Omolara’s faith Episode 3
“Ijoba Orun, lere oni…”
Lara’s phone rang waking her up rudely from her
nap. She squinted at her phone’s screen-
‘Mummy’ was all she could see.
“Hello?” she said in a sleepy voice.
“Iwon omo buru yen, what on earth is your
problem?” Funke -her mother screamed into her
“Mummy, is anything the problem?” she ru-bbe-d
“Nons-en-se!” c@m£ her mother’s reply.
“People use what they have to get what they
want in life, is anything wrong if I give my only
daughter out to a rich family?” Her sounded
Lara glanced at her phone screen again in terror,
before placing back to her ear.
“Mummy, If I did something wrong, just tell
me…” she began to say softly.
“Do I nee-d to remind you of your deeds? You’ve
become disrespectful, you no longer cook for
your husband, you’re even threatening to leave
your matrimonial home!” her mother queried.
“No buts, sho gbo? ru-bbish! And let me remind
you, don’t just come to my house if your husband
divorces you due to your stubborness.” he
mother shouted again.
Lara bit her lowerl-ip.
the line went dead.
She stared at her phone in silence, what kind of
life is this? Tony had told her mother fake stories
about her. How can her mother be this selfish?
“Hello…” Tony intoned behind her.
She turned sharply, her eyes wi-de-ned, how did
he get there?
“So are you re-ady to turn a new leaf?” he wore a
She pursed herl-ips, fidgeting at her dress.
“Go make me a mug of choco.” he ordered
walking out of her room.
She swallowed ha-rd , she felt her heart split. She
ran her f!ngersgently on her che-st.
“It’s well, I’ll survive, somehow, anyhow, one day,
it’ll be over.” she whispered to herself as she
fought to keep back tears.
Lara wiped her hands on her apron, she pushed
the flask of food away from her, before
proceeding to peel some plantains.
Tony had called her earlier, to make a meal for
two, as he was bringing a guest home.
Whoever the guest was? She shrugged.
She began setting the table when the door bell
rang, she rushed to open it.
“Welcome” she said as Tony brushed past her.
She turned to look at the guest, she almost
mistook the guest to be a male.
“Good day.” Lara said softly.
The guest was wearing a trou-ser suit, she was
masculine, her hair cut very low. If not for the
earrings, she could be called a male.
“Hy,” the guest said coldly.
“Errm, Sophy, have a seat, make yourself
comfortable..” Tony began to say.
“Not so fast, won’t you introduce me to her?” the
guest said with a low laugh.
“Welll…okay…, sophy, meet my Illiterate wife-
Lara, errrm, Lara meet my cutie pie-sophia.” he
Sophia laughed out loud.
“Well Lara, I’ve heard alot about you…” she
extended her hand for a shake.
Lara shook her head in pain, she didn’t take
sophia’s hand. She began counting her toes.
“Errm, sophy darling, lets proceed to the dining
area, I believe she should have set the table by
now .” Tony led Sophia towards the dinning
Lara watched them from the corner of her eyes,
her eyes stung her as tears rolled down her
“Hmm, she cooks well…” sophia said eating in
“Oh yes! And that’s the main reason I’m still
keeping her, else, she should be in her parents
house by now” Tony said loudly.
“Oh sweerie, that was too rude…” Sophia
Lara walked lightly into her room, she went on
her knees. Is this real? She thought.
She felt she nee-ded to talk to someb©dy. Her
mum was out of question, Deji isn’t in town for
now. She decide to pray, though she doesn’t
belive in prayers.
“God…” she looked towards heaven.
“I know you can see all that’s happening, do I
deserve such treatments?” she sniffed.
“I have no one to talk to, nowhere to go…you are
all I have now…my father is no more…” she
“I heard you are a father to the fatherless, don’t
forsake me O’Lord….help me dear father….” her
b©dy shook with sobs.
She la-id on the ha-rd floor, she liked its coldness,
it gave her some sort of comfort.
Tony isn’t a human being…she thought. He is
either a beast or the devil himself. He dared
bring his mistress into their home…he knew
there’s nothing she could do.
Omolara’s faith Episode 3