“Sumbo look at me and tell me why you had to behave like that”
“Ronke the man you saw some minutes ago ruined my family took away our happiness and left us nothing”
two wounded hearts
I don’t mean to be insensitive but obviously
he continues by saying
“but I was too young then. I knew nothing until I grew up and my aunt had to reveal all this to me. This man is responsible for ruining my upbringing because after all this my father just couldn’t take it. He gave up and my mom left too when she realized there was nothing.
She was too scared that she wouldn’t be able to take care of me. I don’t hate my mum though; I was just disappointed because the only family I had, left me”
I still respect her though.
So tell me why I shouldn’t kill
Wow! I didn’t see that coming. Sumbo must have gone through a lot, no wonder he could tell that I was sad.
I wonder how he fought through. I wanted to ask him but I felt it might just unlock so many closed doors.
I left it and kept quiet. There was total silence between the two of us for like 5 minutes till he broke it.
He smiled at me; I wonder how he does that. I really admire the strength this man has.
He realized I felt pity for him through my facial expression and then he said “it’s a bygone now and as you can see I have moved on. This is what I want for you”. From what you just heard me say about
I stared into his eyes and answered, “you didn’t get out of it by yourself, did you? How did you do it?”
He shook his head in response and then he said,
“I did not, dear, and trust me, it wasn’t easy. I just had it in the back of my head that I had to fight this war on my
Ronke, enough about me. I want to know what happened to this beautiful woman seated in front of me “.
He was worried. He really wanted to know whether Sumbo was actually my key to getting out of this cage that he had found me in, and this time, I will be free …
“I used to have a junior sister; one that I loved dearly. Her name was Dayo. She was beautiful and she made me laugh all the time. She was the white sheep in my family, totally different from everyone in the house.
I and my parents loved her dearly and we made sure she was alright all the time.
I didn’t mind that my parents gave her more attention more than they gave me because she was an asthmatic patient. We didn’t want her to feel less of a person just because of that illness so we showered her with love, care and attention…”
He noticed that I stopped talking then he said, “
I think I need that because it feels like I can’t
“I am here with you.” I nodded in the positive and continued. “Then something happened between Dayo and I. we had a heated argument and she stormed out of the house. I called her but she ignored me. I knew where she was going so I didn’t go after her. I had never seen her angry. We had had several arguments before but this particular one was different.
My parents called and asked where Dayo was because they were not around and I lied that she was asleep but no, Dayo was not in the house. I called her twice around
I heard footsteps coming into the house but something was weird, Dayo doesn’t walk that way so I thought she was drunk.
Guess who I saw…
I saw a young man with Dayo.
But Dayo wasn’t drunk, Dayo laid dead in the arms of this man.
Dayo was dead.
All those times Dayo called me, she wanted me to get her inhaler but
Now my father finds it hard to FORGIVE ME.