Mrs. Ajala heard the cellphone of her pal ring and when she checked it, she was disturbed on the title of the caller she saw- My Wicked Mother. The cellphone stored ringing until her pal got here in to obtain the decision. Mrs. Ajala gently requested, ‘who was that?’ ‘My mother’, replied Folashade. Dumbfounded Mrs. Ajala couldn’t probe additional.
In the night of the identical day, Mrs. Ajala went rtd to her pal, Folashade interested in why a had used such a reputation for her mom. They each stayed on the similar space. Qa Ed
Folashade openezrd up after a lot persuasion. ‘Twenty years ago while I was 25 years old, my father told me that one of his friends living at the United States would be coming to stay in our house with his son while in the country the following week. I knew Chief Agbaje, his wife and children very well. We’d additionally stayed of their home various occasions on the US. Everybody in the home was pondering of the way to make their keep pleasant. Kola, an uncle got here to our home a day to their arrival and hinted me that Chief Agaje’s son, Sunbo, who was an in depth pal of his was following his father this time to settle the problem of who to get as a spouse. Kola requested me to be good with Sunbo as a result of he had his eyes on me based mostly on their current talks. Happy and extra expectant that made me turn into. I’d been looking out for who to take me to the Altar. I’d had a couple of unserious guys waste my time sufficient. Uhm!’
‘Chief Agbaje finally came in company of his son. They spent more than a month. I and Sunbo were good friends as we had ever been but he did not raise anything that suggested what my uncle said throughout his stay.’
‘Six months later, Mr. Agbaje came back and now with his wife. My father called me one day and informed me that they had actually come to meet the parents of Adebola.’
‘ Who was Adebola’? Mrs. Ajala requested.
‘Adebola was like our house maid’ Folashade continued. ‘She was the daughter of my father’s mechanic. My father took her in notably to take up the sponsorship of her schooling although my mom agreed as a result of she could be of assist to her within the house responsibilities. As at then, she had obtained a Polytechnic National Diploma by way of an element time research paid for by my father. She had additionally realized hairdressing and my dad and mom had arrange an excellent salon for her close by.’
‘Just like watching a drama, Sunbo and the whole family came back for the marriage shortly after the parents returned to the States. I tried to save myself from some envy. Afterall, I was beautiful, a promising medical doctor. I assured myself that my own husband would come at the right time but everything collapsed when my uncle later told me that Sunbo actually wanted to go for me because he had always loved me but he changed his mind when he met Adebola. He said Sunbo described Adebola as an industrious and a well-trained beautiful young lady and that he said I was a brat that did not know how to do anything at home, not even cooking.’
‘Truly, Sunbo was right because I was so over pampered by my mother that common sweeping of the floor was something I could not imagine doing. I couldn’t prepare dinner any good meals too besides put together noodles. In reality, Sunbo demanded that I put together rice for him in the future and I instructed him I wasn’t raised up for that. I instructed him I might make use of a prepare dinner and home helps after I married. I believed that was an excellent life. My mom would by no means enable me do something. It was Adebola that will sweep, clear the home and do all of the cooking. My mom made her what she turned and destroyed my very own future pondering it was love. It then occurred to me that was the widespread comment each man I dated had given about me, likely the explanation they stored dropping me.’
‘Well, at thirty eight, I just had to force myself to marry a man because of many disappointments I’d had over time although not understanding this man had already married and divorced two girls earlier than then. We met on the face ebook. He lacked the most typical manners. He would beat me up at any little provocation even whereas I used to be pregnant. I had no full day of happiness with him. Every evening he got here residence drunk. He womanized.’
‘Two years after our marriage, we parted and went our different ways. As at that time, Sunbo had relocated to the Country upon his appointment as the Minister for Finance. Each time I thought of how happy I could have been as Adebola was, I cursed my mother. She failed me. She failed God too. I thought I was enjoying not knowing that it was my future that was being stabbed. Now, a single mother at forty seven, I look back and I hate my mother more and more.’
‘I decided to share my story with you because I noticed you’re already into the identical error of my mom who made one other man’s daughter on the expense of hers. I see you ship your cousin staying with you on all errands. You make her do all the home chores, sparing your personal kids.’
