STORY || DON'T CRY MAMA AFRICA >> episode 2

Last episode....... 

Nobody knows what happened there, we only shocked by the news that our father was no longer with us, he died! But how and where? Nobody knows.

Now continue…....

Episode 2

Nobody even saw our daddy’s body after his death, even police officers themselves had nothing to tell about that. The only thing they did, was just telling us to calm as the investigation is on the process. We had nothing to do that agreeing with what they wanted us to do.

Days, weeks, months and even two years was just passed with no feedback from the investigation, even his body wasn’t found till then. We had to forget all the past, we had to forget our beloved father and let our own life keep moving. That was how the story of our father faded into our memory. We let him go for good, whether he truly passed away or not it then wasn’t our concern.

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Three years were passed since we lost our beloved father. In that moment our life was much good compared to the time when our father was present. Our needs were now fulfilled as much as we demanded. Our father failed to send us to school, but since he died we joined the school as other children.

It was good for both of us, but the question was this, where our mother got the money to send us to school, where the money came from? She wasn’t employed anywhere, all time she was staying at home sleeping and cooking for us. Only nighty time she wasn’t at home. Where she was going, for what? Is there were she was earning the money, nobody did know. 

Soon that year, our mother started getting sick, it was much easy at beginning but later on things got much worse. She was then weak to the point dearth, she couldn’t even able to raise her hand. All the time she was sleeping like corpse, can’t talk, can’t turn, can’t eat, can’t go to toilet and can’t do nothing! We had to help her with everything.

As the time went, her hearth became much bad day to day. She was then lost much of her weight, her body became thinner and thinner. We couldn’t sent her to hospital because we had no money, no relatives and no neighbors who could help our mother.

One of our brother dared to go to a boss who we believed he killed our father. He went there to seek for the help since we heard the rumors that the boss was the person who spent all the night with our mother in night clubs. He was the person who was giving our mother money to ruin her family. But bad news was that, the boss was passed away a month ago, HIV AIDS took his life. Oppps! What we had to do then to help our mother, nothing we could do.

One week later we lost our mother. She died smiling, she once was much suffering and then it was her time to rest. Her dearth pained us a lot, we rather lost the world than our beloved mother. She was the only one we depended on, she was everything to us. We cried with no end.

To be continue…………….