The Dreams Of My Mother – Episode 21

Episode 21

When Tania woke up, her husband and the medical team were around, they had on sober faces and she wondered if her plans had worked. She had been willing to sustain a few scratches as long as the boy was taken out, and now she wanted to be told just that.

Tania: “Dami, where is Dayo, please don’t tell me Dayo is dead, Dayo! Dayo!” she screamed on the top of her voice, failing her legs and hands. She pushed whoever tried to hold her or console her.

Damilola: “Tania darling, don’t be so hysterical, Dayo is not dead, he is only in coma, he had severe head injuries, and the doctor said it will take a miracle, but we still believe God” he said.

It was at that time that Gberan rushed in, his face a mask of fear. He kept blaming himself for allowing Dayo go to stay with Damilola and his wife. What would he tell his mother if something happened to the boy? He was given a child to take care of, and he failed.

Gberan: “It is all Bella’s fault! If Bella was not so put off by his presence, the boy would not have been eager to go stay with Damilola and his wife” he did not know when he spoke out. Everyone turned to look at the newcomer.

Doctor: “Who are you sir?” he asked

Gberan: “I am the boy’s father, where is he, and how is he?” he asked in a rush. Doctor: “Let us talk in my office” he said and led Gberan out of the room. Tania became thoughtful, so Dayo did not die, she pondered. She looked at her husband, and saw that his mind was not in the room. He looked lost in thoughts.

Tania: “What are you thinking?” she asked wearily.

Damilola: “I am wondering how you could have run your car into the bridge’s railing. It was not even night!” he said, the tempo of his voice was rising, and he was getting angry at his wife.

Tania: “Are you now blaming me for this, you just want to look for a way to pin this on me” she matched his tempo of voice.

Damilola: “Who should I blame? You were the goddamn driver, you had a kid in the car and you could not drive carefully. Don’t you know that if he dies, you are in trouble?” he barked.

Tania no longer replied him, she was thinking of her failed objectives, Dayo was in coma instead of being dead, and there was a slim possibility of him waking up, was she going to allow the miracle take place?

“No, I have to do something fast, but I have to get Dami off my hair” she thought, then she turned to her husband, and put on her best vulnerable act. She began to cry, with her shoulders shaking with the force of her sobs.

Tania: “I am so sorry my darling. Having spent time with Dayo, I ached for my own child, I was thinking too much, I didn’t know when I was in the path of a collision with another car, I had to swerve, to avoid that crash. I am so sorry, I should have known better than carrying my problems everywhere, I am sorry” she began to sob. Damilola took pity on her because he felt he was the cause of her predicament. He held her and began to rock her.

Damilola: “I feel the pain too, that is why I had gone to Gberan to ask about Dayo’s roots, it happens that Gberan is not the father of Dayo, he was just his foster father, and I wanted to adopt him. Perhaps by so doing, God would bless us with our own child” he replied, his voice laden with emotions.

Tania fell silent as she thought this as a maneuver that Damilola wanted to use in bringing his son into their home. She became more determined to end Dayo’s life. She told her husband to go to the house and get her a change of clothes and make her pepper soup. It was a ploy to get Damilola to leave the room, so she could find her way to Dayo’s room.

When Bella reached home, anger was etched on her face, she had finally come to terms with the fact that her plans had failed. She entered the house and was met with a bouncing Ken. He was even dancing shoki.

Bella: “Ken, what is the happiness about, I haven’t seen you this happy in a while” she said looking at him quizzically.

Ken: “Mummy, Dayo was in an accident, and he is dead. Daddy has rushed to the hospital. Dayo is never coming to this house again, I am the only son Daddy has” he said gleefully. Bella looked at him with concern, how could a boy of eleven years be happy about the death of another boy, with whom he grew up together. Nevertheless, she pushed the thought aside, and told her son not to rejoice in the death of a human being.

Ken: “But mummy, I thought you wanted him gone from our house?” he asked in a confused tone.

Bella: “You are too young and I have to protect your innocence” she said to him.