‘Mummy…’
Morenike looked up from the Ipad, a pen posed on one hand. She
was an event planner and had been planning a wedding.
‘Mummy,’ Temilade entered the room beaming, ‘Daddy sent me a
laptop!’
‘Congrats dear, I’m so happy for you.’ She smiled up at her
‘You know what mum,’She chuckled before pulling a seat. ‘Daddy
is very funny, he put the choice back to you despite me telling
him we have already talked about it.’ Bode did respect her and
her decisions despite all. ‘All righty dear, the ball now lies in
your court.’
‘Hmmmm.’ Temilade exhaled and stretched out her legs. ‘In as
much as I’ll like to go across the Atlanta for my tertiary
education, have a better standard of education, hang out with my
family over there, make new friends but I can’t.’
The word “family” hit her and she felt guilty for depriving her.
‘Why not?’ She managed.
Temilade met her mother’s gaze. ‘I can’t mum, I can’t leave you
all by yourself.’
Morenike wished she could have laughed heartily to reassure her
daughter and take off the worried expression off her face but it
ended as a short laugh. ‘Temilade, I’m a big girl, I can take care
of myself. Besides, Olajide will soon be back.’
‘Mummy you don’t even know where he went! I am your baby but
I’m not a baby anymore. I see how you’ve been recently.’
Morenike looked away feeling so fragile, she couldn’t even think
of something to defend herself with.
‘I choose Obafemi Awolowo University, can always come home to check on you and you can do
same for me.’
Like Father, like daughter, making her top priority and being so
selfless.’ Thanks.’ She patted her back.
‘I love you mum, you mean so much to me, you were in school
and deciding to keep me where many girls would aborted, I’m so
grateful.’
‘You’re my Jewel, I love you and I’m grateful you esteem me so
high to remain in Nigeria.’ She had suprised her, she had thought
she would chose the opportunity to be closer to her father. The
tears were slowly making their way to her eyes.

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