To Hate Emmanuel Johnsons - Episode 30

Mrs rukky's pov:

Today is my only child's 3 years death anniversary. She died on this

same bridge and i have made it an habit to come here every year since

she died in that horrible motor accident on our way from sapele. In my

hand is a red rose. I always bring a red rose and place it by the side

of the road. My little olivia. She was just seven. She didn't have to

die. She never even got justice for her death. The drunk sadistic

bastard who took her away from me is probably out there living his

life free. I would surely get him!. After placing the rose by the side

of the road, i walk to the edge of the bridge and stare into the river

below. I close my eyes and remember the good old days. My husband and

i were married for 11 years without a child before a friend of mine

introduced me to a herbalist. After taking native herbs for almost a

year, i was able to conceive. That was how i gave birth to olivia. She

was beautiful. She completed us. My husband and i grew much closer and

our love grew because of olivia. We gave her everything. She was

perfect. Everything was perfect

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. Now, everything was the total

opposite of perfect. My husband left me after olivia died. I don't

blame him though, because i died with olivia. I became a shell of my

self and pushed him away. I became an hysterical old woman. Some

people labelled me mad. I began talking to my self and i saw olivia

everywhere i looked. He couldn't take losing a child and an mentally

unstable wife at the same time so he left. Now, i live alone in abraka

at my family house. Both my parents are dead and since i didn't want

to live in the city with reminders of olivia everywhere, i moved

there. Still lost in thoughts, i didn't notice the accident close by.

It was until i heard people screaming that i saw the gruesome sight. A

really expensive car is half way off the bride with the bridge railing

barely stopping it from falling. I walk closer and see the driver of

the car open the back door and let a little girl out. She is sobbing.

As i get closer, my eyes bulge. Its olivia!. The man in the car is

paying attention to the person in the passenger seat so i go over to

my baby girl.

"olivia" i call out and the little girl turns to me. She looks smaller

than the last time i saw her and her nose is different but i don't

care. I won't let her leave again. I bend and hug her. The little girl

stiffen but then goes lax. I sob on her hair as i hug her. Then i

notice blood on her head, i pull away from her and see that she's

unconscious.

"no!. You cant die on me again" i sob. I board a taxi quickly and take

her to the hospital just at the outskirt of town. As soon as i got to

divine favour hospital, the doctor check her in. After being in there

with her for awhile the doctor comes out and tells me to follow him.

When we get to his office, he sits and points me to a chair opposite

him.

"how is my daughter?" i ask him

"she will be fine. Its a concussion. Her blood level is low though.

Has she been sick recently?" he asks

"umm. I think so" i say. The doctor looks at me with narrow eyes but goes on.

"she needs blood. The test i ran, shows that she is blood group O--."

"my olivia is not blood group O. She is type AB." i interrupt

"i am the doctor here, and i just checked. If you don't have similar

blood types maybe you should call your husband to donate or buy from

the hospital blood bank" i am confuse. Olivia was blood group AB. I

remember this because she got sick alot before we left for sapele and

she underwent series of test.

"I'll buy" i tell the doctor and he nods. I go back to olivia's room

and stare at her. Is she really my olivia or is my mind playing tricks

on me?. Well why did she answer when i called her olivia. Well God

must have sent her to me so i am never letting her go.

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. She is my baby

girl. I brush her hair from her face and she opens her eyes.

"who are you?. My head hurts, what happened to me?" she asks

"don't you remember me?" she shakes her head no.

"what do you remember?" i ask her. She thinks then looks at me, lost.

"i am your mother" i tell, then she smiles.

I call the doctor and after checking her he confirms that the little

girl has amnesia. According her him, her memories are too painful for

her to bear so her brain suppressed it. This must be fate, i think.

After the transfusion, i leave the hospital with olivia and go

immediately to the bus stop where i board a bus heading to abraka. At

the bus stop, i see a guy asking about a little girl who he left at

the bridge and i hide behind a bus. I think he sees me as he comes

towards me but he just walks pass me without looking down where olivia

bent to relieve her bladder. As soon as he passes, i drag olivia off

the ground and hurry into the bus. We seat at the back where i know no

one would pay us any attention. I sigh in relief and smile at olivia

"i love you, olivia" i tell her

"i love you too mom" she answers and my heart swells