Omolara’s faith Episode 21
Lara lay, curled up on the darduma in the
parlour. She hvgged her pillow ti-ghtly as she
wept. She had been like this for days now. Tony
as usual was kneeling beside her, he wondered if
her tear bank would ever get exhausted.
“I should have listened to my mother.” Lara
muttered.
Tony sighed…back to square one he thought
inwardly.
“Because of you!” Lara sat up.
“Just because of you! I ruined the relationsh!p
between I and my mother” she wagged a f!nger
at him.
Tony backed away, she was becoming violent.
“What haven’t I done for you? Tony? This is the
best way to pay back?” she tasted the saltiness
of her tears.
“I’m sorry baby…”
“Thun-der fire you if you call me baby again!” her
eyes glinted in anger.
“I’m very sorry, its not what you think…” he felt
sorry for her.
“Its not what I think right? Oh plea-se, explain!”
“Seriously, I won’t lie to you Lara…she was the
one k!ss!ngme, I didn’t k!ssher…” Tony tried to
explain.
“No difference! The real thing is that you k!$$£d!
And you enjoyed it!” she gr@bb£d her pillow.
“Lara…” tony held her arm.
She pushed him away violently.
“If you t©uçh me again, I’l murder you!”
Tony stared at her, he’d never seen her this
violent before.
“I wish I have spiritual powers!” she whispered.
“I’d have made sure you get back on a wheel
chair with your man-hood cut off” she spat out,
before sauntering to her room.
Tony watched her: frightened.
The thought of been crippled again scared him.
He had heard stories of yoru-ba girls been
witches…
He wondered what kind of bad breeze blew
Sophia to the airport.
She said she c@m£ to congratulate him, it
started from a hvg, then she k!$$£d him.
“ru-bbish!” he muttered lying down on a settee.
He must have dozed off.
He opened his eyes lazily as he felt something
on his head,
his eyes wi-de-ned as he saw the noozzle of a
gun.
He tried to get up, but a firm leg pressed his
che-st down.
“where’s your wife?” a voice growled.
He didn’t reply.
“you deaf abi?” another voice asked.
He looked around, he was surrounded by five
armed men.
” una never bring the meat commot?” another
voice asked walking into the room..
“no boss, the guy no wan show us where she
dey.” one of the robbers responded.
“Search the house jor!” the boss commanded
the five robbers dispersed in various directions,
while the boss sat beside Tony.
Tony j£rked as he heard Lara scream from her
room.
“Tony!” she yelled again.
He tried to get up but the boss pu-ll-ed him back.
“Don’t move” he placed a sharp knife on Tony’s
n£¢k.
The robberes emerged pu-lling Lara with them,
they threw her at their boss’s feet, she skrie-ked
as she fell.
“Wow, this babe set die!” the boss exclaimed.
“plea-se don’t hurt her, I’d give you anything you
want.” Tony pleaded.
“Noo, mr man, we didn’t come for you, we are
paid to work on her.” The boss said pu-lling Lara
towards himself.
She shivered, tears streaming down her cheeks.
He tilted her chin up, and his eyes met her
frightened ones.
His eyes wi-de-ned in recognition.
“Lara the clas-s monitor!” he exclaimed in
suprise.
“Bayo?” she g@sped.
“What are you doing here?” he couldn’t help
asking.
She felt weak, the suprise she got made her
whole b©dy numb.
Bayo was her clas-smate/best friend during her
secondary school days.
“I’m sorry for…errm..the…erm” Bayo whispered
wiping her tears.
“Boys make we waka!” he told his boys who
were grumbling.
“Make we dey go jor!” he added firmly,
sauntering towards the door.
“Just like that?” one of the boys queried.
“we-tin again? We no fit t©uçh her na! Make we
just go!” Bayo replied.
“we no fit trust her, she know you, she fit call
police..” they grumbled again.
“She won’t!” Bayo chuckled.
He left with his boys following suit.
Tony held the trembling Lara as she wept. She
rested her head on his shoulders holding him
ti-ghtly.
He led her towards his be-droom.
He k!$$£d her tears dry, the salty taste made him
want to s–k some more tears out of her eyes.
She clutched him ti-ghtly as he searched for the
Zi-p fastener of her night robe