EPISODE 4
I disappeared to the city before the cock crowed.
My parents were disappointed, and so as Ude, the king, and other high chiefs.
They became more worried and couldn't stop calling our relatives and all they got was a 'nay' answer.
They were bothered not knowing I had gone to the city.
I got to the city before 10:00 am that day.
The city I went to was Onitsha. It was my maternal home and I didn't know my mother's territory.
I was staring at the tall building immediately after I stepped out of the bus.
People were heading to their various places.
I was walking sluggishly as I didn't know where I was going.
It was an express road and cars were moving to and fro.
Then, looking at the other side of the road, I saw a restaurant. People filled up the restaurant eating and drinking.
It was full of men who were all of age.
I transversed immediately and asked people around who owned the eatery. And they pointed at a young lady who was called Madam Iron by some old men present.
Forthwith, I approached the woman.
I told her that I want to be working at her eatery.
At first, the woman was acerbic and her mouth was acidic.
She allowed me to narrate my touchy story and she was touched - she felt pity.
She accepted to take me as her helper and I was very happy.
At least, I had a place to lay my head.
She said that my salary would be five thousand naira monthly.
I grinned like a Cheshire cat because five thousand naira was very enormous to me then.
The next day, I started working.
We had a lot of customers who were coming to our shop and we were making massive sales.
Some men gave me some money and I was saving them.
Each time they give me money, I wouldn't tell my madam - I would keep mute and hide it in my undie because she usually search my pocket.
One day, it was 8:00 pm. We had finished selling for that day and we were about to head home.
Madam Iron's friend Ifeoma came around and saw me.
Her jaw dropped when she saw me.
"My friend, who is this fine girl?" Ifeoma asked my madam after they had exchanged pleasantries.
"She is my house help: she is helping me to sell and do some work in the house" Madam Iron replied.
"She is beautiful and well-endowed," Ifeoma said.
"Yes, she is" my madam replied.
"My friend, you can use her and make more money for yourself," Ifeoma said like an eager beaver.
"How do you mean?" My madam queried her as though she was curious.
"You can make her your sex slave using her to get money from men" Ifeoma whispered.
"That would be a good way to make money, you won't cease to amaze me, Ifeoma!" My madam replied.
They sniggered continuously thinking that I didn't hear what they discussed.
My blood ran cold while pondering out the doom that will befall me.
To be continued...
