"i don't understand the report you just told me, Fransesca screamed at Simone.
"Ma the doctor said if i abort this baby there is likely a chance my womb get destroyed".
"And how is that my business? She said with no single ounce of doubt in her.
Simone just kept stating as she was absolutely dumbfounded, as she couldn't believe what she had jist heard.
Fransesca in pity took her by the arm over to the dining room for them to sit there.
"Simone you of all people should understand, you can't get pregnant, you are like a fatale speciale in this business and pregnancy will only ruin your career.
Simone hummed for a while and then spoke: "Ma i would have removed it also but for the complications that comes with it, it's not encouraging at all".
"I understand, but take a look you already have Hamza, you have nothing to lose, take a look at me now i don't have children, but with the money i now have i can adopt as many as i want.
"But ma you have not adopted any child, so i guess you are just don't understand", Simone said.
"You were not always with me remember, i had a little boy that look exactly like Hamza, his name was Haruna, i adopted him from childbirth, trained him up to kindergarten and one day he left",
Fransesca said as she sobbed profusely.
"It's ok ma" Simone said in consolation.
"But ma how come i thought he will be well protected, i see the way you treat my son and my nephew.
"Yes Simone, the thing is that those time i use to be poor and into child trafficking, i was supposed to put him off for auction but no one bought him because he was too bad looking, i had no choice than to raise him as mine".
Simone immediately grew pale and very much paranoid, she wanted to know much about the story as she kept pestering her to say more.
"I can't start to spill the beans now, its all in the past let us just neglect it.
"Alright ma", Simone replied.
"What of Alex"? Fransesca asked.
"He has not been picking my calls and he even sent me a message i am upset to read" Simone said as she pulled out her phone to read;
Dear Simone sorry for what i did to you, i just wanted to tell you i am now in Dublin, to avoid all the shame, although its a trip i have preparing for all this while.
I don't know if you will decide to keep the child but if it turns out to be a male our will come for him, i deeply apologise once again.
Simone couldn't believe her eyes, tears dropped from them like a torrent flowing from her chest down to her dress in between her cleavage.
She looked at Fransesca and all she did was to fall on the table and cry.
Fransesca held her arm tightly urging her to be calm.
"You see what i am saying, remove the child, with so much money you can acquire children like the sandshore.
All Simone did was to increase her tears, she wondered how Fransesca could be so insensitive all she was doing was to be adding fuel to her fire.
Simone stood to her feet and requested for Fransesca's car keys and then left straightaway for the car.
"Meet me at Dr Abimbola's office, dead or life". She said to her".
Simone then entered the car and drove off.
*******
While Simone drove she kept repeating this words,
"I must get rid of it, alive or dead"!!, it got to the extent she slammed the steering.
She immediately came to an halt at the hospital and walked straight into the hall screaming.
I must get rid of it, alive or dead,!!! She screamed and screamed till there was no breath in her.
The nurses came to her rescue, as they all tried to put her on the stretcher, But she kept resisting.
Dr Abimbola immediately came to the scene giving her a shot of anathesia that led Simone straight to sleep.
"Take her to ward 22" Dr Abimbola said as she exit the scene.
****
Alhaji was in continious grumble, he couldn't believe the pictures he was flipping from the anonymous envelope that has been mailed to him of Cynthia and another man in an intimate position, the man also claimed paternity to Alhaji's unborn son whom Cynthia was carrying and that ignited his fury.
He patiently sat down waiting for Cynthia to return.
After an hour of patiently waiting, Cynthia walked in, she was so surprised to see Alhaji and her nerves were restless, the way he glanced at her.
"I hope Raymond as not put sand for my garri" she thought.
She hurriedly ran to Alhaji trying to use her female wiles on him,. She pressed her cleavage On him, and that was already digressing Alhaji's attention.
Alhaji pushed her aside and then asked some questions in which sh considered rhetorical,
Alhaji that question does not have an answer, you are the father of my unborn child,
They both got into an heated argument that in shock Alhaji fell to the ground gasping for air, he belched and belched, till he finally pass out.
Thank God for Sulaimon who was able to carry him and place him in the car and hurriedly drove him off to the hospital.
Cynthia on the otherhand was panicking and was constantly begging Sulaimon not to mention this to anyone.
"I beg you, please Sulaimon don't tell anyone i pushed him.
Sulaimon kept mute the only thing he did was to increase the speed at which he accelerated and continiously pepping through the rear mirror to see how Alhaji's condition.
******
Tana village
In the night in the middle of Tana forest
Khadija!! Gafu called out to her but she hesitated.
"Uncle i can't do it, what if i get caught"
"You can't get caught my niece".
"Take this Cyanide and pour it inside the first meal he eats tomorrow".
Khadija was perplexed of what choice to make, What of if she gets caught, What of if Yakubu didn't die or he probably find out. All these thoughts crossed her mind.
She carefully grabbed the gourd as she head straight for home. Gafu did the same as he patiently watch to observe no one has been watching them he then hurriedly make his way back home.
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Woman Of Color ( on hold)
General FictionA story of falling and finding oneself. Women are put under pressure, dejection, and in an utmost act of servitude. Especially the Women of color, there are most of them that are have been made guilty just for being a woman, The trials, abuse, pain...
