romoke,a story by swankmee

Romoke,Episode 1 by swankmee

*******"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, afterall it is God that gives husband,
I hissed loudly and mounted the old stairs to my
room.
I was already late 30 minutes late for the
evening service today. I quickly changed my top
and grabbed a multi-colored scarf, I smothened
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-m, am 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 about ,
it is that church that will ruin you! " She said and
jamed the old door at my face. But why was
maami treating me like this, afterall am just 28
and am 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.
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.I only finished my form five, passed all my
papers, went to secretariat school but could not
further because maami wanted me to marry an
old chief because of his money and Baba was
not serious in sending me to school he would say
"romoke, go and do what your mates are doing
and bring food to my table". At age 25 after I
finished the school of secretariat studies, I
started the work of sweeping and cleaning
houses for the rich people in my village, the last
house help work I did got me into trouble and
branded me an unquenchable name in the village
even though I didn't do it. The last work I did
was in chief Abayomi 's house. Chief Abayomi
and his son were always making love advances
to me whenever I came for the day' s job, then
there was a day I was busy washing plates in the
kitchen, when chief abayomi's son grabbed me
my boobs from behind, I was shocked, I quickly
turned round to know who it was only to find my
mouth covered in his mouth, and when I finally
found the chance to push him off my body then I
heard.
"ahnahn..... Iwo omo yii " (you this child) it was
my madam's voice