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                Mama Risi told her that she did not notice any strange movement. Mabel hung up. They flagged down a keke and left for Mabel’s place.
 “Do you need to buy anything for the house?” Cynthia asked when they got close to the mini market.
  “None that I can think off,” Mabel replied. “Maybe when I get to the house, I will know what I need.”
  “Ok.”
  “I will need to use the ATM sef.”
  “Which bank?” the keke man asked.
                Mabel looked at Cynthia and their eyes met. They were wondering why the man was interested in their using the ATM.
  “I will do that later,” she said.
                They got to Mabel’s place, paid the keke man and he left.
  “All these people sef,” Mabel said. “If he carries us to ATM now, he will stay in the keke and call other people who will rob us.”
  “See how he jumped into the ATM matter,” Cynthia said.
  “My dear eeh. It pays to be alert o.”
                They entered the compound. They met some neighbours doing different things in the compound. They asked Mabel where she had been for some days and she told them she had been in her mother’s place. When they were done exchanging pleasantries, Mabel and Cynthia moved on.
  “Who knows whether Mama Risi is around?” Mabel asked when they got to the staircase.
  “She has to be around na.” Cynthia replied. “Today is Saturday.”
  “Her curtain is closed.”
  “You mean the one she peeps through?”
                Mabel laughed and said “Yes, that one.”
                They got to Mama Risi’s flat and knocked. No one responded. Mabel knocked again.
  “Who is there?” they heard Mama Risi ask.
  “It’s Mabel,” she replied.
                Mama Risi opened the door. There was something about her countenance which told them that all was not well. They noticed that her eyes were red like someone who had just cried. They greeted her.
  “Welcome my dear,” she replied, forcing a smile. “How is your mother?”
  “She is fine,” Mabel replied.
  “Why are you crying?” Cynthia asked her.
  “Who said I am crying?” Mama Risi asked, still maintaining the forced smile.
  “But your eyes are red.”
                She did not respond. She just sniffed and looked away.
  “Mama Risi, what is going on?” Mabel asked her.
                She turned and went back into her house. They followed her. She sat on the couch and they sat beside her, Mabel on her left and Cynthia on her right.
  “Mama Risi what is the problem?” Mabel asked, touching her shoulder. “Say something.”
                She was quiet for a while.
  “Too many issues,” she finally said, exhaling from her mouth.
  “Like?” Mabel asked.
                She sighed.
  “Since my husband died,” she said. “Things have not been very easy for me.”
  “I am aware of that,” Mabel said. “Did anything happen that is making you cry now? When I called you in the morning, you sounded normal.”
  “I cry like this sometimes when I feel overwhelmed by the situation. You met me at such a time.”
  “What if your children see you crying, how will they feel?”
  “By the time they come back, I will wash my face and pretend like all is well.”
  “Oh, they are not around?”
   “I can’t let them see me cry. I sent them out to get something when the heaviness was too much and I needed to let it out.”
  “Eiyaa. What is the problem?”
  “A lot of money issues.”
  “The house rent is not due na. Is it?”
  “Not that.”
  “I know it cannot be that because I know you have paid for this whole year.”
  “Thanks to my brother abroad who has been carrying my financial burdens. But he was deported few days ago.”
  “O my gosh! What happened? Why?”
  “They said papers this, papers that.”
  “Kai, that’s bad o.”
  “It is not as if he is very rich, but he had enough to help me out once in a while. Now they sent him back, what will I do?”
  “What about your late husband’s family?”
  “Those people are not even an option. When my husband died, they said I killed him.”
  “Why?”
  “They did not like me from day one.”
  “Ah ah. What did you do?”
  “I am from a different tribe.”
  “What does that mean? Is it not the same country we are in?”
  “They said I forced myself on my husband. My husband’s parents eventually changed their mind about me but his siblings didn’t at all. During and after the burial, his brothers dealt with me. Even though it happened years ago, the experience is still fresh in my memory.”
  “Have you tried to make them think differently about you?”
  “I have o but they don’t want anything to do with me.”
  “Even for the sake of their nephew and niece?”
  “My dear leave those people.”
                Mabel shook her head and said, “People can be myopic and wicked o.”
  “They have never asked how I am training their niece and nephew in school. One time, I asked one of them for money, he said I should continue with the prostitution I have been doing which was the reason why I could not bear more than two children for his brother.”
  “Kai.”
  “My dear, the life of a widow is not easy o.”
  “It’s well with you ma. That reminds me, how far with Risi’s school fees?”
  “That is one of the major issues I am facing now. I have been able to raise half of it after getting the insult of my life from the person who gave it to me. I am meant to pay back before the end of the month. Where will I see money to complete the fees, or even pay back the one I borrowed? And they are writing test this coming week.”
  “I was supposed to give you something some days ago but my absence here made me forget.”

                Mama Risi got up and went to the window.




...to be continued


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