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Sleeping With Yesterday (Episode 29)

Posted by on September 21, 2016.

Sleeping With Yesterday

They march towards the door until something halts them. It is a knock on the door. Both of them freeze, facing the door, uncertain of the next line of action, waiting for whoever that is knocking to open the door and face them and to see the corpse in the room.

The knock comes a second time. Strong and hard. And a female voice booms in, “Mrs. Aregbesola, are you okay in there? Mrs. Aregbesola?”

Nnafuka and Dayo remain frozen. On Nnafuka’s neck two bones stand with a little carpet of flesh covering them, as though they are holding the neck up for her. They fix their eyes on the doorknob. It turns, turns. Dayo’s eyes swell and swell. He rushes over to the bed, pulls off the bed cover and throws it over Malik’s corpse. He runs round the corpse trying to conceal every part of it under the sheets.

The lady at the door says, “This is Nurse Aisha. I heard a commotion and I thought I should check on you.” All the while she is slowly pushing the door open.

“Stop!” Nnafuka does not believe that it is her voice that rings out like a bell. Dayo also pauses in surprise. “Don’t come in,” she continues. “I—I am—I don’t want anybody in here. I am naked.”

The nurse hastily apologizes, “Sorry o. Sorry, ma,” and bangs the door shut.

Where he is, bent over Malik’s corpse, Dayo heaves a high sigh, the drumming in his heart receding like the footsteps of the nurse along the hallway.

Nnafuka turns to him. “We need to leave this place, Dayo. We need to leave.” She comes closer to him , taking in the sight of the white bed cover covered in thick blood. Dayo wipes a sweat from his forehead and stands.

“What would you have me do? If we walk out of this place and any of these workers here sight us, we will end up in prison.”

“What do you mean? I can pretend to have been discharged.”

“Discharged when we still owe the hospital?”

Nnafuka’s head turns. She feels ants crawling somewhere inside of it. She feels nails clawing at her heart. These crawling and clawing were the same sensations she felt before she killed and hung those rats in Seun’s playhouse that day. She bends and sits. Her knees feel alien, unused. They tremble.

“What do we do then?” Her hand is supporting her head. A tear or two run down her face and strike the floor. Something in her tells her that this is the end of it all. She shakes her head and wonders how life turned into this crazy dance for her and Dayo.

At this point she is no longer carrying that obsession that she carried within her at the death of Seun. That obsession with the demise of her baby girl seems to have disappeared, and in its place now there seems to be regret, a kicking urge to turn back the hands of time, to save herself, to save Doctor Abiola’s son, to save Helen, to save Malik, to save Dayo.

Of course, at this moment, Dayo needs saving. It is her walk down the path of darkness, it is by the way she allowed the wind of grief toss her left and right that brought Dayo to the crossroads where he is now. She looks at him, her ever doting husband whose love for her has made him a man almost without a soul, a man without a best friend. She concludes within her that no matter what turns out to be the end of all this that Dayo would bear less of the pain; that her hand had brought it all up and her shoulders must carry it all.

She closes her eyes and sees a noose dangling before her. She opens them, causing tears to fall from there once again. As the tears reach the ground, they seem to strike realization into her. She looks at the window.

“Honey,” she calls to Dayo. “The window.”

Dayo looks at the open window. The curtains are so still as if depressed by what is going on in the room. There seems to be no air. Just light and light pouring in from outside. He understands what she means. He walks to the window and looks down. All he sees are roofs of cars, various colours of sheen daring him to take the decision, daring them to jump.

To Be Continue

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3 Responses

  1. Oh no! dat’s crazy

    by Kenny on Sep 21, 2016 at 5:11 pm

  2. Interesting but killing malik is not de best option

    by tolani on Sep 22, 2016 at 6:40 am

  3. Dis is getting interesting

    by Anonymous on Sep 26, 2016 at 1:58 pm

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