ON THE WHEEL I FELL AGAIN chapter 3
ON THE WHEEL I FELL AGAIN
Chapter 3
Ifeoluwa’s POV
Today felt like a miracle.
After walking around the whole day yesterday searching for a job and returning home tired and hopeless, I didn’t expect anything good to happen so soon.
But life can surprise you when you least expect it.
This morning, while walking down the street again in search of any kind of work, I saw a small notice pasted on a gate.
“Caregiver Needed.”
I almost walked past it, but something made me stop.
My eyes quickly read the rest.
“Caregiver needed for a young man. Accommodation with Good salary.”
Good salary?
My heart immediately started beating fast.
Without wasting time, I knocked on the gate.
A security guard opened and looked at me suspiciously.
“Yes? What do you want?”
“I… I came about the caregiver job,” I said nervously.
He looked me over before opening the gate wider.
“Come in.”
The house was beautiful. The compound alone was bigger than the street where my sister and I live. My heart started beating even faster.
Moments later, a woman walked into the living room.
She looked elegant and calm, the kind of woman whose presence immediately makes you feel respected.
“Good morning,” she said warmly.
“Good morning ma,” I replied, standing up quickly.
“You came about the job?”
“Yes ma.”
She studied my face for a moment.
“What is your name?”
“Ifeoluwa.”
“Well, Ifeoluwa,” she said gently, “this job is not easy.”
My stomach tightened.
“My son was involved in an accident some years ago. Since then he has been on a wheelchair.”
My heart skipped.
“He needs someone to assist him daily.”
I nodded slowly.
“I can do it, ma.”
She hesitated before speaking again.
“But there is something you should know.”
“What is it, ma?”
“My son…” she sighed softly. “…he can be very hot tempered.”
Hot tempered.
I thought about my landlord.
About my former manager.
About everything life had thrown at me already.
Compared to losing a home, how bad could it really be?
“I understand, ma.”
She looked at me carefully.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes ma.”
Then she said something that almost made my heart stop.
“The salary is three hundred thousand naira monthly.”
For a moment I thought I heard wrong.
Three hundred thousand?
My brain quickly started calculating.
Three hundred thousand could help with rent.
Food.
My sister’s school fees.
For the first time in days, hope entered my chest.
“I will take the job, ma,” I said quickly.
She smiled.
“Good.”
Later That Evening
Our small apartment smelled of noodles and fried eggs.
It wasn’t much, but tonight it felt like a feast.
My sister Eniola sat cross legged on the floor with excitement all over her face.
“Three hundred thousand?” she repeated loudly.
“Yes,” I said, laughing.
She jumped up immediately.
“God is good!”
We both burst into laughter.
For the first time in a long while, the house felt alive again.
“So tell me everything,” Eniola said as she sat down again with her plate.
“The job is as a caregiver,” I explained. “The man I will be working with had an accident and now he uses a wheelchair.”
Her expression softened.
“That’s sad.”
“Yes,” I agreed quietly.
“But his mother is very kind,” I added. “She seems like a really good person.”
“And the man?”
I hesitated.
“Well…”
“What?” Eniola asked suspiciously.
“He is… hot tempered.”
My sister stopped eating.
“How hot tempered?”
“I don’t know yet,” I admitted. “But his mother warned me.”
Eniola stared at me for a moment.
Then she shrugged.
“After everything we’ve survived in this life, one hot tempered man cannot defeat you.”
I laughed.
“That’s what I said too.”
She raised her fork dramatically.
“To our new beginning!”
I lifted my spoon.
“To a new beginning.”
But deep down, something inside me felt uneasy.
Because I still hadn’t met the man I would be working with.
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