Part 11
“DINNER WITH THE WOLVES (Season One)”
©Adeniran Ayomide
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There was no money to buy another SIM card, so I kept it in my bag and decided to show it to Agyei on vacation. One afternoon when I returned from class, I couldn’t find my phone. I asked my room mates but none of them seem to know its whereabouts. I decided to report it to our hostel mistress.

I quickly changed into our house wear and began walking out. Kukua, where are you going to? Mina asked. Mina, I can’t find my phone and I am going to report to the necessary authorities. I responded. Why don’t you wait for a while? Let me talk to the dinning hall prefect to announce it when we go for lunch. She suggested.

What difference will it make Mina? I suffered to get that phone, and I can’t watch any lunatic to have it. I responded angrily. Kukua the charcoal girl, you can’t insult anybody in this room okay? After all, how difficult were the quiz questions that earned you this phone? Spare us the nonsense brag and let’s have our peace. Sarah insulted. The questions were not difficult, so you should have competed. What prevented you? I asked angrily.

Because I wasn’t desperate for a common mobile phone. My parents are responsible, they can get me one at anytime. She responded harshly. Her words pierced me painfully. I walked out on her and reported the issue to the mistress. She followed me to my hostel to conduct a search.

Madam, its unfortunate you believe this liar here. We are all from a rich home, so why would somebody steal her phone? Sarah stated when we began the search. Madam, I suggest you search Kukua’s bags first, probably, she has misplaced it. Mina suggested. The woman agreed and we began searching my bags.

Seconds later, we found it in my purse. Kukua, how dare you waste my time? The mistress yelled angrily. I am sorry madam, I don’t know how come it was found here instead of my bag. I responded. No wonder nobody on this campus want to befriend you. Poverty is making you mad! She insulted and walked out of the room.

Mina and Sarah burst into uncontrollable laughter for the insults I just received. I sadly climbed up on my bed to rest my troubled heart. Life is not easy. My parents have done me a great harm for giving birth to me in poverty. I thought sadly. The next day, it was announced that, we had only 30 minutes to go outside campus to buy anything we want, since we were almost in the examination week. I didn’t have money to buy anything nor pick a car to visit Agyei.

Walking to and from the house will also be more than thirty minutes, which will attract a punishment. The only place closer was the cemetery where my parents were buried. I then decided to go there to talk to my them. Immediately I got there, I threw my miserable self on my mother’s tomb. As if I was hugging her, I held the ground firmly. Mother, your daughter is here to talk to you.

I have waited so long for your visit, but you never came. Indeed, death is cold and unfriendly. Well, let’s do the catch ups. I am now a student as you wished. Agyei is still by my side as you wished, but unfortunately, happiness and peace to enjoy what we have always wished for, has eluded me. When I talked to a young orphan, she told me to forgive and pray. I have done that, but I keep hurting. Wherever you are mummy, if there is peace and happiness, send some to me.

Just send me a little. I lamented in tears. I stood up and walked to my father’s tomb too. Papa, like it has always been, I shy talking to you. I have told mother everything, and I hope she will tell you. I miss the two of you gossiping about me. I miss you bathing me. I miss you in my sickness and pain.

I was given thirty minutes, and it’s almost up. Have a nice stay and continue to rest with the Lord. I lamented and walked away. I got to the hostel in pain and misery. Common appetite to eat, was nowhere to be found. Life is indeed a war. I thought.

Part 12
“DINNER WITH THE WOLVES (Season One)”
©Adeniran Ayomide

Life is indeed a war. I thought. Soon, days passed into weeks and we were in the revision week. I was in one of the classrooms learning, when one of my colleagues came to call me. Kukua, you are urgently needed in the principal’s office.

I simply don’t know why a pauper like you won’t for once stay out of trouble. She stated and walked away. Me? Troubles? What have I done? I thought. I hurriedly walked into the principal’s office and I met Mr Kwakye and his wife comfortably seated in the sofa.

Good afternoon sir. I greeted. Please you sent for me. I added nervously. Kukua, do you know this man sitting here? The principal asked. Yes sir. He is my tutor, his name is Mr Kwakye Ampong. I responded. What relationship do you have with him? The principal asked. No relationship apart from teacher student relationship.

I responded. You are a lying bitch! God will punish you! Mr Kwakye’s wife screamed angrily. Madam what have I done? I asked in shock. Mrs Kwakye please calm down, this problem will soon be dealt with.

The principal stated. Kukua, do you have a mobile phone? If you do, call out the numbers to me. The principal stated. I quickly called the numbers to him in fear. Thank you very much for your cooperation. Now Mr Kwakye, please show her the messages and let’s see if she can identity them.

Principal stated. Mr Kwakye then brought out his phone from his pocket and showed me several messages sent to him with my number. Some of them read “Hello Mr Kwakye, you’ve been my crush since I gained admission into this school” “I wish I could just have a one night stand with you in your office” “Forget about your wife’s smelling honey pot and come taste my fragrance one” And so on and so forth.

No no no no no! I am not the one behind these messages! I don’t have any idea! There is a mixed up somewhere. I explained almost in tears.

Kukua, did I hear you say mix up? Swear you don’t have hand in these messages, just swear! Mrs Kwakye angrily screamed.

Madam, I can’t swear, because my Bible tells me not to. For it is written in Matthew 5:37 that “But let your yes be yes, and your no, no. From whatever is more than these, is from the evil one” I responded. You lie bad! You must swear or face my wrath! You dare call my honey pot a smelling one, you must tell me in court where you smelled it. She spoke on top of her voice. Somebody help me!

God what is it? Who did this to me? I screamed in pain and tears too. Kukua, you are surprising me with this fake attitude of yours! Since the day you gained admission into this school, you’ve been pestering me with sex.

I remember you some time ago walked into my office to seduce me, and when I tried to expose you, you threatened to blackmail me with rape. Now look at you, the evidence is clearly here, and you are busy denying it. Mr Kwakye alleged. I couldn’t just stop weeping. Indeed, all evidence proves me guilty. How do I vindicate myself? I thought sadly.

Kukua Nancy, this is a serious offence for a student to try to break the home of his or her tutor. Now listen to the poor woman, she is ready to sue you, and that is a bigger embarrassment to this school for not ensuring discipline among its students. The principal unhappily spoke. Go back to the class, you will hear from the school authorities soon. He added.

I quickly knelt down before Mrs Kwakye in tears. I am sorry for all the pains you are going through madam, but I wish you could see beyond this evidence. My phone sent you the messages, I didn’t. Since it is my phone, I ought to bear every consequence, but please, find it in your heart to forgive an orphan like me who is hated almost by everyone. I pleaded.

Take your hypocrisy away! I don’t ever want to see your miserable face anywhere around me. She yelled and kicked me with her leg. I walked to the hostel in tears and misery to check up on my phone, if indeed, the messages were on it. Lo and behold, everything was on sent items. Somebody did this to me. My roommates connived with Mr Kwakye to disgrace me. I thought in pain. I stared at the phone that has caused me this massive pain. I contested in a quiz, and I won. I was awarded this phone for my intelligence and hard work. Instead of it bringing me happiness, it is rather bringing me disgraceful tears. Kukua, will I ever be happy? I thought sadly as I sat down on my bed waiting to confront my room mates. Hours later, they returned from class.

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