Sitting at the back of the car looking dead just like her mother described her the day before, Her mind rummaged and her thoughts went wild. How can mum and Dad be so calm and easily allow me go with the so called Godmother to a place as far as Abuja.
Or did they sell me of?
No no no ... lustre shook her head, they can't do that. whatever the case may be I pray it favors me.
Lustre! her Aunt interrupts her thought
you want some apple?
Am fine Aunt, thank you.
But dear, you haven't eaten anything since we embarked on this journey and you didn't eat at home either. literally you haven't eaten for the past nine hours.
She held her stomach as if realizing just now that her stomach is begging to be fed, the pain she is feeling is evident enough. Is hunger utmost? fear, anger, hope, overthinking, is the order of the day for lustre.No appetite for food, she refuse to heed to the pleas and rumbling of her stomach.
Am fine, she maintained.
I will eat when we get to the house, she add afterthought.
okay if you say so, Agatha say and she goes back to her thoughts.
After what seemed like eternity, Agatha stop at a black gate.
Behind the gate is a huge house painted Ash, the design of the building so fascinating.
she blares her horn a round too black a man open the gate. He looked too far to be natural and Lustre wondered if he would not burst at the prick of a needle.
After her Aunt pulls over at the garage, she learnt he mans the gate.
Ahh maram you don kwom? he ask running towards them. gudu day maram
His accent immediately told Lustre he's from the North and she wondered because she has never come across a northerner that looked so fat, they are all black and thin, or not too fat.
Good evening Ibrahim. is my husband home? Agatha reply
yes maram, Ahh maram this iyariya fine well na my wifey.
please Ibrahim stop dreaming. her Aunt laughed it of, come on lustre let's go in.
she trailed behind her Aunt slowly till she stepped in and even the anger in her did not blind her vision to the amazing space she's standing in, she did not fail to notice how beautiful and exquisite the house looked but she made no comments.
follow me! Agatha commands
they climb the stairs and got to the door by the right , her Aunt swung it open and lead her in.
please make yourself comfortable, in an hour's time dinner will be ready . I hope you like it here? if you need anything am in my room.
Thank you ma. Lustre reply she still has a sour expression.although, the room is nice and decorated to taste yet it didn't change her mood.
which of the room is yours? she made to ask but decided against it. she would just go on knocking on all the doors in the house until one swing open and her Aunt comes out, that would be better she say to herself.
She is left alone. she unpacks her things, take her bathe and change into a loosed clothe more of an oversized t-shirt. As she waits for dinner she decide to read one of the books she brought along.
Dinner is made of rice, beef stew and Coleslaw the scent wafting around the house. the girl with an expressionless face and a nice thick figure is serving the meal, she is the house maid.
Soon they all sit down to dinner. the three of them comprising of herself, her Aunt and the man with a wierd irritable grin whom Agatha introduced as her husband and the man of the house, although he looked way younger.
Did Aunt Agatha not procreate? She ask herself. well, she will find out sooner for now all she needs is a good glamorous night rest.