Lekki Sisi - S01 E59

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Lekki Sisi - S01 E59

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 59

As I changed into my nightgown, Mimi entered the room.

‘Tinuke, I don’t want you to think we are treating you like a child. You are an adult and even though you are under our roof, you are old enough to make your decisions. We are not in anyway trying to be forceful. We just want both of you to be careful. We are not ignorant of the devices of the devil.’

I nodded. ‘I’m sorry for staying out so late. It won’t happen again.’

She hugged me. ‘Goodnight dear.’

‘Goodnight ma.’ I responded.

Yetunde called very early the following morning. She had found my father. I held my phone to my ears and for several seconds, I couldn’t say anything.

‘Tinuke, are you there?’

‘Oh..Yes. How did you find him.’

‘I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast when I heard mum on the phone. She was talking so low I could hardly hear her. But from her tone, I sensed something was up. Out of curiosity, I went towards the window and eavesdropped on her conversation. I figured it was dad because she kept saying, ‘No, you cannot see them. Where were you, when I suffered to take care of them.’ When she ended the call and went into the bathroom, I took her phone and copied out the number.’

‘Yetunde!’

‘Tinuke, I called him. Immediately I heard his voice, I knew I was talking to dad. I introduced myself. He was so happy. We talked for almost thirty minutes.’

‘Where was mum at that time?’

‘She had gone for prayer meeting. Dad said he has been trying to reach us.’

‘I don’t believe him.’

‘I don’t care what you believe. He is in Lagos and I’ll be leaving Akure this morning to spend some time with him.’

‘Dad is in Lagos?’

‘Yes. He asked after you. I told him you were working in Lagos. Tinuke, let’s go and see him.’

I hissed. ‘You and who? I’m on mummy’s side. I don’t have any business with him.’

After the call, I sat back on the bed, picturing how my father looked like. Had he been in Lagos all these years? I was just six when he left and the picture I had of him was blurry. Two years before he finally left us, he was hardly home but I remembered that the times he came home, he and mum always quarreled.

Mimi’s kids were getting ready for school while I sat in the living room working on an organogram for Mimi’s business. Mimi sold baby clothes but wanted to diversify to other baby products. We had worked on some ideas together and already we were seeing results.

Bro Femi came out of the room with a small box.

‘Has your friend called you to share the news.’

I looked at Bro Femi puzzled. ‘What news?’

‘My father has finally agreed for Tola and Wale’s wedding to hold’

‘Halleluyah!’ I clapped in excitement. ‘I have to call her.’

Mimi came out of the kitchen, brushing her long wavy hair. ‘Sweetheart, let’s go. You don’t want to miss your flight.’

He stood up. His son, Jerry, one of the most introverted boys I’ve ever met, took his box to the car. His sister, a complete opposite, had her hands wrapped around her father’s waist. She was jumping and shouting, ‘Daddy, don’t go!’

‘Pray for me.’ Bro Femi said. ‘I’m travelling to Calabar to see my father. He’s been admitted in the hospital and wants to see me. I hope to minister Christ to him. Please, pray that his heart will be opened to the gospel.’

‘Amen.’ I responded.

‘Will you be able to make it to the shop today?’ Mimi asked.

‘I should. Once I’m done with this.’

When they left, I had this urge to pray. I dropped my pen on the table and bowed my head. The moment I did, I saw myself back in Fidson Corporate Solutions. But this time, I was sitting in Shade’s chair, talking to some of the staff. I opened my eyes.

‘God, what’s this?’ I uttered aloud.

When I closed my eyes again and began to pray in tongues, I was again in a boardroom, talking to stakeholders. The picture disappeared and next I saw myself talking to men in suits and women in high-heel shoes. They all had laptops in front of them. It faded into a large room with hundreds of women standing up as I mounted the podium. Behind me was written in large prints. ‘The Business Woman under God.’

I opened my eyes again and picked up a bible from the dinning table. As I opened it, the verse Patrick and I had read together the night before returned.