'ComiD, ComiD' His friend hail.
'Give him a bowl of palm wine' ComiD said to moth SeriD.
That was his way, spending the money he hath not worked for and he care less about how it comes. His father does not steal, so he had rest of mind. ComiD was one of the young men in the village who had the privileged of a rich father. His father was one of the decision maker in the village by the virtue of his wealth. He had just two wives and he sustained them well. His wife's were the envy of other in the village. They added colours to occasions with the beautiful clothes they wore. They were friends to the noble lines. They enjoy the blessing their husband's wealth bestow on them. Moth ComiD was the first wife, she had five children and ComiD was the third child and the only son. The husband had married another wife because of her inadequacy to give birth to more sons. Moth ComiD was hard working, who supported her husband from the scratch. And the husband did not take her for granted.
    ComiD was not like that, he felt as the first son, he was the direct inheritor of his father's property, so he buried his hand
and left the hay while the sun was shining.
One of his friends advised, 'why don't you learn a vocation, tide do turn'. That was the beginning of their malice, 'Which tide is turning. You poor ones always think evil' He followed his mari-mashop friends, who hailed him for some coins.
     The tide indeed turned. His father died unannounced. You know the way of death, it comes silently, calmly and quietly. His father was buried amidst tears. Oh! May his soul rest in peace.
  His wives were still mourning their husband when Fath SeriD came. He was the younger brother to Fath AliD, he was known by all as a mean man, he did not reject the name as continue in his way. He came into ComiD family to do his worse. He, with the support of some family members, took over the property of Fath ComiD. He did not hesitate to do just anything to destroy whosoever want to stop him. Those who needed their lives stood away. The ones who dared, went behind their brothers.
    ComiD raised his lazy head but his mother quickly called him to her feathers.

Moth ComiD
You should not die as your father did. You are my only son.

ComiD
Let me show this man that I am the true son of my father. He can't take all that way.

Only God knew what he was fighting for. For his life that seemed leaving him or for his mother and step mother. It was sure and obvious, he needed those thing to survive.
   When he could not get them, reality was dawning on him. Every thing so sure surplus before were wanting now. ComiD did not need the hailing now, he needed his stomach filled. Gradually, it began to tell on his life and he began regret the decision he made not to build himself for the future.  It dawn on him clearly, he thought those that had been his friends will help him but they did not, rather they moved away from him. That was how his suffering began. Nobody was ready to help him, they knew his story. Those who felt for him pitied him for what his uncle did to him, not what he was suffering as at that time.
  He thought twice about his life. Should he continue that way, his life will be a mockery. He began to do the little his hand could carry. That was how he came saved.

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