“She is crazy!” I said vindictively. “She must be mad!” My aunty and my classteacher had just
finished telling me that Toyosi came for the purpose of taking me back to my father.“For what reason? So that she can kill me?” I signed.
“Just put your mind at rest, Rose, you are not going anywhere,” my teacher assured me.I wished Toyosi nothing other than evil. Why can’t she just slump one day, never to rise again? I would think. I tried all ways to cease thinking evil about her, but no way.
“Why can’t she be hit by a vehicle once and for all?” I said in the presence of my aunty two
days after Toyosi visited our home.
“Hey, don’t say so!” she said. “Have you forgotten what the bible says? Pray for your enemy.”
“But the bible didn’t specify the type of prayer, aunty. So maybe I would just be doing the right thing by praying for the death of my enemy!” I said stubbornly. For the first time my aunty was speechless over my mindboggling opinion.
Mrs Oyin would soon be joining her husband abroad. Her husband had instructed her to get a buyer for that house we were occupying with her. She wasn’t happy about the turnout of things.
“I am not selling this house,” she replied her husband through a letter. “Don’t you understand, I have a family staying there with me.”
Her husband insisted on her selling it. It was an arrangement they had had between themselves while her husband was departing few years back. He didn’t have the intention of returning to Nigeria and his wife was going to join him there permanently too.
My classteacher told us the story in details. There was a loan they obtained four years back, through which they had been able to acquire much of the wealth they had. The loan would be due for repayment in six months. The house and few other property were used as collateral security back then, that was the reason why the house would be sold and the cash so obtained would be paid to the bank. Mrs Oyin would use part of the money from the sales of the property to acquire a visa.
“Mrs Oyin, if your husband asked you to sell this house then you have no option than to sell it,” Rachael said.
“I can’t!” she responded. “If I do so where should I push you and Rose to?”
“God will take control and be a refuge to us,” my aunty replied with those smiles bequeathed with dimples as she was wont doing.Two people barged into the door, Toyosi and John my father. I developed goose pimples when I saw John. I felt like shooting at him, but unfortunately I had no gun.
They began to open their mouths. They had veins on their necks as they spoke. I could perceive that they were speaking harshly to us.
My aunty took me aside after a hot brawl with my father. She began to speak slowly with her hands so that I could grab the whole detail:
“Rose, they are here to take you back,” she said.
“Why? They imprisoned my mother and caused me much pain. I can’t go back into that house! Over my dead body!”
“You will go, Rose,” she said. “John your father has much say over you. He is your father.”
“A disowned father!” I shouted. “He doesn’t want me and I have disowned him already!”
“Rose, at the moment things isn’t going to be the way you are thinking. They have a lawyer
already; your father has threatened to charge us to court for child abuse.”
“How?” I was baffled and confused.
“They said that you were being maltreated and left without care here. They said they would win the case easily because he is your father and you are not supposed to stay outside his house without his permission.”
What gave me much concern was that confession that I was being maltreated and left without care. That was a blatant lie. How could they say such thing? Mrs Oyin had really shown much care for me, far more than any care I had ever received.
“What evidence would they provide in the court of law that I was maltreated here?” I asked my aunty.
“Toyosi said she saw you running helter- skelter in the rain with a boy. She said she wanted to know why we left you at the mercy of a boy. She said we would have to supply an answer to that question by the time they get us arrested.”
I was shocked! How did Toyosi spot us in the rain that day–myself and Moses, the boy who was running about with me in the rain that day? Yes! I remembered I saw Toyosi on a motorcycle that day but thought it was just her lookalike.
This Toyosi must be a monitoring spirit, I thought.
My father and Toyosi insisted on taking me along with them immediately, but my guardians disagreed. They promised to bring me to them by themselves. I wondered why Toyosi had all the time going about with my father when she was supposed to be in her matrimonial home taking care of her husband. She had only been a thorn in the flesh of my family.
Why on earth did my father want me in the house? I thought I was a burden to him, so what would he have me do after imprisoning my mother? I was scared of what my future with him would hold. Without my mother in that house with me I would be dead in few weeks in that house.
I fluttered out of the room and charged at my father in the parlour. My father looked at me and shook his head as though he was having pity for me.
“Rose, forgive me,” he said and wept.
When I saw the sign made by my teacher to interprete what he said, I couldn’t believe my eyes–my father asking for my forgiveness after all his evil acts towards me? It was incredible!
I took advantage of the situation to ask something from him.
“I shall only forgive you on one condition,” I said.
“Release my mother.”
“We shall do so,” they replied with smiles, herself and her concubine. They lowered themselves at me and cuddled me up in a warm hug.
The day after, my aunty took me to them.They had prepared a special dish for my aunty and I. I was reluctant to eat the food but my aunty asked me to eat.
“Now I have come to realise that everybody is useful in the society. Rose is my daughter but I have always been cruel to her. Now I have promised to take good care of her like a princess. I will bring her mother back into this house. I have gone to see the Chief Warder yesterday and he has assured me that everything is under control.”
When my aunty was departing, Toyosi asked me to lead them in prayers to my amazement. I concurred, my aunty being the one doing the interpretation for them.
Is this an answer to our prayers? I pondered.
To be continued
