” Funmi, Funmi ????? where is this girl?. Funmi , Mom is home now. Baby , baby am back now. ” the house was silent and no reply , this was unusual . Funmi would always come running out to embrace me when ever she heard my car park outside the front entrance door. Things were really getting spooky and I thought maybe my daughter had been kidnapped.
Reaching for the wooden bat that was near the door I made sure the slightest noise was not heard.
” Bisola , Bisola, where in the world is that good for nothing Nanny… ” Bisi was my daughter’ s nanny and she not being in the living room meant she was either in the kitchen or cleaning the bathroom. The thought pass through my mind that I was just being too sensitive and paranoid, at least Umaru was still on guard at the main-gate so there must be a conspiracy somewhere.
“Mummy!!!!! ” that was Funmi’s voice when she came rushing from the back door that lead to the garden behind the house . ” Mummy, welcome mummy ” Funmi was quick to embrace me. I put down the batton on the floor and sighed a huge relief
” Baby what did go outside to do? you nearly scared the life out of me ”
“sorry Mummy, Nanny took me out to water the flowers”
” and where is that your nanny” I enquired with a furious face expression.
“Im right here ma’am ” Bisi replied just when she closed the door behind her. ” I am sorry madam , but I told her to stay upstairs in her room but she insisted .” Continued Bisi
” Bisola , how many times have I told you not to allow my baby get her clothes dirty while playing? look at her now , she looks so messy” The anger in my voice was noticeable.
Bisola just keft silent and replied ” Madam it wont happen again”..
” and you left the front door unlocked, the passage , evrywhere looks so unkept . What am I paying you for eh? Bisi” that was when I noticed the toys that were littered across the hallway .
” Ma’am am sorry” Bisi repeated
” Mummy dont be mad at nanny, I was bored that thats why I asked her to play with me” . My daughter had the most lovely voice and her sweet voice was angelic that it was enough to calm the storm in my temper.
” but baby you shouldn’t play outside in the garden” I wanted to make my point clear.
” mummy , my birthday is coming up soon and I dont have any one to play with” Funmi said this in a very touching manner.
“Dont worry baby, mummy is here for you”
“mummy I want my daddy, doesnt he love me , will he come for my birthday?”
Those words made me loose balance . I did not know how to lie to my only daughter . Being a single mother was not an easy task , and my boyfriend Richard left me when we were still in college . His mom was against our relationship, she even went as far as calling my mom a mistress, and that she wouldnt have anything to do with a daughter of the woman that tried to steal her husband.
Richard left me for America, and he never knew we had a baby from just one night’s stand………
” baby dont worry, Daddy loves you and remember I told you that your dad works in a very far place .”
“yes I do mummy, but doesnt he want me in his life , I have not seen him before mummy. when is he coming back?” Funmi cut in.
I didnt know the best answer to give her but atleast I did not enjoy seeing my daughter suffer “Soon Baby. I promise your mummy will get daddy back” I said and hugged my 6 year old beautiful daughter…….
I wasnt sure what I was going to do, I only knew I had to do something and it had to be soon.
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The ladies were feeling disgusted with my V.I.P treatment. They kept talking and making funny comments. I cared less about their discomfort.
What difference would it make? I was also in great distress, the timing was wrong and terrible.
The air in the town shuttle bus was ageless and putrified. The passengers alone were more than the luxirious bus could accomodate.
” why is he occupying three seats ?”
”we are passengers too”
”I cant understand the reason why he seats there so comfortably…”
”while we are standing” the second lady cut in while they continued with their chit-chat.
Their disturbances was much and the steward couldnt take it anymore.
*” please Ma’am dont get it all wrong. Those goods were paid for as normal passengers would ”
he said to rid the bus of nonsense gossip.
The bus was a fifteen seater-long town shuttle. Three passengers could seat on a row.
That was not the case here, four passengers squeezed on each and a pack of others jammed themselves through the passway.
* my phone rang*
”hello Love” I sighed.
”hello Gabriel. How are you? Have you taken lunch?”
” No, but I will soon” I said trying to be calm .
‘why? Whats wrong? Kate enquired
”are you sick. Whats the problem honey?
*”nothing, I sold all my paper maché horses . Some lady bought them all, and I’m taking it to her flower farm now” I said.
”ok. Love . I’m here with Mimi. She is going to help me secure a job” Kate said ,in a more calm voice.
”ok. Bye love”
On that fateful day, I should be feeling happy about my sales. That was far from the truth. The stress of transportation was a tragedy in comedy garments.
I alighted from the bus at Eleme Junction- yes I was living in Port-Harcourt, Nigeria. thats how I got into exportation business- then took a cab that was going to ”Love Blooms ” flower farm.
* Love Blooms was huge and stretch throughout a hectare of land.
* The tales about this farm were ferry in nature. The exports of fresh flowers to the West(THE GREAT America) were tripple tonnes annually.
The main entrance had no gaurds and the flowers were beautiful. It was like the owner wanted to give a stranger the first impression- We have only beautiful flowers, no cash here- How sweet!!
After the phone call with Gabriel, the thoughts in my head raced faster than ever. The great Usain Bolt would loose his reputation trying to beat their record.
”Uhm Kate…Kate…kate!!!” the voice of Mimi ,jolted me into reality.
”yes…yes… What? I said
”what are you up to now? Mimi said
” we cant sit here all day, come on lets get go search for a job” she continued.
”uhm.. Mimi its 2pm already. I have to pick Dave from school” I smirked.
My eyes gazed upon the wall clock at the end of the eatery hall.
”ok then. We’ll do that tommorrow” Mimi sounded discouraged.
* David’s school was not so far from our location. The ride there was just 20 minutes away. The streets pattern was dynamic , cars trooped out of different angles .
The traffic lights regulated the flow. ”RED..YELLOW…GREEN” and then I was in a flashback.
** Gabriel was with me on the bed . The sheets were snow white and pure. I was still un-broken and 16 years old- a girl who was still in anticipation to explore the sweet side of life.
He touched my b**bs which were very firm and super-big for my age. The electric charge that passed through me that moment were unspoken and unheard of.
” I’m scared Gabriel” I said , with fear in my voice.
” Trust me Katherine, this wont hurt” Gabriel convinced me.
” what happens if I get pregnant?’
” We will be careful, I promise you’ He said while kissing my lower stomach.
He went further downwards.
This time my abdomen were on fire. The fire I had never felt before. For the first time in my life, a strong the pin-like structure in my V.j was filled with so much nerves. The feeling was out of this world. The pace of my heart increed, when Gabriel touch that pin-like structure with his tongue- uuhhhh!!! Oh my!!
”arrghhh!! Ummmm!!! Gabri…..” I moaned out.
”shhh stay put Kate ,just relax” He shushed me and grabbed my two arms that were trying to push his head away, from my v.j.
These feelings were electric. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
The sweetness turned to pain, when He inserted his finger into my V.j. A shock passed through me and my body released some kind of fluid.
The pain was excruciating and grew worse, when Gabriel put in his Pen*s inside me. He made two push and I was already bleeding.
Blood soaked the white sheets and crawled down to my laps- I was fully unclad- and that was how I became de-flowered.
”ARRRRRR!!! It hurts . Gabriel please” I cried.
” Kate ,do you love me?
He asked . His chocolate skin was now glowing, sweat broke out from every part of his unclad body. He was like a machine and that moment I fell in love with that Machine.
‘I love you”
To be continued….
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