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Chapter 7-Jumoke

Khalid

"You deceived me the entire time?",Zaynab looks at her mother who sighs and rubs her forehead tiredly.

"I didn't know that the person who needed my help was you Zaynab. It was only after I met you, did I realize it was you",aunt Jumoke replies.

"What are you doing here?",Eniola asks her.

"I was called Eniola".

"So you were called? You weren't called when YOUR OWN DAUGHTER nearly died in the house fire? You weren't then abi? You were asleep then abi?",Eniola yells.

"Eniola. Calm down",uncle tells her but she was just glaring at aunt the entire time.

Aunt sighs and clears her throat.

"I know. I know what I did was wrong. Nothing I say would make it any better. I can only for you to forgive me. Ise esu ni (it's the devil's work)".

She turns to Uncle Abdul and sighs.

"Abdullah",she whispers then gets on her knees in front of him.

"Jumoke. Don't, get up",uncle sighs.

"no, let me stay like this-".

"Jumoke. Ani it's okay. I don't have a problem with you personally. There's only so much that one can take",uncle says then he pulls her up.

"A-".

"You tried. Me and you both know that. You couldn't take it anymore. And I don't blame you or resent you for it. But what you did pelu omi mi (with my child), ah, that one is unforgivable. Shouldn't we thank God that Adelola was there in time to save her. If we not because of her, se omi ti emi ma wa wa nibi bayi? (Would my own child be here now?)".

Aunt looks away and looks down at aunt Adelola.

"Iwo? (You?).

"Mm the person behind you",aunt Adelola hisses then stands up.

"Wait oo. Did I not warn you before you left? Iwo. Ah IWO Jumoke. You even have the audacity to raise your tone at me. Se, if I didn't then go in there will you have your daughter here? Omo ti iwo, ti o think about tele tele?",aunt yells.

"Adelola. Emi loba soro bayi? (It's me you are taking to like this?)",aunt Adelola steps back and touches her chest.

"Mm. Were ti o wa lara re ni (it's the madness in you)",aunt hisses.

"Wait abeg. Abeg abeg",aunt starts slapping her hands then she chuckles.

"I hope you're not mad".

"Mommy stop",Ibrahim sighs and pulls her away.

"Mommy stop from where? Listen to this one. I was just about to start begging you and thanking you for what you did. If you were not there, she wouldn't be here and I regret what I did. And to thank you. But Iwo."aunt gasps.

"Wait. Is it because I came here looking and acting all calm? You know me ooo. You know what I can do. Abeg. If you're not ready for an early death. Watch who you're messing with",she yells at aunt Adelola.

"You and what army? Look. Don't threaten me. We're both Yoruba born. If you say you're crazy, you know am mental. Don't even cross h-".

"Mommy. Why are you wasting your energy on useless, unwanted things",Zaynab pulls aunt away from her biological mother who's eyes widens with shock.

"Emi? Me? Am the mad one?",she touches her chest.

"I can't believe you even have the audacity to even yell at her. After what she did? Ah. You have no shame. No shame at all",Zaynab yells.