EP 26 (Few minutes before Bolanle ended her discussion with Femi, Made and some of his former course mates had gone to his room. He bade Chidi goodbye and excuses himself. After Femi finished talking to Bolanle, he leaves with Chidi. On their way...) CHIDI : Femi, are you having an affair with that girl? FEMI : (walking to his car)...you mean Bola? CHIDI : yes. FEMI : why did you ask? CHIDI : because despite the fact that everybody there was mourning, you were chit-chatting nonchalantly on the phone with her. FEMI : well Im sorry. She was my student and I really miss her. CHIDI : is that all there is to it? FEMI : time will tell... CHIDI : time will tell? FEMI : yes, time will tell.... (Chidi didnt like the sound of that but left for his car while Femi does the same...) ******Proudly Achievers Youth Network ****** (Made stayed with Bisade for sometime so as to console and keep him company. Though the note found in Marys room still lingers in his mind, he tried to be very careful, since hes not their biological son. Sometime after the burial, Bisade and Segun are talking in the study...) BISADE : I still cant forget about that note...Im sure Mary found something out about Bolanle at the last minute. But I really wish to know how... SEGUN : is there anything in the house that could made her suspect? BISADE : absolutely nothing, Im sure. SEGUN : hmm....(Thinks for a while)....or do you think she received a call? May be someone called her... BISADE : is that possible....(Thinking about it)...though, I saw a strange number on her phone when I was checking through... SEGUN : you did...? BISADE : yes. The number called her that morning... SEGUN : and did you call the number to ask who it was? BISADE : yes thats the funny thing. The person is such a stack illiterate! I was asking who is this and the person was asking me the same question. SEGUN : wait, it depends on the way you talked. Hope you were not rude? BISADE : I dont know... SEGUN : Bisade....such a person should be approached calmly. Taking out your anger or annoyance on such a person is wrong. BISADE : the person was a yoruba-man. SEGUN : give me the number, let me call the person myself. (Bisade gives him a piece of paper on which he had written down the number and Segun dials it) BISADE : just speak yoruba to the person, he doesnt understand english that much. SEGUN : okay...(Listening to the phone ringing).... (The phone conversation goes in yoruba language) SEGUN : ...hello? RECEIVER : ...who is this? SEGUN : good afternoon, please my brother used this number to call me some few months ago, so I just want to know the area where he called from because we havent seen him since then and his number is not going through. RECEIVER : ....this is a pay phone, so I dont know who your brother is. SEGUN : oh....a pay phone? In which area exactly please? RECEIVER : Ila-odo SEGUN : oh....in Osun...haha....but he called so early in the morning, how come? RECEIVER : then that means he lives in this village because, some of our villagers do seek me out very early in the morning when they have to make emergency calls. And then sometimes, its only at night and early in the morning that some numbers are easily connected. SEGUN : okay...now I understand. Thank you very much. RECEIVER : youre welcome. SEGUN : (dropping the call)...you see, now were getting somewhere. BISADE : what happened? SEGUN : its a pay phone and its from your village. BISADE : what! How? SEGUN : now, we narrow down our search to who and who may have made that call? BISADE : haha...its only Uncle Akande that has Marys number over there no one else. SEGUN : could he have been the one that called then? And why would he do that to you? BISADE : is that possible? Because Uncle Akande is critically ill, hardy even able to talk. His wife feeds and bathes him, thats why she couldnt pay us a condolence visit. SEGUN : who else would have done it then? BISADE : thats the puzzle.... SEGUN : you know what, theres no harm in asking. Why dont you call Uncle Akande and ask if they called your wife. BISADE : I should? SEGUN : dont you want to get to the bottom of this? BISADE : of course I want to. SEGUN : then...(Stretches out the phone to him) make the call. BISADE : (collects the phone and dials speaking in yoruba language)....hello, RECEIVER : hello... BISADE : Iya Gbade good afternoon, its me Bisade. RECEIVER : oh....good afternoon, how are you? BISADE : Im fine. What of Uncle? RECEIVER : hes still there. BISADE : God will heal him. RECEIVER : amen. BISADE : I will send some money to you by tomorrow. RECEIVER : thank you very much, God bless you. BISADE : amen...em, Iya Gbade, do you know if Uncle Akande called my wife before she died? RECEIVER : oh...I intended to even tell you when I visit, that Im surprised I heard that she died, because I still spoke to her that same morning you said the incident happened. BISADE : you did? RECEIVER : yes. That day I had tried your number but it didnt go, so I had to call her and tell her so she can inform you that the king said we should do something about Iya Adunnis house, because hoodlums in the village are cooling off there. I should have called you back but I know youre still mourning. BISADE : okay....now I understand. No problem. I will send some money to you tomorrow. RECEIVER : alright thank you. BISADE : youre welcome....(He hangs up) SEGUN : what did she say? BISADE : (explains everything to Segun)...so thats it. SEGUN : then its possible, she had taken the poison before the woman called, with the tone of that letter. BISADE : possibly.... SEGUN : and she must have written the first part of the letter before taking the poison...hmm....if Mary had known before she died you would have seen hell Bisade.... (Bisades phone rings, he looks at the caller...) BISADE : (telling Segun)..its Bolanle ...(He picks the call)...hello dear CALLER : hello Dad? How are you doing? BISADE : Im coping. CALLER : oh Dad....I wish I could come around and keep you company. Please take heart... BISADE : (smiles)...I will, thanks dear.... SEGUN. Let me talk to her... BISADE : Uncle Segun is here. He wants to speak to you. CALLER : oh....alright. Its been a while... BISADE : alright, hold on...(He hands the phone over to Segun) SEGUN : (collects the phone)..sweetheart... CALLER : good afternoon Uncle how you doing? SEGUN : waow! I cant believe Im speaking to my Bolanle....how are you dear. CALLER : Im good Uncle, hows the family? SEGUN : all well dear. We all miss you. CALLER : I miss everyone too. Was wishing I could come home, at least for Dad, but college here aint easy. SEGUN : I know... CALLER : Uncle, please can you do me a favour... SEGUN : tell me... CALLER : why not tell Dad to come over here, he should have a change of environment you know, I think thatll help. SEGUN : hmm...Ill talk to him. But is that the only reason why you want him to come?(Teasing her) CALLER : hmm....well...and I miss him too. I miss him a lot. SEGUN : hmm....now youre telling me your mind....alright, Ill talk to him. CALLER : thanks Uncle! SEGUN : alright let me give the phone back to him....(He gives the phone to Bisade) have it.. BISADE : (collects the phone)...sweetheart....what are you and your Uncle saying behind me? CALLER : was telling him to convince you about coming here for while. BISADE : but you know you dont have to tell him, you can always ask me. Ive told you to always ask me whatever you want and Ill do it. CALLER : was thinking you may not want to leave the company. BISADE : its nothing big, I have good hands in place. CALLER : (now sounding really happy) so when should I be expecting you? BISADE : cant say for now, but Ill let you know soon. CALLER : okay Dad. Ill be expecting. BISADE : okay. Do you need anything? Money? CALLER : come on Dad, you just sent $5000 to me last week. BISADE : but youve been calling me everyday, you must have spent almost everything on calls. CALLER : (laughing)...but Im working too. BISADE : (surprised)...what! Working? And schooling? Why! Am I not giving you enough money? CALLER : no Dad, not when Im doing exams. I just want to have the experience. BISADE : better dont let it affect your education. CALLER : its alright Dad. Im handling it. BISADE : okay. CALLER : got to run now Dad, Ill beep you later. BISADE : okay dear. CALLER : ciao! BISADE : bye....(Hangs up and looks at Segun)....could you believe this girl is working! SEGUN : really! Thats good! BISADE : (surprised at what Segun is saying)...whats good in that? She should be studying not working! SEGUN : wait, did she stop schooling because of it? BISADE : no, but from the way she spoke now, the only time she doesnt work is when shes having exams. SEGUN : but thats good. That shows how responsible she is. Very good of her. I worked and schooled there when I went for the professional course too and it didnt harm me... BISADE : but you were seeing yourself through school, its necessary for you to work but in her case, Im paying her fees. SEGUN : wait, do you want her to turn out like Made, lazy and spoilt? Made was in the UK for over a year after his NYSC, yet he did nothing tangible! He didnt work or school, he just stayed there spending the money Mary sends her. Do you want Bola to turn out like that? BISADE : (thinks about it).....well, no.... SEGUN : he went to stay with his father in the east, yet he was still depending on you for funds, is that how it should be? You better be happy for the kind of daughter you have. BISADE : hmm.....(Thinking about it)... Well...youre right... SEGUN : good. So. dont reprimand her when you get there. BISADE : okay...but how will she then spend time with me if she keeps going to work? SEGUN : I know Bola, shell do something about it. After all, she was the one saying shes missing you, its not like youll be imposing yourself on her. BISADE : okay. SEGUN : and something else.... BISADE : what is that? SEGUN : when are you going to tell her youre her biological father? BISADE : (takes a deep breath)...thats another hurdle... I think we should do it together. SEGUN : what! Hell no, why me always? BISADE : Im scared of how she may take it....and I know she always listens to you. SEGUN : Bisade! No, youre doing this on your own because we didnt sleep with Aduke together! BISADE : but... SEGUN : (cuts in)....no buts! Tell her when you get to the US...Im going home... (He leaves Bisade dumbfounded) ******Proudly Achievers Youth Network ****** (Few days later, Bisade and Made are eating breakfast at the dining...) BISADE : I will be going to the US, I need a change of environment so as to forget all that happened. MADE : thats good. You really need it. BISADE : I would have said we should go together but you have to be with your father. MADE : yes. Its being a while...are you going to stay with Bolanle? BISADE : yes. Ill spend sometime with her. Just a few months then come back. MADE : okay.....(Seeing the moment as an opportunity to finally tell him his mind )....Dad theres something Ive been wanting to discuss with you. BISADE : hmm mm. MADE : yes sir BISADE : Im listening... MADE : (feeling reluctant, he drops his cutleries and looks at Bisade)....its....its about the note that Mum wrote before she died. BISADE : what about it?(Still eating) MADE : I mean the ending... I think she was trying to say something about Bola. BISADE : something like?...(Avoiding Mades face) MADE : (trying not to sound like hes prying)....I was thinking may be she or someone gave her the wrong impression like I had....(Picks up the cutlery and starts eating again) BISADE : (looks at him)...you got a wrong impression? MADE : yes. Then, when you said Bola came from the village, I actually thought she was your daughter and may be you lied to me and Mum, that was why I confronted you then. So after reading the note that day, I was thinking, Mum may have thought so too. BISADE : (still eating)...no. She didnt get the wrong impression. MADE : you know she said something like youre a bastard, you lied about Bolanle.... I believe... BISADE : (cuts in) thats why I said she didnt get the wrong impression. She was actually told the truth. MADE : (he stops eating, paying more attention to Bisade)...I dont understand. BISADE : someone called her and told her the truth. MADE : (shifts the plate away from his front and looks at Bisade more seriously)...what truth are you talking about? BISADE : the truth about Bolanle, that shes my daughter. MADE : (shocked to his bone marrow, he drops his cutlery)...what! Is that a joke, Dad? BISADE : (now finally dropping his cutlery to pay him more attention)...its no joke. Bolanle is my daughter... MADE : oh my God.....(Stands up from the dining chair) I cant believe this! So Dad you deceived us! You deceived Mum and I! You brought Bola into this house saying shes your Uncles daughter, unknown to us that she actually is your daughter! No wonder Mum killed herself. Dad youre wicked! Youre heartless, I cant believe you brought me up. Im so disappointed in you, Dad...(Leaving the dining) BISADE : Made, wait, let me explain what happened to you... MADE : (turns back) no, I dont need to hear anything from you. I dont want to hear those lies again! You knew she couldnt have a child. You knew she was childless yet you went outside and impregnated another woman. You are so wicked! You are the cause of her death. I will never call you my father again!...(Going towards to his room) BISADE : Made come back here and listen to what I have to say... Made! Made! (Made did not answer him, so he decided to let him be and talk to him later when hes calm, but by the time he came back that day, Made had left the house and gone back to Julius. Few weeks later, after putting everything in place, Bisade leaves for the US without talking to Made. Bolanle had being staying with Seguns sister, but since Bisade will be coming back, she moved back to Bisades apartment in the US, after going there to clean it up few days before he arrived. Bolanle was very happy to see Bisade as she goes to pick him up at the airport. She jumped at him, hugging him, telling him how much she missed him. Bisade does the same. She carries some of his things with the carrier and they start going to where the car is parked. When they got to the car, Bisade was surprised to see that Bolanle had brought his car, thinking she got someone to drive it, he notices theres no driver inside it. Bola puts his things into the boot...) BISADE : who is driving us? BOLA : (smiles and enters into the drivers space) I Dad... BISADE : (surprised to see she will be the one driving) haha...when did you learn how to drive young lady? (Entering into the car) BOLA : Dad, all my course mates got their drivers permit while they were still in high school, they all jested at me, Dad. BISADE : (smiles)....Hmm...I see. So since when have you been driving? BOLA : I got my permit two months ago. BISADE : but when did you learn... BOLA : (cuts in)Dad...dont forget that Im almost 2 years here... BISADE : (Looking at how she handles the steering, he felt impressed and smiled)...hmm... (They set out for home....) To be continued....
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 08:16:15 +0000
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