CIYONA

CHAPTER THREE

Did I just say it??

(Damn…)

What did you say?

Err… sir I want to get back to work…

What work?

She just said she had fallen for me. She had collected the ball from me. I had fallen for her she was just inevitable beautiful I could not deny it anymore… the treatment this past few days had even been hell it was as though she was intentionally doing it. We soon got caught up in the well of love and there were a lot of emotions in the air. Every time we met it was always a new adventure. I loved her and everything about her. She was shy but though she always had new things and new show to put up every day. Reading to me at night soon became more interesting and fun.

Young Martha and young Daniel had fallen in love. I always thought that I was never going to fall for anyone and that was because all my life my parent had made me see the other gender as just a tool in acquiring wealth. But this time I had found love. Excited as he was told his parent who strongly stood against it and soon found a way to pay young Martha off.

Ma please I’m sorry

It’s not your fault my love

Ma please let me not leave… please don’t sac me!!

See my dear you cannot understand…

Ma please I need the payment from this work my mother is sick and this is the only way I can take care of her. And please ma I am trying to save for my mother’s surgery!!

There is no problem. This is what we will do so I’ll pay you the money for this month work and then ill sponsor your mother’s surgery

Ma please I love this job

No you can’t your time is over

Ma please

That is the final…

Young and innocent found a means to pay for her mother’s surgery and was excited. Few month out of work she soon discovered she was pregnant after several in and out of hospital. She had never known anyone else other than young Daniel.

What was she going to do she had signed a contract to never show up at their environment anymore although compelling but she needed the money. She was too young to carry a child alone and he had to know that she was carrying his child. She was going to find a way to tell him. He deserved to know.

After my mothers surgery was completed by this time I was beginning to show and I had not yet informed her because I did not want to had to her health issues but my dad was aware.

Just once I had risked it I had an accident on her way back and it led to my premature birth and the loss of her twin sister.

Twin sister? Actually not blood she was the only friend I had grown to know and we soon became best of friends and soon became sisters. She did not have a mother so my mum was like a mother to her and we were sisters. Her death was more painful that what I went through giving birtgh. She was my all the one person that stood by my side all through. My world was literally gone, my confidant… how was I going to handle raising my child alone.

This accident…

Hmmmm…

They thought they had successfully cleared me of the planet but it was not done. I went into hiding after that incident with my child and I did not show up or come any radius close to them. When my daughter was growing into a fine and beautiful and strong woman she started asking question on where was daddy? And a lot of other questions I could not produce the responses. My parent although disappointed in me helped in the little way they could but after my premature birth and the loss of my twin sister things became more difficult I ran into debts and soon was contemplating suicide. Thankfully the plan did not go through so I decided to make a meaning of my own life and soon abandoned the baby with some old couples who were friends to my family as my parents were no longer alive. I took off on a different path and with a different identity. Soon I was working in a mansion with good pay and an almost reasonable treatment. I did not care anyways I was only after the pay. I wanted to pay off my debts and the salary was good.

The baby I had left behind was soon taken to the orphanage home because I had so lost all contact with her. All I had left was a faint memory of who I was and faint memories of us together but still kept track on her, her movement, growth… Not long after been dropped off at the orphanage home she was adopted during one families orphanage visit. And I lost track on her.

Who were this new family??

why could I not connect on how she was faring??