Don't tell me Mrs Seriki is still unrepentant even after the whole thing has blown back to her face. Thank u candy for this update.

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Oshogbo

It wasn't difficult for them to locate the compound. She parked in front of the house and looked at the elderly man sitting beside her. He stared back at her. No problem so far, just the way they were told.

"Uncle, do you think we are in the right place?" She asked.

The elderly man looked around him as if to confirm if they were in the right place. The truth was, he wasn't sure himself. Neither of them had been here before. They were both following directions on paper.

"Adeola, I'm sure if the description is correct, this is the right place."

Driving through the villages reminded him of so much of his growing up days. He had grown up in one of the villages around Oshogbo. Surprisingly, when they drove through their village, before they got to Oshogbo, he recognized his father's house. Now dilapidated, but will still pass for a house. He made a mental note to talk to his siblings about giving it a facelift.

He glanced at her. She was breathing real quickly, every breath labored. She didn't feel confident about this, but knew she had to do it. It was the right thing to do.

Ever so slowly, they pushed the little gate which surprisingly didn't seem to serve any real purpose as there was no fence. Just the two tiny pillars and the rusty brown gate. She could see the whole compound. An old woman who appeared to be in her seventies sat on a low stool with a tray of melon seed on her frail laps. Little children played with sand around the elderly woman and she 'shooed' them away gently.

The elderly woman raised her head at the sound of the gate.

"Good day ma." She knelt to greet the elderly woman. The elderly woman was used to seeing well dressed visitors with big cars. Her grandchildren are rich and they've been visiting lately. But this woman looked different, she didn't recognize her, and her escort.

She walked farther into the compound, closer to the elderly woman. A few neighbors came out to see what mama was seeing. They all greeted the new comers warmly.

"We are looking for mama iwo." The man said.
"I am." The elderly woman answered. She stood up. "Is anything wrong with my children? Grandchildren?" She was scared. They had only left recently.

"No, we don't eveen know them. We are on a different mission." She said

A neighbor brought a long bench and wiped it clean with the edge of her wrapper. "Sit down ma, sir." She patted the bench. They sat down.

"Who are you?" Mama iwo asked them.
"You can't remember me, mama. But I do remember you now." The man said. The woman looked at him and asked him, with her eyes if she was the one. He nodded, she was the one they came to find. Her mother. She was a long lost child.

No one spoke for a few seconds. Then it dawned on her, this is my mother, she thought.

The man stood up, pointed at the woman. "This is Agbeke, your daughter. Your first child."

Mama iwo cleared her eyes with the back of her hands. She blinked continuously as if to clear her eyes further.

"Agbeke abi ta lo pee?" Mama iwo asked, now on her feet.
"Beeni, it's Agbeke." The man said.

Mama iwo made to move, but she fell instead. People rushed towards mama iwo. Her eyes were shut, mouth open.

Within seconds, buckets of water were emptied on mama iwo. She moved her fingers. "Give her space, please. She needs air." The woman said. She moved towards mama iwo, pulled her eyelids apart, the pupils were dilated. "Get me a wet towel, I'm a doctor." She told them, even as she held on to her mother.

Mama iwo came round after about five minutes.
"A...a..agbe...agbeke..." She held her hands, still frail.
"It's me." The woman wiped her tears. With all her expensive wrapper, she sat on the dusty floor, mama iwo's head on her laps.
"Is this really you?" Mama iwo touched her head, eyes, as if she could disappear again.

"Let's get mama on the chair. You need to dust your wrapper too." The man said as he lifted mama iwo's head from her laps. They both placed her gently on the low stool she vacated. "We need a more comfortable chair." She said.

Quickly, a neighbor pulled up a white plastic chair. They placed mama iwo on the chair. She turned to the man and said, "you brought Agbeke to me after too many years."

"Yes ma, like I said, you don't remember me. I grew up in the North, I'm Banjoko, your sister Ayinke's son."

"Ha, Banjoko." Mama iwo greeted him pleasantly. "How is your mother?" She asked.

"She's fine ma. She directed me and Agbeke here from Ibadan."

Mama could barely utter a coherent sentence. She had endured so much in life. All the years of consolation from friends and family, all the tears she had shed over the loss of Agbeke came back to her like a in a film. She held on to her, afraid of losing her again. She thought of Agbeke's sister and her own life's drama.

"Your sister..." Mama iwo started saying.
"Let's go inside and you will tell me all bout my sister and maybe brothers." Agbeke smiled.

They supported mama iwo as she directed them to her apartment. The neighbors were disappointed. Mama Ola especially would have given anything to hear mama iwo's latest news, especially news from ibadan.

"Mama, I will get drinks for your visitors ma." She said. Anything tto get her within ear shot.

"Never mind aunty. We are just fine." Agbeke told her.

Mama ola was disappointed. Other neighbours laughed at her, the compound gossip.

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so all these plenty amnesia english wey them dey speak no be even wetin dey wori the poor woman(adebimpe)
Mrs Seriki there is Godooo

chief is a kind man... If she truly feels remorse i believe he won't jettison her.
True confession...who remembers that movie?

it has truly been a seductively alluring/compelling story
thank you for this beautiful piece candylicious....

I sha confuse oh
anyway i'm hoping my doubts will be cleared
by the next update...

candy:
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Oshogbo

It wasn't difficult for them to locate the compound. She parked in front of the house and looked at the elderly man sitting beside her. He stared back at her. No problem so far, just the way they were told.

"Uncle, do you think we are in the right place?" She asked.

The elderly man looked around him as if to confirm if they were in the right place. The truth was, he wasn't sure himself. Neither of them had been here before. They were both following directions on paper.

"Adeola, I'm sure if the description is correct, this is the right place."

Driving through the villages reminded him of so much of his growing up days. He had grown up in one of the villages around Oshogbo. Surprisingly, when they drove through their village, before they got to Oshogbo, he recognized his father's house. Now dilapidated, but will still pass for a house. He made a mental note to talk to his siblings about giving it a facelift.

He glanced at her. She was breathing real quickly, every breath labored. She didn't feel confident about this, but knew she had to do it. It was the right thing to do.

Ever so slowly, they pushed the little gate which surprisingly didn't seem to serve any real purpose as there was no fence. Just the two tiny pillars and the rusty brown gate. She could see the whole compound. An old woman who appeared to be in her seventies sat on a low stool with a tray of melon seed on her frail laps. Little children played with sand around the elderly woman and she 'shooed' them away gently.

The elderly woman raised her head at the sound of the gate.

"Good day ma." She knelt to greet the elderly woman. The elderly woman was used to seeing well dressed visitors with big cars. Her grandchildren are rich and they've been visiting lately. But this woman looked different, she didn't recognize her, and her escort.

She walked farther into the compound, closer to the elderly woman. A few neighbors came out to see what mama was seeing. They all greeted the new comers warmly.

"We are looking for mama iwo." The man said.
"I am." The elderly woman answered. She stood up. "Is anything wrong with my children? Grandchildren?" She was scared. They had only left recently.

"No, we don't eveen know them. We are on a different mission." She said

A neighbor brought a long bench and wiped it clean with the edge of her wrapper. "Sit down ma, sir." She patted the bench. They sat down.

"Who are you?" Mama iwo asked them.
"You can't remember me, mama. But I do remember you now." The man said. The woman looked at him and asked him, with her eyes if she was the one. He nodded, she was the one they came to find. Her mother. She was a long lost child.

No one spoke for a few seconds. Then it dawned on her, this is my mother, she thought.

The man stood up, pointed at the woman. "This is Agbeke, your daughter. Your first child."

Mama iwo cleared her eyes with the back of her hands. She blinked continuously as if to clear her eyes further.

"Agbeke abi ta lo pee?" Mama iwo asked, now on her feet.
"Beeni, it's Agbeke." The man said.

Mama iwo made to move, but she fell instead. People rushed towards mama iwo. Her eyes were shut, mouth open.

Within seconds, buckets of water were emptied on mama iwo. She moved her fingers. "Give her space, please. She needs air." The woman said. She moved towards mama iwo, pulled her eyelids apart, the pupils were dilated. "Get me a wet towel, I'm a doctor." She told them, even as she held on to her mother.

Mama iwo came round after about five minutes.
"A...a..agbe...agbeke..." She held her hands, still frail.
"It's me." The woman wiped her tears. With all her expensive wrapper, she sat on the dusty floor, mama iwo's head on her laps.
"Is this really you?" Mama iwo touched her head, eyes, as if she could disappear again.

"Let's get mama on the chair. You need to dust your wrapper too." The man said as he lifted mama iwo's head from her laps. They both placed her gently on the low stool she vacated. "We need a more comfortable chair." She said.

Quickly, a neighbor pulled up a white plastic chair. They placed mama iwo on the chair. She turned to the man and said, "you brought Agbeke to me after too many years."

"Yes ma, like I said, you don't remember me. I grew up in the North, I'm Banjoko, your sister Ayinke's son."

"Ha, Banjoko." Mama iwo greeted him pleasantly. "How is your mother?" She asked.

"She's fine ma. She directed me and Agbeke here from Ibadan."

Mama could barely utter a coherent sentence. She had endured so much in life. All the years of consolation from friends and family, all the tears she had shed over the loss of Agbeke came back to her like a in a film. She held on to her, afraid of losing her again. She thought of Agbeke's sister and her own life's drama.

"Your sister..." Mama iwo started saying.
"Let's go inside and you will tell me all bout my sister and maybe brothers." Agbeke smiled.

They supported mama iwo as she directed them to her apartment. The neighbors were disappointed. Mama Ola especially would have given anything to hear mama iwo's latest news, especially news from ibadan.

"Mama, I will get drinks for your visitors ma." She said. Anything tto get her within ear shot.

"Never mind aunty. We are just fine." Agbeke told her.

Mama ola was disappointed. Other neighbours laughed at her, the compound gossip.

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joliej:
I sha confuse oh
anyway i'm hoping my doubts will be cleared
by the next update...

Don't be confused dear. A looong lost child is reunited with her mother. The web is just getting more intricately woven. Let's see the connection.

Adeola is Mrs seriki Dr friend. Who is believed now to be born again. She is trying to right her wrong.

A̶̲̥̅♍ all eyes and ears

I did'nt understand oooooo. Who is Agbeke ?

YasirNasir:
I did'nt understand oooooo. Who is Agbeke ?

Agbeke is Dr Adeola. Helen Seriki's friend

Waiting candy........

Nice update candy

MaBuk:


Agbeke is Dr Adeola. Helen Seriki's friend

Thanks

Yeah, I'm back!!!!

I must confess, I'm the most luckiest being on earth, for being among the reader of this amazing story, Candy, you are a darling

I've gone for just 48hours, and it was like I've gone like 48days, now back on track, and back to business

Your last update got me confuse small, but I trust you, in the next update, you will surely chase away the confusing state in my mind...

Keep 'em comming

Kai!!!!!!!!!! I don miss o, helen is facing her demon already tank God, Dr adeola smart is also visiting her past. The story is becoming more interesting. But wait o candy, hw come adeola's mum lost her and hw cm adeola smart didn't find her way home earlier dan dis? CANDY na u o, can't wait 2 read the root of this. More strength 2 ur fingers.

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This twist was inspired by a true life story, with a blend of the writer's imagination. It was part of what inspired the title originally. Somehow, fate keeps bringing people together. Enjoy.

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"My husband's eldest wife was the one that took you to Kano in 1967. She was like your mother." Mama Iwo narrated. "We were told their lorry had an accident after Jebba. Life was not this easy then, they couldn't even account for the number of passengers on board."

Dr Adeola Smart had grown up in an Anglican church, the only one in Jebba then. She always knew the parishioners that kept her were not her birth parents because season after season, she never changed home but she kept changing parents.

At fourteen, she followed a group of missionaries to Kabba. She stayed with them and quickly made new friends. She had always liked to speak English and she was already going to school. She made a special friend, Helen. They became inseparable. Helen was wayward, somehow, she found a worthy companion in Adeola. By July of the following year, they were already living off laborers from Lokoja.

With their determination, they both attended teachers' training college and Adeola proceeded to the university to study medicine. She quickly became very popular because of her outstanding academic brilliance. She always knew a part of her was missing, she just never really bothered to think about it. Most people saw her as that tough woman with the heart of stone, inside, she was just a lost child who never stopped dreaming of finding herself someday.

Some decades later, and just like any other day, she had attended to an elderly patient who was having CVA. She became very interested in the woman and her children because of all the love they showered on her. Somehow, she was reminded of her missed childhood.

On a bright saturday morning in May of 2013, she made a trip back to Jebba, the only root she remembered. For many years, she had deliberately avoided the inevitable deep digging. But on this particular day, she knew there was no turning back. She was able to gather a few informations about her early life through the church. The information had lead her to the family of a woman who was in the ill-fated lorry that brought her and her step mother to Jebba.

She dabbed her eyes with her handkerchief as she narrated her story.

"Our sister is in Ibadan with her children." One of her two younger brothers told her. "Its funny you never met."

She smiled. "Who knows, maybe we've met." She said thoughtfully.
"I don't know her address, but I have her daughter's phone number. we can call her..."

"No," she cut him short. "I will go and find her. All I need is the number, and you can come with me if you like." She told them.

They were all excited to make the trip. She checked her watch, it was 5:10pm. "Can we still go today? Ibadan is just one hour thirty minutes away." She looked at them all for answer.

They all agreed to make the trip. By the time the clock struck half hour, they had bade mama goodbye and were already heading out of Oshogbo.


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Oya candy, be fast

Candy ehhh. This is getting over interesting and scary. Hum, the sister may be madam ty mother oo or madam ty herself. Please when is the next updates?

Candy ehhh. This is getting over interesting and scary. Hum, the sister may be madam ty mother oo or madam ty herself. Please when is the next update?

sammyomotola:
Oya candy, be fast

MaBuk:
Please when is the next update?

Go drink water on top that ona na

I wan go do shopping.

I said it candy, that the twist and turns will never end. I knew it. I just had that feeling that most of them (ppl in the story) are going to be connected kind of. Now, Adeola Smart is madam ty's sis. Very interesting.
Helen can't lie about the whole thing any longer.
It's truly 'the WEB'.

Patiently waiting...

Impatiently waiting

WEB! such a nice story

Dat witch is exposed at last oh!! Let me dnt talk jst yet buh I think madam ty nd adeola are related. Ouch! My mouth don run oh

Getting complicated and interesting at the same time. I like

nice piece

So, Adebimpe and Adeola are...

Im-Patiently waiting

candy pls am very very confused here o! Could u pls xplain?

me likey d twist n turns. Ride on Candy, u re d 'bestest'

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The heavy traffic at Iwo road, under bridge wasted their time., Baba Ola, the youngest of the brothers, an experienced taxi driver, offered to help her but she couldn't trust him with the car. She was left alone with the task of maneuvering the car on the busy road.

By the time they turned off the Ojoo/ iwo road express at general gas junction, she was fagged out. The drive down to Oshogbo, the emotional reunion, and now the drive back, had drained her. Elder, her immediate younger brother and the most outspoken of the two brothers, dialed their niece's number several times without luck.

Luckily, the maid had prepared a sumptuous meal of ground rice and efo riro for them before they got home.

Senator Smart had frowned at the unexpected guests, but he was kind enough to welcome them with wide arms and a forced smile.

"They are my younger brothers, we have to tolerate them." She pleaded with him in their bed room when he insisted the driver should drive them to their guest chalet at Samonda.

"You are lucky Sharon and Amber are not around." He told her.

"I know, but you know how important this is to me."

"I understand. I'm just surprised at how soft you've become. We were all the family you ever wanted, why this sudden change?" He asked his wife, who just sat and listened.

She knew she had changed. Even when she heard about her husband's newest baby boy, she never bothered. In the past, she had fought each of the women rumored to have his children. Now, all that mattered were her children and the new family she just found.

The clock chimed 9:30pm. He switched on the bedside lamp and got under the cover beside his wife.The bedroom tv was still on. On most occasions, she switched it off once he started snoring. within minutes, he slept off. First, she switched the tv off remotely then stretched her hand towards the bedside drawer.

In a trance of anxiety, reaching for the phone on the night stand, Dr Adeola Smart looked at the number she was about to dial. She must be sleeping, she thought. Then she dialed and ended the call immediately. She looked at the bedside clock, it was 10:15pm.

Just then, her phone rang back. She checked the screen, it was her niece's number, the one she just dialed. With shaky hands, she picked the call.

"Hello." She said.
"Hi." The caller responded with gruff voice. She sounded sleepy.
"I'm sorry I bothered you earlier." Dr Adeola apologized.
"It's ok. Who is calling?" She asked

"Em, I don't know how this will sound, but I'm your aunt, your mum's sister."

Silence. The voice sounded familiar to Bolu. "Your voice sounds familiar, have we met?" She asked.

"No, I'm trying to reach my sister, your mother, her name is Bimpe."

"I'm ending this call now, mrs.419. My mother doesn't have ANY sister." Emphasis on any, then she hung up.

"419ers," Bolu whispered in her husband's ears as she snuck back under the sheets beside him.

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Dr Adeola drove to Olodo, one brother sat in front with her, the other had the back seat to himself.

Elder had reached their sister on phone in the morning, which was what prompted the olodo trip. They had a pleasant surprise from Oshogbo, they told her. They agreed to meet at baba ibadan's place at olodo.

Dr Adeola pushed the Honda to over a hundred at the iwo road-olodo express. She was incredibly, painfully anxious and excited.

"Take it easy o." The brother at the back cautioned. They both held the edge of their seats. It was the wildest ride of their lives.

"Don't worry, the road is good." She smiled and brought it down to eighty, then back to 100. She rounded a bend so fast the honda nearly skidded off the road.

"You are taking the next junction." Elder, her immediate younger informed her.

"Ok." She finally slowed down. The brothers heaved a big sigh of relief. "I've never been to this part of Ibadan before." She told them, for conversations sake. She got off the monatan-olodo express at the garage junction as directed by her brother and drove down following further directions.

"There, park under that tree after the bend." Elder told him.

She pulled up under the tree as instructed. She locked the car remotely after they all got out. Standing before them was a small unpainted house, without a fence, just like most of the other houses around.

"Dr!!!" Madam ty rushed towards the visitors. "What are you doing here? And Elder and baba Ola! What's going on?" She asked excitedly.

Dr Smart hugged her. "I'm actually here to meet someone. Here, meet my brothers; Elder and Baba Ola." She pointed at them.

"That's my sister, Adebimpe, the one we came to meet." Baba Ola told her.

Eyes almost popped off the sockets as Dr Adeola gasped for air. She was so shocked she lost her breaths. "Adebimpe, my...my...my sis...sister?" She was obviously out of breath.

"Sit down." Baba ibadan offered her a seat and handed her a satchet of pure water. She took it but didn't bother drinking it.

"O ti o, do you know each other before now?" Elder asked.

"Yes, my brother. We go way back." Madam ty explained to her brother. "She's the same Dr Smart I told you about, Mrs Seriki's friend."

Adebimpe was equally confused. "What's going on here?" She asked her brothers. The brothers explained the whole story to her. "Yes, she's Agbeke, the one whose pictures mama hid under her wrappers. She's our elder sister."

The sisters moved closer to each other and were locked in a tight embrace. "Let's go inside," baba ibadan suggested.

"I am sorry for everything that happened in the past. Some of it, I take responsibility for." Dr Smart apologized to her sister, her tear stained face appeared older. She had been unfair to this woman, and she knew it. She felt truly sorry.

Madam ty hugged her again. "Dr...I mean, sister, don't even think of it. You have helped me locate my son..."

"Don't thank me," Dr Adeola sobbed into her sister's shoulders. "I was part of the problem."

"But you helped her eventually, even when you didn't know she was your sister." Baba ibadan consoled her.

"Let bygones be bygones." Baba ola advised. "Let's think of how to move on from here."

"I can't wait to see Bolu and Tobi's expression when they hear this." Madam ty smiled. "We are meeting in their father's house on Saturday. We should go together." She looked at Dr Adeola.

"Yes, yes, yes...we should." She said with a big smile.


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Shuuuuuu. So na only Mrs Helen Seriki waka come? Candy, diaris Godoooooooo. Well analysed breathtaking suspense story. This is a bomb mehn......