A Daughter’s Revenge Episode 14
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One fateful day, I summoned the courage to meet Oga Emma In his office. He was one of the richest men in the market. He was my last hope.
‘Omalicha(beautiful), this one you come to my office today, I hope I am safe?,’ he asked in a typical igboman’s intonation.
‘Oga Emma, I came to see you,’ I said.
‘I hope all is well?’, he replied.
‘Oga Emma, all is not well o..’
‘Did anybody die?’, he asked with curiosity.
‘Oga Emma, nobody died..’
‘Then all is well. Because it’s only death that doesn’t have a solution,’ he said amid relaxation of his mind.
‘Oga Emma, please I need your help,’ I pleaded.
‘Omalicha, in what way can I help you?’.
‘Oga Emma, I ran into a very huge shortage. I was a victim of a sçám…,’ I narrated the whole story for him.
‘Ehyaaa, sorry oh. Omalicha, you really need to find means of paying this shortage because my friend, Mba, doesn’t play with his money. If he comes back, I know him very well, he will use the police to arrest you to recover his money,’ he said.
‘Please Oga Emma, help me, please..,’ I went on my knees pleading.
‘Don’t worry, I will help you. Stand up and have your seat,’ he said.
On hearing that, a fading joy rekindled inside me. Hope, immediately, befell upon me. ‘Oga Emma, you mean you will help me?,’ I had to ask again to be sure that my ears were not deceiving me.
‘Yes, I will help you,’ he reassured me.
‘Thank you very much sir. God will bless you. As you promise to help me, so shall almighty God help you..,’ I was appreciating him on my knees amid happiness and joy that overflowed in my heart.
‘Come on! Omalicha, stand up to your feet. You are embarrassing me. Please stand up,’ he said.
I stood up and went back to my seat. While I was enjoying the malt he gave me, it rang in my head that I hadn’t told him how much we were talking here. So that he wouldn’t change his mind after hearing the huge mónéy involved.
‘Oga Emma, w-w-what we are talking about here is four hundred thousand naira,’ I stuttered.
‘That’s huge but let me see what I can do,’ he paused. ‘I will give you half of the money.’
‘Thank you very much sir. God bless you sir..’, I was thanking him while rolling on the ground amid tears of joy.
‘I have told you to stop embarrassing me. Please stand up’.
I stood up and went back to my seat. I was sipping my drink while waiting for him to tell me when to come for the money. But he didn’t talk, instead, he was busy with his phone.
The silence continued.
‘Oga Emma, when are mine getting the money,’ I had to ask.
‘Which money,’ he asked.
‘The money you just promised me now,’ I replied in surprise.
‘Oh, the two hundred thousand naira?,’ he asked
‘Yes sir ‘, I nodded.
‘You will get the money whenever you are ready,’ he said.
‘Ready? How? Sir, I am ready now,’ I said.
‘The ready I mean is to pay the price. Because nothing goes for nothing,’ he said.
‘Sir what do you mean?’, I had to ask amid disappointment. Because I thought he was different.
‘Look, you have to use what you have to get what you want. Omalicha, you are the type of girl that every man who’s a lover of good things would desire to have. I like you. I like what you are carrying. So if you scratch my back, I will scratch yours too,’ he said.
‘Sir, I don’t get it. You mean you cannot help without slééping with me?,’ I said amid tears.
‘Come on, are you a baby? Like I said earlier, nothing goes for nothing. Omalicha, use what you have to get what you want. Other sales girls like you are doing it. So I wonder how yours would be different,’ he added
‘Sir, I thought you were different. Does it mean you people in this market cannot help a girl without demanding for séxx from her?’.
‘Omalicha, I am not asking for too much. I am not asking you what you cannot give me. So don’t be greedy here. I promise to give you my money, all I am asking in return is for you to open the gate of your promiseland for me to enter. It’s a very simple thing to do. So stop making it look as if I am a bad person here,’ he added.
As I couldn’t stand it, I stood up and left his office. As I was leaving, I was looking back thinking he would have a change of mind. But he didn’t, instead:
‘Think about what your Oga will do to you if he comes back. Omalicha, prevention, they say, is better than cure,’ he sighed. ‘The offer is still on the table for you. In fact, I will make up the móñéy three hundred thousand naira for you. So go and sleep over it,’ I overheard him while I was leaving his office.
I dragged my heavy and weak legs back to the shop. I cried my eyes out that day in the shop.
In fact, all hopes were gone because Oga Emma was my last hope.
That night at home, I really crîed bitterly. I soaked my pillows with tears while contemplating on the offer I got from Oga Emma.
I had about a hundred and fifty thousand naira in my bank account. That was the amount I was able to save so far. I was planning to save more so to use the móñéy to enroll myself into a weekend program in a higher institution. But as it was, I was willing to forfeit my educational plan and use the móñéy to pay the shortage. Even at that, the móñey was still not up to half of the shortage. I needed roughly three hundred thousand naira to make it up.
I seriously thought of Oga Emma’s offer severally. Because It was very tempting. In fact, It seemed to be the only way out of my prédîcáméñt at the moment.
‘Martha, it’s time for you to grow up. You have to use what you have to get what you want,’ a spirit inside of me encouraged me with a pinch of advice.
‘I think I have to do this’.
I said to myself.
To Be Continued…
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