THE BEAUTIFUL CRY

CHAPTER TWO ~VIOLENCE

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                   "Roberta!, you are a very wicked woman for lying to me about your genotype being 'AA' whilst it's 'AS' as mine!! "
my dad's voice thundered.
  "Joe, you call me wicked? don't you realize all the sacrifices I made for you? ".My mom asked dad breaking down in tears.
"Of course!, I should rather call you the devil's incarnate for all that you've done to my son and I. Now,Mac is no more, you must be a very happy woman now"He said and stormed out of their room.
   "Joe! everything I did was all because of the love I had for you and the love you also had for me. I had to lie about my genotype so as not to loose you but......"
Mom then realized she was talking to no one and stopped.She had been blinded with the tears in her eyes and didn't see when dad when dad was leaving.
                        
                    Ooh! so it's my mom's fault! she caused this! Wait, what about dad? isn't it his fault too? If he really cared about his partner's genotype,then,why didn't he ask to be screened in the hospital? Weren't there any such services at their time?
I kept querying myself when I suddenly heard someone scream, "JESUS! "that was mom. I immediately peeped through their window and what I saw flew me to their room. Their door had been left ajar by God's  grace. I hugged my dad who was at the verge of hitting my mom with a pestle he had in his hands, from his back. I started lamenting saying"Daddy pleaaaase! don't do this, for the sake of the unborn baby, I've never thought it would get to this! You are a good person and everyone in this community holds you in high esteem. Have you thought of the mud you are dragging your reputation into? "I was bitterly crying and mom was also on her bed crying uncontrollably.
                 He turned to stare hard at my face for about 30seconds and slowly placed the pestle down. He looked at my mom for while, then to me, to my mom and back to me again. The anger that had well up all over his face was no more. At that juncture, I knew my dad was feeling guilty, his conscience was judging him wrong and was now penitent. I pulled him into a hug and said, "I appreciate this, dad".
                 He didn't return the hug but I didn't care. All I needed was that he had cooled his temper down.immediately I broke the hug,he slapped me.
YES! I MEAN HE SLAPPED ME!..... Erhn? did he really do that? dream?
It seemed like he knew what was running through my mind. He replied my questions with another round of hot slap................

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If you see this and you are living with this sickle cell anemia condition, I want to remind you that you a warrior. Keep pushing, never feel less of yourself.You ain't dying young.i repeat! You ain't dying young!
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