Aisha had been in a very cruel world with emptiness. She had been sexually abused by her aunt's husband. She had been molested, frustrated and denied love , care , support , and security. The writer had highlighted rape as one of the trending sexual assault trending in Africa
A'ISHA (EPISODE TWO) 

A'ISHA (EPISODE ONE) 

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  It was on a Thursday , I was asked to prepare breakfast for the family because my Aunt was called urgently from the hospital where she worked for. She was a nurse whom loved and cherished her job so much that she wouldn't mind missing her meals whenever she got an emergency call from the hospital or was late for work. Maxwell and Matilda were still on bed when I went to prepare the meal. I went to the kitchen with my music box and played music of all sort. That was what I loved doing whenever I got bored and left alone. I chopped the onions in round shape and blended some of it together with the fresh tomatoes. It was a stew and boiled rice. I turned the meat into the pot and covered it with a lid.I felt hands running round my waiste as I moved down to the kitchen sink to get some water. "oh my God!" . I exclaimed in fear and threw myself to the next corner . I turned and gave a sharp look at the being standing before me. I became infuriated at his abnormal act and I felt like squeezing him like a round pulp. He stood by giving me those irritating smiles and gestures. I pushed him away when he came closer, I thought for a moment what was right to do to him but I was absolutely empty and blank. "To start with , you disgust me alot and you are not different from all these high class street brats that roam around. Stay clear from me Benson or else"...... 'Or else what?'. He cuts in smiling. 'In my house you threaten to hurt me? Oh! C,mon already". He added. I felt bad at some point the moment his words played back in my mind. He was literally reminding me that I didn't have a home due to the fact that I lost my both parent. Tears filled my eyes and I felt so humiliated. I had lost my comfort in my Aunt's house because of her husband and her step-son , Benson. I had no peace of mind and I was becoming conscious of every thing especially when I was left alone. Chief and his son kept using harsh and abusive words on me. Aunty Alice rarely oppose them because she didn't want to have any kind of problem with them and she didn't want to loose her marriage too. Most times , she advised I pretend as if nothing happened. "If staying under your roof is what is making you harrass me , then I'll leave". "You will leave to no where A'Isha.". At that moment those tears which settled onl my eyelids fell down to my cheeks. Maxwell , whom had heard our argument from the dinning room cuts in with anger. He stood by the door with a bottled water which he had removed from the refrigerator kept next to the kitchen door in the dinning room. "Benson , I won't have you insult , harrass or even threaten my sister or any of us including my mother in this house. I am warning you. You don't touch the tail of a lion and go free". Max said to him nerviously. Benson bursted into uncontrollable laughter , making Maxwell dumbfounded. Max sighed when he realized it was he's way of making mockery of him with his irritating laughter. He took little quantity of the bottled water as he ignored Benson. After a short while he adjusted himself again and said to Maxwell. "Maxwell , it is said that lions do not feed on the same meals with the goats but I'm still wondering why my father would bring in bunches of ingrates to a palace meant for kings and queens. Throughout your poor and wretched father's stay on earth, he was known for nothing and poverty was what ended his days"..... He paused and went closer to Maxwell. "I have received more than enough from you Max" he added rudely. 'You have? Of course you haven't. Atleast my father was not known for various abominations which I won't name right here cos I don't have the time to spare. Benson , I rather die a poor and wretched man than to be a foolish millionaire , molesting and womanizing different women at different stages , both old and young". Maxwell pauses for a while as his anger arose. He began to breathe in and out heavily like an asmathic patient. That act reminded me of my late mother , she would be taken to the hospital immediately the moment she began to breathe heavily. Sometimes her inhaler do help to reduce it but most times especially when she got into a dusty environment or took anything that could choke her , it may likely to fail and the best way to solve it at that moment was to take her immediately to the hospital for proper medication. "If my mother had listened , I won't have you here insult my late father or harrass my little kid sister. Stay away Benson. I'm warning". Maxwell dragged me out of the kitchen the moment he was through talking. We both went to my bedroom , he left my hands as he shot the door. I used my towel which I hung on the door to my bathroom to wipe my face , Max sat on my chair and gulped the remaining water. He felt a bit relieved as he poured out a deep breathe , he trashed the empty bottle in the waste bin which was just by the entrance door to my bedroom. He turned facing towards my direction. "Max you were wrong for bringing in his father into our quarrel and argument. You shouldn't have".... 'I bet your pardon ? I should've left him harrass you so I won't find you here saying those rubbish'. I knew Max to be hot tempered but he never transferred aggression on me before. I was pissed but didn't want to make it obvious. I flung my towel on the bed and left the room without talking. When I approached the kitchen , I peeped at one corner to the other . When I was sure that no one was there with me , I decreased the volume of my music box so I could hear whatever movement in the the kitchen. I opened the canned tomatoes after steaming the meat and hurriedly boiled the rice. I was expected to be done cooking before Chief demanded for his meal as usual. I didn't want to fall at the wrong hands that day so I fastened up as I struggled to be
ime conscious. I had my breakfast with my cousins after serving chief and his son. I and my cousins did not eat together with Chief except my aunt was around because she would dish and serve everyone at once provided were at home. I laid lazily on my bed after having a bathe , I kept staring at one of my teddy bear which was just beside me. I had good memories of each and every one of my teddybears. I first got "Baby bear" from my father. It was black and white in colour and had a brown bow tied round it's neck. It really looked like a bear but was not as soft as one could expect. The next I got was " Momma's pet". It was a gift from my mother during one of my birthday. It was a purple bear with dark eyes. It had a piece Of writing sticked to it's both hands. Baby bear was still preferring because Momma's pet was not as big as Baby bear. "Ashlyn Baby" was the next bear I got. It wasn't given to me as a gift. It was owned by my little baby sister whom died three months after my mother gave birth to her. I named it after her name. I was still very little back then when I lost her. I gradually began to understand what it means to lost a kid sister and her absence was hurtful but didn't hurt me deeply like that of my father and my mother. I got alot of teddybears in several occasions. My parent later made it a tradition to get atleast one for me each time they embarked on a very long journey. I got a pink teddy from Joan , my best friend. She gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday. She really surprised me with a lot of gifts. I didn't just get a teddy bear from her but I got a set of gold jewellers , handbag , a dressing sandals , and a big beautiful red hat surrounded with gold roses. I named the teddy bear which she gave to me "Bestie" because it was coming from a best friend. I got "Mr.Barrister" from Jasper on the day of my matriculation. He was the son of my father's childhood friend. Both my father and his friend grew up to become what they dreamed and intended to become with a lovely family. Mr.Barrister had a black and white dress with a gold wig on it head and a glasses which was sticked on it's face. It was looking so funny when I first saw it and I felt ashamed bringing it out not until my friends in school began to drag it with me. The next I got was "Heartbeat". It was the first teddy bear I got after the death of my mother. My father presented it to me on my twentieth birthday. He told me that my mother bought it and hid it in one of her box with the intention of giving it to me on my next birthday. It was so unfortunate that she didn't live to see that day , that was the reason my father celebrated my twentieth birthday in memory of her. I nicknamed it after the name she was fond of calling me. Heartbeat had been one of my favourite. It was yellow colour and had red heart shape sticked to it's hands. It was so soft and larger than any of the teddy bear I got then. And I never joked with it. I usually lock it in my wardrobe and let it out whenever I missed my mother. "Jewel" was one of the presents I got from Barry on one of the Valentine day. Barry was my first love but i could not have anything doing with him or keep him because he got engaged before we met and later got married to his fiancèe. Such feelings hurt so much but I had no other options than letting go of him. I did that because I didn't want to destroy what was caged by two lovers that intended and wished to spend the rest of their life together. The teddy bear really looked beautiful and amazing. It had a white and red colour and a rose flower in it hands.

I named it after the pet name he gave to me. My father later bought me "Dazzling Angel and "Poppa's favourite" before he died. Both teddybears were the last I got from him before he died. They were very big and beautiful. They were my dream teddy bears. My father got them on my twenty-fourth birthday. That was the last birthday he celebrated before he died . He celebrated the birthday in a large and unique way. He made me feel like a queen that day and bought me alot of gifts. My late father was really grateful because that year I was graduating from the university. Death made it so unfortunate for me that I wasn't celebrated anymore by those who had loved and cherished me. I had loved and treasured my parents so dearly but death didn't allow me enjoy their unconditional love and care or allow them eat the fruit of their labour. My father gave me pet names like Teddy and Baby T when he realized that I was really inlove with Teddy bears. I had many of them , they littered my room especially when it was bed time. I usually throw some down to the floor when I struggled to find space to sleep at night. My father bought me a lovely red box to put some of them when it came to he's notice. My box of teddybears had been my companion where ever I go that I didn't mind leaving my panties for it. "A'Isha ". Matilda called as she tapped my ankle. I yawned shortly and opened my eyes. I struggled to seat erect as my eyes fell weakly on her. She was dressed on a pair of Jean trouser with a sleeveless top. I cleared my throat to break the silent as she stood aside gazing at me. She took her eyes off me when she noticed I was alright. "Are you expecting anyone?". She asked.I yawned longer again shaking my head and tightening my eyes. I felt relieved after a moment , I moved slugishly to where my fridge was kept in the room. "Someone like who?". I asked in a cracked voice. She moved to where I was as I removed a bottled water from the fridge. I hurriedly opened the bottle and gulped down the water till it finishes. I dumped the bottle and sat back on my bed. I stared at her for sometimes waiting for her response but she didn't say anything. "Matilda , please get me my cellphone from the table". She looked closely at the table until she was able to spot my phone. She picked it up without saying a word and handed it over to me immediately. I stared at my world clock shortly and hissed. "So why do you have to wake me up from my sleep?". I asked when I was able to regain full consciousness. "Sorry about that. You have a guess waiting for you in the sitting room. She said her name is Joan". She said to me politely. I was baffled when I heard my best friend's name. 'Joan?'. I asked again to confirm that I heard the right name. Matilda nodded her head smiling . She left me in the room as I hurriedly changed whatever I was wearing to a pencil , short , sleeveness gown. It had different colours of flowers round it and had white as a background colour. I untied my hair and let the braids fall down to my back and around my shoulder. I applied a little white powder on my face and a gloss on my lips. I was so excited that finally Joan came in search of me. It had really been a long while we met. Seeing her again was something very amazing one could ever imagine. 


 BRAIN TWISTER: *What do you think about the silence of Aunty Alice each time her niece got sexually abused by her step son?.
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