Hotel Palaver - Season 1 - Episode 25

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Hotel Palaver - Season 1 - Episode 25

Then I suggested we follow them out and I’ll get the car tomorrow. “What if the car disappears before tomorrow?”
I’ll go report to the policemen. There’s no point feeling guilty about this. It’s nothing” I assured walking towards the policemen.
I got to the hotel some minutes before twelve, Jummy was already asleep. There was no means to reach Adesuwa to find out if she had gotten home safely.
Her phone wasn’t with her.

Adesuwa’s POV
I arrived home five minutes before twelve. Lucky for me, there was light. I heard Ivie yelling. She wasn’t the kind to shout.
She has always been quiet. I walked in to see my aunt with a black face. Someone had beaten her.

“Mom you might not have shame, but I’m ashame of you. Because of you every calls me a s--t. I’ve had it up to here with this behavior”

“Ivie no dey shout for my head” My aunt warned, “What happened?” I asked, trying to get a good understanding of the scenario.
“Mom was caught with a cheating husband and she was beaten”

“Na true?” I asked Aunt Margaret who hissed and walked into the room.
Ivie sat on the chair in tears. She was sobbing. “We don’t choose our parents Ivie, it’s not enough reason to cry this way”
“I’m not just crying over mom okay? I’m worried about Chidi.” She confessed and I rolled my eyes.

“He hasn’t been feeling too well since you turned down his proposal. I think you should visit him, maybe he’ll feel better.” She pleaded and I gave the matter a quick thought.
Then it occurred to me- Ivie likes Chidi! It finally made sense.

I stopped by at the school since the secondary school students were having their Saturday lessons. I was told that my bag was in the proprietress’ office.

In the office, i noticed my money was missing, i didn’t care about that. All I wanted that moment was my d--n phone which was shockingly missing too.

I glanced at the proprietress and then my handbag. “Mam, where is my phone?” “Are you crazy? Do I look like a thief in your eyes?”
“Who brought my bag here?”
“A student did” she answered and i sat weakly on the chair.

Tosin’s POV
I’ve always lived a free life away from Mom’s control. It was her control that drove me out of my way. I really don’t like to pin my pregnancy on anyone but part of it was because I wanted whatsoever mom didn’t want.

My parents are not the happiest couple. I know a lot of secrets that I shouldn’t about them. I’ve always been left on my own.
I didn’t get pinned to any relationship and my twins were well taken care of and loved by their grandparents; attending the best school in Lagos.

Well I didn’t get pinned to any relationship, not until mom came back from India.
It was as though she left her sanity and sanctity in India.

It was in the evening, I had just managed to put the twins to bed. Mom and Dad were in the sitting room.

Mom was watching E! News. I just saw Dad give her a look. She must have definitely gotten the remote control from him by force.
“Hello darling” she said to me and I laughed.

“Should I be scared?” I asked and Dad laughed.

“You’re not in any reasonable relationship are you?” She asked and I wondered where the topic was heading to.
“Come sit close to me” she requested and I shook my head.

“I’m okay where I am”
“Okay, whatever you say. So I kinda set you up on a date with a business partner”
“Wait mom, are you serious right now?”
“Do you see me laughing?”
“Without my permission?” I snapped and she chuckled. “When have I ever done anything with anyone’s permission?” She asked so casually with so much pride as though she was all-powerful and impenetrable.

“Mom are you listening to yourself?”
“I have ears and they’re working well Tosin and watch your tone with me.” “Mom I’m not Henry. You can’t make decisions for me. What if I don’t want to go for the date?”

“I’m not giving you a choice here”
“Daddy!” I yelled.

“Say something!”
“Sweetie” he called out and mom glared at him. “What does your father know?” She asked now rising up. “Tosin darling, I’m your mother. I know what’s best for you” she said softly now placing her hands on my cheek.

“Clement is the right man for you. Just go for the date and see for yourself if you won’t fall in love with him” she added giving me a kiss on the cheek.

“Good night love” she added leaving dad and I alone.

“Dad you can’t let her do this” I knelt down before my father in tears. “You know how your mom can be”
“Urgh!” I groaned, “You’re the man of the house, you better start acting like it!”
“You know what she has against me, you know how emotional she can get”
“Oh screw it! Mom is only playing on your mistakes.”

“I don’t want Henry to know” He whispered and I rolled my eyes. “So what of he knows? He’ll simply get over it! He’s not a baby but you…. Mom is using this to manipulate you. You need to get out of this and be the man of the house”
“I can’t… I just can’t” Dad answered to my disappointment.

***

On a date with a very mature man about the age of fourty, i crossed my leg as I uninterestingly stared at the man as he spoke about himself and his adventures in cities across America.

“Have you seen the empire State of art?”
“No” i answered.
“Don’t you travel? You mom does”
“I’ve chosen to stay in Nigeria, I have traveled out of the country, sure but I’ve come to realize that there’s no place like home” I confessed to him.

I’ve never been a travel freak unlike Henry who was born and brought up in London until he got moved because he was becoming a brat.

“I don’t like it here at all”
“Why if I may ask,” “There’s no fun here, the real fun is over there. If we get married, I’ll take you there, you’ll see what I mean”

I faked a smile, I hated the way he spoke. I just couldn’t imagine being married to someone like him.

“Clement, how old are you?” “Take a guess” he requested, “Fifty two?” I asked annoyingly and he laughed.

“That’s overboard, I’m not that old. I’ll be fourty in a month” “Don’t you have a wife or kids?”

“I’m a divorcee, I sent my wife packing” “You sent your…” I paused, “Why?”

“She didn’t like the fact that my mom stopped by every weekend. She argued with my mom and that was it. I broke off everything I had with her. Ever since, I’ve been searching for the right woman who can stand me and my mother. Tosin I think you’re the one”

God forbid! I yelled within.

There’s no way I’ll wound up with a man like this. His voice is a turn off on it’s own.

***

I walked into my car slamming my palm on the steering wheel.
“God I hate you mom!” I yelled. I felt so irritated that the very thought of Clement being my husband made me itch.