Unbreakable Episode 6
EUNICE ANSAH-AGYEMAN
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EPISODE 6
Nurse Araba was at Maya’s side before she knew it.
She helped her get the baby to latch onto her breast. He sucked a bit and started crying again.
Maya was perplexed now.
She was sure she would never get it right.
Nurse Araba took time to reiterate what to do and not to do and taught her how to take care of her son.
She explained the reasons babies cried, and the need for a mother to keep trying alternatives until the right chord was attained.
Maya was grateful for having her.
For some reason, Auntie Araba reminded her so much of her Mom.
At first, Maya felt uncomfortable when the boy sucked her breast but got used to it in no time.
She had all the reasons in the world to make something out of her life.
Another human depended on her for survival and that gave her enough reason to live.
True to her words, nurse Araba was kind enough to show her around the house.
The sight of the interior decorations took Maya’s breath away and made her resolve to strive to get something close to that.
The huge house seemed like two estate houses joined together and Nurse Araba confirmed it.
Nurse Araba mentioned that she inherited some fortune from her father five years back, and not wanting to waste it, she went looking for a house to buy.
She found one and bought it.
Her initial plan was to rent it out and make some money out of it but then she fell in love with the environment and decided to move in.
It was a three-bedroom semi-detached house.
Shortly after she moved in she encountered a problem.
Her next-door neighbour was very noisy.
He would play music deep into the night depriving her of sleep.
One evening, when she could not take it anymore, she pounded on the guy’s door until he answered.
He came out in his boxers and acted all rude.
He did not understand why she was pounding on his door like that.
She told him quite outright that his loud music was keeping her up.
He laughed and went back inside without saying a word.
She waited to see if he would turn the music down and when he did, she left.
She did not hear the loud music or see him for more than two months.
Then one evening, as she waited for the electronic gate to her house to open, he came by and asked if she would care to listen to some good music with him.
She reluctantly agreed and one thing led to another and they were married a year afterwards.
He came up with the idea of merging the two houses and she had watched him put in his best efforts to make it what it was now, their beautiful paradise.
The house had a main hall, six executive bedrooms, a living area and a plush library.
The corridors on each side of the living room were decorated with pictures on the walls and vases filled with beautiful flowers lined up expertly on the floors.
The pictures were arranged in chronological order.
The part of the house that took Maya’s breath away was the main hall.
It had an eclectic collection of silver trays on all the walls.
Two huge bouquets of the most exotic flowers stood on each side of the biggest flat-screen TV Maya had ever seen.
The sofa alone was breathtaking. They were huge, beautiful and comfortable. There were two end tables stacked with magazines and other reads at each end of the sofa.
Maya’s favourite was the curtains.
Their beauty and extensive design made her feel at home.
The floors were beautifully patterned, adding tactile and visual interest to the hall.
A huge aquarium had been used to divide the dining area from the hall.
There was a huge painting of Nurse Araba and her husband hanging inches above the television set.
They stepped onto the compound and Maya was again impressed with the display of creativity.
That night as the crickets sang their beautiful songs, Maya told herself she was going to be successful.
She knew it would not be easy but she was going to do it.
She was going to start small and make it big.
Maya told herself there was nothing that would stop her.
She was going to try till she made it.
She was going to put in her best efforts and succeed.
Yes, she had to do it for her parents and her son’s sake.
She wanted to live comfortably.
She did not want her son to lack anything in life.
Maya had some small money saved.
All she needed was a place and a few things for the kind of trade she wanted to go into.
She went back to her jotted ideas and edited them as was necessary.
Maya retired to bed after feeding the baby and taking a descent bath for the first time in months.
For two months, Maya became the helping hand Nurse Araba needed.
She cleaned, washed, cooked and did all she could to please the one person who had shown her kindness and mercy in her darkest moments in life.
Nurse Araba grew very fond of her.
Maya woke up earlier than usual one particular day.
She made sure the furniture was polished, the laundry was done, the floors cleaned and the flowers dusted and watered.
That night, Nurse Araba’s husband was coming home.
Nurse Araba cooked that day.
She was really excited her husband was coming home.
He arrived in the night.
Nurse Araba was in the shower when he arrived and because he was not using his own car, which had been configured with the electronic gate, Maya went to open the gates for him.
Maya helped him carry his luggage and other items into the house and left for her room.
The baby was sleeping so she decided to go over her mother’s recipes.
She had settled on selling toasted bread and ‘sobolo’ drink for starters.
She had paid for a small place near a provision store in a developing residential area.
Maya had purchased a manual toaster.
All she was left with were some bottles for the ‘sobolo’, a container she would use to transport the items around and a table for the evenings.
She realized to her dismay that her son’s temperature was a bit high and decided to go to the medical cabinet in the kitchen for something to bring down the fever.
That was when she heard Nurse Araba and her husband arguing over her.
“Why the hell didn’t you tell me about her before you let her into my house?” he said.
“Honey, I made a rash decision, forgive me. I didn’t think it would be a problem. I also didn’t want to worry you with domestic issues while you were working. Please, I live here too, you know?”
“So, you think you can bring any thief in here without my consent? I’m the head of this family and you better start respecting that. I am not going to argue with you over a tramp like her. She has no business in this house. I want you to send her parking in the morning. End of discussion.”
“But, honey. The poor girl has no one to go to. Besides, she’s very helpful around the house. I was thinking of keeping her.”
“Lady, you’ve heard me. That’s how they are. They warm up to you and strike when you least expect it. They are wolves in sheep’s skin. If you want help, go to the agencies. They will give you someone reliable. I don’t have to feed anyone and her bastard son. She’s not staying, that’s my final word.”
“Honey, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. Please reconsider. I would have understood you if I were in your shoes. Please support me on this one. I’m begging you to be a little patient. She will go, but give me a little time, please!”
“You’ve heard my word on that. Let me warn you, if I come to meet her here tomorrow I will leave and not come back. The two of us can’t stay under one roof if you are not going to respect me.”
Maya was devastated.
She knew she had to leave to salvage the rising tempers. She went to the kitchen quietly and took the medicine, and then she tiptoed to her room, gave her son the required dosage and started putting her things together that night whilst she watched over her son.
By the time she was up the next morning, Nurse Araba’s husband was already out of the house.
She cleaned up and told Nurse Araba she overheard their argument in the night. She told her she needed to leave to make peace.
Maya lied to her that she was going back to Sekondi to see if her Uncle and his wife would take her back.
Nurse Araba wanted her to wait till she got some money from her account for her the next day.
She would take her to a friend’s house that day but Maya felt it was time to find her own feet.
She was now a mother whether she liked it or not and she had to sweat to care for her son.
Furthermore, she would not like Nurse Araba to suffer all that emotional pain because of her presence.
She had to break free and the time was now.
If she missed that chance to move on, she would probably never make it.
She tearfully bid Nurse Araba well and wrote a little thank you note for her husband too.
Somehow, she understood him.
She was a total stranger.
Most men were realists and did not allow their emotions to cloud their judgments.
Maya moved from place to place that day looking for a place to lay her head.
Everywhere she went looking for accommodation, they requested an arm and a leg for just a tiny room which lacked the basic amenities.
She walked through the developing area and found an uncompleted building with no occupants and decided to make do with it. All she needed was a place to lay her head for the night. She found a short broom close by and used it to clean up.
Maya, exhausted and afraid, cried her eyes out when she heard the various sounds that came from the numerous mosquitoes around that night and told herself she had to work hard and get out of the dark place soon.
She had to stop depending on people for her livelihood.
She needed to change her sad story to a happy one.
Maya promised herself to build a shelter of sorts for the homeless when she made it.
It would not be totally free but affordable to ease the trouble of accommodation for the homeless.
She was going to allow them to pay by the day. They would not need to look for two years in advance before they could get a place to lay their troubled heads.
The thought of owning something like that was very refreshing.
It would bring her so much joy if she could do that in her lifetime and since she did not know when her days on earth would end, she had to do it soon.
Maya, in all her anguish and despair, was grateful for the gift of life though. At least, she was alive and that meant everything was possible.
She was sure God had kept her alive and brought her this far for a purpose.
She was also grateful for her son, who was sound asleep under a baby’s mosquito net provided by the clinic she delivered him in a building that was half-roofed without doors or windows.
The inside floors were not even cemented but in all things, Maya was happy she got somewhere to lay her head.
As she lay surrounded by total darkness with the moon as her only light source she felt scared but knew God was with them and nothing bad would happen.
She told herself she was going to break all the chains that bound her in misery and let go of all the pain and disappointments that had been her only companion since her parents died.
She was going to heal the wounds her delicate heart had suffered and make sure happiness found her.
Maya was going to let go of all the regrets she felt and make sure she never repeated the mistakes of the past.
She was starting afresh; the past was gone with its troubles.
She was going to live as if her life had begun all over again.
And she was sure a better world was waiting and all she needed was the willpower and wisdom to take it.
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