow her to the market. But they waited for a long time
and Dayo did not come, they
stayed in Oshogbo for a week,
but Dayo did not show up. They
were back to square one.