Too late to quit - Final part

 I  watched Chike  and his family members left empty handed, living all the things they brought to my house including the dowry which was about to be paid.

I was weak, I could not speak nor do anything at that moment. But when I saw Chike, living my house without saying anything to me, I gathered some strength, living Mama, Papa, my Siblings and those that came to my house, and ran to meet Chike.

‘’Chike’’, I shouted from afar, with a heavy heart and pains. ‘’ Chike, please wait for me. I am living with you.’’

I managed to catch up with him and held his Agbada. ‘’ Chike, I don’t believe what they said; I don’t think we are related. Even mama didn’t say anything, we are not cousins Chike. It is impossible .There might be a mistake somewhere. Don’t you think so?’’

Chike saw the pains I am feeling, and I could feel his pains too. He said: ‘’ I know how you feel, especially for this kind of thing to happen today. Just be strong for me and wait for me, I will come back for you, I don’t care what they say about us, we are not related. I found you and I grew to love you. And the love is still in my heart. It’s not going anywhere or for anybody.’’

I remained silent and I could gather courage and strength from his words. We said our good byes and they left our premises.

Immediately I got home, my mum didn’t wait for me to seat down, she came to me with tears and a swollen face as a proof that she has been crying ever since the news broke in.

She said with a crooked voice: ‘’ Amaka, please don’t marry this young man; he is your uncle per say, if you can’t accept the fact that he is your cousin. It is a long story. My mother and his mum are siblings. We all grew apart as time goes on. We never got to know ourselves neither do your siblings. This is a sin and you should not commit it.’’

Chike and I had gone too far to call it a quit and I can’t even tell my parents that I am carrying his child but I must let them know. As far as this concerns me, it is too late to call it a quit.

I started to open up to my mum and my siblings, but my dad didn’t care about my welfare.

‘’Mama! I am sorry, Chike and I have gone too far to turn back, and the worst is…… I am... I am carrying his child’’

I broke into tears and fell, and before I know what was happening, mama was lying on the floor and my siblings surrounded her.

‘’Mama!mama!mama!’’I called her name severally and my siblings tried to wake her up but no avail.

My mother is dead! Yes she is gone and she is no more, all because of me. I don’t know how it all happened, but it was so sudden for her to give up. Not now that I need her the most.

After so many years of waiting for Chike and with his Child, my father grew bitter day after day, with the loss of my mother, he couldn’t stand my daughter. He shouts at her at every little thing she does.

Chike came back for us as he promised and we finally got married, although, both families disapproved our union. Sometimes I asked myself: ‘’ could this be true love’’?

Well I guess it is true love and I guess not, I Amaka, got married to my uncle. I could not still believe it.

My husband and I are going through hard times now. I am happy though with my husband because he loves me more than the world itself but  I feel we went against the laws.

It’s still a shock to me that I got married to my cousin, my father had disowned me, even my siblings , rejected me, will God also reject me? I have been on my bed all day thinking about my life and the future of my children.