FED UP [LIII]

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                She lowered her voice and asked Mabel, “Are you pregnant?”
                Mabel and Cynthia were taken aback by the question. They kept quiet for a while, looking from one person to the other. It was Mabel who broke the silence.
  “It cannot be,” Mabel said, her voice showing she was not so sure. “I can’t be pregnant.”
  “How sure are you?” Cynthia asked her.
  “I am always careful. I can’t take the risk of getting pregnant before marriage.”
  “Well, you can’t trust these family planning methods.”
  “I took proper precautions each time I had sex with Segun.”
  “Hmmm, ok oo.”
                Cynthia did not know what else to say or ask. Their mother just sat and looked at the floor, shaking her head. The thought of the possibility of being pregnant went through Mabel’s mind. She remembered few times when Segun had insisted that they do away with family planning methods and her heart skipped a beat. Cynthia just looked from Mabel to her mother, trying to figure out what they were thinking and what else to say.
  “I am not pregnant,” Mabel finally said with mock confidence.
  “You will have to see Dr Obinna tomorrow to find out whether you are pregnant or not,” their mother said.
  “I will go with you also to collect my test result,” Cynthia said.
  “No,” Mabel insisted, shaking her head. “I will not see him. I am not pregnant. This feeling will just go away.”
  “You must see him,” their mother insisted.
                Their mother was sounding angry.
  “It may not be pregnancy,” Cynthia said, trying to diffuse the tension. “I think it is stress and the incident that happened today.”
                Mabel’s leg was close to Cynthia so she marched Cynthia.
  “What incident?” their mother asked.
                Cynthia looked at Mabel, giving her signal to tell their mother.
  “Why do you always think you can handle your problems alone?” their mother asked Mabel. “What am I here for if I can’t help you?”
  “Mum it’s not like that,” Mabel said
  “What is it like?”
  “You are carrying much already. I don’t have to heap little issues I can handle on you.”
  “What does that mean?”
                Mabel kept quiet.
  “I don’t need Cynthia convincing you to tell me what you are going through,” their mother continued. “I am your mother for crying out loud. If I had met Segun before you became serious with him, I might have had a contrary opinion and advised you properly, but you only told me when it looked like you were going to get married. Why do you hide things from me?”
  “Am sorry mum,” Mabel said, swallowing a lump in her throat.
  “I am not angry. I just feel you should bring me closer and let me know whatever is going on in your life, and on time.”
  “But you suffer Blood Pressure issues. I don’t want to make you worried.”
  “Don’t bother about my health. I am fine. When I have issues, I let you know, don’t I? ”
  “You do.”
  “Then why all these?”
  “Am sorry mum,” Mabel pleaded again.
                Their mother got up to leave the parlour.
  “Where are you going?” Mabel asked her, a bit jittery.
  “Let me go and prepare something we will eat this night,” she replied.
  “I thought you were leaving us in anger,” Mabel said and heaved a sigh of relief.
  “Why will I do that? A mother’s anger never gets to the bone.”
  “You don’t want to know the incident that happened today?” Cynthia asked her.
                Mabel kicked Cynthia mildly.
  “Mabel will tell me when she wants to,” their mother said and left for the kitchen.
  “Why were you marching me?” Cynthia asked Mabel when her mother was out of earshot.
  “Nothing,” Mabel said.
  “So what exactly happened today?”
                Mabel looked towards the kitchen to make sure her mother was not eavesdropping and then said, “I saw Segun today.”
                Their mother came out from the kitchen to the parlour.
  “You saw who?” she asked. “Where? When?”
  “Mummy how did you hear what Mabel said?” Cynthia asked.
  “Wait till you become a mother. You will hear whatever you want to hear from wherever you are.”
She turned to Mabel and gave her sign to start talking.
  “That was before the dizziness started,” Mabel said.
  “What happen?” their mother asked. “He came to see you or you went to see him?”
  “There was no way I could have gone to see him.”
  “Then how did you meet?”
  “It was Magi who arranged the meeting in a Fast-Food restaurant. I was not aware of what she had planned.”
  “Continue. I want details.”
                Mabel told them the whole story from when Coker came to see her to their going to meet Margret at the Fast-food restaurant and everything that happened there. She left out the part where Kemi sent her a threatening SMS.
  “No wonder you wanted to faint,” their mother said when she was done. “Did they touch you?”
  “No one can dare that.”
  “Imagine such nonsense!”
  “Kemi even had the guts to come there and do nonsense,” Cynthia said. “That girl does not have shame o. So what did Segun do about her?”
  “I have told you everything in details na,” Mabel told her. “You want me to start from the beginning?”
  “Sorry, I was thinking of what to do to Segun when you said that part.”
  “I really need to rest. Remembering the incident has upset my system now.”
  “Don’t worry my dear,” her mother said, holding her shoulder. “You will get over this.”
  “Thanks mum,” Mabel replied, resting her head on her mum’s hand.
  “Let us just keep our fingers crossed and watch events unfold. Don’t let it get to you ok.”
  “I will try.”
                Their mother adjusted the wrapper across her chest.
  “I am still thinking of what to cook now,” she said and then asked Mabel, “What will you like to eat?”
  “I don’t feel like eating anything,” Mabel said.
  “You need to eat something.”
  “Maybe something light.”
  “Yam and vegetable is the only thing that comes to mind now.”
  “We ate yam in the morning.”
  “It does not matter. This one will be with vegetable.
  “But I don’t have strength to chew yam now.”
  “It is too late to cook soup or anything else now.”
  “I will just eat the fruits.”
  “Fruit is not food. I will cook the yam like that. You can just eat the vegetable part.”
  “Ok.”
                Their mother turned to leave.
  “You did not ask me what I want to eat,” Cynthia said, pretending to be sulking.
                They laughed.
  “Baby baby,” Mabel called her.
                Their mother left the parlour. At the door, she turned and told Mabel, “We have not canceled the pregnancy test tomorrow. Even though I think it is the incident with Segun and the others that triggered the stress and made you feel the way you are feeling now, we need to be medically sure you are not carrying a baby.”

  “Ok mum,” Mabel replied.


(...to be continued)
Nedu Isaac

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