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  • The Witch’s Daughter (Chapter 2)

    The Witch’s Daughter (Chapter 2)

    The Witch’s Daughter Chapter 2

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    🤷 The Witch’s Daughter Chapter TWO:

    Two days later, after we had cleaned the house, we moved in. The first thing my father did was to bring a powerful, local man of God who prayed for the house and poured anointing oil. Feeling secured after the pastor’s prayer, we settled in to begin enjoying our new home.

    It had been a week now and we hadn’t had any incident. I was already beginning to believe what my father had said about the agent’s stories. As scary as the stories sounded, I still wanted something adventurous to happen and had been disappointed that nothing had happened so far. I loved ghost stories and ghost encounters as long as they don’t kill me.

    The next day, after my dad had gone to work and my mum and younger sister were having an afternoon nap, I wandered to the back of the house and noticed something I had not noticed since we got there. It was an old house surrounded by a thick bush. The house looked mysterious to me and this increased my curiosity. I wondered why someone will leave the surroundings of his house so untidy in this modern times. I decided to go check who lived in the house. When I got there, I met a beautiful little girl, just about my age.

    “Hi there!” I called.

    “Hey”

    “How are you?” I asked.

    “Good and you? Where do you come from?”

    “We moved in a few weeks ago. We live in that house there.” I said, pointing to our house.

    “Ok, my mum told me about it.”

    “Your mum? Where is she? Who else do you live with?”

    “Yeah. I live with my mum. Just the two of us.” She said.

    “I want to meet her. Where is she?”

    “She went into the forest since morning and hasn’t returned yet. By the way, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to meet my mum. In fact, it will be a prudent thing for you to start going.”

    “Leave me alone.” I said. “What is wrong with you? Where is your father?”

    She didn’t respond.

    “Please, tell me why you don’t want me to meet your mum.” I urged.

    “She is a witch. Yes, my mum is a witch. Please go before she comes. I don’t want something bad to happen to you, please.” She begged.

    I refused to go. I told her I wasn’t going to move an inch until she told me all about her mum. She did. She said her mum had been driven from her village for practicing necromancy. A woman’s husband had died. This woman loved her husband very much and wanted to be with him again in spite of the fact that he was dead. Someone directed her to the witch who used her powers to invoke the woman’s husband. The woman’s dead husband appeared in her temple for real. Not his spirit but his flesh and blood. The widow was called at the dead of night to meet her husband. She was very happy to meet her dead husband again. However, they were warned never to make love or she will die. She didn’t heed to the witch’s warning, made love to her husband and died. Her husband disappeared and was never seen again.

    The villages got angry and chased her away from the village. The villages had tolerated her enough. That was not the first time she had openly practiced wizardry in the village. There was another time the children of the village were complaining that each time their parents go to the farm, a strange little child came and played with them. He even ate their food. Their parents had many times set a trap to catch this strange little child. However, they had never succeeded.

    The witch was invited and she succeeded to catch the strange little child. It was discovered that the little boy was a ghost. He left his grave everyday when he was sure that the villagers had all gone to the farm and only the children were left at home. He came and played with them and ate their food. When he was sure their parents were going to start returning from their farms, he vanished and went back to his grave. That was his normal routine until he was caught and destroyed.

    My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I listened to the stories about her mum. Any other little child my age might have been very afraid and would have left immediately. I was the opposite of every little child. I was very interested in the stories instead and wanted her to tell me more.

    “Please, go now. I can hear an owl hooting and our black cat which had been absent since morning had suddenly appeared. That was an indication that my mum would be here any minute. Please, go.” She begged desperately.

    “I will only go if you tell me one more scary story about your mum.” I said, excitedly.

    I was playing with fire and deep down I knew it. However, I had an unholy appetite for all things supernatural.

    “Okay, please, promise you will go after this, please.” She almost went down on her knees.

    “Alright, I promise.” I said. I was enjoying the whole show.

    She told me that the first time that her mum had come close to being exiled from the village was when a neighbour had given birth to a beautiful baby. That neighbour had quarreled with her mum only recently and had called the latter an old and ugly hag. Her mum had decided to revenge in a way and time of her chosen. When the neighbour brought her new born baby from the hospital to the house, her mother magically came at the dead of night and burst the child’s ear lobes and put earrings in them. The neighbour was outraged when shoe got up at night because of the baby’s incessant cries and realized that her earlobes had holes and there were earrings hanging from the holes.

    The next day, they visited a with doctor who told them who was responsible for the act. The woman assembled the village youths who would have lynched the witch. However, she was spared when she confessed and was made to pay a huge fine.

    I had heard enough for one day. I said my goodbye and quickly left to our house. The little girl felt so relieved when she saw me leaving. I went home and my mum and kid sister where still sleeping. I decided that the next day, I will go and see her again. I had a feeling she wasn’t happy. I decided I would be her friend and someday, who knows? I might her free her from her mum, the witch. A decision I will seriously come to regret in future.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • The Fallen Angel (Chapter 1)

    The Fallen Angel (Chapter 1)

    The Fallen Angel Chapter 1

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    🤷 The Fallen Angel Chapter One:

    It is said that, a very long time ago in heaven, there was a war. Some angels who had gone renegade decided to rise up against The Maker. However, their plot failed because The Maker and His heavenly angels, fought back viciously and of course, He is the Almighty and He won. The story didn’t however, end there. The renegades were exiled and sent out of heaven above. Some fell in the sea, some on land and some stayed in the air.

    Those who fell in the seas of course had to adapt to aquatic life. They had to look like the creatures of the sea in order to fully adapt. That’s how mermaids and mermen came about. Those that fell on land became demons on the land and those that hung in the air became demons of the air. They are widely know as fallen angels.

    The almighty, in spite of His victory over the renegades, was generous enough not to take back their powers. They kept their powers and that is why they can be able to harm us today. It is said that native doctors, soothsayers and even some men of God tap their powers from them. As for the story about men of God dear readers, never accuse a man of God of getting his power from a questionable source. For starters, you don’t have any proof. So, attacking him would mean going against bible principles which say “Touch not my anointed and do my prophet no harm.”

    However, in spite of the fact that these spirits have powers, they have one limitation. They can’t exist in physical form. Hence they need a body to possess. Here in Africa, and you might have watched it in many horror films, evil spirits possess dogs, cats and owls. They also do possess humans.

    Many years ago, I was told of a story where a man was bitten by his own cat; a cat that he loved and trusted and had lived with for many years. The cat bit him and would not let go. It burried its fangs in the man’s leg and stayed there. All his attempts to remove the cat’s teeth were futile. Finally he resorted to strangling the cat. He strangled the cat until the cat was killed. Then and only then was he able to free his foot from the cat’s vice-like grip. The cat was buried at the back of the house, beside the refuse dump. But the story didn’t end there.

    Whenever this man or his family was going to dump dirt in the refuse pit, they would see the cat’s ghost, chasing them. It happened for a long while and they had to fimally vacate that house. Animals are genrally believed to not have a soul or a spirit. However, that particular cat was extrordinary. It was most likely possessed.

    It is very important to give a Christian burial to a loved one. I will explain why. Africans genrally believe that a dead person can resuurect and cause harm to the living. However, the Christian bible debunks that. If you read Ecclesiastes 9:5-6, it says the dead have no connection to the living. So if people say that they have seen the ghost of your loved one roaming the streets and haunting people at night, you should refuse to believe. This is what might have happened: an evil spirit might have possessed the body of your loved one and now moves around causing havoc. That is why a Christian burial is important. With a Christian burial, no evil can come around the grave of your loved one.

    Fallen angels do move and live around us in the guise of humans. That is why we have to be very, very careful in this life. In fact, being careful in the way you live your life should be your first, second, third, fourth and fifth concern.

    Many years ago, while I was a teacher, I actually did come into contact with a fallen angel. She was my student. I even fell in love with her. It is a long story but I will try to make it short for you.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • The Money Or Your Life (Chapter 1)

    The Money Or Your Life (Chapter 1)

    The Money Or Your Life Chapter 1

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    🤷 The Money Or Your Life Chapter One:

    It was a going to be a bright morning. It was only 6:00 AM yet, the morning sun had already risen. That was what helped me to get out of bed early. My wife of three months had woken up earlier than me. She had therefore shifted the drapes, thereby letting in the sun through the glazed windows. That was a ritual she performed every morning in order to wake me up early.

    If she didn’t do that, I sure would go late to work every day. Not that I was a lazy man, the fact was that my job was very physically demanding. Hence, I came home late every day and therefore needed time to recover from all the stress of the day.

    I was a railway engineer. A new railway was being built to connect our town with the neighbouring one, in order to facilitate movement and trade. That was where I worked. Somedays, I worked from dawn to dusk, and by the time I got home to meet my beautiful wife, it was already past 8:00 PM.

    My wife wasn’t happy with the nature of my job. Several times, she had told me that I should resign and move to another city. I had blatantly refused. However, she was pregnant now, and as a result, I was seriously beginning to consider changing my job.

    I wanted to give myself a year or two before quitting. I wanted to pool some resources together, save enough money before moving to a new town. My wife was going to have a baby, and I wanted us to have a comfortable life when we eventually move to a new city. I had had a very difficult childhood. I didn’t want my children to go through the same ordeal. However, something happened to me that made me quit my railway job earlier that I had anticipated.

    One day, I was working late. It was almost 7:30 PM now and most of the workers had already gone home. I was the foreman, and therefore had to wait for everyone to close before leaving. I was going upstairs to the main company building to check a few things when I heard gunshot sounds. The sounds were coming from a nearby bush. I immediately laid on the floor so as to avoid being hit by a stray bullet.

    The shootout lasted for about forty minutes, and then stopped. I waited for another thirty minutes, just to make sure everything was fine again. When I was sure, I continued my ascent to the third floor of the building. When I got there, I turned on the fog security lights. I peeped through the glazed windows of the third-floor lobby, and what I saw shocked me. There were four corpses lying on the grass. I now realized that there had been a shootout between the police and some armed robbers.

    Four of the armed men laid dead. I was scared to my bones. I didn’t know how I was going to get home. The police might still be around, and since it was dark, mistake me for an armed robber and gun me down. I sat down on a chair close to the window and contemplated my next move. Then something caught my attention outside, and I shifted the drapes and peeped.

    It was evident that one of the robbers hadn’t been killed. He was crawling in the bush, about thirty meters from the scene of the shooting. It was not his crawling that got my attention. It was the fact that he was carrying a bag. The bag seemed to be very precious to him, judging by the way he held it.

    I watched him intently, wanting to see what he was up to. When he had made a good distance from the shooting scene, he pulled out a knife and started digging a hole. He dug for about thirty minutes, then put the bag in the hole, covered it with earth and put some dried leaves and twigs on top. He dusted his hands, cleaned his knife, stood up and left.

    I waited for about an hour, and when I was sure he was really gone, I went down the stairs two at a time, got out of the building and cautiously went to where the bag had been buried. I looked carefully about me to make sure I wasn’t being followed or watched. When I was sure no one other than me was around, I started digging the hole. I removed the bag, opened it and almost screamed. It was full of dollar notes. Hundreds and hundreds of them, carefully stacked. I looked around me again to make sure that no one was watching me. There was no one. I took the bag and ran towards the railway building.

    I couldn’t believe my luck. I had wanted to save up enough money before quitting the railway job. However, fate had made me rich beyond my wildest imagination. There was almost five hundred thousand dollars in that bag. That would make me richer than most of the rich men in town. I couldn’t believe my luck and I was super excited. When I got to the railway building, I collected a few personal belongings and was about to start walking to where I would get a taxi home when I heard a voice behind me. I looked behind and saw two men with guns.

    “Drop that bag and walk away if you want to be alive.” One of them spoke. He was big, dressed in black jeans and black T shirt and wore dark glasses, in spite of the darkness.

    “Why?” It’s not your bag, is it?” I asked, trembling. The risk I was taking was enormous, but so was the money. I had already started seeing life differently. There was no way I was going to give up that money easily.

    “You apparently want to get killed.” The guy with the glasses said. “Look here young man, a lot of people have died because of this money. I don’t want your blood added to it. Kindly drop the bag and be on your way.”

    Instead of me to drop the bag, I ran into the building as he fired twice and missed. He followed me into the building but didn’t know how to find me. I worked in the building and therefore knew my way around. I hid behind a huge cupboard at the ground floor conference room of the building. I could hear their footsteps as they moved around, looking for me. When I was sure that they had gone to another room, I left my hiding place and ran towards the backdoor. I as I ran, I tripped over a chair. The sound of me tripping over the chair drew their attention and the came towards my direction. It was already too late for them. I was out of the building, running away in the dark. They fired at will in the dark, but none of the bullets got me.

    From the railway building to my house was about three hours distance on foot. I couldn’t take the risk to go into the open and try to get a cab. I would be too risky. The armed men might spot me and end my life prematurely. I decided that I would take a path through the bushes. It was a path I knew very well. I was a railway worker and was very used to the bushes around. However, taking the bush path meant a good deal of trekking. I decided that the trekking was worth it, as long as the money and me were safe.

    It was very dark, and my only source of light was the screen of my android phone. I could not use the torchlight of the phone. It was too bright and could draw unnecessary attention to me. By the light of the screen of my phone, I traversed through the lonely bush paths, clutching the bag tightly to my body. Anyone who wanted to get that bag from me had to kill me first. It was over my dead body that I would allow anyone get that money from me.

    In my mind, I was already stinkingly rich. I was already deciding the number of cars I would drive. I would build a big mansion and live like a king. No!! I wouldn’t build a house. I would take me too much time to build a house so, I would just buy one. I would buy a big and nice house. Everybody in the city would have respect for me. I will be in the corridors of power in the city. I would start being invited to where all the big people in the city were invited to. I could not believe my luck.

    However, another voice was speaking to me. The voice was telling me to go to the police and hand the money to them. I might be rewarded for being a good citizen. I rejected that voice immediately. Why take the money to the corrupt police? They would accuse me of armed robbery, throw me in jail and divide the money amongst themselves. I would never go to the police. The money looked like government money and a lot of government officials do steal government money. Many have been put in jail for that. So, why should I return the money. The money was God’s gift to me, and I won’t part even with a single note.

    Another thought came to me. People have died because of the money. That meant the money was blood money. It would be a good thing for me to dissociate myself from anything related to the money. Maybe I should just go to the police or hand the money to the armed men who were after me. But those guys wouldn’t spare me. I was sure they would still want to kill me for putting them through all that trouble. I had seen their faces, and that was enough motivation for them not to let me live. I decided that it was too late to return the money now, even if I had wanted to. The money is mine. I would take the risk.

    It had been close to three hours and thirty minutes now. I had left the bushes and was in my neighbourhood. Almost everywhere was quiet. Most people had gone to bed already. I walked cautiously and sneakily as I approached the compound where I lived. Every now and then, I looked over my shoulders to make sure I wasn’t being followed.

    I rounded a corner and came in full view of my house. What I saw shocked me, and I ran back around the corner. Parked in front of my house, was a Lexus Jeep. Standing beside the jeep, was the guy with the glass, holding a gun.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • The Wedding Party (Chapter 5)

    The Wedding Party (Chapter 5)

    The Wedding Party Chapter 5

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    👫💞 The Wedding Party Chapter Five:

    According to plan, Femi was able to win the heart of his supposed in-laws and they all became happy…

    Femi got home to his parents that day looking happy and fulfilled..he sat with them and planned on how he’d get married to Sandra…

    After two months, Femi is now a big man with doings😄… He was the best Civil engineer in that town… while Sandra was one of the best Architect…

    Femi took his family to see his lover’s family and then, traditional rites was done…so they waited for wedding date…

    Wedding day finally arrived, and Sandra was sitted looking at the mirror joyously with smiles sparkling on her face… She was happy and nervous at the same time because she was going to tie the knot with the guy her heart chose ❤️..

    Her gown sparkled elegantly with the flowing veil covering her well painted face .. her beauty was even more charming…

    She was led to the holy altar by her well dressed dad. Uncontrollable tears rolled down the cheeks of her modish Aso ebi(s)…

    Standing tall before the ready priests was gentle Femi who kept staring up the ceiling to hold down his tears from falling; he was overwhelmed with joy…

    He brought out his hand to collect his bride from his father-in-law, but then, he fell face flat to the ground; he was shot by an unknown killer…

    The church turned upside down… members were confused..some took cover, while some rushed Femi to the hospital…

    Sandra fainted in shock…

    Femi’s rib cage was dripping blood profusely..

    They got to the best hospital in that town and he was attended to with immediate effect…

    He was taken to the theater room for operation after the doctors heard he was shot…

    Both families started crying and praying that he lived and not die..

    His mother wailed bitterly.. her husband’s grip was not even strong enough to control her as she kept laying causes on whoever shot her innocent son

    After about five minutes, one of the doctors came out from the theater room…

    TO Be Continued

  • The Sacrifice (Chapter 3)

    The Sacrifice (Chapter 3)

    The Sacrifice Chapter 3

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    🤷 The Sacrifice Chapter Three:

    If you insist you ain’t going anywhere with me I rather stay back and fight all this shit with you.. Elvis told Geraldine

    Sophie has never loved me as a sister, she just hate me
    Whatever I do irritates her, I’ve tried my best to make peace with her but she doesn’t want.. Geraldine cried

    It’s fine,I’ll talk to Barnabas.. Elvis replied patting her

    Sophie left the house very early the next day, she didn’t tell anyone where she was heading to
    She and her mum had an appointment to meet a native doctor
    They got to the shrine which was decorated with all kinds of craft work, human skeletons,red and black clothes everywhere and a gong was lying on the floor
    Everything in the shrine terrified Sophie, she looked at her mum who was scared but gave her a nod to move forward
    The native doctor was incantating when they entered and sat on the black material which was lying carelessly on the floor

    I am here once again Odogwu… Sophie’s mum Choice said

    What brought you here again? The native doctor asked

    I came here with my daughter Odogwu, she needs your help.. Choice replied

    What does she want? He asked again as he turned to face them

    Talk! Her mum told her

    Mum you’re the one who has been talking nah..

    Erm, Her sister,yes! Her sister has been on her nerves Odogwu and she is pregnant, she wants…

    We want her to have miscarriage.. Sophie corrected

    Is the lady in question your daughter? Asked the native doctor who stared at Sophie’s mum with disappointment

    Yes, she is but she is too…

    I’ll do what you asked for..He interrupted beating the gong seven times

    I’ll give you a pot, when you get home once it’s 1: O’clock midnight carry the pot call her name seven times and make your wish but that pot mustn’t touch the floor
    Any day the pot touches the ground that day will be your end..He instructed going inside one of his thatched rooms to get the pot

    How do I carry the pot home? Sophie asked as soon as the native doctor left

    We will buy a sack bag on our way home,I’ll help you put the pot inside the bag,you will stop at the market to buy food stuffs so that your husband will think you’re coming from the market but remember the pot mustn’t touch the ground..Her mum said

    Mum I don’t want to die ooo.. Sophie said faintly

    You won’t die,you have your own separate room so keep it there and lock it up

    The native doctor came out and handed the pot over to Sophie who carried the pot with all carefulness
    Her mum dropped some money inside the calabash and left

    Let me help you honey.. Sophie’s husband said the moment he saw his wife struggling with the foodstuffs

    Just carry this one.. She replied handing him the bag which contained foodstuffs while she carried the other bag to her room
    She placed the pot perfectly on the bed and smiled, she was about dancing when someone knocked
    She carried the pot to her wardrobe and ran to open the door

    Can I come in? Elvis Geraldine’s husband asked

    Erm, let’s go to the parlour.. Sophie replied

    No,I think here is safer…He insisted

    Okay, Sophie replied as she looked around her room
    Elvis entered and locked the door behind him,he sat

    Why do you hate your sister so much? Elvis asked

    I don’t understand, can you repeat that question again?

    Why do you hate Geraldine? He repeated

    She took you away from me.. Sophie replied with a teary voice

    Yes, she did but you left me for my brother..

    Can we just stop talking about this Elvis? Sophie said as Elvis planted a kiss on her lip

    Elvis please stop…

    But you still want me huh.. Elvis replied taking off his clothes ( you know the rest)

    Sophie stayed awake till 1: O’clock
    She sneaked out of bed and tiptoed to her room
    She did as she was told and went back to meet her husband on bed

    To Be Continued

  • The Woman Who Married A River Prince (Episode 2)

    The Woman Who Married A River Prince (Episode 2)

    The Woman Who Married A River Prince Episode 2

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    🧏 The Woman Who Married A River Prince Episode TWO:

    I became worried. I thought of what I should do. This is not the first time I’m having a strange dream about Frank. And the worst part of it is that, I have never been to Frank house before. He only told me that he owns a mansion and showed me pictures of himself in his house but I’ve never seen it with my eyes or been there before. We agreed that we will not meet in his house to avoid premarital s3x. We wanted to keep ourselves till our wedding night.

    Although we usually kĂŽss, hug and play romantically everytime we see or go on a date. Frank loves me so much; he cares about me and had in so many occasions, proven his love for me. He doesn’t like to see me sad; he apologizes to me when he’s wrong and even when I’m wrong. And I love him so much for this. I love him for who he is and what he makes me feel. I can’t bring myself to figure out anything I could hold on to, and hate Frank so as to call off this wedding. Frank is just the perfect man for me. I thought to myself. I was still lost in thoughts when Kate called my attention back:

    “Grace, say something! You are calling off the wedding, right?” She asked.

    “But how do I call off my wedding that is about six hours from now?” I asked, looking confused.

    “It’s simple; don’t show up. Once it’s 6:00am, I will call a cab and he will take you to our maternal grandmother place; stay there until everything is over; stay there for one week” Kate said.

    “What says the time?” I asked and we checked the wall clock together; it was 2:15am; just six hours to my wedding; six hours to say “I do” with Frank.

    “There is still time for you to make up your mind. Frank is not the only man on earth. If you don’t marry him today, you will marry another guy in future” Kate tried to convince me.

    “But, I love Frank so much” I told her in a tune that potrayed a child who doesn’t know his left and right.
    “But if you marry him, you will die. Which one is better? Leaving Frank and staying alive or marry him and die?”

    “I don’t want to dĂŽe!” I said in a concerned voice. Dear you, please wait and hear me out… I notice that you read my story and refuse to encourage me with your LIKES, COMMENT AND SHARE. It’s making me want to give up.
    Please encourage me by SHARING this story so others can see my page. God bless you as you SHARE

    “Then run away! Don’t continue with this wedding. Run to a very faraway place. Where he can’t find you” Kate said.

    “But what will people say? How will our parents feel if I run away on my wedding day? If all the people they have invited comes, and all my friends and colleagues at work comes but I’m nowhere to be found, how will they feel?. It’s a big shame, you know? If I come back from my hiding place, how will I over come the shame. Everyone will start pointing fingers at me. Anywhere I go, people will say; see that lady that ran away on her wedding day”

    “And after three months of pointing fingers at you, everyone will rest and you will be alive and live your life than to die in marriage” Kate said.

    “I don’t think I can endure the shame. I’m not running away. What if Frank is not who you think he is? What if this dream is a symptom of malaria? No! I will not run away on my wedding day. I will married to Frank today. I will not disappoint him; ” I told Kate.

    “Remember, whenever you dream, it comes to pass. There is no dream that you have ever dreamt that didn’t come to pass. Think twice, Grace! It’s your life that’s at stake here. I will be going back to my bed now; if you finally decide to run away, I’m a few steps away; you can call on me” Kate told me and left my bed. She went back to her bed, which was at the other edge of the room and laid.

    Right from childhood, Kate and I have been each other’s best friend. We know each other’s secret, weakness and strength. We don’t hid anything from ourselves and hardly lie to each other. We share the same room, but sleeps on different beds because, even though we like to do things together and we have a lot in common, we still like our spaces.

    I watched Kate cover herself with her duvet in and angry manner, the way she always do whenever she tells me to avoid what she knows will harm me and if I don’t avoid that thing, it will definitely harm me, as if she is a prophetess. Anytime Kate tells me what to do about something that she presume will affect me negativly and I tend to be indecisive at that moment, she always go back to her bed and cover herself with her duvet. If we are not in our room that moment, she will go to a corner and sit like someone who’s undergoing maltreatment.

    I kept watching Kate, hoping she would turn towards me or come back to my bed but she didn’t and at this point, it drawn on me that I was alone; that she had left me to think about what to do about my marriage which was few minutes to come.

    TO Be Continued

  • The EX

    The EX

    The EX

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    🧏 The EX:

    This is my number, please call me,I said to her as I drove off, looking at her and the boy with her from the mirror, all wasn’t well….

    What could have happened,I mean this isn’t the Rachel I once knew, neither the Rachel I was hoping to see after 12 years…

    Meeting Rachel took me back memory lane.i didn’t know how to feel about the whole reminiscing…..

    It was the best morning of my life 12 long years ago,I had made sure my friends who had come for my bachelor’s eve weren’t able to stop me from going to bed early.i didn’t want to get sleepy in the church on my own wedding,nor too tired to perform my husbandly duties after the wedding…

    Rachy as I often called her was the love of my life,she was my everything,I was hopelessly in love with her and I couldn’t help it….

    Rachel was a very young, elegant,and beautiful young girl of 23,she was light skin and a perfect creature,I was blessed to call her my own,I couldn’t wait to make her mine forever..

    When I popped the big question,I was very happy she said yes….

    Planning the wedding was on both our mothers,both families were happy that we were getting married early,I had finished my service at 26 and my parents were able to set a business for me since no job was coming yet after two years of service.

    Rachy on the other hand had finished from a college of education and my father was doing all he could to get her a place in a government secondary school with the little connection he had…

    Our mothers did the running around for the wedding.my parents loved Rachel as much as they love my sisters,and Rachel’s parents loved me so much…

    I couldn’t wait for the day to come by and Rachel my wife…

    She too was eager to become my wife,we were happily in love,at least so I thought…..

    Then came the big day…..

    I woke up early and had my bath,I was dressed at 7am,for a wedding scheduled for 9am….

    Oboy this wedding thing dey sweet you too much oh,you don dress already,my best friend and best man Collins said…

    Guy I can’t wait to marry the love of my life,I replied….

    Hmmmmmm okay oh,make I do fine wife too,he teased….

    By 8:30am,I was already in church, with my parents and others.the Ministers were so impressed at our punctuality…why wouldn’t I be punctual,when I am getting married to Rachel,I thought within….

    Soon it was few minutes past 9am,and then the church opened in prayers,followed by praises and worship,it was almost 10am,and my bride wasn’t around….

    About 5 minutes to 10,her parents and some relatives arrived…

    Where’s Rachel,I had asked her mother…

    Ahhhaaa, Rachel should be outside in the car,I mean she left way before us,her mother said…

    Collins and I walked out, but unfortunately she was no where around,neither was her maid of honor…

    At this point I was getting worried, especially since her mother stated she had left way before them.i suddenly started feeling very hot…

    Come on man, don’t you think you a taking this a little too far, Rachel would be here soon,just calm down, Collins said…..

    I tried calling her cell phone but it was switched off…

    Oh my God, what’s going on,why isn’t her phone connecting,I asked rhetorically..

    Mike,get a grip of yourself, she’d be here, Collins said trying his best to ease my tension.

    Collins if all is well,why isn’t Rachel here,where could she be,I asked…

    I may not have the answers to your questions,but I sincerely hope she’s okay and would be here soon, probably held by traffic or something…he replied..

    When it was past 10am and Rachel was no where around,her parents and mine and close relatives became anxious…

    The officiating ministers were tired of waiting too.the choristers who were made to continue singing were getting tired,as it was over an hour….

    Some person’s were sent to go check if she was home,they soon returned saying she wasn’t…

    It was almost 12noon, the choristers had stopped singing,they were obviously exhausted, some invited guest had left.i in company of my bestman rushed to a nearby police station to make a report,but we were told to wait for 24hours before reporting her missing.

    Having waited till 1pm,the ministers were on their way home and the church closed….

    Rachel’s parents were already in tears,they went back home hoping to find their daughter.

    My parents and relatives pleaded I went home,but I insisted I was going to Rachel’s place….

    Rachel’s mother was in so much tears and pains..my enemies are at work,they have finally ruin my daughter’s day, who did I offend,who?,that has chosen to do this to me..she cried in pains…

    A day that was supposed to be that of celebration,had ended in tears. .

    Rachel came home at about 10:44pm
    It was late already,but I was still at her place,I refused going home,I wanted to be sure Rachel comes home or wait for any news about her…

    When she returned I rushed to her,are you okay, honey what happened,where have you been,I and those around were asking so many questions at once…

    She dragged me inside a room.what is it honey,what happened, please talk to me, I said.

    Then she looked into my eyes and began.mike,am sorry for not showing up for our wedding,the truth is,I can’t marry you,I am still in love with MY EX who had returned from abroad,he was my first love,he left for Europe five years ago,and now he’s back,I don’t want to live with you without loving you the way you truly deserve, because you are a good man,she said….

    How I managed to survive that day is still a misery as I had thought I was going to die…I looked at her,to be sure she was the one in front of me speaking,Rachy you know I love you with every breath in me,and I thought you loved me too,did I offend you,where did I go wrong, please tell me and I’d make amends please,I peaded in tears….

    Mike,it has nothing to do with you,but all me,I thought I loved you,but I love Sammy more, he’s back,rich and ready to give me the life I always wanted,she said.

    I looked at her in the eyes,I felt like life was leaving me,I staggered out and was almost falling outside but was held up by Collins.

    How we got home I still don’t know till date .

    I locked myself inside the room for days,my family became worried,they had to pull down the door on the fourth day to gain access inside.i was a mess and almost lifeless.

    I was rushed to the hospital,I stayed two days,my family and loved ones were by My side encouraging me every step of the way.

    It’s not the end of the world Micheal,that Rachel refused to marry you doesn’t me you’d die,it was just not meant to be,father had said, Collins didn’t leave me either,he was there encouraging me and making sure I didn’t do anything stupid to myself,a friend indeed.

    Though difficult,months later I was able to face life again with optimism.

    My family wasn’t comfortable that I’d been living in the same state with Rachel,for my sanity sake.they were able to raise money for me to travel abroad….

    I arrived Canada..the first few years was though,but I was determined not to give up.with God’s help I was able to stand firmly,I had even forgotten about Rachel, because she would certainly be married to the man of her dreams already and possibly living abroad with him…

    I was able to fine a Nigerian lady I love and one who loved me right back.we dated for years and then tied the nut, her bride price was paid by my family in our absence and we had our white wedding in canada.we have been blessed with twin girls and life is making sense.

    ……. it’s been 12 long years and I decided to visit Nigeria with my family…

    I went to visit Collins one Sunday and was on my way back home when I met Rachel,I could barely recongise her,she was looking pitiable,as though the troubles of the world was resting on her shoulders,she was both surprised and ashamed to see me,I gave her my number to call me,as it was already late….

    Getting home,I kept wondering what could have happened to Rachel and her abroad boyfriend,after much thinking I fell asleep.

    The next day I waited for her call,but that didn’t happen.i called and told Collins,and he asked me to forget her,and even wondered why I gave her my number…

    Three days later she called.and we chosed a venue to meet up…

    She came looking better than the other day,I believe that was her best,but it still couldn’t hide the burden she was carrying on her shoulders and heart…she came alone and wasn’t with the child she was with the other day…

    Hello Rachel,I greeted,hello Mike,she responded not so comfortable…

    How are you doing,I mean,your husband and family,I asked..

    She looked at me,and nodded her head in the negative,of which I didn’t understand.

    What do you mean,I asked confused…

    I am not married,but I have a son,the boy you saw me with the other day,she said…

    Ohhhhh,so sorry for my assumption,I said .

    I can see you are married,she said.my wedding band on my finger would have passed the message.oh yes,I am,with two beautiful twin girls I replied.

    It’s obvious you are doing fine for yourself,she said slowly..

    It can only be God,I don’t know if I’d be intruding,what happened,I mean to you and your ex that returned from abroad,you know who I am talking about right,I asked as polite as i could…

    She kept quiet for some time and then began.Donald deceived me,I thought he still loved me,I didn’t know he just wanted a fling while he was around,he has a wife and a child abroad,he left without even having the boldness to tell me to my face,he just left me a note, knowing all I had to sacrifice for him,yet he betrayed me and went back,and since then I have never heard from him,she said with some tear drops rolling down her cheeks….

    Oh, please it’s okay,you don’t need to cry, that’ fine now,what doesn’t kill us, only makes us stronger,so they say, please calm down,I said and helped her with my handkerchief to weep her tears…sooooo,what about the father of your son,I asked..

    Hmmmm, Mike,life has really dealt me a great blow,I,I,I, managed to move on after Donald’s betrayal,and then I met Clement,who I thought loved me,i dated Clement for three years and he didn’t tell me he had a wife,then I got pregnant, only for him to tell me he is married with children and I should get rid of my baby,but I didn’t want to go through an abortion,and told him I was keeping the baby,he vehemently told me there that If I decide to keep the child,he had nothing to do with it,and it was all on me,and indeed he kept to his words,he has never visited nor cared for his son for 8years,even though he is aware I have a child with him,she explained….

    Hmmmmmm,life is indeed deep,am so sorry for all you have been through Rachel,you are a strong woman,I am sure you’d come out stronger,I encouraged….

    Mike,I want to use this medium to apologize for how I treated you years ago,,I was such a fool to have let go a diamond like you,please forgive me,she pleaded….

    Oh come on Rachel, certain things are not just meant to be,and we don’t force them,else we’d end up in regret.we were not just meant to be,but frankly,I have moved passed that stage and hold nothing against you,I said…

    Thanks alot Mike,I really appreciate,my spirit,soul and body will be at peace now, she said.

    So what do you do,I mean,how do you get along been a single mom, having to care for yourself and your son all by yourself,I asked..

    Hmmmm, sincerely Mike,things aren’t so good, taking care of myself and son alone has really been though,with my very little salary as a teacher in a small private school,she said…

    Hmmm,I can imagine, especially in today’s economy,sooooo,if you had help,what would you do,I asked her.

    I would venture into business,I think it would be more profitable and better,than waiting for 30 days before having something in the pocket,she eaplained….

    HMmmm, while that’s good,I don’t know the kind of business you’d want to go into,but I sincerely hope that a million naria would go a long way,I asked…

    A million naria,it wouldn’t just go a long way but all the way,but where can I get such amount in this time of scarcity, that would only be a miracle,she said….

    Well miracle do happen, before then let’s have something to eat…

    We made our orders and talked about how life in Nigeria had been for the past 12 years..

    Soon we where done.may I have you account details I asked…

    Okayyyy,she said as she texted it to my phone,right there I made a transfer of a million naria to her,she was practically shaking,and knelt in appreciation…

    Rachel stand up,you are embarrassing me, please stand up,I helped her up….

    Thank you so much Mike, despite all i put you through,you still helped me this much, God bless you in everything you do,she said amidst tears in her voice…

    Rachel, please take care of yourself and son,I sincerely hope you have learnt your lesson,I pray you find someone who will love you genuinely and who you’d love In return, accepting both you and your son.my number with you would stop connecting in few days,as I would be back to Canada with my family,see you when fate says so.bye Rachel.i said,stood and walked away,I could feel her eyes over me,I got in my car and drove off…..

    I had this inner peace that I was able to help MY EX and have Forgiven her from my heart,as unforgiveness is too heavy a burden to carry…..

  • Lust & Temptation (Chapter 1 & 2)

    Lust & Temptation (Chapter 1 & 2)

    Lust & Temptation Chapter 1 And 2

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    👫🧡 Lust And Temptation Chapter One And Two:

    (THE STRANGE LADY) 💁

    ROBERT

    _Being a man of God is really not an easy job, There are lots of qualities that one is expected to achieve and it take a great amount of will power to get those qualities… My name is Robert Omalu and I’m a pastor in one of the catholic churches here in Enugu,..

    Although I do have a job as an estate agent… I’m happily married to the love of my life, Helen .. We got married last year and we’ve been living in harmony ever since.. Helen is a full time reporter and a damn good one at that and I must say, I’m among the envious men in the planet because Helen is an attractive woman both inside and outside.. She once worked as a part time model and was given a small part in a movie to act but she decided to quit cause acting and modeling wasn’t her career of choice, Journalism was._

    Everyday I would sit down and think wondering what Helen ever saw in me.. I wasn’t rich or too handsome, But nevertheless she still loved me and accepted to be my wife.. My friends were jealous of course, some even thought that I charmed Helen but they had no idea that it was true love, and true love is hard to find these days cause most relationships are based on beneficial gains and outcomes.

    But good things don’t last long and my peaceful harmony with Helen began to waver a little bit,… One night I returned home from Church ⛪️, it was quite a hard day and I was really tired, as I entered the house, I realized Helen wasn’t in her usual happy mood and that lovely smile on her face was gone.. Even when I greeted her and asked how her day went, she barely gave me a reply….

    Later that night in our bedroom as we were about to sleep, I bade her goodnight but she never gave me an answer, I reached out to her kissing her neck and asked what the matter was. Helen slowly pushed me away and sat up looking at me squarely in the face, Her gaze was fierce and her mood was gloomy.. I wondered what was bothering her.
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    Robert ➡ Darling.. What’s wrong? Why are you upset?
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    Helen ➡ You’re the reason why I’m upset!
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    Robert ➡ Me!? What have I done? Tell me..
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    Helen ➡ You’re no longer the man I married… You’ve changed.. That romantic spark in our relationship is no longer there.. You no longer touch or caress me, you don’t say romantic or loving words to me.. You barely even compliment how I look, in fact I bet you barely look at me at all.. Ever since you became a pastor our love life is no longer active or blooming, In fact your whole personality has changed… The man I married was a lion, a real lover man.. I don’t need a saint or a man of God! I want a man, a real man and from what I’m seeing you’re a shadow of your former self.
    .

    That’s my Helen… Always dramatic as ever, She would have been an awesome actor if she hadn’t quit… I also felt sorry for her in that moment, I didn’t know she felt this way and I should have been the man she wanted me to be. I had no idea I was neglecting her, Boy, have I f-cked up.
    .

    Robert ➡ Helen baby.. I’m sorry… I had no idea I was neglecting like this.. I promise I’ll change.. It’s just that I’ve been busy lately and…
    …

    Helen ➡ BUSY!? Have I not been busy? I too also work.. Yet I have time to look after the house, I prepare your meals, wash and iron your clothes, clean the bedrooms… I do all this without any complain.. I was expecting you to care and love me… In fact when was the last time, we had s-x? That was two weeks ago and the last s-x we had, You didn’t last long.. You only lasted 4 minutes.. In that past you lasted almost an hour but now… Before we got married we agreed that we would enjoy each other for about a year before we started having kids but now I don’t think you think about that anymore..

    You’ve made your job a top priority, you don’t even pay attention to me anymore (Sighs) .
    Look, I love you Robert.. I really do, and if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have married you.. I married you because you’re honest and truthful and you stay true to yourself.. Most men these days are full of lies and deceit .. But now… I don’t know if you love me anymore..
    .

    Robert ➡ Come on Helen. I love you with all my heart. And I would do anything to please you.. Please remove all doubts about me.. I’m still the same man you married..
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    Helen ➡ Tell me Robert… Are you seeing another woman!?
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    Robert ➡ I swear to God.. No.. You’re the only woman for me.. Why would I want any woman when I have a rare treasure such as you? You have no reason to doubt me.. I’m the man that you fell in love with. You trust me don’t you?
    .

    Helen stared at me for a while and then gave me a kiss before going back to sleep… That night, I could barely sleep at all, I was up thinking about what we discussed with Helen and was afraid of losing her.. I don’t care if I lose my money or property, all of them can be replaced but a loyal and caring woman like Helen, she’s indispensable… Losing her would make me miserable, she’s been my backbone and without her, I’ll be helpless, I don’t think any woman would capture my heart like the way Helen does… After spending hours thinking about what to do.. I decided to finally go to sleep.. I’ll have to improve and worm better on my relationship with Helen.. I can’t afford to lose her and I can’t let that happen.

    The next morning, Helen and I left for work early in the morning, I was relieved when I saw she was back to her normal self, no cold gazes or gloomy moods, Her lovely smile was back on her face. But despite that, I was still worried and processing what we discussed last night.
    Later that afternoon in my office, My friend and estate agent colleague came into my office, he was full of smiles and joy, as he saw how gloomy I was, he asked if I was alright.
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    Victor ➡ Roberto.. How far? What’s with the long face?
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    Robert ➡ Victor.. I’m fine… What’s the occasion? You look excited.
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    Victor ➡ Why not? I’m finally going to a father.. Isn’t it great?
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    Robert ➡ Congratulations.. I’m so happy for you..
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    Victor ➡ Yeah.. So how’s Helen?..
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    Robert ➡ Helen is fine.
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    Victor ➡ My.. You’re one damn lucky b-stard.. I’m still jealous of you.. You have something most men are dying to look for in a woman..
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    Robert ➡ Oh yeah? And what’s that?…
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    Victor ➡ Helen’s got looks, she’s attractive and s-xy.. She’s well packaged and each one is perfect, she has a lovely skin… Hell, I might say she’s Cleopatra’s clone.. Or maybe even Helen of troy’s clone.
    .

    Robert ➡ Oh come on.. Don’t exaggerate..
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    Victor ➡ I’m not.. Whenever I see her, she reminds me of Valentina nappi .
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    Robert ➡ Valentina nappi? Wait.. Is she not a p-rn actress?
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    Victor ➡ That’s the one..
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    Robert ➡ F-ck you Victor.. How dare you compare my loving wife to that sl-t?
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    Victor ➡ Look sorry.. I didn’t mean to say it that way.. I just say they have a slight resemblance.. And you have to admit Valentina is a hot b-tch.
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    Robert ➡ It’s not funny.. Don’t ever do that again.. Ever.
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    Victor ➡ Sheesh Relax.. So what’s up with you? When are you guys going to start having kids..
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    Robert ➡ Well, that’s none of your business.
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    Victor ➡ Come on Victor.. Don’t be mean..
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    Robert ➡ I’m not.. Having kids is a private issue between me and my wife.. No outsiders allowed.. Get the picture.
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    Victor ➡ OK.. I get the message.. I’ll be going now.. Tell her I said hi 👋.
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    Robert ➡ I will.
    .

    Later that day around 6:00pm, I left my agency work and went for the other one, I wasn’t really an active pastor, all I do in the church is meet people and offer pray to them, sometimes I too offer some sermon to the church members whenever the bishop wasn’t around .. Most of the pastors in the church weren’t excited to have me around cause, unlike them I was different in very way, Some of the put on suits and all but I can’t handle that pressure plus the heat is too much.. I only wear suits when I do my agency work 💼, here in the church, I put on a simple shirt and a tie 👔, sometime I put on a T-shirt and a nice pair of expensive jeans 👖.. As I arrived at the church, There was a mass going on, I sat together with other pastors as our Bishop gave a sermon.. After 2 hours of heart touching sermon, the church member finally dispersed and went home..

    Mr. Louise who was the bishop was my teacher in secondary school, he is a man of excellent character and good reputation, He was the one that offered me the chance to become a pastor so that I could learn more about the christian faith, He believed that most men of this generation have lost their way and don’t care about their religion, all they ever care about is making money and doing all sorts of sinful acts.. He even emphasized that the only time men worshipped God was only when they’re in desperate need of something or in a hopeless situation and once their prayers get answered they revert back to their old ways.. So after that church service, We both met and began to talk.
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    Louise ➡ Robert my boy.. How are you?
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    Robert ➡ I’m fine sir..
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    Louise ➡ My.. You’re looking good and healthy.. Praise the lord… So how’s your wife, Helen? I hope she too is in good health?
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    Robert ➡ Yes sir..
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    Louise ➡ That’s good.. Can I ask you for a favor?
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    Robert ➡ Sure sir. What is it?
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    Louise ➡ I’d like you to handle the confessional box while I’m away.. My wife and I just celebrated our wedding anniversary and we’ll be going on our second honeymoon.
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    Robert ➡ That’s nice sir.. But why me?
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    Louise ➡ Well that’s because I trust you and you’re a patient and very good listener.. Most of these pastors don’t have time to listen to people.
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    Robert ➡ Okay sir.. I’ll do it.
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    Louise ➡ Good.. I’d like you to start tonight.
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    Robert ➡ Alright sir.. Have a safe trip.
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    Louise ➡ Thanks Robert.
    .

    Mr. Louise left the church after while and soon everywhere was a bit quiet, Though there were some church members who stayed to pray.. While I was in Mr. Louise’s office reading the bible, Ms. Sonia a pastoress of the church came and informed me that there was a lady that came for confession.. I thanked her and she left the office.. After some minutes, I left the office and went to the confessional box and as it turns out the lady was already inside. I couldn’t see the ladies face cause she was wearing a veil and her head was bent.
    .

    Robert ➡ Good evening lady ..
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    Lady ➡ Good evening pastor… You sound different.. Is Father Louise not around?
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    Robert ➡ No.. He’s not present at the moment..
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    Lady ➡ Okay.. What is your name?
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    Robert ➡ Robert.
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    Lady ➡ Robert?.. Is it okay if you call you Father?
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    Robert ➡ Sure.. So you’re here to make a confession
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    Lady ➡ Yes father..
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    Robert ➡ Okay.. What is it?
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    Lady ➡ Father.. I have sinned.. a lot. I don’t think God will forgive me for what I’ve done.
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    Robert ➡ Don’t jump to conclusions.. Our all mighty father is a forgiving God.. What sin have you committed?
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    Lady ➡ Adultery.. I cheated on my husband.
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    Robert ➡ How many times?
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    Lady ➡ I’ve lost count.. I’ve done it so much I can’t even remember and the worst part is.. I love doing it.
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    Robert ➡ Jesus.. So for how long have you been married?
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    Lady ➡ I’ve been married for a year.
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    Robert ➡ (shocked) A YEAR?
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    Lady ➡ Is something wrong?..
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    Robert ➡ Everything is alright.. I’m just surprised.. Go on..
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    Lady ➡ I want to stop father.. I really do but I’ve gotten addictive.. It’s like I can’t do without doing it.. It makes me feel alive. What should I do?
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    What does this woman want me to say?.. In fact I’m speechless… Whoever this lady is.. She’s crazy.. She’s been married for a year and she’s lost count of the men she’s slept with… No wonder she said God wouldn’t forgive her but unlike us, Our lord is a forgiving God.
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    Robert ➡ Young lady.. What is your name?
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    Lady ➡ Eva.
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    Robert ➡ Eva.. So tell me how did this happen?
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    Lady ➡ Father.. Would it be better for you if I told you from the very beginning, how it all started?
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    Robert ➡ Sure I’m listening..
    .

    TO Be CONTINUED

  • BREAKING: Mmesoma, The JAMB Girl Travel Overseas For Studies

    BREAKING: Mmesoma, The JAMB Girl Travel Overseas For Studies

    BREAKING Mmesoma The JAMB Girl Travel Overseas For Studies

    Mmesoma The JAMB Girl Travel Overseas For Studies

    Mmesoma Successfully Obtains an International Passport and Travel Documents, Ready to Embark on Her Educational Journey Abroad, Courtesy of a Scholarship.

    Mmesoma, also known as the JAMB girl, has secured her international passport and received admission to a prestigious foreign institution after facing challenges when her original JAMB result was revoked, resulting in a two-year ban from the exam.

    Congratulations to Mmesoma on this remarkable achievement!

  • The Missing Key (Episode 7)

    The Missing Key (Episode 7)

    The Missing Key Episode 7

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    🧏 🗝️ The Missing Key Episode Seven:

    He searched again and saw a stick of cigarette.

    “You smoke?”

    John was visibly scared. He remained silent with his whole body shivering and starring at Dad. Dad looked at him like he was seeing John for the first time. Dad stormed out of the room. I instantly knew that Mum was going to take the heat.

    I walked towards the door. I could hear Ada’s voice from her bedroom. I was sure she was talking to her good for nothing boyfriend.

    Dad was just coming out of John’s bedroom, so I waited. The best thing anyone should do today was to avoid him as much as possible.

    Ada was busy enjoying her call and laughing out loud. He heard Ada’s laughter from the corridor that led to the three rooms. The sound even angered him the more. He felt his children were feeling unconcerned that he was in the brink of losing his job because of the household’s carelessness. He thought everybody’s behavior was arrogant. He felt he had been working his butt off, denying himself the pleasure of relaxation for his household who didn’t care or bother to show concern that he could lose all he had ever worked for because of someone’s carelessness. Meanwhile John had even made matter worse.

    He angrily worked towards Ada’s room and opened the door. I was sure that this was the first time he was entering her room. Ada was surprised to see him at her door. She quickly dropped the phone from her ear as the wide smile on her face turned to fear.

    “Look at you, behaving like someone who has no training. You think you are in the jungle where people behave anyhow. Perhaps I should join you and laugh and rejoice that the key to the exit door is missing and I might be in serious trouble in my office.”

    She remained silent and continued to look at him in fear.

    “Give me that cell phone. Give it to me.” He authoritatively ordered. She quickly handed the phone to him and he collected it and headed for his room.

    Mum was lying on the bed when he entered. He didn’t care if she was asleep or not.

    “Did your son also tell you that he now smokes and have sex all over town with women? Did he discuss with you how he misses classes and is surely going to repeat class?”

    Mum was startled. At first she didn’t understand what he was talking about, “I don’t understand what you are saying.”

    “How can you understand? I have come to notice that you don’t understand anything.” He said angrily.

    “Can you just relax and talk to me for once? I am yet to make out what you are saying with you displaying all these tantrums.”

    “I will display anything I want to. I don’t know how you expect me to react upon the realization that my little son has started smoking and missing classes right under your very nose. How am I sure that he has not started taking hard drugs and mingling with criminals?” he was getting more furious and obviously now very prepared to face it out with Mum.

    “What do you mean by under my nose? Am I supposed to attach myself to him and follow him everywhere he goes?”

    “Woman, you have no excuse whatsoever for John’s behavior. While I work hard and deny myself all the pleasures of life, the best thing I expect from you is to look after the home and children but you are only concerned with your boutique business.”

    The cell phone in his left hand vibrated. He looked at it, in his anger he had forgotten that he was holding Ada’s cell phone. “Look at this, all your daughter does is waste her whole day on her cell phone, I wonder if she finds time to read her books.”
    .
    Immediately he finished, the phone vibrated again. He instinctively checked through the cell phone and stopped short.

    It read: My angel, rmber we’ll spend d whole day 2day. I’ve a lot of 1derful stuff I’ll do 2 ur body, jst d way u like it. Pls come wit d mony. Patiently waitin. Love.
    The sender’s ID was Mike.

    With shaky hands he read the first text message that came in before the one he just read. It was a message from Vicky.
    It read: if u tink u r pregnant, den we must do somtin about it. We have to talk to Mike immediately.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Lagos Police Command Has Confirmed The Exhumation Of The Late Singer, Mohbad’s Corpse And The Completion Of An Autopsy in The Ongoing Investigation Into His Mysterious Death

    The Lagos Police Command Has Confirmed The Exhumation Of The Late Singer, Mohbad’s Corpse And The Completion Of An Autopsy in The Ongoing Investigation Into His Mysterious Death

    The Lagos Police Command Has Confirmed The Exhumation Of The Late Singer Mohbad’s Corpse And The Completion Of An Autopsy in The Ongoing Investigation Into His Mysterious Death

    The Lagos Police Command Has Confirmed The Exhumation Of The Late Singer Mohbad’s Corpse And The Completion Of An Autopsy in The Ongoing Investigation Into His Mysterious Death.

    The police have also arrested the Nurse who allegedly administered an Injection to the deceased Singer before his demise.

    Mohbad, a 27-year-old Afrobeat singer, passed away under circumstances that raised questions, prompting a thorough Investigation by the Lagos Police Command.

    The family of the late singer has expressed concerns about threats from individuals, including Azeez Fashola, also known as Naira Marley. Mohbad’s mother, Mrs. Adebose Oluniyi, has called for maximum protection for her family. Senator Ishaku Abbo, along with Nollywood stars Tonto Dikeh and Iyabo Ojo, visited the family and assured them of protection. The lawmaker pledged that the government would thoroughly investigate the matter and ensure that justice is served. The Senate is set to resume on September 26, and they plan to invite the police to brief them on the progress of the case.

  • The Lady On Black (Chapter 65 & 66)

    The Lady On Black (Chapter 65 & 66)

    The Lady On Black Chapter 65 And 66

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    🥷 The Lady On Black Chapter Sixty Five And Sixty Six:
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    (👫 Her Scent, His Weakness 🧡)

    “What the f**k in hell?! My eyes!”..

    Bradley broke the kiss quickly hugging Iris to his chest. Their eyes darted towards the door..

    Bryan was there with his hands over his eyes, Bradley rolled his eyes.. This guy always got a way of ruining the fun..

    “Jesus.. That’s why they’re rooms.. This is a kitchen for crying out loud” Bryan removed his hands from his face faking a glare at the both of them.

    “Could you please turn around?” Bradley asked, Bryan raised his brow.

    “Why?”

    “She needs to get dressed” Bradley half yelled, and Bryan raised his hand in defeat turning around.

    Iris reached for the T-shirt quickly slipping it on.. Words couldn’t express the embarrassment she’s feeling right now. Her ears felt so hot..

    “I’m.. I’m done” she said shyly almost burying her face in Bradley’s chest but decided against it.

    Bryan turned around with mischievous eyes..

    “Babies aren’t made in the kitchen.. They’re made in the bedroom, on a bed” he rolled his eyes and Iris climbed down the counter.

    “Sorry” she muttered and he smiled at her..

    “You should be grateful Anna ain’t at home” he boasted.

    Oh God!

    “I gotta go” Iris said rushing out of the kitchen, Bradley faced Bryan with his hands crossed.

    “You’ve made her embarrassed.. Can you at least tame your tongue?” Bradley asked.

    “Only when the both of you stop making out outside your room” Bryan shrugged before grabbing a bottle of water and walking out.

    Humph!

    ••• Shiny Glamours•••

    “She hasn’t been to the office since we returned from Japan” Jocelyn said her phone pressed against her shoulder and ear as she worked on her laptop..

    “Find a way! ”

    “There’s nothing I can do.. I can’t go to her house..” Jocelyn frowned.

    “And Bradley?”

    “Same, he isn’t here.. Who knows they might probably be together now” she rolled her eyes and the called huffed.

    “Get rid of her already!”

    Jocelyn held her phone in her hand..

    “I’d do this in my own time, you can’t force me to go kill a person!” she yelled but immediately brought her voice low glancing at the door.

    “I’ll do it.. Just give me time” she muttered before hanging up.

    “F**k!” she cursed glaring at nothing with both fists clenched.

    Winifred smiled holding up her phone, she’d recorded everything.. Jocelyn is just helping her pile enough evidence..

    She has an accomplice in this and whoever they might be has no good intention towards Iris.

    She has to speak to the boss.. But how would she get his contact?

    An idea dropped into her head and she smirked before walking away quietly..

    ••• Megan’s Apartment•••

    “What would you like to eat? Bacons and Cheese? Pasta? Spaghetti?” Megan asked from the kitchen.

    Jordan heaved.. He’d actually spent the night with Megan just cuddling and little kisses nothing much..

    He walked into the kitchen quietly until he stood behind her, he could see little spicy bubbles from the stew she was making.

    “Jordan?” she called but no response..

    She turned around crashing into his chest, out of shock she missed footing and almost hit the pot but Jordan was fast enough to catch her by the waist.

    “Hey, be careful..” he muttered tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

    She just stared at him with parted lips.. He startled her and she would had gotten burnt if that stew had fallen on her.

    “You scared the shot outta me” she mumbled standing up, folding her arms in front of her breasts.

    Jordan smiled..

    “Sorry, I just wanted to see what you’re making” he said and she returned the smile patting his cheek before turning back to her pot.

    Jordan hugged her from behind placing his head on her shoulders..

    Megan froze..

    “We ain’t staying in here all day right?” he asked and she sighed softly.

    “I have to go to work, I don’t think Iris would be back anytime soon” she muttered and Jordan hummed not letting go of her.

    “I’ll join you to work then” he said, Megan chuckled before turning around so she could face him.

    “You shouldn’t.. I can manage all alone” she said.

    Jordan leaned in so their foreheads were touching, his nose almost brushing hers..

    “It still feels awkward right?” he asked with a gentle smile. Megan nodded placing her arms around his neck.

    “We would get used to it with time.. I just know I want you” he whispered brushing his nose against hers.

    “With time” she repeated before pressing her lips against his in a short but deep kiss.

    She pulled away smiling at him..

    “So Bacon, Cheese, Spaghetti and Pasta.. What’s your choice?” she asked and he tilted his head like he was thinking.

    “I think you’d forgotten one.. ” he said slowly and Megan furrowed her brows..

    “Which is?”

    Jordan settled his eyes on hers and wrapped his hands around her waist drawing her closer till their chests touched.

    “You” he whispered poking her nose with his finger making her smile widely.

    “What you gonna do with me then?” she asked seductively tugging at a strand of his hair.

    “Kiss you till your lips are swollen”

    “Then?”

    “Then.. ”

    “Make you fall harder for me” he said and she blushed immediately, she ran her fingers through his hair before reconnecting their lips.

    But Jordan’s phone rang ruining the moment..

    “You should take that.. I would check the pot” she said moving away from him while he reached for his phone.

    Megan smiled secretly, this was a huge dream come true..

    ••• Bradley’s Mansion•••

    “Brad.. ” Bryan knocked on the door waiting for Bradley to emerge.

    He knocked again before rolling his eyes, God knows what he’d be doing in there with Iris. It’s a privilege the doors are sound proofed.

    The door opened a minute later with Bradley leaning on it, hands crossed.

    “Can I talk to you for a minute?” he asked, Bradley looked behind him and nodded before moving out shutting the door.

    Bryan cleared his throat.. How would he say this?

    “Um.. Mum’s trial is today, I thought to ask you if you would like to.. go” he said fixing his gaze on the floor.

    “I don’t want to” Bradley answer came out cold. That’s what he’s been expecting anyways.

    “Bradley, I know she isn’t the best mum but please for sake of.. ”

    “I’m not going.. I don’t want to see her. She killed dad and I almost died too, she’d pinned the blame on me and never treated me as a son!” Bradley snapped.

    Bryan bit his lips looking away..

    “You should go if you want to” he muttered before walking back into the room..

    Bryan pushed his fingers into his hair and shut his eyes.. Oh mum, why would you?

    He turned around walking away..

    “What’s wrong?” Iris asked Bradley when he entered the room.. His jaws were clenched like he was holding back from crying.

    He sat on the bed with his hands covering his face..

    “Hey” Iris inched closer to him not minding that she was only in her panties.

    “I don’t want to see her.. ” his voice wavered, Iris climbed down the bed and squatted in front of me.

    “Look at me” she said gently removing his hands, his eyes were red already. She immediately guessed Bryan must have told him something about their mum…

    “Your mum?” she asked and he nodded.

    She hugged him immediately, there was nothing she could say to him that would erase the pain of your mum being tagged as a murderer.

    “I’m sorry..” She muttered as he held her tightly against himself not saying anything.

    She patted his hair..

    Maybe there’s much more to his mother that he’s not letting out…

    TO Be Continued

  • Chioma The Village Girl (Episode 1)

    Chioma The Village Girl (Episode 1)

    Chioma The Village Girl Episode 1

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    🧏 Chioma The Village Girl Episode One:

    I couldn’t believe my ears when my dad said I was going to the village to continue my education, it was unlike my dad.

    “Chief!!!! For God sake, why will Jake go to the village to continue his education” my mum exclaimed.

    “Dad why will I go to the village, check it out I have no class in the village” I said firmly

    “You all know that I am a titled man, Omeluora one of itolu Kingdom and I really love my tradition and culture. With the kind of lifestyle Jake is living he doesn’t know anything about tradition and culture and I will like him to belong, understand and know his tradition who knows he may end up being a titled man like his father” chief omeluora said as he laughed in an elderly manner

    “dad what you are saying is meaningless, I don’t f—–g wanna belong to any tradition” Jake fired

    “you must be stupid” chief said angrily

    “chief how do you expect him to cope with things There, you know he isn’t used to local and unpleasant environments” my mum said trying to convince Chief

    “woman you don’t have anything to worry about, he is staying with my mother, I will get him a driver and all that he needs, with the best school”

    “well if you say so, I just hope he copes”

    “so I will now be left alone” my younger sister cut in.

    “not at all my angel, here is lively beside I promise to take you to see him once in two weeks” my dad said.

    “OK am OK with that” Cindy my younger sister replied as she continued with her phone.

    I looked at every one in the living room as they all succumbed to my dad’s decision, I hissed and headed for my room.

    As soon as I got to my room, I connected my head phone to my iPhone 6 and started playing my favorite song by LHF benzo to cool off my anger….

    The next day was a Thursday, I woke up from my soft bed, muttered some prayers that I never forget to do every morning even though am an arrogant person, and headed to the restroom.
    I washed my face and brushed my teeth before relaxing on my bed to play music (am a music lover).
    I was still listening to my cool music when a knock landed on my door…

    “come in” I said removing my head set

    “food is ready” Carole our cook informed

    “I will be there shortly” I muttered.

    I was about living the bed when a call came into my phone oh it was Hannah my one and only girlfriend. Her family and mine are really close

    “good morning sunshine”

    “good morning Jake, how was your night” an angelic voice asked

    “went well and yours?”

    “splendid”

    “that’s good”

    “Jake are you coming to school tomorrow, we were asked to come copy our scheme”
    I sighed before answering her

    “I don’t think am resuming with you guys”

    “Jake are you leaving the school for real”

    “yea, my dad wants me to school in the village”

    *what village??? Jake stop kidding, this isn’t April 1st” Hannah said laughing loud

    “am serious, you can come over today so we would discuss things”

    “sure I will by noon”

    “bye angel”

    “bye love”
    The line went off. I left my room straight to the dining

    “where the hell is Jake” I over heard my dad..

    “am here” I said as I sat on my chair, they were almost done with theirs

    “where have you been” my mum asked

    “I was busy upstairs sorting something”

    “eat your food” my mum said

    My dad was fully dressed in his native attire ,an ogbu agu top, a black trouser with a red cap and his beeds, he was ready for work (that’s his normal way of dressing to work or he wears a senator attire)

    “Jake I want to inform you that you are living for Enugu tomorrow morning, so you could know your new school and collect your necessary materials to resume school on Monday”

    “OK” I said in a low tone “dad by the way what’s the name of this new school”

    “when you get there, you will know” he took his briefcase and left the dining

    I looked at him but was just silent as many things were running in my mind. Minutes later I was the only one left in the dining as I quickly rushed my tea, bread and sandwich.

    FEW HOURS LATER

    “ding dong” the door bell alarmed
    I went to check who it was and it was no other person than Hannah

    “Hannah!!”

    “Jake”

    “you look gorgeous”

    “thanks dear”

    She was putting on a dark blue gown at her knee level with a silver shoe, silver Michael kors Bag and a silver head band and the enchanting perfume she was putting on.

    “how is Cindy”

    “oh she is not at home, she went out with mum”

    “so you are home alone”

    “that’s it”

    “welcome aunty Hannah, what would you like to take??” labake our maid asked

    “oh nothing, am OK”

    “are you sure” I asked

    “yea”

    ,” OK let’s go to my room”

    “so you are no longer coming to Lambert International School”

    “No as a matter of fact things are beyond me, am even living for Enugu tomorrow morning and today will be the last day I will see you till further notice”

    “why is your dad doing this??”

    “I don’t know”

    The room was silent for some minutes as I saw tears rolling down her cheek, I held her wiped off her tears and kissed her on her forehead

    “I will really miss you” she said

    “same here, I will over miss you”

    “I want to ask you for a favour” she said suddenly

    “what Favour?”

    TO Be Continued

  • The Labour Room

    The Labour Room

    The Labour Room

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    🤱🤰 The Labour Room:

    “Honey, I think I’m feeling some pains in my abdomen and there is some water coming out. I think my water is broken. We need to go to the hospital immediately. The pain is becoming unbearable.” Uche said. She is nine months pregnant and her expected delivery date has passed. She was becoming scared that something had gone wrong with the baby. When the labour pains started, she was happy that finally, she was going to deliver her bundle of joy.

    “Honey, let us pray and see if you can deliver the baby at home. You know there is nothing God cannot do. Sit down a little let us pray. The Bible asked us to pray without ceasing.” Ike said to his wife. He knelt and started praying in tongues. He was asking God to help his wife to deliver the baby at home instead of the hospital.

    “Honey, I understand the importance of prayer in everything, but look, this is not the time to pray. I need to be in the hospital, in the labour room being looked after by trained doctors and nurses, and then you can pray to God for safe delivery. You cannot be praying at home when you are supposed to be in the exam hall.” Uche tells her husband. The pain in her abdomen has increased one hundred-folds and she could bear it no more.

    “Please pick up the car keys and take me to the hospital. I’m in severe pain and I need to see a doctor immediately. I don’t want anything to happen to my baby or me. Please take me to the hospital without further delay.” Uche was shouting on the top of her voice because she was in deep pain. She went into labour at around 8 am and by noon her husband was still on her knees praying and by that time, Uche had started bleeding and her body had got seriously weak.

    “Don’t worry honey, there is nothing God cannot do. I believe in him and he can have this baby delivered at home without the doctors and nurses touching you.” Ike said to his wife with his eyes still closed in prayers. Uche just managed to stand up to her feet. She walked a few painful steps to where Ike her husband was kneeling and praying. She lifted her right hand and gave him a very hot slap on the face. The slap was painful and Ike saw a lot of starts.

    “Oh! My God! Why did you slap me? That was so painful!” Ike asked his wife.

    “I will slap you again if you don’t pick up the car keys and drive me to the hospital to deliver this baby. Are you mad? Is anything wrong with your head? Do you think I don’t believe in God? I believe in God and I’m a child of God, but the Bible admonishes us to do things at the right time. We are not supposed to be praying when we should be working or doing the relevant things. God doesn’t work that way. I’m supposed to be in the hospital right now in the care of doctors and then you can go on praying for me, praying for God to guide the doctors and nurses caring for me.” Uche said. Her husband realized himself and then drove her to the hospital.

    “Why are you just bringing her? She is bleeding out. Are you out of your mind? And you were at home, not that you traveled? Please bring her in immediately.” The nurse on duty said. She was so angry at Uche’s husband but the man didn’t seem to care. As soon as he handed his wife over to the medical personnel at the hospital, he went to one corner of the premises and started praying. Soon, he was called into the labour room when things became very complicated. A doctor had been called when Uche could no longer push and he recommended an immediate surgery to save the life of the baby and the mother.

    “We have to operate on your wife immediately to save her life and your child’s life.” The doctor tells Ike. He was still speaking in tongues and his eyes were partially closed in prayers.

    “I don’t think my God has ever failed. I have a covenant with him that my wife will deliver through normal birth. I had a covenant with him that my wife would not deliver through cesarean section. Please, do not do any operations on my wife.” Ike said to the doctor.

    “Please Mr Ike, I need you to sign this paper. If I don’t operate on your wife within the next ten minutes, she is going to die. Do you understand what that means? I’m a Christian too and I believe in God, but the Bible said God gave us the spirit of sound mind and not to be foolish when we need to make important decisions. Please sign this paper and let me perform a CS on your wife. CS is a safe medical procedure. I don’t know where you people learned that it is something to be despised. You can see that she is weak and she can’t push out the baby because of the delay at home.” The doctor pleaded with Ike, but he remained adamant.

    “If you say you are a Christian, where is your faith in God? Where is your faith? God is able to do everything and he won’t allow my wife to die. I will leave this hospital with my wife and baby delivered through the normal process and not through CS.” Ike insisted and refused to sign the paper. He left the labour room and went back to the corner where he was and continued speaking in tongues.

    The doctor needed authorization to operate on Uche. It could be illegal to carry out an operation on a patient when the guardian had said no to it, so he was being very careful.

    “Do you have any other legal guardian who can sign this paper for us to operate on you? Time is running out.” The doctor asked Uche. She could barely talk, so she asked for her phone. She was able to scroll the contacts to where her mother’s number was. She asked the doctors to call her mother.

    Her mother was far from the hospital. Before she could get there to sign the papers, it was too late. The doctor on his own even decided to operate without getting the approval, but it was too late. The baby had died in Uche’s womb. Uche did not wake up after the operation. It was all over. That was how Ike lost his wife because of an unnecessarily strong head.

  • The Gardener’s Son

    The Gardener’s Son

    The Gardener’s Son

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    🧏 The Gardener’s Son:

    A father saw that his 11-year-old son was crying silently. He asked him.

    “What’s the matter, son?”

    The young boy replied.
    “My rich classmates mocked, called me son of a gardener. They said that my father lives only on the money he earns from watering and feeding plants for people”

    The father paused for a moment, then said.

    “Come with me son, let’s plant some flowers. It might cheer you up”

    He held his hand and walked him to the garden, then he took out some flower seeds, and said.

    “Let’s carry out an experiment. We will plant two flowers seperately. I will care for one, and you will care for the other. I will water mine with clean water from the lake but you will water yours with dirty water from the pond. We shall see the outcome in the weeks to come”

    The son was delighted as he joined his father in planting the flowers. It took them some days to finally germinate the flower seeds. They cared for them respectively and watched them grow.

    Later on, the father brought his son to the garden, and said to him.

    “Look at the two flowers and tell me your observation”

    The boy responded.
    “My flower looks better and healthier than yours. How is that even possible when your water is cleaner?”

    The father smiled, then said.

    “That’s because dirty water doesn’t stop a plant from growing, rather it serves as organic fertilizer to help it flourish. You see son, there are some people who put you down in life, mock your dreams, and throw dirt on you. Always remember that there’s nothing wrong with you, it is their ego they have to satisfy.

    So, don’t let the harsh words from people affect you, instead, let it encourage you into being a better person. And doing so, you will be like the plant and will flourish even in the midst of dirt like negativity and harsh words.