THE TRAVAILS OF JAMES GBENGA OLANIYI -Episode 3 of 6
EPISODE THREE
A period of joy changed dramatically to a period of sorrows and pains for me. I returned from an errand my mum sent me and when I stepped inside the house, I could sense that something was really wrong. There was Vera, her parent and 3 of her friends sitting down in our parlour. When I stepped in, I was asked to sit down, my mum asked if I knew Vera, I replied in the affirmative. I was asked how close we were, “just friends” I replied. Vera’s dad then asked if I knew that Vera was pregnant, I said no. But looking at their faces, I knew they did not believe me. Vera that I had not seen for two weeks was three weeks pregnant and she is accusing me of being responsible for it. I was very much surprised mostly at my mum for believing Vera, for I was very close to her more than my dad and I used to let her in on my secrets. I was questioning Vera for lying on me and my parent for believing her. My parent and I got into a heated argument in front of Vera, her friends who were standing as witnesses and her parent who were threatening to arrest me. I was slapped twice by my dad. With tears in my eyes, I pleaded with Vera to speak the truth but, she was quiet all through. After much heated arguments again, Vera and everybody left our house with the dad promising to bring police to arrest me.
My situation went from bad to worst. After Vera with her parent left, my dad began to rain abuses on me, saying I brought disgrace to his name even as he agreed to take me as his sons and am rewarding him with this kind of situation and disgrace to his name he said that and went inside. I asked my mum what that meant and she said I am not Mr Olaniyi’s son. I was shocked and in tears again. She said she was raped by a man called Alhaji Musa, who was her boss then. She became pregnant but the man had denied the allegation even when taken to court. My dad accepted that she kept the child on the ground that the child is only going to be a boy to stay in his house but if a girl, she would be given to the orphanage. And so it was a boy, born after three still births all males. But my dad has not being really happy just for the fact that the first male child from my mum was not his child. When I was discussing with my mum, my dad went inside, took all my Certificate and everything that bears his name and destroyed them by fire. He then ordered me out of his house and their lives forever forbidding me from ever stepping foot in his house again. My younger ones pleaded and pleaded even in tears but my dad was adamant, my elder sister Nike, was not around and so I took few of my clothing’s and left to a world of my own in confusion, anger and pain. I cried to God, but it was as if he too was silent. That night, I went to Vera’s house pleading with her to say the truth and clear my name, but she remained silent, in fact, her father released their dogs on me leaving me to run for my life.
to be continued......
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A period of joy changed dramatically to a period of sorrows and pains for me. I returned from an errand my mum sent me and when I stepped inside the house, I could sense that something was really wrong. There was Vera, her parent and 3 of her friends sitting down in our parlour. When I stepped in, I was asked to sit down, my mum asked if I knew Vera, I replied in the affirmative. I was asked how close we were, “just friends” I replied. Vera’s dad then asked if I knew that Vera was pregnant, I said no. But looking at their faces, I knew they did not believe me. Vera that I had not seen for two weeks was three weeks pregnant and she is accusing me of being responsible for it. I was very much surprised mostly at my mum for believing Vera, for I was very close to her more than my dad and I used to let her in on my secrets. I was questioning Vera for lying on me and my parent for believing her. My parent and I got into a heated argument in front of Vera, her friends who were standing as witnesses and her parent who were threatening to arrest me. I was slapped twice by my dad. With tears in my eyes, I pleaded with Vera to speak the truth but, she was quiet all through. After much heated arguments again, Vera and everybody left our house with the dad promising to bring police to arrest me.
My situation went from bad to worst. After Vera with her parent left, my dad began to rain abuses on me, saying I brought disgrace to his name even as he agreed to take me as his sons and am rewarding him with this kind of situation and disgrace to his name he said that and went inside. I asked my mum what that meant and she said I am not Mr Olaniyi’s son. I was shocked and in tears again. She said she was raped by a man called Alhaji Musa, who was her boss then. She became pregnant but the man had denied the allegation even when taken to court. My dad accepted that she kept the child on the ground that the child is only going to be a boy to stay in his house but if a girl, she would be given to the orphanage. And so it was a boy, born after three still births all males. But my dad has not being really happy just for the fact that the first male child from my mum was not his child. When I was discussing with my mum, my dad went inside, took all my Certificate and everything that bears his name and destroyed them by fire. He then ordered me out of his house and their lives forever forbidding me from ever stepping foot in his house again. My younger ones pleaded and pleaded even in tears but my dad was adamant, my elder sister Nike, was not around and so I took few of my clothing’s and left to a world of my own in confusion, anger and pain. I cried to God, but it was as if he too was silent. That night, I went to Vera’s house pleading with her to say the truth and clear my name, but she remained silent, in fact, her father released their dogs on me leaving me to run for my life.
to be continued......
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