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Short Story: When Tears Bring Yes -Episode 2

Posted by on September 18, 2016.

​Written By Bibijay
Amaka sat up groggily. She placed her palm against her burning forehead. Why was she still in her day clothes? why had she gone to bed in her day clothes? she pondered. She reached for her phone beside her on the bed. She saw a new message notification and clicked on it. 
” Sister Amaka your attention is needed” from pastor. She fired a quick reply to him and called her boss to ask for a day off. She hurried out of bed into the bathroom then the events of the previous day came rushing at her. She remembered Micheal threatning to leave her if she failed to return the child. She had gone to a pharmacy close to his house to buy diapers,baby food and other baby items. She also remembered feeding the little baby and putting her to sleep in the guest room. She had thought the poor thing would keep her up all night but surprisingly they both had a peaceful night. She took her bath quickly and went into the guest room.

The baby was playing with her foot raised up in the air. She smiled at Amaka when she entered revealing her bare gum. Something about this child tugged at her heart and awaken some maternal feelings she never thought she possessed. Amaka warmed some water and gave the baby a quick bath and fed her. She packed an extra bag for her. She gave her mechanic a call, describing the location her car had broken down before going out of her flat.
She hailed a cab and went to the police station nearest to her place of resident. She was given a form to write a statement while the female officers on duty cooed over the baby and cursed the mother of the child for throwing such a precious thing away. She was led to the DPO’ s office afterwards, the pot bellied man was more interested in staring at her bosom than the issue she brought before him. He advised her to either adopt the child or take her to a registered orphanage. She thanked him and went to see her pastor. The pastor’ s secretary didn’t respond to her greeting. She informed Amaka rudely that they were waiting for her. They? she wondered who else was waiting for her. She knocked on the pastor’ s office door and entered. Micheal sat in front of the pastor.
” Good morning sir” 
” Sister Amaka so it is true! how could you do this grave thing?”
Grave thing? what was her pastor talking about?all she had done was to extend a helping hand towards a helpless little child. ” Sir let me explain_”
” Explain what? Brother Micheal has explained everything to me!”
“Just what did he explain to you sir? did he tell you how he chased me away from his house last night?” She wasn’t asked to sit down so she stood with her baby sleeping on her shoulder.
” You don’t know who the mother of the child is, you dont know if the mother was murdered or if the child had been stolen! You could be arrested for kidnapping” Her sensible pastor said.
” Pastor please just tell her to return the child and all will be OK.” Micheal wondered if Amaka was truly the woman for him, he had tried his best to make her the woman fit to be by his side but she was just too obstinate and he was ready to move on. Imagine her trying to ruin everything he had worked so hard to build over the years. Just a little mistake is all it takes to bring down a man.
” I have reported to the authorities already sir. I was only trying to help.”

The pastor could see selfishness in Micheal’ s eyes, how could he be so hard hearted? but he knew if he wanted to continue enjoying some certain kind of luxuries he had to take his side. It was Micheal that gave him a new car, it was Micheal that was sponsoring his children’ s education. No matter how self centered he was he just had to take sides with him.
” Bro Micheal please excuse us for a minute”.
Micheal left the office muttering under his breath. 
” Sister Amaka please sit down. ” Everything he holds dear is at stake if sister Amaka refused to cooperate. His hand absently touched the wads of money in his pocket and he smiled. ” You are engaged to Brother Micheal, when it comes to decisions that could make or mar your future it has to be one of mutual agreement. He has the right to order you to return the child because he cares for you. Moreover have you forgotten what the bible said about submissiveness? ”
” Sir the bible also talked about loving our neighbors as ourselves. I have not done anything wrong in trying to help”
” Yes i know and i am happy that you tried to help when you could. But you can’t jeopardize your relationship because of this, how about your job? raising a child is not an easy task. I have called an orphanage just before you came, they are willing to take the child in. Tomorrow evening i will personally drive you down there.”
” OK sir, thank you”. She said accepting defeat. How could she disobey her pastor? If the man of God said she should take the child to an orphanage then she would.He should know better right? besides he was right about her job. How would she cope with a child?

Amaka fed her baby. Yes. This little cherub is hers now, she couldn’t help thinking of her as her own. She burped the child and placed her gently on her settee while she gave her mechanic a call. He promised to bring her car the next day. She disconnected the call in anger and picked her bags with her left hand, she lifted the baby gently on to her shoulder. Her pastor was right about one thing,caring for a baby wasn’t an easy task.
The cab she took crawled slowly at snail pace, the traffic on third mainland bridge was hectic as usual. She sighed in frustration. She unlocked her phone for the first time that morning and was stunned to see several email and message notifications. She checked her mail and her fears was confirmed. Her boss had indeed sent her several mails last night informing her of an emergency board meeting at 7 am. She glanced at her wrist watch and sighed deeply. 8.00am.
Why had she decided to help the baby in the first place?her relationship is slowly going down the drain and now she had just put her job at risk. She had stayed up all night with the baby who was restless and she had ended up over sleeping.

She hurried into the reception area, her hair was matted to her forehead with sweat. Her blouse was stained with baby milk at the front. She knew she looked disheveled but she was past the point of caring. Her boss, some colleagues and two white men stepped out of the board room, they looked at her momentarily before carrying on with their handshakes. She went into her office and slumped in to her chair. Her P.A came in, she gave the baby to her and left the office.

She knocked softly on the CEO’ s office door before entering. ” Good morning sir, i apologize for coming late. Am so sorry…”
” Do you know what you have cost this company? You kept our foreign investors waiting for over two hours! Take a look at yourself! You look like a mad woman! how dare you even bring a child to the office! Is this a creche? Please leave my office at once!”
” Sir, please let me explain ”
” Please leave”.

She walked back into her office on shaky legs. Her P.A handed her an envelope, she told her it was from human resources. She opened it and read the letter, she had been placed on a two weeks suspension. Why me lord? i only tried to help! She couldn’t lose her job, her job was very important to her and she had worked hard to be where she was. Her phone beeped on her desk and she picked it up. ” Is 5pm alright with you?it is better if we take the child to the orphanage in the evening.”_Pastor.
She collected the baby from her P.A and picked up her bags. This child had done her more harm than good. First it was micheal, now her job, she was ready to take this ‘ bad luck’ to the orphanage. Her P.A silently wondered what was going on, she felt sorry for her boss, she offered to help her carry one of the bags but her boss insisted on carrying it herself. She only hopes her boss knows what she was doing.



To be continued

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16 Responses

  1. What A Touching Story

    by AYNL Babanla on Sep 18, 2016 at 10:20 pm

  2. Great pls continue

    by Eno Emem on Sep 18, 2016 at 10:39 pm

  3. pls continue

    by plz continue on Sep 18, 2016 at 11:48 pm

  4. Next

    by bola on Sep 18, 2016 at 11:59 pm

  5. Really nice

    by Khalid on Sep 19, 2016 at 12:47 am

  6. Kul story pls continue

    by Anonymous on Sep 19, 2016 at 6:20 am

  7. watin 4 epi 3

    by promezy mccall jnr on Sep 19, 2016 at 6:52 am

  8. wow….nice one…really enjoying diz short story

    by @sadeeq on Sep 19, 2016 at 7:22 am

  9. Go ahead pls

    by chima on Sep 19, 2016 at 11:52 am

  10. kul…nyc 1…nxt pls

    by gabriella on Sep 19, 2016 at 1:22 pm

  11. next plz

    by Anonymous on Sep 19, 2016 at 1:38 pm

  12. Next pls

    by salami sidikat on Sep 19, 2016 at 6:10 pm

  13. quite an educative story. Brief and simple yet profound

    by DANBABA on Sep 19, 2016 at 6:35 pm

  14. Pls,pls,pls,continue

    by Pls,pls,pls, continue on Sep 19, 2016 at 7:21 pm

  15. Pls,pls,pls,continue

    by Anonymous on Sep 19, 2016 at 7:22 pm

  16. Please Continue

    by Anonymous on Oct 8, 2016 at 1:46 pm

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