The political Marriage

(3)

Ejiro's Pov.

         Tired.

" Miss Ejiro can you Answer our questions?".

" Miss Ejiro how do you feel now Ibrahim has publicly denial you and your child?". Like I give a fuck.

" Miss Ejiro we would like to know what you're into?". I cut pussy for a living.

" Miss Ejiro so it's true you work with madam ice". Very true honey.

" Miss Ejiro what will happen now your baby papa is engaged to another?". I don't give a fuck!!

" Miss Ejiro don't you feel ashamed you 're a runz girl". If e easy use your toto( pussy) package ham. Fools!!.

"Miss Ejiro what are you doing in Ibrahim's family house, have you come to visit your baby papa". Yes baby.

" why are you keeping your relationship with him private?".  Wait for it baby.

Madam ice seem to be stronger than I I'm. Ibrahim's family home was filled up with so many reporters outside. The moment I was noticed coming out from my car, their interest and attention shifted to me. In an twinkle of an eye, I was surrounded with tuns of reporter asking irrelevant questions I could only answer within me. " My daughter won't be answering any questions today". Madam ice said.

"O  my God!!. Her baby bump is real!". Would I fake it before.

Yh baby. I like giving in my best in all I do, after all I'm Ejiro. I was dressed in a tight body hug long gown. I wanted to kill the show. So far so good, I have been ranting on my various social media page only. Imagine the news headline tomorrow. Ejiro spotted with baby bump at baby papa's home. I felt like Kim Kardashian!!. Trust me when I say I'm loaded with energy and ready to kill this show. My baby bump isn't too big but even with just one glances you would notice I was pregnant. My bellybutton was out already, even if my stomach wasn't that big, its clearly showing life.

I had recieve an invite some days back from Ibrahim on behave of his father. Madam ice insisted she came along with me just for security purpose. Trust me when I say we we're well dressed. I didn't want to give the impression I was suffering and only ranting for money. More so, If the media See's me as a young financially stable woman, I would be able to buy the minds of the public you see. I'm only coming up to fight for the rights of my unborn child so he or she can be given an identity.

" You even look more shameless in person". Hissed.

" Excuse me". I stopped, so did everything around me. " What did you say?". My gaze landed on the  female reporter who muttered the statement I heard. See her ugly face!. Her hair was roughly cornrow all back. From the looks of things, it was clear she was training her natural hair. Her lips so dry and paled, her skin nothing to write home about, it looked like something that has been buried for years before finally dug out from the muds. Gross.

With her crayfish leg.

" Did you just say I look more shameless in person?". Every one kept mute. " Young lady yes I'm shameless because I'm proud of what I do. On like you who looks like a walking corpse and won't still mind your business, i'm setting an example for motherhood". I felt madam ice pinched me but I wasn't going to stop talking. Many of this reporters needed it hot before they would learn to mind their business. " Many of you are online calling me names, questioning my character. Some of you even want as far as accusing my intention that I'm after money. Has any of you stop to think that I'm really pregnant and the future of my child is at steak. Your also a woman like me, how would you feel if society tags your child a bastard?". I paused rubbing my hands on my baby bump showing every sign of tiredness. " My baby papa is where he is because he has worked hard to be successful in the society but yet you all tag him illegitimate because of his father's little mistake. Then tell me as a mother why won't I fight for my child's identity?. It is because of primitive people like you this country is constantly held back".  I wish I could pouns on her and give her a taste of what was made of.

" How do you know a person is shameless?. Should I be shameless for fighting for my child. I'm not asking for anything but for my child to be accepted. I have no intentions of scattering anybody's engagement. If you were me what should you have done?. Would you have sit and watch your child bare the pain forever that he has no identify. Infact!. It is you that needs to be ashamed because your mate are very successful and yet you are standing outside someone's property looking for gossips just to gain popularity".

" Aren't you ashame your appearance tells more about poverty?. When you want to raise by making others fall, you will never make it because the hand's that pulls people down is always down and the hand's that rise people up will always be up".

" A mother's action maybe some how wrong but her intentions are always right". The moment I started walking again questions from left, right kept coming. I made my way to the entrance of the building. Miss ice kept me guarded because this people were ready to strip me naked. Some kept pulling on to my cloth, good thing my gown is tight. With my right hand supporting my protruding baby bump we walked into the building following the trail of the two bouncers who lead the way.
 
Let's get this meeting fast and over with......

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*********** author's note.............

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