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Tola, an hand maiden,was never happy each time Dele calls her names like "beast" "witch",because it stirs a monster in her.

One day, in the middle of the night which seems to be a long night, after long hours of disgusting sex which she was indeed forced to watch and act accordingly to the characters in a pornography, with blood on her lips, clothes torned...hair scattered, mascara with the make up on her face washed away like erosion washing off fertile soil, she woke up gently after crying all through the sex scenario and being treated as an animal, she got up revealing her full breast popping under the tattered clothe, her slim and marvellous hips.
She went to the kitchen to grab the last coffee, while drinking, she thought of the whole scene, how Dele's intentions were indeed evil but clean to the members of his church, they thought he was a good man, well reserved, honest, who never cheats human and so on, but they were all wrong, he was the real devil whom they would never think of.
Suddenly, she thought of how they started their love life, it was like indeed heaven on earth, she felt like a queen, but alas! she became a slave in her own home and each time she tries to discuss issues with her husband, it results to beating, or each time a friend of hers visited he would give her the beating of her life, so, all friends deserted her.

She needed to change to a new garment, in case, visitors come around by morning, to discuss with their pastor, so they wouldn't suspect a thing, a mistake that almost cost her life years back.
As soon as she opened her wardrobe, she saw the gun, she gasped for breathe, ooooh!, this gun, she remembered, Dele bought it as threat to her threatened her that he would use it on her anytime she reports her love life to anyone, but he denied the fact to his parents when they came visiting, he told them he just learnt a new vocation which was hunting. Tola made wicked grin to the gun, clearing her throat as she got hold of the gun, clearing the dust of the angry gun ready to be triggered, she then stared at her husband, stared at how deadly he is, a scorpion, a snake, a wolf in sheep clothing ,she bit her lips, with her hands akimbo, stamping her feet on the ground.
The sight of her loving husband turned sour in a jiffy, He really pissed her off, she stared at the loaded gun in her hands, awaiting to be triggered, awaiting for its job to execute criminals.
She waited, counting in seconds 0-30 then she checked the time, it was exactly 6:30pm, visitors would start trooping in like they own a god.
Then, saying a prayer of forgiveness...it was sounded, it was triggered... gbaaaaaaam and a groan followed it... Saying "why....why.....why"
Dele, still holding on to his stomach on the bed, rolled in his blood, off the bed and breathe his last looking bitterly at Tola.


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Sounds of waoooo waooooo waoooooo, siren blaring so loud, detectives making reports, police handcuffing the bleary eyed Tola.


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Years later, After a lot of trials on Tola's case killing a loving husband a good pastor, her in-laws took up the case to its peak, they were on the stand that their son was so innocent, he would never lay hands on her not to talk of slave heralding her. But it was the grace of her competent lawyer and the infinity grace of God that made all evidence applied to be acceptable and adequate for the verdict.
On December 4th, Tola was discharged and acquitted amidst tears of joy.

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On January 15, 1988, Mrs. Tola Daniels bade goodbye to a sinful world, leaving a darling husband, Barrister. Olu Daniels and two loving kids
Namely Boni and Rere. On her grave, an epitaph was clearly engraved on it which reads;
...her flower blossomed early in life, but was plucked by a wolf, who trampled on it till it wither and dies, but was revived by a soul.
And it goes on and on and ends like;
...be happy with whom you choose to be happy with.
Mrs. Tola Daniels lived from 1908-1988.


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The End
Ara'dunni Inked it.

Tales of Rose





chapter one.


THE WOMAN IN BLACK

I was never getting ready to have kids,let alone marry. Father had always wanted to be proven right ever since the demise of my mother, Sarah Maanan (nee Colefodge). Father had seen me grown and blossomed into a beautiful Lady with all graceful blossoms, He would stare at me,even sometimes mistake me for my mama,his wife..... He would call me SARAH instead of EFUA, which made me smile each time reminding me of how beautiful mum was when she alive.
I am EFUA Maanan,only child and daughter of Sir. Frederick Maanan, Governor of the OLIVERS COMPANY, I have a special ego that would make you hate and love me, it's inherited, so don't bother worrying, but I am scared,scared of commitment and failure, how on earth would you marry a man for years and he ends up dying leaving only you to this cruel world of Adam's, sometimes,you know I pity my old man, I never had the chance to talk very well with mama, death!!! Why so cruel!!.
I am now on the verge of giving up,tomorrow is my big day as papa would say, 'tomorrow is your big day,prepare to meet your BONE' ,don't bother, papa spoke in parables but they are so succinct and brutal. I will meet the Bone,as said.
The very next day, woke up to see a face smiling with much radiancy,.....alas!!!! It's Rita, I was so happy seeing her, I was so relieved,couldn't stop staring and beaming, we were short of words as it was so longer spoke and exchanged letters, 'I see what has been keeping you busy all this while....marriage',she said with all smiles, I smiled a lazy smile,'like she doesn't understand what marriage is',I thought. Then Rita held my hand leading me to dressita held my hand leading me to dress up for the ceremony is soon,I brushed,bathed,ate with lot of distress... Concluding,i can't wait to see the groom.
I was ready when Rita came knocking shouting, 'the groom is here, Efua,' I ran with much haste but resolved to slow down in an elegance manner, then moved to the sitting room,there he was, elegantly and royally sitting down with legs cross. I greeted his mum who was so nice to hug...
I married him, RANDOLF CURRLINGTON,a lord, Randolf best wine was bread wine, Randolf love for me turned sour when he maltreated me,each time beating and cursing me,until one day when I could take it no more. I pushed him across the dining stool when he raised his best glass cup to hit me. Yes!!!, I killed Randolf.
At his funeral,when all had gone,dressed in black and black hat with my lovely, best rose flower stucked in my black, best rose flower stucked in my black purse, I rested it slantly across his epitaph, the best position to suffer in hell....then I smiled, relief breeze played a tune of music in my head... .'another one bit the dust'.. With that,headed to Airport,to Nigeria. New life anew!!!




Ara'dunni inked it.