My life: mini series episode 11

That day I ate around 10pm in the night.

If not for that Okpa and sachet water I

bought earlier in the day, I wonder what

would have become of me.

My madam came back with her husband and

dished some jollof rice into my plate and

handed it to me.

I thanked her and sat on the mortar to eat.

The food was still warm and delicious not

minding the fact that it was cooked early in

the morning before the incident with the

white woman took place.

I ate fast and then had the plate washed

and kept on the rack to dry…

The next day was a saturday and

unfortunately for me I didn’t wake up early.

I was very tired and exhausted when I went

to bed the past night so I didn’t know when

morning came.

The fury which the piece of wire landed on

my neck this time around was ten times

more painful than I had ever felt before in

my life.

I screamed so loud that my madam’s

husband ran into my room to find out what

was happening to me.

As soon as my madam heard her husband’s

footstep approaching, she threw the piece of

wire under my bed and frowned at me as

warning not to talk.

“What’s the problem?” My madam’s

husband asked as soon as he got to my

room.

I kept quiet sobbing hysterically.

“Why are you crying?” He asked again

staring at me.

For a reply, I sobbed the more.

“Darling why is she crying?” He asked facing

his wife – my madam.

Madam kept silent.

“Can someone please tell me what is

happening here?” Madam’s husband

insisted.

I didn’t talk, madam didn’t talk.

In anger, the husband stormed out of the

room and into their master’s bedroom…

Episode 12 coming soon, stay tuned.

Originally posted on my blog here