The Mother
The police officers arrived their shack at 7pm
They live in a slum
Their house was the very first on the street right beside the lagoon
They were eating Plantain porridge with crab soup when they heard the knock
Her first son opened the door and ran back inside without saying a word
“Who is it?’
It was the police
She was being invited to the station on the charge of kidnap!
She followed them
When they got to the station, she saw her accuser
Her cousin
Her cousin arrived from the village to live with her three years before
She was a very beautiful young lady
She had lofty dreams of becoming educated
But they were too poor to sponsor her education
So they put her in a Fashion designing school
Six months later she was discovered to be pregnant
The young man who impregnated her denied the pregnancy
She tried to abort the fetus to no avail
Eventually she delivered the baby
A red haired beautiful girl
A week after delivering the baby, her cousin abandoned the baby
One moment she was breastfeeding the baby in their shack, the next she was gone
The responsibility for the child fell upon her
She took it like a mother
Even though she had four children of her own
The baby became her fifth child
Four years later her cousin came back
Demanded that she wanted 300,000 for the baby or she will take the baby away to others willing to buy her
She needed the money to pay for her flight to Europe
Someone was processing her visa and work permit
But she has to come up with her own ticket fare
What she was saying made no sense
“You want to sell your baby?”
“You want to sell my child”?
Her cousin kept trying to explain how dire her situation was and how desperately she needed the money
But she wouldn’t hear it
She doesn’t have a dime to give her cousin and she cannot also give up the baby!
It became a heated argument
Her cousin left
And now the matter has been dragged to the police station
Her cousin kept insisting she wasn’t interested in a police case, she just wants her baby
She carried the child in her womb and delivered the child all by herself
She just wanted her baby back
The police officers took their statements, asked questions
Eventually they granted the accused bail
That night a SAN heard the case and took it up pro bono
The judge was appalled
Judge: “Young lady, is it true you want to collect your baby from this good woman so that you can sell her and use the money to travel to Europe?
Her cousin: “The baby is mine. I was the one who got pregnant. I was the one who delivered the child. I am the mother and I want my baby back”
Judge: I am sorry to disappoint you but you are not the mother. You were just a vehicle through which the baby came into this world. The nurturer of a child, is the parent of the child!
The judge gave her full custody of the baby
That was the last day she ever saw her cousin
Eleven years later, as the child, now a teenager was returning home from school, she was kidnapped!
They searched everywhere for her to no avail
It was as if her heart was yanked out of her chest
Who could have done this evil to her?
Her other children tried very hard to comfort her
But one million other children can never replace a lost child
She bore it for ten years!
One evening she got a distress call from Emergency Management Agency
Some deportees arrived from Libya
Her daughter was one of them
It was true.
According to her daughter:
Her cousin often sneak to her daughter’s school to give her clothes and goodies
Her daughter always told her of such visits
She didn’t see anything wrong with it
She was also her mother, even though the law disagreed
She did this for many years until one day she executed her plan
She kidnapped and trafficked her own daughter to Libya
Threw her into prostitution
Became her Madame!
But she never forgot who her real mother was
One day she was arrested and weeks later she was deported!
She was happy her daughter came back alive
Her daughter wrote GCE
Her daughter gained admission into the University
Her daughter studied law
Her daughter now works with an anti-human trafficking agency
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