BoomNG Stories: Cassandra(Romoke)- Part One

”Cassandra! You are not getting any

younger, get yourself a husband, a word is enough for the wise”, My
mother rounded up her everyday charge for the
third time in a day, I stared hard at her for a while and different thoughts went through my head "Why would she keep on pestering me on the issue of marriage, "Is it not God
that gives husbands" I hissed loudly and
mounted the old, creaky stairs to my room.

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I was already late 30 minutes late for
evening service today.
I quickly changed my
top and grabbed a multi-colored scarf, I
smoothened my rumpled skirt with my palms
and taking my bible from my reading table I stormed out of
the room, nearly running into my step-mother who was coming up the staircase, I quickly breathed out a
brief word of “sorry ma” and raced to down to my
mother’s room but I could hear her hissing and
saying "omo iya” (useless child).

For me it has become a
normal phrase from iya bisi my mother’s rival
she never for once liked us especially me.

“maami! ” I called out, knocking repeatedly, what could she
be doing inside, I was still contemplating on barging into her room when
she opened the door slightly” kilode? ” (what
is it).

It was as if maami was sweating and
she had just her wrapper on, but who could
be inside? Of course it cannot be Baba
because he left for the farm.

Anyway that is
not my business it’s maami’s life let her live her life.
” What is it, you are disturbing me! ” she
interrupted my thoughts and gave me a hard
stare.

” uhm-m, am going to the church, and I
won’t be back till 7:30″

“mtchewww……., go to wherever you like, you
shameless girl. all your mates are getting
married already pregnant for their last born
and you are here going for different services , it is that church that will ruin you! ”

She said and slammed the old door on me.
But why was maami treating me like this,
after all I was just 28 and I was positive that God
will no doubt do something new for me before
the year runs out.
I was still staring at the
closed door until hot tears started pouring out of my eyelids, I was downcast and discouraged,
going to church was nearly out of my mind, But then something in me said:
“God will wipe away your tears”.

Then I cleaned my tears and rushed to church by
then it was already 6:30pm.

My mother, Asake Ogunjobi is Baba’s 2nd
wife, Baba (as my father is fondly called) has
6 wives, sometimes I even wondered how
Baba sleeps with them and never gets tired.

Maami has 6 children, 5 girls and a
boy, my elder ones were all married, leaving
me and my naughty brother Ogunyemi.

My mother doesn’t believe in God, infact all my
family members are ogun worshippers but
my two elder ones are Muslims and the rest
were ogun worshippers even my step-
siblings but as for Ogunyemi, he is neutral he
practiced none of the religions. So everyone
in my house were free to practice any
religion.

I only finished my form five, passed all my
papers, went to secretariat school but could
not further because maami wanted me to
marry an old chief because of his money and
Baba was not serious in sending me to
school he would say “Cassandra, go and do
what your mates are doing and bring food to
my table”.

At age 25 after I finished the
school of secretariat studies, I started the
work of sweeping and cleaning houses for
the rich people in my village, the last house
help work I did got me into trouble and
branded me an unquenchable name in the
village even though I didn’t do it.

The last work I did was in chief Abayomi ‘s house.
Chief Abayomi and his son were always
making love advances to me whenever I
came for the day’ s job.

There was a day I was busy washing plates in the kitchen,
when chief abayomi’s son grabbed my b**bs from behind, I was shocked, I quickly
turned round to know who it was only to find
my mouth covered in his mouth, and when I
finally found the chance to push him off my
body then I heard.

“ahnahn….. Iwo omo yii ” (you this child) it
was my madam’s voice
But by the time I looked up, I was shocked
to see that it was chief Abayomi’s son Ayo .
I had not even completed my shock when I
heard another loud noise ”

KPOWAI”!……. Madam
slapped me.
Tears formed quickly in my eyes
then I heard “if I see you near my son
again….. I will break you”. I looked at myself
again, was I that easy to break?

Though am slim but not thin, am of average height, dark
not too curvy but busy and I have an
irresistible pink lips. But how could she break
me?
What if she knows about her darling
husband’s advances? Then that means she
would crush me then.

The episode between I and Ayo finished
that day as I always avoided him but
however my luck ran out when madam
travelled, though I never lived the house, but
I went everyday to work. I was in their sitting
room cleaning the floor when chief entered,
he scanned the whole whole house, then he
rushed to me and grabbed me like one has
caught his prey “Romoke, he called me in my tribal name, baby, if you let me
have you, I will buy you house, cars and
everything you need”.

I pushed him and tried
running out of the sitting room, but he was
fast enough to block me. “oga please don’t
do this”….. He didn’t listen to me, he just
kept advancing towards me like I was his
prey, of course! I was his prey.! He grabbed
me and was kissing me crushing me with his
dammn lips, I tried pushing him but it was
as if I was pushing a solid rock. Then
suddenly I heard the door open, “ahh……………
Chief!!………. Daddy!!”
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To be continued
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