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My Father My Worst Enemy by luxguy22(m): 1:48am On Mar 19, 2017 |
Episode 2
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Two weeks later my mum was given a befitting
burial,i nearly cried my eyes out,Bisola on her
own part refused to be consoled,i could
remember Dad telling her
Dad:your mother is dead,those that want to die
would die too,no amount of tears you cry would
bring her back...i weakly walked up to
Bisola,held her up and said to her
Me:mum is gone,all we can do now is to make
her proud of us by fishing out her killers
Bisola:and how do u intend to do that
Me:stop crying and follow me to my room...she
wipe her tears and sluggishly followed me to my
room,all this while i refused to notice Yomi
presence.we entered my room,i made her lied
down till she slept off.
The next day i woke up,went to greet daddy only
to realize he had left for work with yomi,i walked
back to my room where Bisola was still fast
asleep,i sat down thinking.one wonderful thing
about my family is that the boys were very
handsome so was Bisola and my late mum
beautiful,Bisola's call brought me back to sanity
Bisola:chidi
Me:yes dear
Bisola:i saw mum in my dream,she kept
mentioning we should go to her room,under her
bed...i was dumb founded,i had same dream too
Me:what,how come we had same dream
Bisola:mum is trying to give us a message
Me:yea but bisi can u imagine dad and yomi had
gone to work,no respect for mum's death
Bisola:you know dad believes in the saying that
the dead are dead so the living continue life
Me:no bisi,i suspect dad's hand in mummy's
death
Bisola:say no such thing,why would u even think
of such...i told her a little mum told me before
her death and the room of a thing,Bisola was
dumbfounded,we stood up and made to my
mum's room and as usual the door was
locked,we tried all we could to open it but the
door refused opening.we were disappointed as
we went back to my room to await dad's return
Bisola:what business is dad really into
Me:i swear i have no idea,the last time i asked
mum she said she only knows dad is a
businessman but the business,she knows not
Bisola:and she never bothered to ask her
husband the kind of business he is into?
Me:i asked her that and she said that each time
she ask dad,dad rebuked her
Bisola:then i suspect a foul play
Me:from today bisola,we are strengers in this
house,mention nothing to dad nor yomi
Bisola:yomi ke,i cant remember the last time we
talked
Me:better,aint you hungry
Bisola:no am not...in the evening dad came back
with yomi and bisola attacked him with
questions
Bisola:dad who died in this house few days ago
Dad:what sort of nonsense question is that,u
cant even greet
Bisola:dad just answer me
Dad:my wife,your mother of course
Me:i don't think so because if she was, you
would have respected that fact and give her the
mourning she deserves
Bisola:exactly where i was driving to and this
fool who calls him self my senior brother went
to their stupid work with his stone hearted
father
Dad: (yomi made to beat bisola but dad held him
back) i can see you both had lost your manners
to your mothers grave but remember the dead is
dead and gone
Bisola:and should be mourned daddy but your
heartless soul wont..a slap from daddy landed on
her face interrupting my speech
Dad:you idiot,you now insult me in my own
house?
Me:daddy you should be ashamed of
yourself,your wife died (another slap caught my
face)
Dad:leave my presence you two fools
Me:dad we would leave
Bisola:yes we would leave but be rest assured
that since you refused to fish out mum's killers,i
would do that myself
Dad:yes do that,Miss inspector general of
police,now get out of my front
Me:and you yomi,you might be older than us by
age but i see you are purely without brains(he
made to slap me but i held his hand)don't try
this again in your life time okay,with or without
your father present...he withdraw his hand from
mine and looked at me meanly
Yomi:and we shall see...i left him and his
dad,took bisola and left.that guy that calls him
self my brother must be a fool,if he wants war
then let the war begin!!!!!
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