CHAPTER 25

It was in the morning, Mrs Tayo was the kitchen roaming round going up and down. Cleaning the cabinet, washing the plates that she used to cook for Bolu and Titi and just cooking the food that she wouldn't ate before going to shop.

The school bus had came to take Bolu and Titi to school like two hours backs, Sarana was in her room sleeping she was in holiday so it was her mother that told her to rest for that day.

Mrs Tayo finished with the cleaning and washing of the plates, checked the food that she was cooking and it too had done off the light and going to her room to dress for shop when her husband got down.

"My lovely wife, well done. Am going"

"Okay! My husband, go safety. I too will soon leave the house"

"Okay! So take care of yourself and bye!"

"You too my husband!" Hug each other with respect and he left, sound of the door closed. Mrs Tayo went to her room, in their house every morning at 6:30am their father would made sure that he woke them up to perform their solat and after that they could stay doing anything that they wanted or to sleep back.

Mrs Tayo came down to the living room after one hour, dressed in a beautiful outfit and a black bag in her hand. Put the bag on the chair and went to the kitchen, took a small cooler and decided to pack the food. After finished packing, left the kitchen and got down to the living room putting the cooler inside the bag when Sarana got there with pajamas.

"Good morning mom, you are about to go?"

"Yes! My daughter, good morning" zipped the bag.

"All of you have gone, I will come and joined you soon at shop I can't stay at home alone"

"Okay!, I will be expecting you and I left the food that I cook for your siblings and mine for you so any one that you want to eat, the choice is yours"

"Okay! Mom, thank you and bye!"

"You are welcome my daughter!" Carried the bag and going, about to get to the door and faced back.

"Wait a minute Sarana"

"Yes! Mom, you remember something?"

"How are about you and Olawale?"

"Like how Mom?" Sarana's face changed.

"Do you call him or did he called you?"

"No! Mom" said with lower voice and looking at the wall.

"But why don't you call him now? Sarana"

"He is the one that suppose to call me or not me!"

"You too call him now, nothing wrong with that"

"No! Mom, I can't. Him should call not me calling him"

"What are you boyfriend and girlfriend for!"

"He is not my boyfriend!" Said with anger.

"Off course! He is, with the support of we your parents"

"Mummy! Let me tell you the truth and fact"

"What is it?" Put the bag on the hand of the chair.

"I don't like him at all, he don't know how to talk to a woman, he is proud, arrogant----"

"Yes! He is this!, he is that. You are the one that will be controlling him and help him, you know that he grown up at United State and it's normal to be like that"

"Am not the one and I can't control anybody!"

"Not anybody but your boyfriend, my own is that call him even I called him and order him to call you!" Sarana was unhappy, she took her bag back.

"Take care my daughter!" Beat her shoulder and laughed.

"Okay! Bye, be expecting me soon"

"Okay!, bye!" She left and Saran went to her room.

At Mrs Olotun's house, she was in the living room dressed in outfit cloth and ready to go to shop but wanted to talk to her son first and she there calling him. Olawale was in his room still sleeping, he didn't went to work again it was at home that he was doing the work and contact those who needed. It was because of the green passport that was why he was going before but now he knew that they wouldn't released it again since that it was another thing his mother and her friend were planning.

"Olawale!! Answer me now, I have a place to go now!"

"Oh! Mom, am coming" said with loud voice.

"Be fast! Am waiting for you and standing!"

"Sit down now, why are you standing!"

"I should sit down!, come down and answer me!"

"Good morning Mom!" Got down to the living room.

"Good morning! My son, how are you?"

"Am good!, shouting my name I hope no problem?" Sat down on the chair and loot at his mother.

"I want to ask you that do you call Saran at all?"

"No! Even for what?" Changed his looking.

"For what? That is your answer for not calling her?"

"I don't have anything to say, so why should I call her"

"So, what did you used to discuss with that Zinara or what will you discuss to a girl that you first meet?"

"Zinara is my girlfriend now and there will be many things to discuss and gist with her now"

"Good! So, Sarana too is your girlfriend discuss the same with her, you have to call and ask on how she is"

"Oh! All this things is like you are forcing us to do it!"

"It's not force, that is what make relationship grow!"

"Mummy! Don't let it grow even which relationship self!"

"This is my final say, go and call her and you most!"

"And say what?"

"Anything that come to your mouth, start asking"

"Anything, okay!" Said with lower voice.

"So bye! And take care of yourself very well"

"Yes Mom, you too" his mother left and door closed.

"God!, I don't like all this and she will know that I don't call her if I don't now!" He stood up and went to his room to take his phone and came down to the living room back, sat down and calling but she didn't picked.

"See the girl that mother said that I should call now!"

Sarana was in the bathroom taking her bath as she was hearing her phone ringing, she came out after few minutes with the tower and looked at the phone.

"It's Olawale!, let me call him back" started dialing his mobile number and his phone started ringing in his hand and picked it.

"Hello!" Olawale said.

"Hello!, I saw your missed calls!" Said with lower voice.

"It's my mom that ordered me to call you!"

"And I hope no probleml?"

"No! Problem at all". " Okay!, thank God "

"How are you and how is everything?"

"I am good and we thank God, what about you?"

"Am good as well and same here"

"Good!, are you at work or you are at home?"

"Am at home, I do the works at home and what about you, are you at school?"

"You know that we are in holiday now!"

"What is that I know, if I know I will still be asking!"

"But this is not a fight and matter of raising your voice!"

"You see me holding cana that you said it's not a fight!"

"Okay!, am sorry, don't be angry!"

"Sorry for yourself!, don't tell me sorry because am fine!"

"Wait! What is doing you or what just happened to you! Even not your fault at all it's our parents!"

"That are stories, please cut off!" Hang up from the call.

"Nonsense!, lack of manner!" Sarana said with anger showed all over her, put the phone down and dressing.