An old man once said forgive and never forget. Not everyone mean the words they say, they hardly stand on it. Some do it to blindfold you so you do not know what they are planning behind closed doors.
Angela was like a sister, we found ourselves in campus. We built what I thought was an unbreakable relationship.
Being disappointed by those close to you hurts more. I never expected so much from drama Angela. I was stunned by the lecturer’s response.
“What did you say?”
“You heard me right, loud and clear. . Your friend gave what you are stinging to have you fail.”
“My friend? How do you mean?
“If you want to find out more call me.”
“Whatever evil thing you did with my friend is your own cross to carry, I will not be part of it.”
“This could be the end of your education.”
“God forbid! You do not hold my destiny.”
“Let’s see if your God will give you a mark.”
“He will not give me a mark he will do more than that .”
I had no doubt who could have done that, I had one enemy who was capable of doing anything to see me go down. I giggled when he mentioned Angela, come on we all saw that one coming.
I drove back to the boarding house, my aunt called.
Aunt: Hey there I got your message. . I was so busy we had dinner with the visiting president.
Me: I thought so.
Aunt: What happened? Who did you beat up?
Me: I beat up Angela.
Aunt: Wait? Your friend Angela?
Me: Yes auntie.
Aunt: What did she do?
Me: A lot.
Aunt: Where are you?
Me: The boarding house.
Aunt: I’m coming over.
Me: I have some more bad news.
Aunt: Ohhhhhh Mwila.
Me: I failed one course.
Aunt: What is it my child? What is going on with you?
Me: No idea, seems God is giving me a blind eye.
Aunt: Wena!! Say no more.
Me: What is the explanation to my misfortune.
Aunt: I’m coming soon.
Me: Thank you for caring.
Aunt: You are my brother’s child more like mine too.
After my call with auntie I got lost in thoughts. Jason tormented me when he was alive even in death he continued to torment me. Do I have to go for prayers to have his demons casted away. . . Better yet I might as well go to a herbalist. . . I have heard stories of cleansing demonic spirits.
Lulu was fuming with anger, she was very pissed.
Me: What’s this one you are like this?
Lulu: It’s Angela. . .
Me: What about her?
Lulu: The bitch had the nerves to call me . . She was threatening me.
Me: That snake will get worse than she bargained for. Do you still have Ibrahim’s gun?
Lulu: What do you want to do with it?
Me: What else besides killing Angela.
Lulu: It hasn’t gotten to that.
Me: It has gotten to more than that.
Lulu: Please Mwila you cannot put the law in your hands.
Me: What is left to do? I go to the police station and report a boyfriend snatcher who slept with a lecturer to have me fail.
Lulu: Say what?
Me: I have failed psychology.
Lulu: You are on exclude?
Me: Something of sort.
Lulu: You lie!!!!!!! What happened?
Me: Angela slept with Mr Chileshe to fail me his course.
Lulu: Who told you that?
Me: He told me with his own mouth.
Lulu: Don’t tell me . . . . That village chicken is chewing more than she should.
Me: That’s not it all. . . Mr Chileshe asked me to sleep with him in order to give me my results.
Lulu: Holy shit!!!! That dog!
Me: I told him to burn in hell with his course.
Lulu: Why didn’t you record your conversation?
Me: Shit! Damn it! I never thought of that.
Lulu: We still have time to play along to his games.
Me: You are very right. Angela is going down with her evil ways.
Me : You can do a better Amen my sister.
“Excuse me ladies”, Naomi came in looking confused.
She showed us a screenshot of my results. I failed three courses. I might have checked at the first two, didnt pay attention to the others.
“This is not as I thought. It’s the end of me, I broke down.
“Do not shed tears, it’s not healthy for your baby.”
“You and Angela are pregnant at the same time?”
“Shut up Naomi.” Yelled Lulu
“Mwila I promise we are in this together.”
My aunt walked in, she looked worried.
Aunt: My child. . . . You look horrible.
Me: I don’t know what to do?
Aunt: What is it? Don’t cry.
Me: What else can I do apart from crying?
Aunt: I spoke to your uncle concerning your results.
Me: It’s not one course. . . I failed three courses.
Aunt: We are family. . . We will find a way out. Please stop crying.
Me: Thank you Auntie. . . . . There is something else l have to tell you.
Aunt: What is it?
Me: ‘Deep sigh’ I’m pregnant.
Aunt: Pregnant? I knew it. . . . This is good news, it calls for celebration. No need to cry about it. A baby is a blessing.
Me: Does this mean you are cool with it?
Aunt: Why not?
Have you told him?
Me: Yes he knows.
Aunt: What did he say?
Me: He was happy about it but something happened.
Aunt: Let me call him. .
Me: It’s not necessary.
Aunt: Does his mother know?
Me: His mother?
Aunt: Let me call her and share the good news. I knew you wouldn’t fail us.
Me: l think we are not on the same page. . . .The guy I’m referring to doesn’t have a mother. She passed on years ago.
Aunt: What are you saying?
Mark is not the father of your baby.
Me: No he isn’t. . . his name is Charles.
Aunt: How could you?
Me: I’m sorry.
Aunt: Who the hell is Charles?
Me: My ex boyfriend.
Aunt: Call him right now. . . Ask him to come here.
Me: I can’t call him. . . We are not in talking terms.
Aunt: A guy got you pregnant all you can say is that you are not in talking terms? Stupid girl call the fool. I hope it’s not your classmate.
Me: There are alot of things I need to explain. . . . All I ask of you is to keep this between us. My parents should not know.
Aunt: You better sort things out or we are doomed.
My aunt wore a sad look on her face, I imagined how she felt. I regretted not taking her advice. If this was Mark’s baby, things could have been better. Hiding this from my parents had plenty of consequences, a pregnancy is something you cannot hide forever.
There was a knock on the door, Lulu went to check. . . Charles walked in looking very furious and angry.
Lulu: What do you want here?
Haven’t you done enough damage?
Me: Charles Please leave.
Charles: I’m not here for you, I came here to get the keys to my house and car.
Aunt: Mwila so this is the fool you spread your legs for? Couldn’t you have done better than this.
Lulu: Charles you are not getting any keys. . . . Consider the house and car as a token of appreciation for everything Mwila did for you.
Me: Lulu stop arguing with him, it’s no use. Both keys are on top of the upright fridge, give them to him.
Lulu: Babes you cannot tolerate this.
Aunt: Do as she has said.. . . . If Mwila wants a car. She will drive one of my cars.
Lulu: This doesn’t end here. . . You will see.
“What will he see? What will you do?,” a female voice came from behind Charles.
Lulu: Angela if the blows I baptized you with ain’t enough, I will gladly do it again.
Me: Lulu just give them the dam keys. . . I want nothing to do with those fools.
Charles: I thought you where a good girl. . . . Thank God I found out the truth.
Me: Get out !!.. . .
Charles: The truth hurts huh. . . .
Me: What truth Charles? For a man at your age, you should be be ashamed of yourself.
Charles: Ashamed you say? What I did cannot be compared to your lies.. . . You are surprised? It never crossed your mind that I would learn of your deceitful lifestyle.
Me: Just leave me alone.
Charles: I’m leaving, I dont want to be close to a prostitute. . . You knew very well that you were a whore yet you deceived me to think you were a saint.
Me: Get the fuck out of here!!!!!.
Charles: I have nothing to do with you.. . . Just so you know I found out every little dirty secret including the abortion you had for your ex while I was away.
Lulu: Charles you have said what you have to say so bounce.
Angela: Why are you chasing him? He is not done talking. Let him express his anger on the guilty ones.
Lulu: Angela I’m begging you to shut your mouth.
Aunt: Mr man you have done your best I guess. Please leave.
The poison Angela used to tarnish my name is strong, it’s something I cannot neutralize. It hurt hearing Charles talk like a mad man. Angela successfully managed to ruin me. On his way out Charles threw pictures at me. They were pictures of me in the hospital, some were of me kissing Francis.
He never gave me a chance to explain. . . . All that happened before I started dating him.
“Don’t cry my dear, he is not worth it.” My aunt said.
My auntie was very understanding, we talked about the way forward. She promised to be by my side. She wanted me to go back with her, I declined.
An hour later Charles came back with four police officers.
“This is her, she tried to kill me, she did alot of damage at my house.”
“What are you talking about?” Lulu busted.
“Arrest her too, she tried to kill my fiancee and our unborn baby.
“Yes arrest me too. If you don’t I will kill him together with that ugly pig. . . Fuck! Why didn’t I kill you when I had the chance to.”
“Madam you have the right to remain silent.”
I asked Naomi to call my aunt.
The police handcuffed Lulu and I. They took us to central police. Lulu tried to reason with the police to pardon me because of my situation.
They refused on grounds that I was a suspect in the attempted murder case. They would only allow me to go when Charles and Angela dropped the charges.
I never in my life saw myself to be in a police cell. It was dark, very dirty with so many women, there was no proper toilet. They asked us what we had done. Lulu narrated our predicament. They sympathized with us. We got to interact with many of them, some were facing similar problems like ours.
The following day my auntie came to bail us out, they agreed to bail Lulu, they refused to bail me out. Charles must have bribed the entire police force starting with the one on top to the least.
Lulu didn’t want to go without me, she wanted to stay. I had to make her understand the advantage of her being outside. . . . I lost all hope, I never for once prayed to God. I had no guts to do so, if God truly loved me. He wouldn’t forsake me.
My uncle tried his level best to have me released. On the day before my court trial I was released. I spent three weeks in the cell. It started feeling like home.
The people I met there changed me in so many ways.
My auntie, Lulu and Naomi came to pick me up. They were all happy to see me. It was an unforgettable moment, tears of joy rumbled.
My tummy had started showing.
My girls made fun of me saying I looked like a Nokia battery.
It felt good to be home.
My auntie told my dad, he warned that I shouldn’t step my foot in his house for he won’t be responsible for what he will do to me. . . Mum called once in a while to check up on me. She failed to visit, she was scared of dad. I appreciated her calls, they meant a lot.
The charges against me were dropped, Charles and his pig didn’t have enough evidence.
I had my friends and family. I was excluded from school. I spent most of my time at home. I tried by all means to fake a smile, deep down my heart I was bitter, angry, hurt. I was waiting for the right time to strike.
One late afternoon Lulu came to pick me up. We went shopping for baby’s clothes at East Park Mall.
We moved from one shop to another, Lulu was behaving as if the baby was coming in a week’s time, she bought anything that looked babish.
I craved for ice cream.
We took a stroll around Shoprite hunting for my favorite flavor. . I spotted the player of the moment from afar. I wasn’t bothered by her presence. I minded my business doing my own thing. I wish she did the same, when she saw me, she blabbed staff. I walked away from her, she kept on following me. I still contained my calmness, Lulu was at the liquor store getting some wine. I got all I needed and hurried to join Lulu.
Angela rubbed her tummy “Baby, mummy and daddy will make sure you never lack a thing, you won’t be born out of wedlock like other babies.”
I pretended to have not heard what she said as the saying goes “the best way to avoid a fool is to keep quiet.”
“Hey Mwila why are you avoiding me? Don’t tell me you are still jealous that I beat you to your own game.”
“Angela it’s good to see you.”
” Its good to see you too.”
Angela got a bunch of Kr100 notes from her pace. . . . She threw them at me. “Get something for yourself, you look malnourished. You can as well do your hair. You look dirty.”
Sometimes you gat to fight to prove a point. . . What Angela said brought out the sleeping devil in me. I did a choke slam on her, she was on the floor. I beat the living demon out of her. . . People tried to separate us, I came out strong. . I beat her until she went unconscious. We made a lot of damage in the store. Charles showed up minutes later. He negotiated with the manager not to press charges against us.
Lulu attacked Charles, she hit him with anything she could lay her hands on. I felt a relief after smashing Angela.
Lulu and I achieved our goals, we drove home singing along to #MoveBitch.
I didn’t want to do a scan, I wanted it to be a surprise.
Little champ must have been a mini me. The way it did a whole make over on me. My nose was as big as a chicken mango. . I had pimples like a girl at the first stages of puberty. . . I became dark as though I was a Senegalese. . . My legs were swollen like an elephant. I could barely walk. . .I looked like I was about to pop. . . . Lulu teased me all the time.
Chevy and Lulu started dating, they made a cute couple. Chevy congregated at Bread of Life Church. On a Sunday he invited us to Church, I was moved by the teaching, it’s was as if the Bishop was talking to me. Towards the end of the service Bishop called upon those who wanted to be prayed for.
“You have been disappointed by those close to you, you have lost faith in God, you are bitter and angry. You feel as if God has abandoned you . I want you to know child of God that God can never elude you. Please come fourth we pray together. You need to let go of that hate and pain inside you. Do not entertain the devil in your life.”
I went forward, when he reached where I was standing, he prayed for me. As he was praying I felt a load lifted off my shoulder. I cried my eyes out. He told me it was okay to cry. When he was done, he told me to read my bible and be prayful. He then asked me to go to my seat, I was still crying. I was led by an usher back to my sit. Lulu held me in her arms.
That day I felt the presence of God in my life.
I got home in the evening, I found Mark and my aunt in the TV room. I greeted them, I went straight to my room. I was embarrassed to look at Mark.
There was a knock on the day.. .
Aunt: You two need to talk.
She left us alone.
Me: Didn’t know you are coming.
Mark: My granny is critically ill.
Me: I’m sorry to hear that.
Mark: Hmmmmmm clears throat. . You look different I didn’t recognize you.
Me: I know right.
Mark: You look beautiful though.
Me: Stop flattering me.
Mark: Is it mine? You and I made out shortly before I left. Your auntie told me everything. There is just a wired feeling I have, I felt an attachment to this baby when you walked in. .Many at times I dreamed of it.
Me: I do not know what to say to you. This child is not yours, I don’t wanna lie to you and give you force hopes.
Mark: It’s alright. . . I’m here to ask for a favor. Please don’t say no.
Me: What is it?
Mark: Can I be a daddy to this baby.
Me: You do not know what you are saying. . . Have you thought about it?
Mark: I have spent the past six months trying to hate you. I just can’t, do you know why? I freaking love you like I never loved another.
Me: You will find someone.
Mark: That someone is you. I found her a long time ago. I wanna be the one to wipe away those tears. These big eyes don’t deserve to cry. . . I love you so much.
Me: Give me time to think about it.
Mark: I will give you all the time that you need.
Me: Thank you.
I didn’t know how to react to Mark’s proposal.
My aunt approached me concerning the issue at hand. I said yes to Mark’s proposal.
Mark asked for my hand in marriage. We started preparing for other things. I don’t know how much my family charged Mark. However I was informed that he paid in cash. . . Mark told my family he was the one responsible for my pregnancy.
We went to the embassy to have my papers ready.
Mark and I had a small come together party with family and friends.
Shortly after getting married, we traveled to the UK. I gave birth to twins ( Misha and Letisha ). They were born in the eighth month. I thought it was premature birth, the doctors disagreed saying I might have not counted properly.
One day Mark came home smiling, he was jumping all over the house.
“What is this about?”
“I did something behind your back.. . Please don’t get mad.”
Me: I wont. . . tell me.
Mark: Remember when I said I felt some kind of connection to the baby.”
Mark: Well! Please don’t get mad. . Promise you won’t get mad.
Me: I promise.
Mark: okay. . . . I don’t know how to say.
How do I put it?
I had a DNA done on one of the babies. . . before you say anything I did it with good intentions. I wanted to confirm my instincts.
Me: I’m not mad, I understand.
Mark: You look upset.
Me: It’s normal to feel like this.
Are you planning to leave us?
Mark: On the contrary, honey I would never do a thing like that. The good news is that the girls are my flesh and blood. I’m their father.
Me: That explains why I gave birth earlier than anticipated.
Mark: Are those tears running down your beautiful face? I dont want to see them. Come here, I love you and our girls very much.
Being a mummy is wonderful, my girls are my day to day strength. They rock my world, they are beautiful inside out. Mark has been a good daddy, he takes good care off us. The coming of the girls gave him hope, he was devasted after the loss of his Granny..
His family is wonderful, his mum is awesome.
Lulu completed her course, before leaving UNZA, she cleared all unfinished businesses. Mr Chileshe and two other lecturers were expelled. Now that’s Lulu for you, my Tonga bull. A sister I never had.
She married Chevy two months ago. It’s a shame i couldn’t travel to be there on her big day. My little ones are too young for flights.
Lulu is joining the club soon. Her pregnancy is doing her bad. My WhatsApp is full of her complaints.
Mwanza and his family moved to the farm Mark got, he gave them a piece of land.
My family couldn’t be more content, my father and aunt are fighting on who should come to London to take care of the girls.
Naomi married Mack, they are happy together.
Francis married his ex girlfriend, he works for Kalumbila mines.
Carol and Zack are dating, long distance relationships are full off challenges. They argue almost everyday. What is important is that they love each.
Charles left Angela after she give birth to a dark in complexion baby. Rumors has it that the baby looks nothing like Charles, he is a duplicate of Mr Chileshe.
Angela was excluded in second year, her late uncle’s wife threw her out. She is currently in the village in Eastern Province. People who have seen her say she sells tomatoes and vegetables. . She is ever hiding from familiar faces.
I hold nothing against Angela. . . Thanks to her I got to my destination. She thought she broke my ladder unbeknownst to her, my favor was down the ladder. I climbed back strong and firm. Wherever she is I hope she is okay.
I have learned not to hold on to pain, to accept everything that life has to offer.
To pray more.
The will of God will never take you where his grace is insufficient.. . For every problem there is a situation.
Despite the many atrocities I encountered in the end I was blessed in disguise.
Ladies and gentlemen Mwila’s journey ends here. Thank you for the support. I love you all.
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