Episode 12-Final

Rosa was so lost in this reverie that she was startled when she felt Gift’s hand tap her on the wrist saying something she didn’t hear.

“what did you say, my dear,” she had asked kindly.

“I don’t ever want to go back to madam Linda. I will rather kill myself than go back there”.

“Don’t worry , dear I will see what I can do”. She had promised.

Rosa went outside made some phone calls and came back

“My dear, I know exactly what you have gone through because I had experienced such as a young child but to the glory of God , I came out of it stronger and a better person.

I have been married for five years without a child and I live alone with my husband who is the best man any woman could ask for ”

She continued “I have spoken to him and he said I should bring you home so that we take you to the police station.”

“Police station !” Gift shouted.

“Aunty , so you want to leave me at the police station? I thought you were a kind aunty. so you want them to take me back to madam Linda? She asked sadly, her eyes filling up with tears.

“hold on dear, I will do no such thing . I will have to report to the police and then request that I take you home . I plan to go to welfare department and adopt you legally. It is illegal to just pick a child on the road and take her home just like that ”

Rosa live in Ibadan with her husband. She had come back to Alaudo, her husband’s village, for a burial and was to stay for one week.

She subsequently stayed long enough to sort out the preliminary documentation for an adoption and took gift home with her to Ibadan and that was how the poor girl’s life changed.

Meanwhile Rosa couldn’t help wondering about the policy of the country on welfare generally especially that of children.

She remembered her own abusive early years and how she nearly lost her life if not for mother luck.

Now, look at this poor child and the abuse she had gone through, what would have become of her if I hadn’t run into her in such a dramatic and nearly fatal fashion? She wondered .

Rosa registered gift into a very good primary school. Because of her age, she was registered into primary five and a very good private teacher was arranged for her private lessons.

Gift turned out to be intelligent. she was able to, in no time catch up with the other children. The hunger to make something out of her life was an overriding motivation for her.

After primary education, she gained admission into a government secondary school. throughout her secondary school education, she kept on taking the first position.

She made the best result and broke her school record in WAEC by getting straight ‘A’ in all her subjects, thereby winning a scholarship to any university of her choice to study Social Welfare. By this time, she had grown into a very beautiful but level headed girl.

It did not take long before Gift caught the attention of the youngest but most eligible professor of pharmacology in her school. They both fell in love at first sight and before long , he proposed to her and she accepted

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Rosa , her surrogate mother and her husband spared no expense at making the wedding a memorable one

Gift and her husband sent out their invitation cards to their friends and relations and it happened that Chidinma , now an old tattered woman, went to hospital one day to collect her medication for her arthritis. All the chairs were occupied expect the one which only had a bag on it. She was so weak that she had to sit down until whoever kept the bag came back. When she picked up the big in order to sit down, she found a very beautiful card lying under the bag and picked it up to admire it after sitting down.

“This must have cost a lot of money. Imagine how much people spend on mere wedding cards when people like me borrow money to buy ordinary drugs. this world nawa oo,” she had lamented.

“There are even pictures of the couple on the card” She had said to herself, turning the inside page.

“Ah, this lady looks familiar!” she thought as she peered closely at the picture and it dawned on her like a bolt from the blues!

“Gift! it is Gift ooooooo, my Gift, my daughter! my long lost daughter Gift!” she shouted , jumping up from her seat, with the other patients looking at her in surprise

She quickly sat down again , excitedly and read the card, after which she left hurriedly: taking the card with her before the owner could come back.

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Chidimna traced Gift to the venue of the wedding , sat at the last row of seats and it was the shock of her life when the woman introduced as the bride’s mother turned out to be Rosa, her former maid!

Rosa whom she had beaten to pulp, verbally abused and accused of being possessed and finally goaded into committing murder! The murder of her children.

It was true she had learnt of Rosa’s adoption by Her Excellency. She thought she had heard the last of her when Rosa was reported to have gone abroad for further education only for her to appear now and to be addressed today, as the mother of Gift , “my own sweet daughter”, Chidinma thought weeping silently.

“What a small world”, she said to her self amidst tears.

She turned and walked silently away, depressed and remorseful for all her useless, wicked and irresponsible life.

“Surely” she had lamented to herself , “No condition is permanent” and as they say ‘ those we see on our way up are often the same people we see on our way down’.

She was so depressed and inconsolable that she died two weeks later without gift and Rosa ever knowing anything about it. As far as Gift was concerned , her real mother died the very moment she conceived the idea of turning her into a chattel to be sold off to the highest bidder.

Gift had often thought to herself, MOTHERHOOD IS NOT ONLY BIOLOGICALLY BUT AN OVERRIDING SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE TOTAL WELL BEING OF A CHILD”

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"Wait, Ada, Did you drink pōìson? " I asked, As I was crying flowingly. 

I placed her head on my lap.I wasn't myself again. I couldn't believe I had lost my memory. That moment, I was just like an infant who just visited the world for the first time ever. All I could do was crying and nothing more. 

When I came back to sense, I told her friends to please hurriedly go and get a cab that would take us to the hospital, But they seems so very slow. All they could also do was crying bìtterly. 

Without wasting time, I raised Ada up, hung her across my shoulder and took her to a nearest hospital. 

I was there crying uncontrollably. Ada was being attended to, But my mind wasn't at rest still. 

"God, please, let not anything happen to her" I knelt down as I continue praying. 

After few minutes, The doctor who was attending to her returned back from where Ada was being taken care of,So I blocked her way. 

"Mam, Please how is she? Please I beg you. Hope she hasn't --well, That will never happen. Please how is Ada? " I was stammering. 

She assured me that nothing bàd would happen to her. Though I found it so very hard to keep calm still, But then, My mind was at rest a little. 

Later after few hours, The doctor called me and Ada's friends to enter. Gladly, Ada has woken up, And we all felt happy. 

But when Ada saw me, She roared out of ànger. 

"Isn't this what you want? Shebi you want me to d!e abi no be so? Get out of here" She shouted. 

Her friends whispered to her ears, But she responded them with 

"And so fvcking what! "

I was trying to beg her, When the doctor ask me to leave. She explained to me that she needed to rest. She said the more she set eyes on me, The more àngrier she got, So I should leave quickly. 

I left there to my room. I sat down on my bed, As I propped my head up with my pillow. I was feeling sàd, As I was crying uncontrollably. 

"Which is one is not worthy to be dèppressed and cry about; Amaka that left me or Ada that I hūrt hèartlessly? " I asked myself, as tears continue rolling down from my eyes. 

Sure, Amaka's vìrginìty was among the reasons why I loved her so much as that.

The second day me and Amaka met, My plan on that day was to hàve sèxūal intèrcōurse with her and left her. But she explained to me that she was still a vìrgin. I found it so very hard to believe , Because in Lagos where I came from, Even a twelve old Girl can not be underrated. Life has spoiled finish.

Until when Amaka's friends testified to it, That was when I believed she's still remained a vìrgìn, And when my mum also told me about her; Her dignity and her attitudes. 

Our plan was, we would both keep calm, we would not rush, We would wait till our wedding's night, so then we would ehn *****.... - Lol. You're listening too much attentively. Lol. Forget abourit. 

Maybe Because Amaka thought I would never forgive her for breaking our promise, that was the reason why she chose to get married to another person than telling me she was gang-rap'ed in the village. 

"Òlòhun.. Oh God! " I said, as I continue crying. 

So then I brought out my handkerchief from my pocket and used it to clear the tears on my eyes. The tears refused to stop still, I had to find water to clean my head to the neck. 

It was after five hours already, I put on my cloth and went back to the hospital where Ada was. 

As I got there, I met Ada on the bed with her friend. I was afraid to enter in the first place, But I've planned it in my mind that if she shouted at me again, I would still leave. But as she saw me this time, she smiled. 

"Thanks for saving my life" Ada said, As she smiled. 

"It's my pleasure, darling" I responded. 

As her friends heard our two conversations, They started coughing. 

"Cough k!ll you all there" Ada said, And they burst into laughter. 

So they all left and it remained just me and Ada in the hospital room. 

Sincerely, I didn't know Ada was as prettier as that, I was just seeing her beauty for the first time ever. Babe dope d!e. 

"I'm sorry, love. I'm so sorry for hūrting you. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me" I said. 

Ada, after hearing this, Raised her head up, And asked me surprisingly. 

"Wait, did you just call me "love"? " she asked. 

I laughed, Used one of my fingers to block her lips and followed by a k!ss. 

Ada was later discharged from the hospital. Our relationship continued, And we got married after two years I graduated from school and got a job. 

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