Victoria, Fredrick mother came out as she was called. Fredrick was so much joyful that time, he sat by the side of the sofa,expecting his beautiful mum outside.
‘What’s this noise about son?’ She came
out, walking gently on the tiled floor.
‘Mum just see!’ He smiled, stretching the
paper forward to his mother.
‘I’ve told you that its not until I go to
oxford I can make it in life!’ He
continued.
‘Wao! This is a great result!’ Victoria said
surprisingly, as she sat down towards
him.
‘Mum, its not easy. You know, as the
boss!’ He smiled again.
‘Keep it up son.’ She stretched forward
her hand and shook him.
…
Olufunke got home at last. Darasimi was
in the living room alone with her result
by her front. She was still happy, and
expecting her mum until she heard the
door been opened by someone.
She ran up and rushed to Olufunke on
seeing her. Olufunke was also surprised
meeting her at home. She was so happy
and both hugged each other. “You never
told me you’d be come here today.’
Olufunke uttered, facing her side and her
left hand on Dara’s neck.
‘Mum, a surprise package.’ She replied
smiling.
‘That’s great then.’ She replied and sat
on one of the plastic chairs.
Darasimi brought out her result and gave
it to her. Olufunke didn’t understand
what was there, Darasimi explained that
she passed to her.
‘I’m so impressed, thank God you are my
daughter!’ She smiled.
Darasimi also smiled and brought out
her laptop to show her mother that she
was given by Daniel.
‘That’s good also, have you shown your
father your result?’ She quickly asked.
‘Sure I did. He abused me. Mum, why is
it that my father hates us this much. He
doesn’t like us at all?’ She asked
frowning.
Olufunke smiled to her. “He loves us, but
you can’t understand his techniques.”
She replied.
‘No mum. He hates us in particular!’ She
exclaimed. “He does call me a bastard
sef.” She added.
‘Don’t mind him.’ Olufunke replied.
‘Mum, I’m now minding him. Before, I
don’t use to mind whatever he says. Now,
to me mum, it looks as if he’s not my
father.’ Darasimi uttered.
‘Shut up!’ Olufunke exclaimed, staring at
her closely.
‘Mum, get me right! He behaves well to
his other wives. Why us alone?’ Darasimi
asked sadly.
‘You’ll soon get it. That will be when
you’ll get it, not now.’ Olufunke uttered.
‘Mum, you are hiding something away
from me?’ Darasimi asked.
‘There is something about the names I
gave you. You are Darasimi Enitan, that
name “Enitan” means a child of history.
There are some things you’ll know but
not now.’ Olufunke smiled a little and
walked inside.
‘A child of history? Or is this man not my
father?’ She asked herself with a low
voice.
…
The palace was filled with the princess’
friends and herself celebrating, by the
pool side. They all made good results
out of the exam they did.
‘Well, this means that we aren’t dull. We
made all our papers and had no carry
over.’ Rachael uttered and smiled.
‘That’s awesome, its cool, its gracious.
We are just so lucky and it worths us
celebrating it as we are doing.’ Stella
uttered sipping from the cup of wine.
‘Yes-oo. Wait, when is Daniel checking
his result?’ Beatrice asked.
The car hooted outside. It was Daniel
who was there and drove in silently.
‘This guy is not a bastard. He just went
to check the result. Let’s see what he has
brought.’Ruth said, taking her stand as
Daniel walked toward them. He was
dressed in a white shirt and a blacker
trouser. He held a brown envelope and
smiled to them all.
‘Just bring the result like that.’ Ruth
uttered smiling and staring at the
envelope.
‘Alright, I’m not taking it away, just
bringing it to you guys.’ He smiled back
and walked up to them and gave the
result to princess.
‘This is aweome! 4.62!’ Ruth shouted as
they all surrounded her to check the
result.
‘You tried Dan, keep it up. The King will
be happy to see this!’ Ruth commented
smiling.
‘Thanks all.’ He smiled back.
‘Na you oo!’ Beatrice commented
laughing to him.
‘Thanks sis.’ He replied, he stretched his
hand forward to receive his result from
them.
‘Is it true you are dating that girl?’ Ruth
asked with a low voice.
THAT GIRL….
…To be continued
