If You Missed The Part 9, Read It Here
“I want my baby…give her back!” I wailed.
“I…calm down Teju, please.” david said soothingly
“What happiness do you derive in wrecking my life? You’re always intrested in stealing my joy” I lamented letting him go.
“I didn’t take her!” he wore a painful look.
I searched his eyes, somehow I believed him, but I wasn’t too sure.
“But you…” I started to say.
“Come.” he pulled me into the shop. The crowd began to disperse.
“Baby, you have to stop crying, calm down please.” he tried to make me sit down.
“Stop telling me to calm down!” I yelled.
“okay..” he sighed.
“Can we go to the police now…to report the issue?” he said patiently.
He helped me lock the shop, before leading me to his car, Tola was with us too.
At the station, David gave the statement’s and all.
“What’s your relationship with the girl?” a police inspector asked.
“She is my daughter.” David replied stressing the word ‘my’
He stole a glance at me, maybe he was expecting me to shout him down again, but I was too tired to do that.
David drove me home, I wept all the way.
Bola was waiting at my door, she hugged me and we wept together.
That night was a terrible one, full of lament and tears.
David had to leave cos I won’t let him spend the night at my place. He beged Bola to stay with me, promising to come back the next morning.
“Bola? Do you think I was born to suffer?” I tapped Bola who was dozing off.
“stop talking like that, ehn, please.” Bola looked worried and tired.
I sighed, and walked towards Eniola’s picture that was hanging on the wall. She was all smiles.
“My lil’ princess…” I began.
“where ever you are, remember mummy loves you..and I’m missing you now..you’re precious to me..” I ran my hand over the picture
“Please Eniola, come back to mummy” I whispered gently, wiping a tear.
“Teju…whats this now? Stop crying, she’d be fine.” Bola pulled me away from the picture.
My phone rang., I squinted at the strange number.
“Hello Tejumola” a male voice replied from the other end.
“Yea, who am I speaking with?” I asked quitely.
The caller laughed cruelly
“Teju- Teju…you mean say you no recognise my voice?” he laughed again.
“No, please, who are you?” I asked in faint voice.
“ah ahn! Okay na Akpan dey talk. Madam Lina gateman..remember” he replied.
I was shocked, how did he get my phone number? What was he calling me for?
“Hello..Akpan…” my voice trailed off.
“I just call make I inform you say your pikin dey with me…you dey hear ko?” Akpan said with ease.
I clutched my stomach.
“your pikin dey for my hand o, anything me like, me fit do am, remeber wetin you do me ko?” he chuckled wickedly.
“Akpan..please…I..I’m…”I gave up trying to speak.
He laughed some more, before cutting th call.
I slumped to the floor..I’m doomed
“Teju..what’s wrong? Are you okay?” Bola held me
“Akpan has my child.” was I could whisper before every thing blacked out.
To Be Continued…