Maraa - Season 1 - Episode 7

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Maraa - Season 1 - Episode 7

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I felt nauseous immediately I smelt the fresh fish Adejare said I should help him to prepare some fish sauce.

I felt reluctant to prepare it but who else would have done it? Taiwo and Kehinde wouldn’t be able to make it well.

It had been four weeks now that I realized I was pregnant and it was this week that he came back home from Abuja after such a long time.

As I filleted the fish and introduced them into the sauce on fish, the scarf I had used to cover my mouth couldn’t suffice as the smell gushed into my nose.

I ran to the toilet and started vomiting into the pit latrine!

“Are you pregnant?” I heard that voice so clear and sound
Adejare!
How did he know?
Was he following me?

I had taken measures to ensure that I wouldn’t be loud and it amazed me how he knew.

My hair on my body stood up straight
“Are you pregnant, I ask!” he thundered again
I cleaned my mouth with the end of my wrapper and looked at him
“Yes” I said silently
He laughed devilishly as he came close to me.
He felt my neck and I was shocked.

I had expected something more violent
“You are pregnant” he said calmly and I nodded

“You are mad!” he shouted suddenly as he pushed me down to the floor with his right knee.
I fell right on my vomitus and he started raining punches on me.

“Die! Die! Die!” he continued to shout as he rained blows on me.

“Adejare jo nitori olorun o. Die as how?” I cried out in anguish
“You are an ill-luck! Why would my life have such downturn just because of you. Pregnancy again!” he slapped me on.
I gave in to his beating but guided my tummy which was his center of attack with my hands.
Suddenly, he screamed!
I opened my eyes and there looking like a possessed lady was Taiwo digging her teeth into his thigh.
“What!” he exclaimed on, obviously shocked
Just as I was too!

He started raining slaps on her and I stood up suddenly to interfere.
“Adejare, this girl is nothing but a very naïve young girl. Leave her alone!” I cried out and he growled, fixing his eyes on me like a beast.
“You are turning the backs of my children against me right?” he screamed as he pulled me by the hair and dragged me inside the house.
James and John had started crying.
“You have to remove this nonsense you placed in there. I have nothing to do with it. It has to die!”

I tried to find my voice.
What arrant nonsense is this guy saying?
I was the one that was supposed to take it personal that I had gotten pregnant.

“But, I don’t know why you are getting angry” I said at last and he looked at me, his mouth suspended
“You don’t know why?” he asked again, his hands tightened round my hair
“Of course. I pay the PTA Levy of the children, clothe them, feed them, act as the father and the mother and then another one is here- an additional responsibility.

Wasn’t I so supposed to be angry that I would even commit suicide?” I spoke in a very shaky voice and he was obviously shocked.

I had never looked up into his face to respond to him whenever he beat me.

“The reason why I, Adejare Olowo am getting angry is because I wonder how on earth I became entangled with a beautiful for nothing empty barrel that had overtime been the cause of my misfortune in life. I can’t imagine me living this kind of life but that is what happens when you get married to a cursed individual!” he spat the words into my face.

“Adejare, the children are watching and you are…” I broke down into tears.
One mistake I never made in my marriage was telling my children how irresponsible their father was.

I never did!
I covered him up whenever they spoke ill of him
But see him now.

Tears cascaded my face and I shook my head in a frustrating manner
“Your mother is cursed! She killed her parents, leaved in the orphanage all her life, I picked her up from the miry clay and all she could do was separate me from my own parents as well, making my life miserable, bearing children that took after her witchy lifestyle. Her name is Glory but she is a shame!” he screamed that so loudly that I felt nauseous again.

As I started to hold my tummy in a bid to start vomiting again, he picked me up with a single hand and kicked me hard in my tummy.

I fell out through the door, let out a very ear-piercing cry and there was a great darkness!