The Blue House S03 E06

“Mummy please I need your help. I’ve tried talking to Banke but she won’t listen to me. She insists on leaving me!”
“Kunle there’s nothing I can do. I’ve tried talking to her myself but she doesn’t want to be married to you anymore and it’s sad because regardless of your faults I think you are the right man for her but she says she knows what she’s doing. I can’t force her to be married to you.” Banke’s mother said sadly.
Kunle sighed. “Thank you ma.”

The Blue House S03 E05

Dapo waited for the children to be in bed before he confronted Ronke. “So what have you been telling Sister Funso?”
Ronke gave him a weird look. “What have I been telling Sister Funso? The only thing we’ve been talking about is choosing a good secondary school for Joke. What did she say I told her?”
“You’re lying. She came to me today after the fellowship and accused me of being a bad parent. She couldn’t have been so bold to say such a thing if you didn’t tell her what been going on in this house.”
Ronke didn’t know how to respond to Dapo’s accusations so she laughed and nestled herself into the bed.  

The Blue House S03 E04

Dapo was thoroughly embarrassed but there was nothing he could do about the situation. They were hosting another Sunday house fellowship and Sister Funso was leading the prayers. They had been praying for the past seven minutes for the purity of their teenagers, Sister Funso was convinced that a wave of sexual immorality was blowing and they needed to shield themselves from it. Ayodele was standing opposite her and the poor boy hung his head in shame barely moving his lips. Ronke was breastfeeding the baby in the bedroom but she could hear every prayer point, she gladly fed her baby for as long as she wanted.

The Blue House S03 E03

“I’ve been invited for an interview.”
Helen was changing into her nightgown even though it was morning, she had just returned from a night shift. “Is it the job you talked about?”
“Yes.” Obiora concentrated on knotting his tie, effectively avoiding having to look her in the face.

The Blue House S03 E02

“Hello ma.”
“Hello. It’s been a while, how is everything?... And how’s the family?”
“Everything is fine, we’re all fine. I hope there’s no problem?” Banke’s mother already knew what her in-law was calling her about but the preamble was part of the conversation between in-laws.

The Blue House S03 E01

Dear reader, this is the beginning of the third season of The Blue House. I apologise for the long delay but I assure you that it's going to be worth the wait.

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Ronke stared at the infant in the incubator praying under her breath. She hadn’t wanted this baby at first but now if there was anything she desired it was for this baby girl to live. She was smaller than all her children but she was struggling to stay alive. The doctors had commended her courage and predicted that she would definitely live but at times like this when she saw other mothers leave the hospital with their babies but hers was lying frailly in the incubator fighting jaundice she was doubtful.

“Mummy she will be fine” Joke said from behind her.

“Amen” Ronke sighed and leaned back in the chair.

“I brought you some food.”

“I’m not hungry.”

Downfall

My legs tremble as I open the door to the . I stare at the view and the ridge that awaits me temporarily immobilized by trepidation. His face and the surgical knives flash before me and I can move again, fueling my confidence on the images of him smiling, frowning, laughing, angry, furious, sleeping, sad, uncaring.

“It’s over… it’s over…” The echo rings in my head like a church bell.