MY STEP MOTHER episode 1

MY STEP_MOTHER (1)

By: Abdulwaheed Sofiullahi

One sunny afternoon. I came back from school, only to  notice crowd in front of my house. I've lost my beloved mother, my jewel. I was young then. She did advise and train me a lot especially in making amends to my mistakes.

She did express how handsome I was even when everyone said I was ugly.

It was like a nightmare that I never thought of it coming to pass. I was dumbfounded,  thinking about how I was going to live well without my mother. Unfortunately, I had lost my father some years back.

Some days after the death of my beloved mother, my step mother took me to live with her. She told me a lot, assuring me she would act like my  biological mother but black shall never resemble white.

One day, my step mother woke me up in the middle of the night, she told me about the property of my mother in her possession. She promised to will the property in my name when I'm through with my education.

One day, on coming  back home from school, I couldn't find my step mother at home anymore. She had run away with all the documents of property belonging to my mother. I couldn't believe my eyes. How comfortable would I had been having my mother alive. Uncontrollable tears rushed down my eyes. I sat down, thinking of where to start a new chapter, without any plan, without any solid backbone again.

I stayed homeless for four years, slept in any place manageable. I spent my life without adequate food and other provisions. I ate anything I saw around me. No more education because there was nobody to sponsor that.

Some couple of years after, I was kidnapped by some unidentified guys and they took me to another state for ritual but luckily for me, I was able to escape.

Someone who saw me after the escape asked about the situation I was, seeing how unpleasant I appeared.
He accepted me to move in with him.

He provided me with food and a cool place to rest. I narrated my ordeal to him and he sympathised with me. He also promised to take care of me.

His wife wasn't around, she travelled abroad. He told me how good and caring his wife was and how she had supported him financially in his business which made him successful.

Some days after, he came back from office at night telling me his wife will arrive the following morning. I was so elated and I eagerly anticipated his wife's arrival.

The next day, when his wife came back, I sat on a chair in the sitting room. When she entered the house, I found it hard to believe that whom the man referred to as his wife was my step mother who ran away with my mother's property.

     ............. TO BE CONTINUED..........