Billionaire’s Mother PRETENDS To Be A Market Beggar To Find A Kind Wife For Her Son
FRESH TOMATOES YET. TOMATO, MY BELL PEPPER, HAM, GREEN BELL ONIONS. The horn is too loud. Old woman, move. Is this your sitting room? My legs. Are you the only person in this market? My child, please wait. I am moving. Get out of my front. My chest. My baby. This blood pressure.
Will nobody help me? See what happened. WHO IS DRIVING LIKE THIS INSIDE MARKET? LOOK at what you have done. My leg. All miserable people are always causing trouble. My daughter, your horn scared me. I have blood pressure. I was trying to cross. Keep quiet. Just shut up. Did I ask you for your sickness history? My leg.
Look at you. At your age, you are still carrying tomatoes around the market. Is there nobody in your village to keep you there? People like you should be forgotten in one nursing home. Not blocking road for people who have somewhere important to go. Old woman, if city life is too hard for you, go back to the village.
Don’t come and scratch somebody’s car with your dirty body. My daughter, I did not fall on purpose. That is what all poor people say. You people will cause trouble, then start begging. We will get back to you. No job. Again. Mama, are you hurt? I am fine, my daughter. Auntie, she’s old enough to be your mother.
You should be helping her, not insulting her. Who are you? Market lawyer? Clumsy old woman. I am not a lawyer. I am only saying what is right. What is right? Did you see what she did to my car? Your car is standing. This old woman fell. Do you know who you are talking to? You nosy busybody.
No, auntie. But I know how you are talking, and it is not good. You must be very stupid. No. I am only tired of seeing people treat poor people like dirt. Poor girl defending beggar woman. No wonder. Money can buy your car, but it cannot buy manners. Mhm. She talk true.
This young girl get sense. No need. Let her shame stay in her heart. You will regret talking to me like this. If respecting an old woman will make me regret, then I am ready. Next time stay away from the road. Can you stand? My daughter, thank you. This is painful. I owe. You came out to sell, and now see what happened.
Life happens. Noma, wickedness happened. Auntie, please give me two nylon bags. Okay, here you are. Mama, let us separate them. The good ones can still be sold. The bad ones we throw away. You are spending your money because of me? It is not big money, but it is your money. At least it can help today.
Let us save what is left. My daughter, your shoes. Mama, the shoes did not get me the job. Let them help me do something useful. This child has a heart. Rest first. Your hands are shaking. You noticed? Yes, Mama. She’s caring for me like family. God bless you, my daughter.
Amen, Mama. Why are you helping me? You don’t even know me. I know you are someone’s mother. That is enough. What is your name? My name is Simisola. But people call me Simi. Simi. It is a good name. Thank you, Mama. What about you? People call me Mama Kemi. Mama Kemi, that one is easy to remember.
I sell tomatoes around this market. That is how I manage. Mama, you should not be carrying all this alone. It is too heavy for you. What can I do? Hunger does not respect old age. I can help you sell today before I go home. You? But you are dressed like someone going to office. I went for an interview.
How did it go? They said they will call me. So, since I am not going to any office today, let me help you sell. My daughter, you have a good heart. I am just doing what anybody should do. Not anybody. Many people saw me fall. Only you ran to help me. Where do you normally stay, Mama? There. Okay, let us go there.
No, leave it. It is heavy. After what happened today, this basket and I are now friends. How much? Mama Kemi says 200 naira for a basket. These tomatoes are a bit soft. Aunty, please add small fish. Rain has already beaten this market today. Fresh tomatoes, ma. Come on, buy. Sit down and rest.
This girl is tired, but she’s still helping. For many weeks, I came here dressed like a poor old woman. I saw people insult me. I saw people avoid me. I saw people treat me like I was nothing. But this morning, Simisola treated me like a person. Not because of money, not because of name, just because she had a heart.
Hope. Maybe God has finally shown me the kind of woman my grandson needs. Mama. Welcome. Good evening, my son. Mama, let me help you. Carry it gently. These tomatoes have suffered today. Why does she look like this? Grandma, what happened again? I went to the market.
I can see that. But why do you look like you fought the whole market? You went out without your driver and guards again? My son, sit down. Grandma, no. First, tell me what happened. Femi, bring me water first. Let me drink before you start your court case. Grandma, why do you keep doing this? You are not poor.
You don’t need to suffer yourself. I know. I am not suffering. Then what are you doing? I am learning. Learning what again? Learning people so you can get a good wife. Grandma, please. Today, I saw two kinds of people in one place. One had money, fine clothes, fine car, and no respect. The other had almost nothing, but her heart was clean.
What exactly happened? The car horn scared me. I slipped and fell to the muddy ground. Then the young lady inside the car came down and rained insults on me. She even said someone like me should be in a nursing home. She said that? If I was there, and maybe that is why I saw what I needed to see. What do you mean? That was when another girl came.
What girl? Someone with a good heart. That girl ran to me like I was her own mother. She dropped her bag in the mud and helped me stand. She stood up to the proud lady and defended me fearlessly. That is a strong girl. Not just strong, wise. She bought me water and even helped me sell.
She did not look at me like a beggar. Does she know who I am? She does not even know I have a grandson. That is rare. That girl has a good heart. She did not know me, but she treated me like a human being. My son. Yes, Grandma. You are getting older. Grandma, please don’t start. I will start because I am old. And old people have the right to disturb their children. You are a billionaire.
You already have so much money. What you need now is a good woman to share it with. I want a wife for you. Not a woman who loves your house. Not a woman who only shine beside you for pictures. I want a real woman with a kind heart. Like the young lady I met today. Grandma, I hear you. No, you don’t hear me.
You only allow my words to pass your ear. Grandma, before you continue match-making, you should know I already have someone. You have someone? Yes. Since when? Not long. And you did not tell me? I wanted to be sure first. What kind of woman is she? She is beautiful. Mhm. She is confident.
She knows how to carry herself. She has many followers online. Followers? She is a fashion influencer. Does she influence good behavior? My son, I asked a question. Grandma, she can be proud sometimes. Sometimes. She’s just used to a certain lifestyle. It is not really her fault. In her work, she has to look big.
She has to show people she is important. Looking important and treating people badly are not the same thing. She spends a lot. Too much sometimes. Bags, shoes, clothes, hotels, pictures, everything is for content. Content? Yes, Grandma, for social media. What more can I say? This world has changed.
It has. Does she respect poor people? That silence has answered me. Grandma, I am not saying she’s perfect. Nobody’s perfect. I know she has bad sides. But maybe she can change. My son, marriage is not a place where you go and repair someone’s bad character. It is a place where two people build peace.
If a partner gives you worry before marriage, what will she give you after marriage? You have suffered enough. You loved someone before. And your business had problems, she left you. I know why you are afraid. Grandma, please. No. Let us say the truth. She did not just leave. She laughed at me. She told me she could not build with a man who was still trying to find himself.
Some friends stopped picking my calls. She was the only person I thought would stay. She left and married someone richer 6 months later. After that, I promised myself I would never beg any woman to love. Since then, many women have come. Some were nice at first. But later, it was money, money, money. One wanted a Dubai trip before love.
One even asked me to buy her mother land after 2 weeks. This world. I am tired, Grandma. I know, and that is one of the main reasons why I go out in disguise. That is why I don’t rush marriage. Sometimes I feel it is better to be alone. No, my son. It is not good for your heart to be alone forever.
Especially as your parents are no longer in this world. I know. Then don’t choose loneliness because bad people disappointed you. Not all women are the same. I only started dating this new one recently. I thought maybe because she is bold and classy, she’s what I need. Maybe because she is confident, she will not be intimidated.
Confidence without kindness is trouble wearing perfume. Grandma, you have started. I am serious. I know. Invite her. Who? The woman you are dating. Invite her here. Let me see her with my own eyes. You really want to meet her? Yes. Okay. I will invite her tomorrow. Good. Simisola, you are back? Yes, Mama.
How was the interview? They said they will call me. That same call again. It is okay, Mama. It is not okay. You woke up early, you spent transport, then they will just say they will call. This country can tire somebody. I am not tired yet. What happened to your shoes? Mud everywhere.
That one is long story. Tell us, did you fall? No, Mama. I helped someone who fell. Who? An old woman in the market. You gave your transport money to help a stranger? Mama, but she needed it more than me. But you also needed it. I trekked a little. I am home now. This girl this your heart will take you far one day.
I hope it takes me to a good job first. My daughter, you did well. She reminded me of you, Mama Mama. She sells tomatoes at the market. Tomorrow, if I pass there again, I will check on her. You have started carrying another person’s problem. Mama, maybe helping her will make me forget my own small problem.
Small problem? Joblessness is not small. Papa, I’m alive. I have hands. I have sense. I will find something. That is my daughter. She is almost here. Your girlfriend? Yes. Hmm. Grandma, please don’t start judging her before she comes. I have not judged anybody. But your face has judged.
My face is old. It can do what it likes. She is here. Baby. Welcome. Hmm. Your house is beautiful. Thank you. But you need to change some furniture. It looks too old. This place can be more classy. Aduni this is my grandma. She practically raised me after my parents died.
Grandma, good Good So, you know how to greet? Grandma? Grandma, I don’t understand. You don’t understand? What is going on? My son, this is the woman from the market. What? What? The one who nearly hit me with her car. The one who told me to go back to the village. The one who said old people like me should be in a nursing home.
Adunni, Femi, wait. It was not like that. I thought she was a beggar. I didn’t know she was your grandmother. So, if she was not my grandmother, it would be okay? No. I mean, I was angry. The market was crowded. She fell near my car. I fell because your driver kept pressing horn and moving too close.
Grandma, I am sorry. Do not call me Grandma. Just now, you thought I wouldn’t recognize you. You insulted and humiliated an old woman in public? Femi, please. You know I can be dramatic sometimes. It is part of my personality. Bad manners is not personality. Femi, please don’t do this. I love you.
You are not sorry because you hurt an old woman. You are sorry because the old woman has a rich grandson. That is not true. If I was really poor, would you be standing here begging me? Answer her. I didn’t know. That is the problem. You needed to know who she was before you could treat her like a human being.
I can change. Good. But, do it far from this house. Femi? I can’t continue this relationship. What? I said this relationship is over. Because of one mistake? No, because this is not one mistake. This is your heart showing itself. You will regret this. I already regret bringing you here.
You think you can disgrace me and go free? My son. Mama, I’m ashamed. You did not insult me. She did. When I brought her into our lives. You saw the signs, but you were hoping she would change. You were right. I did not want to be right. I just want you to be happy.
I know. Do not let this close your heart. My heart is tired. Sir. [music and singing] Should I drive you? No, Bayo. I want to drive myself today. Are you sure, sir? Yes, I need air. All right, sir. Not today. that they do. Please come and check my car. I am near the market road, close to the
old filling station. They just stopped to lift the one who’s fallen and walk away before you say thank you. You may not Auntie, let me help you. Thank you, my dear. This thing is heavier than me today. You should not be carrying all this alone. Enter slowly, Auntie. Don’t rush.
God will bless you for this help. God bless you. Amen, ma. Enter carefully. Good morning. Good morning. I saw what you did. What did I do? You helped that pregnant woman without expecting anything in return. Ah, it’s what anyone should do. That is true.
You even got to her before me. You are not from this market. Is it that obvious? Very. My car stopped nearby. I am waiting for a mechanic. Oh. Sorry. Thank you. What is your name? Simisola. But people call me Simi. Simi, the same name Grandma mentioned? Let me not assume. What happened? Nothing. It is a nice name.
Thank you. And you? Femi. Nice to meet you, Femi. Nice to meet you, too. So, what do you do, Mr. Car Man? Business. In this country, everybody is into business. That is true. So, which kind of business? Different things. Hmm, that one sounds like rich people’s answer. Maybe I just don’t know how to explain it.
Or maybe you don’t want to. You are sharp. What about you? I studied business administration. That is good. It is good on paper. In real life, I am still looking for work. You don’t have a job? What do you do now? I my mother sell food stuffs. Gari, beans, pepper, onions, small things like that.
And do you like it? I like working. I don’t like sitting down complaining. If you had money, what would you do? I will open a clean small food store. Food store? Yes. Not big. Just a neat place where people come buy fresh soup ingredients. Some women are tired after work. They don’t want to struggle in the market.
I can make it easy for them. That is a good idea. I know. But good idea without money is just talking. Not always. You sound like motivational speaker. No. I mean, you can start small. That is what I want. I don’t need to start big. Even one small shop is enough. I just want to work. Wait. Don’t drag it like that.
It’s will tear. Let me help. You? Yes. With this clean shirt? I can wash it. Can you carry pepper bag? Not bad. Thank you. You have passed beginner level. You are so easy to talk to. I also cannot believe I have said so much to someone I just met. I have not laughed like this in days.
Sir, I am close. All right, I am near the pepper stall. Your mechanic is coming in. Good. Yes. Why do I suddenly not want this mechanic to come? Will I see you again? Do you always ask strangers that? No. My mother sells not far from here. Can I come and greet her? Slow down, Mr. Business.
I only asked to greet. Greet from far first. Fair enough. Good morning, sir. I have to go. My mother will soon start calling my name like I stole her beans. Can I walk you a little? No need. Stay with your car. I don’t know why, but I want to see her again. For the first time in days, I am smiling.
Sir? Yes? Your car is here, but your mind has followed her. Check the car, please. Start it now, sir. It is working now. So, this one is Too much. Keep the change. Thank you, sir. I need to see her again. You look different. Different how? Your face is no longer fighting everybody. I just drove around.
Mhm. What? Nothing. Who did you meet outside? Meet? People don’t come back smiling at the floor for nothing. I met a girl. I knew it. Grandma, my car stopped near the market. She helped a pregnant woman carry heavy bags. Then she helped a little boy carry pepper bags. That moment stayed with me.
What is her name? Simi. Could it be the same Simi? That sounds like her. You know her? I told you about a young woman who helped me that day. The one from the market? So, it was her. Isn’t that too much of a coincidence? Maybe it’s just the same name. There is only one way to find out.
I want to see her, too. As yourself? As the woman she helped. Maybe she is not your Simi. I spoke so much to a stranger. I was so shocked. Do you want to see her again? Yes. Then see her. I don’t want to spoil this before it starts. My son, do not rush her. I won’t. A girl like that should not be treated like a distraction from pain.
She deserves respect. I know. Grandma, must you go like this? Yes. At least take someone with you. I am not going to fight a war. Where is this girl? Mama, are you looking for that fine girl that helped you? You know her? Yes. She helps her mother sell food stuffs close to the other side. Very respectful girl.
