“He said you stopped picking
his calls and that you said you are fed up with him.”
Mabel felt a lump
in her throat and tears rolled down her eye.
“Is that what he is saying?”
she asked Margret.
“Yes,” Margret replied. “That’s
what he told me when I confronted him.”
“He must be crazy,” Cynthia
said. “He is very lucky it is not me he is dealing with.”
“When he said that,” Margret said.
“I didn’t really believe him, because I know you and I know how much you love
him. I knew if there was an issue, you would have told me.”
“Exactly,” Mabel said. “You
know I don’t hide things about him from you.”
“I know.”
“Even when he told me he
wanted to marry me and we started sleeping together, I told you.”
“Yes you did and even though I
was happy about it, I advised you not to rush until you were very sure.”
“Kai Segun segun.” Mabel
lamented. “Na wa o.”
“I had to ask some other people,” Margret
said. “That was when they told me what happened, but I know people can add salt
and pepper to story so I still need to hear from you. Did you do him any wrong?
What exactly happened?”
“I did not do anything o.”
“So tell me exactly what
happened, both before and during the incident at the salon.”
Mabel kept quiet.
“If you are not ready to tell
me,” Margret said. “I will not push it.”
“I will tell you,” Mabel said.
“Let me put myself together. I have been trying for days to forget the incident
and move on.”
“I understand, but you know it
is not possible to just forget it, especially since it just happened few days
ago. You need to move on even with the memory fresh in your head.”
“It is not easy.”
“No it is not but start by
talking about it. The more you talk about it, the less hurt you feel. Don’t box
your hurt in. Let it out.
“Ok.”
Mabel still kept
quiet as Margret drove on.
“Mabel why not tell her now,”
Cynthia said. “We will soon get to the hospital and you don’t know how long we
will spend there. Then you still have to see Mrs Biodun in the evening. So you
may not have another opportunity to tell her what happened.”
“Don’t bother her,” Margret
said. “If she doesn’t feel like talking about it, it is okay.”
“You need to hear it so you
will have the correct version of what happened and know how to confront that
animal.”
“Animal ke. I know you are angry but he is still my cousin o.”
“Your cousin that made my
sister almost commit suicide.”
“What!” Margret exclaimed and
almost brushed a vehicle she was overtaking.
“If I hadn’t met her on time,
we would be telling another story now.”
“Are you serious?”
“Now you know why I am as angry
as I am now. If I meet your cousin, I will embarrass him.”
She turned to
Mabel who just looked straight.
“Mabel tell me what happened na,”
she said to Mabel. “Let me know how to deal with the matter. Remember I was the
one who introduced him to you, so I feel responsible for all this mess. Let me help
you clean it up okay.”
Mabel sighed and
told her what happened. By the time she was done, they were close to the
hospital.
“I can’t believe Segun did
that to you,” Margret said.
“He did o,” Mabel replied.
“I will handle this myself.”
“Ok.”
“Mabel turn let me see your
face,” Cynthia said to Mabel when they got close to the hospital entrance.
Mabel turned.
“Your eyes are red and your
makeup is messed up,” Cynthia said.
“It doesn’t matter,” Mabel
said. “Leave it like that.”
“It does,” Margret said. “People
should not see you and be wondering what is wrong with you.”
“Whoever comes to hospital is
not well na,” Mabel said. “Moreover I didn’t come out with my make up kit.”
“I have my mini makeup kit
here,” Margret said.
“Don’t worry yourself. I will
just dry my face and remove the tear stains. That’s all.”
“Whatever you want.”
Mabel asked
Margret to park before driving into the premises. Mabel used Margret’s small
mirror and worked on her face.
“You are not going on a date
o,” Cynthia told her when she was taking time.
“But she doesn’t need people
asking her why she is looking bad,” Margret said.
“My back is paining me again.
Please hurry.”
Mabel quickly
rounded up and asked Margret to drive in. Margret drove in and parked.
“I will wait until you are
done,” Margret offered.
“You don’t have to do that,”
Mabel said.
“I am not asking you. I am
telling you.”
“Alright. Come in with us
then.”
Mabel
alighted and helped Cynthia who was holding her waist with one hand. They waited
for Margret to lock her car. Then they went towards Dr. Obinna’s office.(...to be continued...)
Nedu Isaac
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