“Mama!!!” Kemi went down quickly. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
“Mama!” She cried while the crowd shook their heads in pity, and
most of them were talking quietly.
“Eyaah.’
“That’s her daughter i quess.”
“Maybe.”
Kemi cried. “W..what happened to her?” She asked absently.
“She was hit by a car when crossing the road.” A young woman
quickly said.
“The car didn’t wait.” Another said.
“It was her fault.”
“She didn’t look when crossing.”
“Is she your mother?”
With so much tears, Kemi dialed Olu’s number with shaking hands.
There was no answer from the other end of the cell phone. She
dialed again, again, and again, still there was no response. Kemi
stared at the crowd and back to the old dead woman, and sob some
few sobs before dialing 112. She explained into the phone, and few
minutes later an ambulance came to take the body of Olu’s mother,
to the mortuary.
Kemi went home weeping. As she opened the front door into the
sitting room, Olu was there relaxing with a bottle of beer. “See
What you have caused.” Kemi said and dropped into the chair. “Olu
you’ve killed your mother.” The tears she knew earlier came back,
and slipped down her cheeks.
“Look woman,” Olu said, “you better stop that nonsense and go to
your room.”
Kemi couldn’t hold her tears. “Olu mama is dead.”
Olu raised up from the chair at once. “What do you mean? Who is
dead?” His eyes widened. “Kemi.”
“Mama is dead.” Kemi cried bitterly. “She was hit by a car.”
Olu stood staring at his crying wife for a very long moment. He let
out an explosive breath and smacked his arm against the wall. “Shit.”
He sat down slowly and leaned his head against the chair. What’s
my business anyway, he thought. If that’s what she got from
the evil she had done, it’s for my own good. Now that the
witch is dead, it’s time for me to raise again. Olu smiled to
himself and pulled himself up from the chair, heading for his
bedroom.
Few days had gone by, Olu had refused to bury his mother. Kemi
tried her best to convince him, instead, he gets drunk everyday.
Kemi couldn’t bear it. She couldn’t ignore her mother-in-law’s body
in the mortuary. Then, she decided to call her husband’s relatives.
The following morning, two elderly men came from the village. “What
is this that I’m hearing?” Olu’s uncle said while Olu pulled his gaze
away, staring at the ceiling. “You accused your mother of witch
craft and sent her out of your house. Olu? And she was hit by a
runaway car, dead and you sat down here drinking.” His voice was
harsh
“What you’ve done is very bad.” The other man said. “You’ve killed
your own mother.”
“I didn’t kill anybody.” Olu said. “She reaped what she had sowed.”
“Keep your mouth shut.” His uncle said angrily. “You’re a bastard. You
sent your mother out of your house to be killed and you’re here
telling us she reaped what she had sowed?” The old man got to his
feet. “You’re a disappointment to the whole family.”
“Enough uncle.” Olu said. “How could my own mother be doing evil
against me. Tell me uncle? And you expect me to sit down here and
be watching? living with a witch?”
“How did you know she’s a witch?” His uncle asked. “Olu?”
“I’m not a baby.” Olu said. “I know what i know and that’s what
she is.” He pulled his gaze toward the wall. “I’d lost everything. My
business had crumbled, and now I’m into debt.” He met his uncle’s
gaze. “You want me to fold my arms and be watching?” He shook his
head. “No way.”
The two elderly men shook their heads. “I’m really disappointed.” His
uncle said. “Even if there is such, you should have called the family
and let us talk it out, instead of sending her out of your house.”
The old man paused for few seconds, gathering his thought. “I
don’t have much to say right now, until you bring you mother home
for burial.”
Olu got to his feet. “No way uncle. “If you want your sister to be
buried, go to the mortuary and take her body with you to the
village.”
“Olu.”
“Uncle I mean it, and nothing can change my mind.” Olu said, walking
out of the sitting.
His uncle got to his feet. “Olu? Olu come back here.”
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