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  • My Two Wives Are In Love With Each Other (Episode 1)

    My Two Wives Are In Love With Each Other (Episode 1)

    My Two Wives Are In Love With Each Other Episode 1

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    🔸 My Two Wives Are In Love With Each Other:

    Charles has completely changed from the sweetest husband he used to be since after ten years he got married and that is causing Chioma his wife sleepless nights.

    Di’m oma (my sweet husband) what is the problem? For the past two weeks, you have been so cold to me. Obi’m (my heart)talk to me I’m your wife I merit to know what is going on in your life. Chioma, for the past two weeks now you have been asking the same question and I keep telling you I’m fine what else are you glancing to hear from my mouth? I told you I’m fine and I’m fine just let me be, woman. That’s Charles responding to Chioma with so much bitterness.

    Babe, I won’t leave you alone. I’m your wife. What I’m doing right now is what any woman in my shoe will do when her husband’s love is slipping away. All of a sudden you don’t eat my food, I will cook and eat alone with the children. You don’t talk to me anymore. You will come back from work and be on the phone for four to five hours with God knows who.

    Chioma, you want to know what brought about the change huh? now Chioma, look at your Tommy. Are you proud of it? Look at your size, your breast, and your body, stretch marks all over your laps. For goodness sake, you weren’t like this ten years back. Gosh! I’m sick I”m tired of this marriage.

    Those words quickly blew Chioma off her fit. She immediately sat down on the sofa and buried her face in the floor. She struggled to speak at the moment but she still couldn’t believe those words are coming from her husband.

    Charles you dare stand there and look me to my face and body shamed me your wife?
    After giving you, sons and daughters. Two boys and two girls you still expect me to look like I was ten years ago Charles. You know what Charles? Thank you for appreciating me with such unbearable words.

    I’m sorry Chioma.
    I’m sorry things changed. I never planned for this myself but I think this is the best time for me to tell you I’m getting a second wife.

    TO Be Continued

  • My Root (Episode 1)

    My Root (Episode 1)

    My Root Episode 1

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    🔸 My Root:

    She has turned twelve years yet she still acts the same. It baffles me because I know children these days who live in the city don’t play in the rain anymore. But in her case, she plays as if her life depended on the rain.
    Chinwekene!
    Chinwekene!

    She will not answer you. Her eyes are already closed. Please, let her be. She will fall sick if you forcefully make her come inside. She must surely come in once the rain seizes from falling. Rebecca told her husband who was calling their daughter to leave the rain and come inside the house.

    Rebecca and her husband Ifediora stood by the window side and watched Chinwekene play under the rain happily with her eyes closed.

    I think you caused all this Rebecca. There are certain things I would have stopped Chinwekene from doing but you kept saying let her be she will fall sick. Leave her she will grow past it. Look at her today, she is twelve years old. Twelve whole years. Instead, she keeps acting strange every day. Ifediora blames her wife Rebecca for their daughter’s act.

    I’m her mother. I stay with her every day while you go to work or travel for weeks. I know what I see and what I’ve observed. I’ve also tried to stop her from doing certain things but each time I try she falls sick and we spend a lot of money on her each time she falls sick. That’s why I always beg you not to force her to stop doing some things she does. I believe she will stop someday on her own accord. Rebecca said.

    She’s abnórmal. It is obvious now and I’ve confirmed she is and even possésséd.

    But I’m normal Dad. Chinwekene interrupted her father who was trying to tell her wife Rebecca about her abnormalities.

    If you are normal then stop acting like an àbnórmal child. Stop acting like a póssésséd child. My friend, will you go inside and take those wet clothes off your body? Ifediora angrily said to her daughter Chinwekene.

    Obi’m, that girl is just twelve but you always talk to her as if she’s an adult. Rebecca said to her husband Ifediora.

    But she doesn’t act her age. She acts like an adult. I will continue talking to her like an adult until she behaves well. Ifediora said.

    Even at that, she is still a child. Rebecca said.

    Wait, did you observe something? She was out there playing in the rain. How did she know we were talking about her and walked in on us? Unlike Chinwekene I know that doesn’t leave the rain if the rain doesn’t stop. She did this yesterday I was discussing her. She was in the room sleeping but she heard us and came out and sat with us. Ifediora said.

    It is not something new. She brings out a new character every year on her birthday. Rebecca said.

    So you knew? Anyway, any year she decides to turn into a snàké in this house, I will personally use the opportunity and kîll and bûry her. Ifediora angrily said and walked in.

    Is that what you wish your daughter? God fórbîd. Rebecca rejected.

    Dad, Chinwekene has started singing that war song you told her not to be singing again in the room. Nnanna reported her sister Chinwekene to their father.

    Dad, that’s not true. Don’t mind Nnanna. It is not a war song Chinwekene is singing. It is an Igbo song. Nnenna who happens to be Nnanna’s twin sister defended their last born Chinwekene.

    Go and call Chinwekene for me. Ifediora instructed Nnanna.

    Nnanna went to their room and called Chinwekene.

    How many times have I told you to stop singing a war song in this house? Ifediora asked Chinwekene.

    It is not a war song I sang. Chinwekene said to her Dad looking so terrified.

    Okay, if it is not a war song you sang then sing what you sang let me hear. I’m listening. Her father told her glancing at her steadily to hear the song she was singing.

    Chinwekene was looking so pitiful. She looked at her mom with her eyes filled with tears for her mother to intervene on her behalf because she knew she would be punished by her Dad.

    Chinwekene, sing what you sang before I use the cane on you! Her father screamed at her.

    I’ve forgotten what I sang Daddy. Chinwekene said crying.

    I know what she sang Dad. She was singing: ojiugo Nwafornata na ijele mu eluo. Nnanna repeated what Chinwekena sang.

    Her father brought out a cane meant for them and gave Chinwekene three strokes of the cane on her right palm.

    Repeat such a song in this house next time and see what I will do to you. Common go to your room. Chinwekene’s father angrily told her and she quickly ran to her room crying loudly.

    Obi’m, I think that song is Thereasa Onuora’s song not a war song. Rebecca told her husband.

    Then where and how did she learn such a song from? We don’t play such music in this house. All the time she keeps doing ancient things and singing ancient songs. What is stopping her from singing Mercy Chinwo’s song we play in this house repeatedly? Ifediora asked.

    Where she learned it from is what I don’t know but it is an Igbo song. Maybe is because she doesn’t know how to speak Igbo that’s why she sings mostly Igbo songs. It’s obvious she loves her dialect and culture and she wants to learn it. Rebecca said.

    Then she should learn Chinyere Udoma’s song. Let me sleep I have an appointment tomorrow morning. Good night. Ifediora said.

    Have a pleasant night rest. Rebecca responded.

    The next morning Rebecca woke her husband up to prepare and catch up with his appointment but he was too sick and weak to wake up.

    Obi’m, wake up. I hope you have not forgotten you have an appointment this morning. Rebecca said as she romanced her husband’s chest to wake up.

    I’m awake already but I can’t stand up or move my body. It has started again. Ifediora said lying still on the bed with his front facing the ceiling.

    TO Be Continued

  • Christmas In The Village (Episode 1)

    Christmas In The Village (Episode 1)

    Christmas In The Village Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “Christmas In The Village Episode 1 Of Christmas In The Village by Amaka Ember Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🙋🎉🎈 Christmas In The Village EPISODE ONE: 💞

    Ada, your phone has rung more than five times if not more and you seem not bothered about it. Hello, is like someone is owing one of these online loan apps and she’s avoiding their calls. Uju said to Ada and started laughing.

    Hahaha! Don’t tell me you have started patronizing online loan apps this one they are the only ones that crossed your mind. Let no one call me one day and said Uju is on the run with their one thousand five hundred naira hahaha. Ada replied to Uju and laughed back at her.

    Nah, I can’t stoop that low. Get your phone girl the call is coming again. Uju reminded Ada.

    My dear, let that phone keep ringing. It’s my Mom. I’m not ready to answer her any time soon. Ada said.

    Wait, your Mom? Uju asked.

    Yes, She has been calling for the past week now. I just don’t have her strength.

    Don’t be heartless Ada. Pick up or call her back to know what’s the matter. What if she’s sick and needed to talk to you or she needs something? Common girl, one week is way too long to avoid Mama’s call. Besides you didn’t tell me you are quarreling with your mom? Uju told her.

    If my mom is sick she isn’t the one that will call to tell me. Many people would have notified me. So, she’s sound. She’s just calling me to get me angry. Ada said.

    Please, pick she’s calling again. Uju said.

    Ada picked up the call and put it on loud volume.

    Ada rie nsî! did you hear what I said? Ri juo nsî onu! your mother has been calling you for the past week and you didn’t pick up or even return my calls. Ada’s mom said on the phone.

    Mama, answer my greetings first you are busy abusing me. Ada said.

    Answer Which greetings? If I didn’t call you would you have remembered to greet me? Anyways that’s not why I called you. Do you know Kosarachi? Daughter of Adibe the Barber? Ada’s mom asked Ada.

    Mama, I don’t know her. You should know I didn’t grow up in the village so I didn’t know many people. What happened to the Kosarachi? Ada asked.

    Nothing happened to her. She is the third daughter of her parents. I’m just calling to tell you we are just coming back from her introduction. They have married her too. Ada’s mother said.

    Okay, is there any important thing you called me for mama? Ada asked her mom.

    So what I just told you now is not important Adanna? Ada’s mom asked.

    Mama, please don’t start now. I’m with a friend here and your voice is loud. Don’t worry mama I will call you back in the evening. Ada told her and ended the call.

    I’ve picked up the call now hope you have heard what she was calling me for. Ada asked Uju.

    Do I even understand the message she was passing to you? Uju said.

    Hahaha! You are carnal. You would have understood if you were in spirit. Ada joked.

    Go joor! Catch your phone it’s ringing again. Uju called Ada’s attention again.

    Ada grabbed her phone it was her mom she just finished talking with. She picked up.

    Ada today is 7th December. I forgot to ask you when you will be coming home for Christmas. Ada’s mom asked.

    Mama, I thought I told you before now that I’m not coming home this Christmas. Ada said.

    Nne, you will oh. The last time you came home was two years ago. This year is all Umuoma must-come home year. All the sons and daughters of Umuoma town are coming home including the ones abroad. You have never witnessed it. You will come home and meet with your people. Under must. Ada’s mom said.

    Mama I’ve heard you, I will think about It. How is Papa, is he getting better at all? Ada’s asked.

    Your father is there oo. He sicks and gets up and sick again. When you come home you will see his condition. Ada’s mother said.

    It’s well Mama. I will try to come home if not for anything but because of Papa. Anyhow my plans are I will let you know. Mama Ngwanu I will call you later. Ada said and ended the call.

    Uju, come let’s go it’s almost 5:00.

    Oh, I forgot to tell you. Nnamdi said I should call him when we are about to leave. He said he will be joining us in the car. Uju told Ada.

    Alright, call him then let him come out. Ada said.

    Uju called Nnamdi. They didn’t talk for up to twenty seconds she ended the call.

    He said he is leaning on the car already waiting for us. Uju told Ada.

    Ada and Uju proceeded to where Ada parked her car and picked Nnamdi up because they are both going in the same direction.

    Mehn after today’s work, my coming to work again will be in January. Nnamdi said as they are heading home.

    Why? Why January? Ada asked.

    Nothing is happening again in the office. I’m traveling to Ghana next weekend to meet my guys. That’s where I’m spending my Christmas holiday for good.

    Nnamdi for the past five years now you have not visited your people in the village. It’s another Christmas holiday you are talking about traveling to Ghana. Who did this to you? Uju asked Nnamdi.

    My dear, you see this my sanity eh? It is very important to me. From January to December is work, work, work! December is merriment season so, I’m using it to cruise and have better peace of mind. Traveling to the village to face Nnamdi you are getting old we thought you will be coming home with a girl you will marry is just something I don’t want to hear for now from anybody in the village. Nnamdi said and kept his face on the other side of the window.

    Hahaha! Wait let me get something here! Do you mean guys also face the same situation too? I thought it is only women. Uju, I guess you have understood my conversation with my mom earlier. This is exactly what my mom meant on the phone. Ada said.

    Chimooo! So we all are facing the same situation? That’s fine! It’s good to know I’m not in this alone. Hahaha! Uju said and laughed out loud.

    I think my own is the worst because my mom wants me to marry a Catholic man who hails from my state and a native of my town. Anything aside from this she said I’m alone. She took the same decision for my younger Sisters and they both settled with my town men. Even my brothers too my mom insisted they marry from my village. Why my Mom is still taking it softly with me because I Carter for everyone in my family. If not that I’m not educated or have something doing she would have found a man for me in the village. Ada complained sadly.

    That’s serious. In this present world Mothers still do that? Nnamdi asked.

    What? I’m just hearing this from you for the first time Ada. Wait, I thought your mom is educated and primary school headmistress. She should be more than this na. Uju said.

    My dear, I just decided to keep it to myself because I know one day I will tackle it by myself and that day will be this December. This Christmas will be long for me, my mom, and those village people behind her actions.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • The Choice I Made (Episode 4)

    The Choice I Made (Episode 4)

    The Choice I Made Episode 4

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    👫💞 The Choice I Made Episode Four:

    It’s been over seven months since Blessing left Nigeria. Her number isn’t connecting anymore and she has not called as she promised Preye she will call her immediately after she gets there. Preye became worried that there’s no single day that passes by she will not try Blessing’s number to know if it will get connected.

    Mama, I’m thinking if I should go to Memgbe, Blessing’s village, and know if her siblings have heard from her ever since she traveled. Preye suggested.

    Yes, it’s important but since you don’t know how to locate her compound in Memgbe. How do think you can find it? Preye’s Mother asked.

    She has described her place to me and her Surname is Tamunotonye. I will concentrate on searching for Tamunotonye’s family. If I couldn’t find it I will come back. After all is not far from here and it isn’t a place one can get lost.

    The next day, Preye left for Memgbe and as luck may have it she located her compound. It was a very large family that deserves to be given an autonomous community. Nobody would give Preye answers about Blessing’s whereabouts apart from Dagogo who is Blessing’s Immediate younger sister whom they told her she now works and lives at Assiri with white people close to their construction site. Preye transported herself to Assiri. She met Dagogo and she told her the same thing that Blessing has never called.

    But Blessing said the person that invited her is your cousin. Preye asked.

    Yes, Blessing knows all our cousins because she was the one our parents brought closer to them. I don’t know them all I only know their names. Dagogo explains.

    Is there no way you can get the number of your cousin she stays with? Preye aske.

    If I try I will get the number but my work here doesn’t give me time. But I know Blessing is sound and safe. Dagogo said.

    I hope so too. Preye said and moved closer to Dagogo. These white people, do they need more workers because I’m looking for work too. Preye whispered to her.

    For now, no they are not. But you have to live here if they employ you. There’s a man in charge of employing workers. Any day they will be needing a new worker I will tell him about you. Dagogo said.

    Preye and Dagogo exchanged contact. Preye went home and told her mother how she went and where she went I met Dagogo.

    Heeeyi! So, you mean you reached Assiri construction site today? Preye’s mother asked.

    Yes, mama, hahaha! Mama, you shouted as if you know where the construction site is. Preye laughed at her Mom.

    Of course, I do know Assiri too well. We have gone there when the white people newly arrived. It was rumored they were digging out gold from the ground. Many people from different villages went to see it by themselves. we went and it was all lies. Preye’s mum briefly narrated a small story to Preye.

    Haaa! Ehe, Mama I also told Dagogo she should let me know when her boss will be employing people so I will go and apply.

    No, you can’t try it. Transporting yourself every day from here to Asiri and coming back, do you know how much it will cost a day or do you think because they are white people they will pay you a million? Preye’s Mom said

    No mama na. I will live there the way Dagogo lives with them. Preye said.

    You can’t take my child Victory at this age and go to such a place. Preye’s Mom seriously said.

    Who is even taken Victory? He will be here with you. Preye’s said.

    This discussion is now sounding childish. Let me go and pack my garri inside it wants to rain. Preye’s mother stood up and left her.

    Three months later, around 10:30 at night. Preye’s phone rang and it was a + number that isn’t a Nigerian number.

    Mama! Mama! Wake up oo + number is calling me. Preye woke her mother from sleep.

    Pick, pick, and put it on a loud volume if it is ritual people, we will know.

    Preye picked and place on a loud volume. It was Blessing. Preye shouted that her voice startled Victory from sleep and got him crying. She rushed outside because Victory’s cry started disturbing the call. They talked for hours on the phone. The phone call ended with Blessing inviting Preye over and telling her plenty of money flows where she is.

    The call ended Preye rushed inside and happily told her mother that Blessing in inviting her over.

    Hmmm! Preye this is what we will talk about tomorrow. Let’s not wake Victory up from sleep again. Preye’s mother said.

    TO Be Continued