Her Mother Wanted To Marry Her Off To Hide Her Secret,But She Taught a..#story #folklore #tales – Ty

It’s all started on a Sunday afternoon. Titi had been inside her room all day and all night thinking about what to do with her life. Then the next morning, as everybody was getting ready for church, Titi called the family for a meeting. She called her younger brother Segun and her mother. Unfortunately for her, her father was late.

They all sat down at the sitting room looking at Titi to see the important discussion she wanted to say. She then told them that she has been thinking of what to do with her life since she graduated. There was no work and the only person that promised her work, which is the uncle, is yet to reply. Titi told her mother and brother that she cannot keep waiting for the uncle to reply and give her work.

She knew the uncle have already tried for them. He made sure they all finished university. He gave them a good life after their father died ; ; and he placed their mother on a monthly salary. But mama, Titi continued, I cannot keep waiting on promises. This man has tried. I think I need to start up a business for myself while I wait for the work.

If the work comes, fine. If it does not, good. At least, if it doesn’t come, I would calm down and know that I’ve tried waiting. I’ll start up a business. That business that I start will sustain me. The mother’s face changed immediately. Business? Okay. So, what sort of business are you talking about? She asked Titi.

Titi then explained, Mama, I’ve done my research, too. I want to start a catering business. Well, not in a very big way. People had always complimented my food. And while at school, I had a friend whose mother was a caterer. I always followed them for Saturday events. From there, I learned a lot from the woman.

I learned her recipes for party jollof rice, soups. In fact, I learned a lot from them. And that business was making that woman a huge amount of money. Please, Mama. I want to start that kind of business, but in a small way. Even if it’s a cooler of jollof rice, I’ll put it in front of the house, and I’ll start selling.

From there, I can progress. Chegoo became angry immediately. He looked at her like someone who is talking something that is very confusing. Titi, did you just say you want to start selling jollof rice in front of the house? Okay, look at this house. Does it look like where poverty-stricken people come out from? When Papa was alive, at least, he worked hard and made sure he built this beautiful house for us.

And ever since Papa died, we have not lacked anything. Now, the only person Papa changed his life was Uncle. And this same Uncle has been the one that sponsored us throughout our schooling. I’m a graduate, too. You’re also a graduate. And this same man wants to give us a job that will change our life, all because of what our father did for him.

And now, instead of you to calm down and wait, you want to go and start selling jollof rice in front of the house. Why do you want to bring disgrace inside this house now? Do you know the reputation that our father built in this community that you want to tarnish just like that? Titi was expecting the mother to come to her rescue or at least say something reasonable.

But the mother was angrily looking at her from head to toe. You see your life. You see your life. You’re so impatient. What does it take for you to wait a little while so that your uncle will find a suitable position for you in the company? See the way I’m living like a queen in this house. I’ve never lacked.

Every month they supply us with food stuff. And I receive a salary of 150,000. And I don’t work. I stay at home. If I need emergency money, I will call. Just one call and the money will be sent. So, as you are comfortable like this, as I have so much respect in this our small community, you don’t like it, Titi. So, you want to go and start selling jollof rice in front of the house.

What kind of a child are you? And you’re a girl for that matter, and you want to come and bring this kind of disgrace to our name. I will never allow such thing happen. The way you sat down and think about all these things you have been thinking, that same way, sit down and erase it because I will not allow you to put any cooler or stand post in front of my compound in the name of selling jollof rice.

What a disgrace. That’s when Titi exploded. Can you guys just stop it for crying out loud? What rubbish are you two of you talking about? Uncle this, uncle that. Mama, you are the only one practically benefiting from this uncle thing. Don’t you find it suspicious? All of a sudden, that same uncle that used to be very wicked, that hardly come to the house when papa was alive.

Even though he helped him, they did a business together. All of a sudden, father grew unnecessarily weak. Overnight, he stopped breathing. The doctor said it’s heart attack. And I’ve always believed that my father did not die of heart attack. Now, the uncle that have not stepped foot in this house for so many years, now suddenly stepped foot and started taking care of us.

You don’t find that suspicious, right? Okay. This man have put me and Sheggu through school throughout our university. That was the only time he supported us. Now, throughout this university that he has supported us, we’ve graduated. Glory be to God. But mama, this is my 3 years of graduation. I’ve done my service.

I’ve been at home. I’ve been to that company more than 100 times. Yet, he kept on telling me there is no vacancy yet. Your son, Ugo, he just finished his own service. And he has been going to that company and the same story. There is no vacancy yet. Are you not seeing what I’m seeing? Or I am the only one that have a foresight in this house? Sheggu, now ask her, “What are you seeing, Madam Sia? Tell us.

” You know what? Mama, Sheggu, suit yourself. I am tired of this lifestyle waiting on promises. I will not be like the two of you, okay? I will start up my business. The most important thing now is that I’ve told you, mama, this is what I want to do. And you, Sheggu, if you see me on the road hawking barrow with jollof rice on top of it, please walk past and don’t greet me. I no send you.

Chichi walked out on the two of them and went straight to her room. While the mother was really shocked. This your sister is starting getting crazy. She said to Sheggu. Yes, mama. I don’t understand. Which one is jollof rice again in a cooler? Ha. I mama better hold your daughter, oh. Better not go out there and start dragging our name to the mud.

Please, oh. Maybe this one now she will do. Uncle will not give us job again. Please. The mother then assured him, “Don’t worry, my son. I know what to do. Ah, am I not the one that gave birth to Titi? She will not disgrace me. If she tries it, will disown her.” At her age, she’s supposed to be thinking about a husband and how to get married and have children.

She’s thinking about businesses and how to progress. Girls of these days, sef. I don’t know how they reason. Meanwhile, Titi was inside her room. She was fuming with anger. She kept on walking up and down her room thinking of the next step. She thought her family would support her, but unfortunately they didn’t.

Just then, her phone rang. It turns out to be Bisola, her good friend from the university. They maintained their friendship even after they graduated. Titi picked up the call and Bisola started downloading her the latest gist. Babe, we need to see, oh. Hm. There is fire on the mountain. Fire on the mountain? What happened? Titi asked Bisola.

Hey, if you see what I just saw now. In fact, if you witness what I just witnessed now, then you will believe yourself that you are a prophetess. I’m a prophetess? Yes, oh. You see that thing that you said while in school about that your uncle that was sponsoring you and your brother in school, I think it’s true somehow because of what I just saw.

But anyways, we need to meet up so that I can show you the video I recorded and everything I know. Titi was still confused. What are you talking about? Titi Sola, I’m not in the mood. My family just spoiled my mood right now. I told them about the business, the food business and my mother said I would drag our name to the mud if I start selling jollof rice in front of the house.

Who does that? My mother have always been a very lazy woman. She does not like working and that is why after my father died, she knew nothing about my father’s fortune. How my father came up with this big house we stay in today, my mother does not know. As long as money is coming into our account every month, she does not care.

And this my uncle, I’ve been suspicious of him. What’s See, me I cannot wait on all those rubbish. I need to start up my life. I don’t want to go into any marriage with any man without being financially okay, financially sound. I need to have a business. Bisola, calm down down. You know what? Why don’t we meet up this evening? Come over. Let’s talk about it.

It’s not a must you start up a business in front of your house. You start up from mine. Come on girl, come over. Titi felt relieved hearing that. She thanked Bisola and ended the call. By evening, she left the house and went straight to Bisola’s house. When she got there, Bisola was so happy to see her. Ah, see my friend she oh my baby girl, you are hot.

Even after school, you maintain this your beautiful shape. But Titi was not in the mood for praising. Please, stop all this praising, okay? I’m here for real business. What What is the thing? What What What were you talking about? What happened? What did you see? Immediately, Bisola brought out her phone and played a video for her.

See, is that not your uncle? Yes. Who do you think he was with? Shade. Yes. Shade is cool. He runs girl. She’s the one. I saw them today after I closed from work. After he dropped off Shade at home, in boutique, this girl bought the whole world. Immediately he dropped her off, I dragged that by the side. Madam the madam, you are now dating Titi’s uncle.

Shade was not even You should know her now. She is a girl that does not care about anybody. As far as I said the money is coming, she’s there to enjoy the wealth. She told me and so, how is that my business? I told her that to calm down. I just need a few information if she can help me out with it. Titi was still confused because Titi knew that her uncle have always been a womanizer despite getting married to two wives.

The man still carries young girls up and down. ; ; So, that was not actually new to her. But, how Shade and the discussion came in, she does not understand. Madam, please go straight to the point. What is going on? When I saw Shade, she was flaunting the expensive wig, the expensive bag, everything that your uncle bought for her.

One thing caught my eyes. The ATM card on her hand was bearing your father’s name. As how now? What kind of joke is that? Titi asked Bisola, have you forgotten that me and my uncle, we answer the same surname? Yes. I did not forget. I remember you told me that your father’s name was Mr. Adebayo Benga. And your uncle’s name, is it Adebayo Benga? No, my father’s name is Adebayo Benga.

That was the ATM card she was holding. I’m not joking. I recorded it here. This is my father’s name. Yes. Because I’m not sure someone can answer the same name in the same family. How many brothers can answer the same name? This is your father’s ATM card. What is your father’s ATM card doing with Shade? It was given by your father’s brother, Chief Dayo, to shop and buy anything she wants.

And this girl told me, in confidence, that she has spent over 50 million buying luxuries with that card. This is not the first time, oh, and definitely not the second time. Chief Dayo has been giving Shade that ATM card back-to-back to shop with. Girl, I think you need to do some investigation, oh.

You need to do some digging. Is it that your father’s death is connected to his brother, Dayo, or something fishy is going on? This is 3 years we graduated. You’re not doing anything. The man refused to give you any role in the company. Titi calmed down and processed everything. She looked at the phone again. Looked at the name on the ATM card.

She wasn’t confused because from day one, she had told her mother that her father’s death was not ordinary. And when the man was sick, she was not allowed to see her father. When she went to the hospital, the uncle cornered everything, claiming that he was taking care of him, and the doctor gave instruction that nobody should see him.

Just then, Titi broke down in tears. I said it. I said it. I said my father was murdered, but my mother would never in her life do something so reasonable and meaningful with her life. I told my mother to hire a private investigator to find out how our father died. She told me she cannot do that. Are you sure my mother is not involved with Chief Dayo? Are you sure my mother is not involved in my father’s death? Well, Bisola asked her to close her mouth and don’t say such stupid things.

Girl, let me tell you, this is just my suspicion. I think you should calm down, okay? I can link you up with Shadey if you want, but on a second note, I think you need to move on with your life. Even if your mother has anything to do with it, you can see that it’s adult talk. It’s something that is beyond you.

You can’t do anything. Without even them, you cannot do nothing. So, what you have to do now is to focus on yourself and start up that business you said you want to start up. So, tell me, what’s the plan? Titi now told Bisola everything that she had written down on how to start the business. She also has some savings and how to start.

Bisola loved the idea and said that to support her friend. She then asked her how fast she want to start the business. She told her as soon as tomorrow, that she’s ready to start anytime. The next day, Bisola and Titi went to the market and they bought everything they needed to start up the business. The pot, the cylinder, the plates, the takeaway plates, the spoons, in fact, practically everything she needed.

They landed back at Bisola’s house and they dropped it there. They still went back to the market and bought the food ingredients they will use for the same business. At the end of the day, Titi and Bisola came back home so exhausted. Titi thanked Bisola for allowing her to use their space, just a little bit in front of their house to do the business, and it’s going to be a morning business.

Hot jollof rice with chicken and salad in the morning. Once it’s around 12:01, she’s done selling. Bisola was happy to assist a friend. She was not even angry. She was so happy for her that she was starting up something. The next day, the smell from the kitchen woke up Titi’s mother. It turns out Titi woke up as early as 4:00 a.m.

to prep the things she would use for her business. But she had to prep it from home, then carry it to the spot where she would sell and finish up the cooking there. But the noise she was making woke up her mother. The mother entered the kitchen and was shocked. The whole kitchen was in total mess. That was the first time Titi was starting a business.

The mother then asked her what is going on in her kitchen. And Titi smiled and greeted her first. Good morning, Mama. This one you woke up on time. I’m sorry if I disturb your beauty sleep because the mother I know hardly wake up maybe around 10:00 in the morning. But anyways, good morning. I’m prepping for my business.

Titi’s mother was still standing, confused. Which business are we talking about? Uh-uh. Titi, I told you people that I will start up my business. This is it now. I am starting it up now. This is the prepping, my stew prepping, and other things I needed so that by the time I get to my workplace, it will be so easy for me to start up cooking and attract people with the smell and sell.

So, where are you selling this food if I may ask you? Ah, come over, mama. You don’t need to worry. I will sell in front of the house. In fact, I’m not even selling in this our area. I’m selling in about four streets away from here. You know where? In a very busy location that I will only do morning business and I’m done for the day.

I’ll be back home let’s say 1:00. Just put me in your prayers so that my food will be sold out today. Is something wrong with you? Titi’s mother asked her. I warned you not to do this business. But it felt like you are a very stubborn child. You’re just like your father. You like doing things your way. Nobody dares to correct you.

Nobody dares to tell you what to do and you take instruction. I don’t understand, mama. You said I shouldn’t do the business in front of the house and I obeyed. That does not stop. See, let me warn you. If you know you want to do that business and you want to disobey me and do it, you see this thing you are doing here? Don’t you ever in your life do it again.

Go to that place and start your prepping. Don’t prep in my house. Don’t try it. You don’t own this house, I do. Carry your stupid father’s bad blood and get out of my kitchen. Stop every other thing you are doing there. You must let me change it for you, Titi. I gave birth to you. I can squeeze the life out of you, too, if I want to.

Titi was so shocked looking at her mother. Mama, are you the one saying all this? I don’t want to repeat myself again. I said, pack all these things and get the hell out of my kitchen. If I hear any other noise coming from this kitchen and interrupting my beauty sleep, you will regret knowing me as your mother.

At your age, you’re supposed to be thinking of a husband, settle down and have children, not here looking for businesses to do. Like father, like daughter. Nonsense. And that was how Titi’s mother left the kitchen. And Titi packed up everything. She couldn’t even finish the prepping anymore.

She packed up everything and left Bisola’s house. It was in Bisola’s house that she finished cooking and started selling. And to God be the glory, that day, Titi sold out before 12. She cooked only water of rice, water bag of rice. She was scared that if she cooked half bag, people might not finish buying. And to her surprise, she sold out before 12:00 p.m.

When she was done, she washed everything and packed up for the day. Bisola had already told her and showed her where she would be packing her things when she’s done. So, when she was done, she had to pack those things in the small store. Bisola had already left for work very early in the morning.

So, she was not there when Titi started her business. But thank God, the business was a success. After Titi was done that morning, she wanted to go to the market immediately and grab the things she would use to cook the next day. But she was so exhausted. So, Titi decided to go home and rest. Around 4:00 p.m.

in the evening, she would go to the market and grab the things she needed for the next day. So, she would not break down. She knew that rest is needed when it comes to food business, because her body really went through stress that morning to make such huge food for the first time. As she got home, she noticed the gate was open.

And she noticed the fancy car parked in front of the house. It turns out to be her uncle’s car. Instead of walking through the front door, Titi decided to walk through the back door not to interrupt and she does not really want to see her uncle. She wasn’t in the mood to face him. And if she ever does, she knew she would explode and ask some questions.

So, she decided to follow the back door and enter the house. Fortunately for her, the chef was in the kitchen. So, it was easier for her to enter through the back door without the mother or the uncle knowing. As she entered, the chef was looking at her in a very shocking way. Titi noticed and asked her, “Auntie, is there any problem?” But the chef smiled by force.

“No, there is no problem. Why did you follow the back door? Did you not better you follow the front door? Your mother and your uncle, they are having a a private meeting. They are in the bedroom. Please, don’t disturb them or go near the bedroom. You can just from here go straight to your room, I beg. I don’t want to be sacked.

Please.” Titi smiled. “Okay, Auntie. Don’t worry, you will not be sacked. They won’t even know I’m in the house. All you have to do is also pretend that you did not see me.” And that was how Titi walked towards her room. Then she suddenly hearing noises coming from her mother’s bedroom. She then got closer and noticed that her mother and the uncle was having an affair.

On top of that, they were also having a discussion. The mother was telling the uncle how bad her late husband was on bed. How good he is making her feel. Titi was shocked to her bones. She couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing. She took up her phone and recorded a private moment between her mother and her uncle.

She did not leave until they were done. And after they were done, they were revealing a lot of secrets. The uncle told Titi’s mother, “See, I don’t think it’s advisable for me to come to your house again. The best thing for us to do now is to please choose a hotel or the second house I bought, you come over there.

Cuz anybody can walk in on us. Your daughter can come back, your son can come back. You know, just let’s be careful and play safe so that these children will not find out our secrets.” But Titi’s mother cared less. “I don’t care. Why am I even hiding my affair with you? My husband is gone. Nobody will know that we have been together before my husband died.

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Shattered Deceptions: How a Jollof Rice Business Uncovered a Decades-Long Family Scandal

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In the quiet, tightly knit communities that dot the Nigerian landscape, family reputations are often guarded with a fierce, almost religious devotion. A beautiful house, successful children, and a steady stream of wealth are the external markers of a life well-lived. But as the old elders often whisper under the shade of ancient trees, the grandest houses frequently hide the darkest rot. The story of Titi, a young university graduate from an seemingly affluent home, serves as a poignant, modern current affairs chronicle of structural deception, corporate greed, a mother’s unforgivable betrayal, and the unstoppable power of a young woman’s quest for truth.

The narrative began on a quiet Sunday afternoon, inside a grand home built by a father whose life was cut short under deeply suspicious circumstances. Titi had spent hours confined to her room, contemplating a reality that many young graduates face today: the paralyzing stagnation of unemployment. Despite her hard-earned degree and completing her mandatory National Youth Service Corps (NYSC) scheme, Titi had spent three agonizing years sitting at home, waiting on the hollow promises of her wealthy uncle, Chief Sheu, who ran a major corporate firm [06:29].

Determined to take control of her destiny, Titi called a family meeting the following Monday morning, inviting her mother and her younger brother, Sheu. With clarity and humility, she announced her plan to launch a modest catering business, starting by selling jollof rice from a cooler in front of their compound, leveraging the culinary skills she had observed from a friend’s mother during her university days [01:59].

The reaction from her immediate family was instantaneous, hostile, and deeply revealing. Instead of applauding her initiative, her brother erupted in anger, accusing her of attempting to bring public disgrace to a house built by their late father. He pointed out that their uncle had sponsored their education, given them a comfortable life, and that selling food on the street was an insult to their social standing [02:45].

Their mother, far from offering maternal support, look at Titi with unbridled disgust. She boasted about her own luxurious lifestyle, staying at home while receiving a monthly allowance of 150,000 naira from the uncle, along with endless supplies of provisions. She labeled Titi’s ambition a “disgrace” and explicitly forbade her from placing any cooler or post in front of the compound, demanding that she sit down, erase the idea, and focus on finding a husband instead [04:28].

But Titi refused to be silenced by the toxic status symbol her family clung to. In a fiery confrontation, she laid bare the deep-seated suspicions she had harbored since their father’s sudden death. She reminded her mother that their uncle had been distant and hostile while her father was alive, only to step in as a grand philanthropist immediately after her father passed away from a sudden, unverified “heart attack.” Titi pointed out the blatant systemic gatekeeping: despite visiting the uncle’s company over a hundred times in three years, she was perpetually told there were no vacancies, a narrative her brother was now experiencing as well [05:59].

Realizing her home was a prison of false security, Titi walked out and sought refuge in her closest friend, Bisola. Bisola had recently witnessed a scene that connected the final pieces of the puzzle. While out in the city, Bisola had spotted Titi’s uncle with a young woman named Shade, a known social climber. In a display of reckless confidence, Shade had been flaunting luxuries purchased with an ATM card that bore the name of Titi’s late father, Mr. Adio [13:31]. The card was being passed back to back by the uncle, allowing the young woman to spend upwards of 15 million naira of what was clearly Titi’s father’s stolen fortune [14:16].

Armed with this terrifying confirmation, Titi realized her intuition had been correct: her father’s legacy had been pillaged by his own brother, and her mother was comfortably complicit. Refusing to let the revelation paralyze her, Titi, with Bisola’s unwavering logistical support, purchased cooking equipment and established her business four streets away in a high-traffic urban zone [19:20].

The tension at home reached a dangerous crescendo the next morning when Titi woke up at 4:00 a.m. to begin her food preparation. The domestic noise interrupted her mother’s “beauty sleep.” Entering the kitchen, the mother unleashed a torrent of verbal abuse, calling Titi a stubborn child who carried her “father’s bad blood” and threatening to “squeeze the life” out of her if she didn’t clear her things out of the kitchen immediately [20:30].

Titi left for Bisola’s house, completed the cooking, and by 12:00 p.m., her business was a resounding success, completely selling out her initial stock [21:40]. Exhausted but validated, Titi returned home around 4:00 p.m., intending to rest before heading to the market for the next day’s supplies. As she approached the gate, she noticed her uncle’s luxury car parked outside. Seeking to avoid a confrontation, she slipped quietly through the back door into the kitchen [23:01].

The family chef, looking visibly terrified, attempted to steer Titi away, whispering that her mother and uncle were engaged in a highly confidential, private meeting in the master bedroom [24:07]. Intrigued by the chef’s panic, Titi crept silently down the corridor. What she encountered through the partially open bedroom door shattered her remaining illusions. Her mother and her uncle were engaged in an explicit extramarital affair [24:33].

With remarkable presence of mind, Titi raised her phone and began recording the encounter. As the camera rolled, the conversation between the two lovers exposed a dark web of criminal conspiracy that dated back decades. The uncle, expressing sudden anxiety about the children returning early, urged the mother to move their meetings to a secluded hotel or a secondary estate he had purchased [25:16].

The mother, however, dismissed his fears with chilling arrogance. She boasted that their long-term deception was completely secure, revealing that no one in the community or the family knew they had been sleeping together long before her husband’s untimely demise. Then came the ultimate, devastating declaration: the mother stated that Titi was the only true child of her late husband, while her “precious son,” Sheu—the brother who had fiercely defended the family’s honor and the uncle’s philanthropy—was actually the biological son of the uncle [25:43].

This journalistic account of family dynamics highlights the terrifying reality of greed and moral compromise. Titi’s simple desire to sell jollof rice and build an honest living became the key that unlocked a treasury of systemic horrors: a father potentially murdered for his wealth, a brother living a biological lie, and a mother who traded her husband’s life and her daughter’s future for a monthly allowance and the illusion of royalty. Titi now stands at a historic crossroads, holding the digital evidence that can dismantle a corrupt corporate empire and expose a profound domestic betrayal. Her story reminds us that integrity cannot be bought, and the truth, no matter how deeply buried behind grand walls, will always find its way into the light.