“knock knock! Oluwasegun! Moyowa! Is there nobody in this house?”
I sat on the kitchen floor with a glass of water in my hand. When I heard mama’s voice, it was so loud and clear. I jumped up in fear and the water in my hands splashed over my yellow blouse. I felt a slight pain in my chest and at that moment, I realized that the worst was yet to come.
What was Mama doing in Lagos? She hadn’t informed anyone that she would be coming or had my husband invited her over? But why did he have to involve Mama into this? I thought aloud.
“Ejo! monbo!” I exclaimed, hurrying to the sitting room to get the door. She was carrying a medium sized travelling bag with a black Dangote sack bag and it was obvious she had come to spend a while in our home.
“Ek’abo ma. Ile lewa” I forced a smile as I welcomed her into the house, making an attempt to carry her bag but she slapped my hands and pushed them away as though they were too filthy. I almost cried but I struggled not to.
“Where is my son Segun?” she asked, looking straight into my eyes and I almost fell.
“He is… he is… work ma” I stammered.
She walked towards our dinning, pulled out a chair and slowly sat on it. She looked sad and her eyes were red as though she had cried for days.
“Mama, what would you like to eat?” I asked in a weak tone.
“Moyowa! What wrong did we commit to marry you into this family?” Mama asked anxiously and I was afraid to utter a word.
“Five years Moyo and you never opened up. Why? Why Moyo? Ah! Jesu!” she threw herself on the floor and cried aloud. It was so loud that I couldn’t control my own tears.
“Mummy ejo! Forgive me. I was afraid. I couldn’t afford to lose Segun. Mummy ejo!” I cried profusely as I pleaded on my knees.
Mama stood up from the floor, walked round the dinning without uttering a word. Her hands were on her head and she sobbed for awhile before concentrating again on me.
“Moyo, tell me what I heard is not true. Or is it really true that you have no womb?”
I swallowed, hard. She was anxiously staring and I knew all she needed was an answer.
“I— I …”
My voice, uncharacteristically tremulous broke into the silence and just then, Segun walked into the house, interrupting the whole scenario. His eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that he had been crying all day.
“Ah! Oluwa odojutimi!— Moyo speak to me or have you suddenly gone deaf?” Mama questioned again but this time is was furious. Segun turned to look at me, his eyes were sad. I could only wish for the ground to open and swallow me.
“It’s true Mama.” My voice caught into the silence. The words hung there, searing themselves on the long dinning room after the sound had died away.
“You said what?”
I kept still, not knowing what to answer. Hot tears streamed down my checks as I remained on my knees.
She asked and I was silent still. I didn’t know what to say. My heart thawed a little. My confidence was dented.
Segun walked close to me and stared at me for awhile, his eyes were still sad. I knew I had hurt him so bad.
“You knew you had no womb and you kept quiet about it for five years. You said nothing during our courtship. So dear what other secret are you hiding? Go on tell us because I’m beginning to lose my mind.” Segun finally said. His eyes were soaked with tears. I had never seen him cry so much.
“I was afraid. I didn’t know how to open up — please forgive me…”
“Forgive you say— you must be a joker. Look you better start talking because I’m losing my mind Moyo.” He screamed with all furiousness.
I kept quiet, my heart was now in my mouth and every detail of my past came running through my mind.
“Now I understand why your medical reports kept missing. I can’t believe I was so foolish— aaaaahhhhhhh!” He screamed angrily, making an attempt to hit me.
“Segun please! I’ll speak— I’ll open up. Ejo! I’ll tell you everything about my past…” I managed to calm him down.
“It all started fifteen years ago. I was only fourteen…..
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WRITTEN BY CHIOMA JENNIFER