THE HOUSEMAID DISASTER
“shine bright like a diamond”
“shine bright like a diamond…..”
Angela tossed on her bed, the phone kept ringing. She peered at the screen, It was “Sweet mother” calling.
She tossed again from one side of the bed to another, she was still enjoying her sleep. It was the ringing phone that woke her up. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, It was 5.25am.
She wondered why her mother could be calling so early that morning.
“Good morning mum”She finally spoke into the phone.
“Angela Angela are you alright?”Mrs uwa asked from the other end of telephone.
“I’m alright mum, I hope there is no problem”Angela asked curiously. Her mother’s voice didn’t sound normal.
“Angela, i had a dream that’s why i called you” Mrs uwa said with a shaky voice.
“A dream?”Angela asked yawning.
“Angela, i had a dream, you were travelling by a bus, sitting very comfortably on your seat and then a lady came out from nowhere and started dragging the seat with you. The seat that you paid ticket for. What baffled me was that everybody in the bus kept quiet as if they didn’t see what was happening. Then she finally pulled you out of the fast moving bus and you fell down on the express road. Immediately, i woke up”She narrated with a deep sigh of confusion.
Angela heaved and yawned again.
“Mama, it’s just only a dream. Don’t worry okay? I’m fine”Angela said.
“No no no Angela, my dreams are not just dreams. I hardly dream and when i have one, its usually a revelation because it later comes to pass. Angela,you must pray hard, pray real hard because i sense danger” Mrs uwa warned. Angela was reluctant to saying anything.
Her mother’s dreams comes into reality though but only one case gave her doubts. Her little sister was taken by unknown gunmen few months after her birth and they never heard anything about her again. She felt her sister could be dead if not blood and destiny ought to have brought them together again but her mother kept saying that her lost daughter was still alive that she dreams of it.
Angela openly doubted the possibility of her still being alive. She also remembered how her mother had told them she had a dream where her aunty, her mother’s sister had an accident and died. Her mother had told her sister about it and asked her to pray. They too prayed over it. Few months later, her aunty died in a ghastly motor accident.
Angela became scared. She clasped her hand together and muttered something.
“Angela you must come over so we can pray over this. Tell David about it, I’m very sure he would allow you come” Mrs uwa said before finally hanging up.
Angela got up immediately and went up to David to tell him about it. David granted her the permission without wasting anytime.
The pastor, Angela and her mother visited told Angela that she must fast for seven days (6am-3am) and at the end of the fast, she must come for prayers. Because of this, she stayed over at her parents place as instructed by her mother.
The pastor didn’t actually explain the dream but he only said he sensed danger.
David rolled again on the big bed, curling up at one end to see if sleep would welcome him into it’s soothing arms. He kept still expecting it to come but it never came. Not even a shadow of that blessing called sleep did he see.
He knew for certain that there was no way sleep can take him away in his thoughts.
He was thinking, thinking about Sonia but trying to convince himself that it was his dear Angela he was thinking of. He fought those thoughts but they persisted. He found it strange how Sonia filled up his mind, heart and thoughts. They have lived for quite a longtime and he never felt like this before, he wondered if it could be because of the fact that Angela was not around.
He shook his head negatively. That was not the first time Angela left the house without returning for few days. Of course the poor girl was a maid,employed to help out with the household chores, he never saw any need of thinking about her when he had Angela but tonight he just couldn’t understand what was happening.
He had called Angela on the phone few minutes ago and they gisted and laughed for sometime before bidding each other goodnight but still, the beautiful image of Sonia couldn’t get out of his mind. It was as if someone held her picture to his face for him to see and he was trying to push it away but the person holding it refused letting go. Just like when someone tells you to shut your eyes and think about other things apart from him surely, you must think about that person and try not to.
A memory flashed into his mind was the day Sonia showed up when he was watching a football match. He remembered the way she had appeared and how lovely she looked. Another memory that got him up on his feet was when he saw her sleeping in her room with everything that made her a woman open for him to see. He equally remembered when she stood up and the bedspread fell down. He pictured her fair, elegant and inviting bossom, her tempting curves and shapes.
He swallowed hard and made for the door as the whole incident kept replaying in his head. He headed towards her room, though he didn’t know what he was going there to do but he felt like beholding her face physically, perhaps, it could help cure this new sickness of his.