Must Read: Romoke [Episode 1]

“Romoke! You are not getting any younger, a word is enough for the wise”. My mother rounded up her discussion for the third time, I stared hard at her and left her room. Why would she keep on pestering my life on the issue of marriage, after-all it is God that gives husband.

I hissed loudly and mounted the old stairs to my room.I was already 30 minutes late for the evening service today. I quickly changed my top and grabbed a multi-colored scarf, I smoothed my rumpled skirt with my palms and then grabbed my bible and rushed out of the room, almost colliding with my step-mother on the staircase.

I quickly mouthed a brief word of “Sorry ma” and raced to my mother’s room but I could hear her hiss and say “Omo iya” (useless child). It was a normal word from Iya Bisi, my mother’s rival. She never for once liked us especially me.”

“Maami!” I knocked again! What could she be doing inside, I was still contemplating if I should just barge into her room or not, when she opened the door slightly “kilode?” (what is it?).

It was as if “Maami” was sweating and she had just her wrapper on, but who could be inside? Of course it cannot be Baba because he traveled to farm. Anyway that is not my business it’s Maami’s life, let her live her life.

“What is it, you are disturbing me! ” she interrupted my thoughts and gave me a hard stare.” Uhm-mm, I’m going to the church, and I won’t be back till 7:30”. “Mtchewww……., go to wherever you like, you shameless girl. All your mates are getting married already pregnant for their last born and you are here going for different services abou , it is that church that will ruin you!” She said and jammed the old door at my face.

But why was Maami treating me like this, after-all I’m just 28 and I’m positive that God will surely do something new for me before the year runs out. I was still staring at the closed door before I realized that I was crying, I was downcast and discouraged to go to church when something in me said: “God will wipe away your tears”. Then I cleaned my tears and rushed to church by then it was already 6:30pm.

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My mother, Asake Ogunjobi is Baba’s 2nd wife, Baba (as my father is fondly called) has 6 wives, sometimes I even wondered how Baba sleeps with them and never gets tired (lol). Maami has 6 children, 5 girls and a boy, my elder ones were all married, leaving me and my naughty brother Ogunyemi.

My mother doesn’t believe in God, infact all my family members are ogun worshippers but my two elder ones are Muslims and the rest were ogun worshippers even my step-siblings but as for Ogunyemi, he is neutral he practiced none of the religions. So everyone in my house were free to practice any religion.

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