Years went by without the boys, I obviously learnt my lessons, Dayo had died in an auto crash in Italy, Shegun suffered from a chronic heart disease, his life now hangs in the balance.
Andy had stayed back in Nigeria to right his wrongs, I heard he confessed to sleeping with Ajoke out of fear of getting punished, he was stuck with being the only one that slept with her.
Ajoke gradually forgave him and became friends, he visited me rarely, we never mentioned her in our conversations.
I was worried about the information Rita had given me; I knew I had to do something about it. What are the odds of that child being mine?
It's been 14 years now and I have had my first failed marriage, I live alone with no one to call my own, life has not been all bad or good, but I had wealth with no one to share with.
I left the bathroom and went to the room, I picked up my phone and bought a flight ticket, about time I faced my fears… I need to know if he's mine or not.
I got to Nigeria and went to my mum’s office. I had to tell her the truth about Ajoke and how much of a coward I was.
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Mum was not particularly happy to see me, she hated what I had done although she never mentioned it.
I started crying when I saw her.
“Mum, I did it” I blurted out.
“I know… I know you did.” she said softly.
We got in contact with Ajoke's family through a mutual friend.
After much pleading with her family and accepting my fault, they finally allowed us access to her details, I got to the address given to me, and knocked on the gate of the beautiful house in front of me.
A boy opened the gate, tall and skinny, he had my eyes and looked like me sixteen years ago.
I asked him if his mom was home, but he kept staring at me, "can I see your mom young man”, I pleaded.
He asked us to wait while he went inside to inform her of our visit. She came out, and when she saw me, she fainted.
We rushed her to the hospital, where she explained everything to her family. I pleaded with them to let me have a DNA test, but they refused and asked me out.
Ajoke had wanted otherwise for the sake of her son, but he also refused me and told me I could never be his father.
I know I am a coward, a toothless, brainless pig but I deserve to know my son. I feel hopeless and frustrated, I lost her, I lost my son. I wish I did better even at sixteen..
The End.
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Ajoke
General FictionDarkness that lingers in the heart, for light to shine on it, love needs to prevail