(PART 2) FOR 3 YEARS THE WOMAN STOOD OUTSIDE THE GATE OF THE BILLIONAIRE BECAUSE...#Africanfolktales
With one last look at the gate, she turned and walked away into the night. But everyone knew she would be back tomorrow. She always came back. The sun rose slowly the next morning.
Madame Eunice, Chief Odogwu's mother, noticed the old woman sitting outside as her driver pulled out of the mansion. She frowned. Who is that woman?
She asked the driver. Madame, it is one old woman that has been coming to sit here for days. The driver answered, "She does not trouble anybody. Oh, all she does is look at the gates." Madame Uni's face darkened.
She has been here for years. Yes, madame. The girls are even tired of her. Madame Yuni's hands tightened around her purse. Make sure Chief Odogwu never hears about her.
The driver gave a strange look but said nothing. The old woman remained outside the gate, her patience never failing. She had come this far, and she would not stop now.
No matter how long it took, she would wait because she knew one thing for sure. One day, the truth would no longer hide behind the walls of that grand mansion. The mansion was alive with movement.
Cars came in and out. Drivers honked. Security guards backed others. Maids hurried around in their neat uniforms. But no one ever paid attention to the frail woman sitting just outside the gate until today.
Tunde the young security guard walked towards her a plastic bag in his hand. He squatted beside her and placed the bag on the ground. Take, he said. I bought small acara for you.
The old woman turned to him, her lips stretching into a grateful smile. "God bless you, my son." Tunde shrugged.
"You can't sit down every day like this without food."
He glanced at the mansion behind him before lowering his voice.
"Mama, why are you still here?
Chief Odogwu will never notice you. Even if he does, you think he will care?" The old woman picked up the bag of Aara and took a small bite.
She chewed slowly, souring the taste before speaking. He will care,she said quietly. He does not know yet. But when he finds out, he will care.
Tunde is what you have been saying for the past 3 years, mama. This man does not even know you exist. The old woman only smiled. Not far away.
A Mecca, another security guard, watched him. His face was hard. His eyes narrowed and Tundi walked back to his post. Echa called him aside.
You better stop talking to that old woman. She is trouble. Tunde frowned. Why would you say that? She's a harmless old woman. Leaned in closer
You don't understand.
Madame unice does not want Chief Odogwu to hear anything about that woman. She warned us never to allow her near the gate.
If she catches you giving her food, you can lose your job.
Tunde eyes widened. Why would Madame unice say should not know about the woman? Acha looked around as if making sure no one else was listening.
Then he whispered, "I don't know, but I feel there is something she's hiding. Something about that woman."
Tunde felt a chill run down his spine. That evening, as the sun began to set, a black SUV pulled up in front of the mansion.
The gate opened and Chief Odogwu stepped out of the house dressed in a sharp navy blue suit.
His phone was pressed to his ear and his voice was firm as he spoke. I want that deal closed before the end of the week. He said, "No excuses."
He walked down the SUV, his mind focused on business. He didn't see the old woman. He never did. But today, something was different.
As the car started to pull away, the old woman stood up slowly. She watched him with eyes full of something deep,something that had been buried for decades.
TO BE CONTINUED
With one last look at the gate, she turned and walked away into the night. But everyone knew she would be back tomorrow. She always came back. The sun rose slowly the next morning.
Madame Eunice, Chief Odogwu's mother, noticed the old woman sitting outside as her driver pulled out of the mansion. She frowned. Who is that woman?
She asked the driver. Madame, it is one old woman that has been coming to sit here for days. The driver answered, "She does not trouble anybody. Oh, all she does is look at the gates." Madame Uni's face darkened.
She has been here for years. Yes, madame. The girls are even tired of her. Madame Yuni's hands tightened around her purse. Make sure Chief Odogwu never hears about her.
The driver gave a strange look but said nothing. The old woman remained outside the gate, her patience never failing. She had come this far, and she would not stop now.
No matter how long it took, she would wait because she knew one thing for sure. One day, the truth would no longer hide behind the walls of that grand mansion. The mansion was alive with movement.
Cars came in and out. Drivers honked. Security guards backed others. Maids hurried around in their neat uniforms. But no one ever paid attention to the frail woman sitting just outside the gate until today.
Tunde the young security guard walked towards her a plastic bag in his hand. He squatted beside her and placed the bag on the ground. Take, he said. I bought small acara for you.
The old woman turned to him, her lips stretching into a grateful smile. "God bless you, my son." Tunde shrugged.
"You can't sit down every day like this without food."
He glanced at the mansion behind him before lowering his voice.
"Mama, why are you still here?
Chief Odogwu will never notice you. Even if he does, you think he will care?" The old woman picked up the bag of Aara and took a small bite.
She chewed slowly, souring the taste before speaking. He will care,she said quietly. He does not know yet. But when he finds out, he will care.
Tunde is what you have been saying for the past 3 years, mama. This man does not even know you exist. The old woman only smiled. Not far away.
A Mecca, another security guard, watched him. His face was hard. His eyes narrowed and Tundi walked back to his post. Echa called him aside.
You better stop talking to that old woman. She is trouble. Tunde frowned. Why would you say that? She's a harmless old woman. Leaned in closer
You don't understand.
Madame unice does not want Chief Odogwu to hear anything about that woman. She warned us never to allow her near the gate.
If she catches you giving her food, you can lose your job.
Tunde eyes widened. Why would Madame unice say should not know about the woman? Acha looked around as if making sure no one else was listening.
Then he whispered, "I don't know, but I feel there is something she's hiding. Something about that woman."
Tunde felt a chill run down his spine. That evening, as the sun began to set, a black SUV pulled up in front of the mansion.
The gate opened and Chief Odogwu stepped out of the house dressed in a sharp navy blue suit.
His phone was pressed to his ear and his voice was firm as he spoke. I want that deal closed before the end of the week. He said, "No excuses."
He walked down the SUV, his mind focused on business. He didn't see the old woman. He never did. But today, something was different.
As the car started to pull away, the old woman stood up slowly. She watched him with eyes full of something deep,something that had been buried for decades.
TO BE CONTINUED
(PART 2) FOR 3 YEARS THE WOMAN STOOD OUTSIDE THE GATE OF THE BILLIONAIRE BECAUSE...#Africanfolktales
With one last look at the gate, she turned and walked away into the night. But everyone knew she would be back tomorrow. She always came back. The sun rose slowly the next morning.
Madame Eunice, Chief Odogwu's mother, noticed the old woman sitting outside as her driver pulled out of the mansion. She frowned. Who is that woman?
She asked the driver. Madame, it is one old woman that has been coming to sit here for days. The driver answered, "She does not trouble anybody. Oh, all she does is look at the gates." Madame Uni's face darkened.
She has been here for years. Yes, madame. The girls are even tired of her. Madame Yuni's hands tightened around her purse. Make sure Chief Odogwu never hears about her.
The driver gave a strange look but said nothing. The old woman remained outside the gate, her patience never failing. She had come this far, and she would not stop now.
No matter how long it took, she would wait because she knew one thing for sure. One day, the truth would no longer hide behind the walls of that grand mansion. The mansion was alive with movement.
Cars came in and out. Drivers honked. Security guards backed others. Maids hurried around in their neat uniforms. But no one ever paid attention to the frail woman sitting just outside the gate until today.
Tunde the young security guard walked towards her a plastic bag in his hand. He squatted beside her and placed the bag on the ground. Take, he said. I bought small acara for you.
The old woman turned to him, her lips stretching into a grateful smile. "God bless you, my son." Tunde shrugged.
"You can't sit down every day like this without food."
He glanced at the mansion behind him before lowering his voice.
"Mama, why are you still here?
Chief Odogwu will never notice you. Even if he does, you think he will care?" The old woman picked up the bag of Aara and took a small bite.
She chewed slowly, souring the taste before speaking. He will care,she said quietly. He does not know yet. But when he finds out, he will care.
Tunde is what you have been saying for the past 3 years, mama. This man does not even know you exist. The old woman only smiled. Not far away.
A Mecca, another security guard, watched him. His face was hard. His eyes narrowed and Tundi walked back to his post. Echa called him aside.
You better stop talking to that old woman. She is trouble. Tunde frowned. Why would you say that? She's a harmless old woman. Leaned in closer
You don't understand.
Madame unice does not want Chief Odogwu to hear anything about that woman. She warned us never to allow her near the gate.
If she catches you giving her food, you can lose your job.
Tunde eyes widened. Why would Madame unice say should not know about the woman? Acha looked around as if making sure no one else was listening.
Then he whispered, "I don't know, but I feel there is something she's hiding. Something about that woman."
Tunde felt a chill run down his spine. That evening, as the sun began to set, a black SUV pulled up in front of the mansion.
The gate opened and Chief Odogwu stepped out of the house dressed in a sharp navy blue suit.
His phone was pressed to his ear and his voice was firm as he spoke. I want that deal closed before the end of the week. He said, "No excuses."
He walked down the SUV, his mind focused on business. He didn't see the old woman. He never did. But today, something was different.
As the car started to pull away, the old woman stood up slowly. She watched him with eyes full of something deep,something that had been buried for decades.
TO BE CONTINUED
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