I brought out my diary & started writing some things. My diary is always in my bag cos I use it very frequently. Most of my things were still in my house so I didn’t bring anything much. Around 10 o’clock, I headed towards Deji’s room & I was glad to start work mmediately. I saw d patient on d bed sleeping with his parents by his side. I greeted & introduced myself as his psychologist & they had been extremely happy.
Just then, d patient turned in his sleep & opened his eyes. He looked exceedingly attractive in his sleep & I could not but pity his present state internally but that was not what I ought to do as a professional so I smiled lovingly at him. I gave him a few minutes to get familiar with his environment & just as I was about to open my mouth, his mother spoke.
“it is good u are awake dear,ur psychologist is here” he smiled at me like he had known me all his life. I went to him still smiling & said,
“Hello Mr. Deji, I am Miss Belina Badmus & ur new psychologist, don’t worry, in a few days, we would have fixed this little thing up there”, I said casually & he laughed slightly. He had a positive manner; I noted delightedly & knew that it would help me tremendously
The look on Richard’s face was unreadable, maybe surprise, anger, uncertainty, or even all of them; his expressions were always unreadable just as he was unpredictable. He stared at d woman b4 him & knew without a doubt that she is his biological mother.
He was barely above 5 d last time he saw her but he still remembered how she made no move to bid him goodbye. She never really loved him; she always hit him even though that sort of treatment was not allowed there. She loved her daughters a lot & his father had told him of how she fought for their custody in d court.
People say that u can’t remember what happened to u as a child but he remembered everything cos no matter how small u are, bad things have a way of printing its footprints on ur mind that u find it hard to forget
She had aged but she still had d fascinating beauty that seemed to draw everyone to her;something that pissed him ‘what are u doing here’ he askd
“Son, I…” she was saying.
“Cut it out ma, u are not my mum ok? That is my mum’s photo over there”, he said pointing to a picture of his step mother on d wall. She looked distraught at that & she started sobbing.
“pls, 4give me my son, I should not have treated u badly then, I am sorry”, she said as she advanced towards him. He stopped her b4 she got to him & said straight to her face,
“u have never been my mother & u can never, EVER, be my mother”. He stormed out of d house & for the 1st time ever,he did not stop even when his dad called him back.
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Inspector Sule marched into d house of d deceased with a renewed vigor. He had been like a mad man trying to find d murderer who had d guts to come against d Deputy Governor’s son & hadn’t gotten anywhere even though they had made useless arrests knowing fully well that d people in d cell knows next to nothing about d case. He had appointed three police men to stay permanently at Tunji’s apartment monitoring d workers & ensuring that they did not go out at all. When he got into d sitting room he gathered all d workers in d sittingroom & asked them collectively,
“What do u people know about ur late boss’ traveling plans?” One of them who looked like d cook looked up & said,
“oga olopa, e don tey since my oga don dey talk say him go travel go oyinbo land with hin wife?”
“Wife? What wife?” d inspector asked, already liking d news.
“Aah, oga bin wan marry one girl, but e be like say d girl no dey gree for am because na d papa just dey come hia everytime, I never take my eye see d girl b4”. The cook completed. Inspector Sule nodded thoughtfully & said,
“so he was traveling out with his fiancee that Saturday right? Maybe d girl killed him”. The driver with more fluent English then said,
“Yes sir, I wanted to drive him to d airport but he said I shouldn’t worry, so he drove himself & just about 2hrs later, he came back very angry”.
“Yes, he angry well well o”, the cook interjected, others just kept quiet. “He just dey shout on top of everybody head & he bin break plenty cup o. I even hear am as him just dey shout for phone say make person bring money come give am for night”.
“What? Who was he talking to?” d inspector asked.
“I no no ooo” she replied. One of d most silent of d other two staffs felt uncomfortable & d eyes of d inspector tormented him until he opened his mouth & said,
“sir, I am not an amebo but I also heard his phone conversation & didn’t hear any name mentioned but after d call, he started saying some things out loud & from what he said, I feel d person he was talking to was Belina’s father”. Elated, d inspector was visibly relieved & he asked d driver if he had knows the address & he replied in affirmative saying he had driven his boss there times without number. He took d address & walked out smiling victoriously.
To be continued