jilted episode 84

JILTED
.
Sequence 84
.
Ambrose POV
"I would get my belongings ready, I am coming here to look after my grand child period!" She insisted.
I held Haira's hand stylishly, she didn't struggle with me and I smiled. I can't watch us fight for so long.
Priscilla walk pass me, I froze. I thought she was actually coming for me. She took an halt in front of my mom. I fear my daughter would fall off her arm with the way she carelessly held her with one arm.
"You, what did you teach your son? He dated twin sisters?" She roared facing my mom.
"I don't know who and who he dated, what I know is that Ambrose is grown and knows what he wants" My mother defended falling into the couch behind her.
Priscilla chuckled, she made a turn round the center table patting her face with her handkerchief.
"You both think I hate you, don't you?" She directed the question to I and my wife.
I and Haira exchanged glance, we kept our mouth shut and listen attentively.
"I hate no one, I am just trying to stand on the side of truth, Who jilts his girlfriend just to marry her sister? I am really upset with both of you, Ambrose, you annoy me seriously. Anyways, Angelina sorted it all and I think I am ready to bless your marriage now since Hanna is also married and expecting" She announced.
I pulled my wife into me and hug her tight. Priscilla isn't a bad person after all.
"Choose a date and get your traditional wedding done, you have to pay her bride price and it's very important that you go down on your kneels and plead with Hanna, you both betrayed her" She concluded. I nodded, plead with Hanna? That one? I know she's somewhere plotting evil against I and my family again.
"Haira darling, I know you didn't experience motherly and sisterly love, I am sorry my baby, I am the reason for the hatred between you and Hanna. I know I spoilt Hanna and I have my reasons, I don't want to start talking but I am really happy for you, I envy the woman you have become, please be yourself, don't you ever try to emulate others. Be a very prayerful woman and I assure you, you would be happy forever" She said shedding tears.
I was moved, God finally touched this woman, it's a waww.
"Bring her, let me hold my grand child" Phillip Ima spread his arms open, Priscilla walk towards him and carefully gave him my daughter.
"Sit, I have a story to tell" She announced.
I and my wife hesitated, hope she wouldn't break our skulls for sitting down when she's also sitting? She insisted and we sat.
"Before I met Phillip, I was a Muslim, my name was Kaosara" She began. I pulled out Haira's left hand and fiddle with her nails.
"My father had four wives, my mother is the last wife and I am her second child. Mom had six of us, other wives had five each. My father birthed twenty one kids" She paused. My eyes bulged, some men are trying o, a whole of twenty one kids?
"He was strict, very strict. My father was a poor man, he left our mothers to cater for us while he womanize with the little he had. He use to give my mom #500 daily as at then. You know, my mom would gladly take the money because she was the only wife that receives daily fee from him. Now tell me what #500 can do for a family of seven. As a result of hunger and wretchedness, I began to hawk fresh bread on the street. I was a dreamer, I knew I would have gold under my feet someday. At age 15, I was raped and molested by my older brother. He took my virginity that night after returning from his conductor business dead drunk. You must be wondering where others were when he took my virginity in his drunk state, everyone went for the evening prayers at my father's General sitting room" She paused again, I look at her husband, he just played with Angelina, no serious emotional look.
"My father somehow own two houses, built few distance away from each other. One is a three bedroom flat and the second is a 15rooms apartment. My mom stays with him in the flat, the second wife stays in the flat too. I and the rest of the wives including the other kids manage ourselves in the 15rooms. So that night, Kareem my older brother returned home drunk while I was changing in the room I shared with three other kids. I just return home after sorting out the day's business and I was trying to change into something decent for the evening prayers when he bounce on me. He didn't even recognize me, he was dead drunk. He raped me and I couldn't tell anyone. The next morning, he couldn't even remember what happened the previous night and I also didn't remind him to avoid bigger issues. That was the beginning of my troubles, I fell from one problem to another, I get raped, bullied and beaten by street thugs who sees me as a wretched bread seller. I strived to send myself to high school, I graduated with good grades amist all distractions. My father didn't believe in education so it was just me and sometimes my mom. Someone I got admission into school, in my first year, someone asked for my hand in marriage, he didn't know much about my background though, he took me home to meet his family. It was a total different story when I met his people. They rejected me when they discover my background, I was mocked and called a weakling, a pretender. I and the guy parted then, I concluded that the bad life is the best" She paused. Haira was crying already, I pulled her into me and patted her.
"I started prostitution, I was making good money and I got connected. I really don't care, I became a street fighter, I learnt how to fight and I dealt really well with the few men I laid my hands on. Oh my name was Zara fire then. I fire anybody, I became heartless and souless, I hated men. A man was responsible for my birth and refuse to give me proper care, a man took my virginity so early in life, men constantly raped me because I was helpless, a man dumped me because he thought I was classless. I began to catch feelings for women, yes, I became a lesbian" She confessed.
My heart was failing already, I have misjudged this woman.
"And I met Phillip, I plan on treating him like the other men I have met in the past but he seems different. I married him but my hatred for men continued. I was really harsh on him, I was the captain in our home because I wanted to be in charge, I thought every man cheat, I thought he was cheating on him too so I made life really miserable for him"
I rolled my eyes at this point, if she get to know Phillip has a wife else where uhmm.
"I had Hanna two hours before Haira. Haira really stressed me in the labour room. When my girls were about thirteen years of age, I started telling them about the wickedness of men, I made them believe it's a crime to love a man. I told them to always deal with men all their lives and never ever bow to any man. Haira was little but very stubborn, she's so intelligent and she kept arguing. She said her father and the Bible preaches love. Hanna was different, she took after me and that was where everything started, the hatred we have for Haira and the maltreatment. Hanna started lesbianism at high school, I don't know if she's still into it but I am really sorry for everything, I know I have caused my kids a lot of pains, Haira darling, I never meant to be a useless mother, I was trying to make you strong and independent, I don't want men to torture you the way I was tortured, baby I am sorry" She spread her hands open, tears gushing out of her eyes. Haira slipped out of my grip and went to hold her.
"I am sorry, I just realise my mistake recently, I don't know if it's too late to change but I love the woman you have become, I hated Ambrose from the start because I don't want to see men around my daughters, I feel scared and I remember my experience. When he left Hanna for you, I thought he's a bad man, I mean who dump one sister for the other?" She held Haira very close to her chest as they both wept like a baby.
"Why didn't you tell me this rape, rape and rejection story from the beginning? So you have been lecturing my kids to becoming lesbians?" Phillip attacked.
"How do I tell you my brother took my virginity? The other rapes remain a stigma and telling you then might mean loading you. I saw how much money you had and I was tired of suffering, I saw you as an opportunity to greatness and wealth. I am sorry for the lectures I gave the twins while they were younger, I was stupid' She cried.
"Uhmmm uhm" My mother breathed.
"We have a lot to talk about, we should leave now" He stood up, walk up to my mom and handle Lina over to her. Lina have been unusually quiet, I guess she have been listening to the confession.
Haira and her mom stood up hugging passionately.
"Mom, I am sorry too. Truth is, I never remembered that lecture, you only talk about it twice and I was against you then. I remembered the maltreatment started after that. If you haven't talked about it today, I would never have recollected, it's such a long time and I didn't even take it serious but all the same, you are forgiven"
Mother and child hugged again.
I and wife saw them off, they park their vechile outside the house.
"Be a good girl darling" She hugged Haira again.
"I will mom, take care" Haira responded wiping her tears.
"Ambrose, please and please, take care of my daughter please, I am begging" She emphasised.
"We are doing good ma, very good and I am sorry for whatever I have said or do to you in the past" I apologize, a pint of guilt ran through my blood.
"Oya now, let's go home madam" Phillip shouted as he turn to the driver's side..
"Let me talk to my daughter first" She insisted holding Haira's hand.
A vehicle roughly drove into the street through the main gate. It caught my attention, no one drives this rough in a place like this. This is GRA for God's sake.
It slowly move pass Phillip's car. It's a tinted Camry. In few seconds, it drove off in speed again..
Haira had a lot to talk about with her mom, I stood next to my wife and listen to their conversation.
The same car pass by again, this time I was upset at the reckless driving. Haira fell into her mom's arm and they hugged.
A masked guy alighted from the car, my eyes bulged when he stretched a gun in my wife's direction.
"Esssii" He yelled from under the mask, very loud yell.
I was in total shock, my wife and her mother turn to look at the source of the noise, just then, he pulled the trigger.
My head pop, my wife!
"Ehh, my child oo" Priscilla jumped at Haira hugging her tight.
I heard the gun shots twice, my eyes were shut. I became a statue. I was scared to open my eyes, Haira have been shot and probably dead.
"Mommy!" I heard Haira loud yell.
"Priscilla!" Phillip Ima's voice echoed.
I finally open my eyes, I was covered in my own sweat.
My mother in law laid in her own blood, Her head on my wife's laps.
Phillip came to me and ask me to help him get Priscilla into the car.
The gun men car was gone, I thought there's maximum security in my environment? How did this Rascals get into my street with ammunition? Were the security men sleeping?
.
.
.
.
TBC