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|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by mhizv(f): 11:03pm On Sep 30|
Lol every character has their own issh
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Gbpereluvmama: 7:54am On Oct 01|
Thanks john for this wonderful piece of write up, more oil on your head for greatness, nil stress upon your life so u can keep us entertained. May God bless u. waiting for more updates to make my independence
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Adeola25(f): 2:09pm On Oct 01|
Timi's uncle is something else, he is such a funny man. Thanks for the update .
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 2:21pm On Oct 01|
mhizv:One love maam...happy independence..
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 2:22pm On Oct 01|
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 2:24pm On Oct 01|
Adeola25:Thanks too...one love
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 2:26pm On Oct 01|
We can make Nigeria great again...
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|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Kentuforchrist(m): 7:28pm On Oct 01|
thanks bro.....timi uncle might betray Lydia though
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 10:24am On Oct 02|
I'm having difficulty in posting, i don't know why...
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 10:29am On Oct 02|
Voice of Reason
Vera stood on a cliff, she surveyed the environment closely. The storm kept raging in high torrent.
From nowhere, a thatched house materialised. Inorder to escape the raging storm, she sprinted towards the house. She stopped at the door post and scrutinised the walls before stepping in.
The storm kept brewing, dismantling objects and spinning dust.
She heard a slight movement and froze in shock as she spotted Taiwo.
"Taiwo, why don't you leave me alone?"
"I'm not holding you or am i?" He unveiled the turban off his head and placed it on a cold slab.
"Where's this place?" She asked genuinely confused.
"The realms of the spirit. Your soul journeyed here!!"
"For a reason...i paid the price!" He moved closer to her and held her garments.
"Am i dead?" She looked petrified.
"Noo..you have limited time, so we have to utilise it!" His voice was hoarse.
Vera watched in horror and confusion as he ripped her gown off.
"Sorry for the garment, i can't just take it slow.." He licked his lips in lust as he grabbed her right boobs and began sucking.
"Asssh...what are you doing to me?" She said amidst sharp breath.
"Shhh...enjoy!" He sucked the boobs ferociously while She moaned shamelessly but deep down, she knew something wasn't right.
Taiwo knelt down and traced her clitoris using his thumb. He stimulated it and stucked three fingers in. Sucking and fingering.
She cried in ectasy as she struggled to maintain balance.
She threw away every caution and self security as she moaned, groaned, sobbed and cried in delight. Shedding tears of joy and ectasy.
He dragged her over the table and made her lean partly on it as he penertrated her from behind.
He rode her like a horse, emmiting powerful strokes which caused her to whimper, shiver and pinch herself mercillesly.
"Breakfast on bed.." Smart dragged a table closer to the bed and placed a cup of ice cream with a slice of cake.
He noticed Vera's unnatural sleep-movement on the bed and inaubible sounds. He moved closer and tapped her.
"Having nightmares, its dawn!" He shook her.
And she jerked, sweating and breathing hard.
"Goodmorning sweetheart!" Smart planted a kiss on her fore head.
She just stared on in suprise. Her hand involuntarily went under her pant as she felt her vag!na.
"What's up honey? Breakfast is ready!"
She felt drained and empty. and the element of suprise before her made her more confused.
Her regular Smart won't serve her breakfast..not even on bed and acting all romantic.
Sex in the dream with her ex and a over-night-transformed -husband was kind of weird. Moreover, who serves chilled ice cream as breakfast on a harmattan morning.
Something was definitely wrong somewhere.
"Oh! Sorry..i ...was carried away!" She got up from the bed almost spilling over her breakfast.
"Easy there..didn't you sleep last night?" Smart asked as he shifted the table farther.
"But you look tired...anyways sorry for the other day. I wasn't supposed to react the way i did!"
Vera ignored him and moved into the ensuite bathroom.
She brushed her mouth and washed her face.
"Today is independence day right?" He threw a jamb question as she stepped out of the bathroom.
"Yea and what about it?" Vera sat on the bed and attacked the cakes.
"I need us to spend quality time together. How's the cake?" He asked.
The cake was nothing to write home about. No taste but Vera was willing to make the day better so she nodded. "Nice!"
"I still got it in me! My Aunt was a professional baker..together we baked everything bake-able ranging from meatpies, cake, plantain.."
"Plantain?" She raised an eye.
"Y..es" He stuttered. "I baked plantain, it is very nice.."
"So..i decided to ehmm...bake this cake to celebrate Nigeria and this union!" He got up. "He who finds a wife finds a good woman. 1st Habbakuk verse 34..you have been a woman that sometimes i...i think i don't deserve you. You know my secrets but you still stick with me. You love me..such a terrible love. 1st paranthesis 3 vs 2 says For God so loved the world that he sentence his son to die for mankind and human kind.."
"Paranthesis? In which bible.."
"You supposed to be crying as I'm making this speech..you supposed to be emotional. Whether i quote swahili or barbeque, it is not your problem. That's why John the Fisherman said: woe unto you pharisees and israelites who look but cannot see for the wordings are different.."
"Good God!" She stares at her husband in disbelief. Someone that never owned a bible.
"Won't you finish your cake?"
"I'm fine! Thanks!" She couldn't even take more than six bites.
"I know that cake is not sweet!"
She shrugged. "Thank God you know.."
"I purposely prepared it like communion. If you've tasted communion, you'll agree with me that it is not sweet. You eat it in pains. That's why Jehovah or is it Jesus?
That's why Jehovah shared the communion before he died on the cross, you know why he did it?"
Vera was getting more confused. Why the change? Smart the devil was now preaching some kind of senseless, wrong and dilapidated gospel to her.
The feeling in her guts was confirmed.
"When i look around, when i watch the tv. I see couples living like family. I see couples in love but we have been living like wrestlers. I have used your body to practise karate..i have not been a loving husband and i was stupid, very, very stupid". He sniffed. "Vera please cry, i want both of us to cry and ask the God of marriage for a second chance!"
Vera just nodded in pity. She sniff the air if she would perceive the whiff scent of alcohol but she couldn't perceive. That means her husband wasn't drunk. Maybe God has touched his heart.
"Vera what sacrifice will the God of marriage require from us. Is it cow leg, is it a calabash of palm wine..let's lift our voice to the king and president of Israel!"
"There's nothing like God of marriage!" Vera corrected.
"Don't tell me what i know! ....Vera I'll be a loving husband.." He held her hands and kissed it.
Vera felt somewhat shy as the marital feeling rekindled.
"You really need to start going to church...You know i always love you!" She smiled.
"Yes i knew you loved me, but I've always been a total disapointment and a branded fool from the clan of stupidity..Vera my queen, forgive me!" He said.
"I forgive you.." and they shared a kiss..a powerful kiss.
"Your ice cream is getting warm.." He pointed.
"I'll take tea or juice instead!" She held him close and ate his lips.
They struggled with each other clothes..in the space of seconds, their clothes were off.
"At first, i always fvuck you, but now i want to make love..." Smart said and pushed her to the bed.
He climbed her and hungrily ate her boobs.
He tried to move downwards but found his body heavy.
He made another attempt but it was furtile.
"Are you okay?" She asked on sensing his withdrawed mood.
"Something is on my back..." He said in horror as the hairs on his nape stood still.
Thinking it was a prank, She pushed him off and sat on him, rocking her backside on his groin.
"My chest! My chest!! My chest!!!" He screamed in horror and pushed Vera off.
Vera landed on her back on the floor.
"My chest is chill, I'm freezing!" He kept screaming.
Vera winced in pains as she tried to stand.
"God of Judas, Moses of Horeb, Mount sinai! Mary holy mother!" He kept clutching his chest and screaming.
"Noo!" She perceived a particular scent. "Taiwo nooo!"
Smart relaxed as he felt warmth return, he was extremely terrified.
"Are you okay?" Vera rushed to him.
"Who is Taiwo?" He asked with a deadpan look across his face. "Who the hell is Taiwo?"
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 10:38am On Oct 02|
I'll be posting the last update for this week in few minutes....
But if you guys want food for the weekend, just burst my head with thousands and hundred of comments and I'll bash this weekend with updates back to back...
Once again, Happy Independence....
Happy new month...
Heaven bless you merry....
To my fans,(excluding ghost readers) May God favour you and bless you merry..you guys are the source of my motivation ...
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by mhizv(f): 10:43am On Oct 02|
A thousand comments no that means no update this weekend. People hardly comment.
Anyway nice update!
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 10:52am On Oct 02|
Udoh moved round an uncompleted bungalow as he inspected it.
He had earlier submitted a quotation to the engineers who headed the building construction.
And fortunately, he had been awarded the contract to handle the electrical installation of the house.
He was in the process of tracing some point when his eyes spotted Philomena. His Philomena!
He momentarily forgot his worries and traced her movement. Her graceful walking steps enticed him, her hips swayed left to right and Udoh couldn't hold it as his junior brother stood attention. He had to stylishly cover it with his two legs joint together.
To his utmost suprise, she lived opposite the duplex.
Some minutes later, She emerged with a pail and Udoh quickly jumped into the building to hide.
He spent over thirty minutes admiring her bums as she bent down doing the.laundry .
"Go and rubb that buttocks!" A spirit whispered in his brain.
"Noo!" He shook his head to wad off the thought.
Funny still, he couldn't even think straight.
"You won't find peace in life untill you rubb that buttocks!" The voice spoke again.
Rubbing her buttocks in the open was a bad idea.
He was still in deep thought and never noticed when the site engineer walked into the building.
"Oga electrician!" The Engineer hailed.
Udoh jerked in shock and turned. "Ahh! Oga, rubb that buttocks!" He said without thinking or maybe Philomena's bums robbed him off his common sense.
"Which buttocks?" The site engineer asked.
"Ehhmmm..." He smiled at the height of his geniune foolishness. "Oga, i just deh speak in parables!"
Parables in deed, Buttocks parables.
"Please, i don't want any disappointment, the keke rider will be here in an hour time with the necessary electrical part...I'll be leaving..do your work well" The man turned to leave.
A brilliant idea popped up in his head. "Oga give me 4k"
The Engineer froze in his tracks and turned round. "Four thousand for what? Haven't i paid you half of your money?"
"Noo..na for miscellanus!" Udoh kept on pleading.
The Engineer being a cheerful giver had to part with the four thousand.
"Oga...you don balance my equation, God ko embarass you with blessings..he will stone you with favour..he will kill you with riches!" What a brutal blessing.
"No take style curse me.." The Engineer cajoled and after some playful banters he left.
Udoh quickly boarded a bike to the nearest tool shops and bought a complete safety overall, a gloves, helment, safety boots(company standard) and a tool kit.
All in all, he spent fifty thousand to procure those items as the items were of high standard.
He entered a nearby rest room and changed into his wears and bagged the initial wears.
He was now looking like a complete foreign Engineer who worked in a multinational agency. And he walked on the street with pride.
He boarded a VIP taxi to the site and ordered the cabman to honk very loud.
"Why do you want me to horn?" The cab man asked.
"I'll pay you for it..my friend horn very loud.."
"Your money is two thousand!" The cab man inflated the price.
"PPPPPPP" The cab man honked so loud while Udoh was on timing.
The moment Philomena looked towards the cab. He moved out, making sure she saw him.
He pulled out his wallet and paid the cab man his money..a journey of just hundred naira but because of attention he paid two thousand.
Philomena watched intently as she tried to identify the man on overall.
Udoh put on his helment, held his tool kit and marched proudly to the site.
He moved past Philomena and pretended like he didn't see her.
Right at that spot, he pulled out his phone and made a fake call.
"Yea...Mr. Bush, what about the jet?
I was there, i personally flew the jet myself....what are you telling me?
I tested....listen Mr. Bush...i can order Buhari to terminate your appointment...what are you telling me? My boys tested that jet...i personally flew it myself.
I can't come to the hanger now.....ok, use the bombardier jet......
I couldn't make it to Australia today, i have an electrical installation to do in a.client's...building....ok....inform the other engineer from Russia....ok...Mr.Bush...I'll take to his exellency later...i don't want to show myself...you know...kidnappers are rampant...ok...Mr. Bush...my regards to your family...if I'm chanced....I'll attend your daughter's matric.ceremony.....abi it will be holding at Havard...where?...in Japan...ok!"
He exited the call.
Philomena was in awe.
The Bricklayers who were working on the threshold of the duplex, on seeing Udoh in his regalia, greeted him in reverence.
"My boys..." Udoh greeted.
"Boss man! We are loyal oooo!" The men responded.
Udoh retrieved his wallet and handed some naira notes to the men. Making sure Philomena saw the gesture.
He was feeling himself, but inwardly he was sure that his stupidity deserved a grammy.
He had just wasted sixty thousand just to impress a woman.
He just hoped and prayed that heaven will pardon him for his foolishness and express stupidity.
He just had twenty thousand naira left as his workmanship.
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|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by mhizv(f): 1:36pm On Oct 02|
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Adeola25(f): 3:39pm On Oct 02|
Udoh no get sense at all, just to impress a woman, he is busy spending money anyhow. Nah so James or what's his name do before he impregnated Miriam. Later dem go say women too like money. Lol. Thanks for the update Mr John, more grease to your elbow. Expecting weekend bonus.
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Kentuforchrist(m): 5:26pm On Oct 02|
excellent and magnificent writer.......thanks for the double update bro,grace upon grace man
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 11:35pm On Oct 02|
Adeola25:Your comments is tha bomb...
as for weekend bonus, .
Comments will determine...
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 11:35pm On Oct 02|
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by mhizv(f): 6:31am On Oct 03|
Just one for the weekend! Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Kentuforchrist(m): 11:10pm On Oct 03|
Noble come update abeg oooo�
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by doctorbrainy(f): 1:49pm On Oct 04|
Weeeellll done sir more ink to ur pen
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Taniaa(f): 5:06pm On Oct 04|
Tag me for update
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Kentuforchrist(m): 12:07pm On Oct 05|
where u dea na oga noble
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 8:30pm On Oct 05|
Voice of Reason 3
Mrs. Chinaza rose up from her deep slumber, she cursed inwardly as she felt a sharp pain pierce through her back. The foam she slept on felt like a bag of pins and the room felt like hell.
She carried her grandson who had been crying and kicking for the past minutes.
"Ebube!" She called as she rocked her son.
"Mirriam...!" She screamed but heard no reply.
The door opened and James moved in.
"Good morning mama, how was your night?" James greeted.
"Where your wife?" She ignored his greetings.
"She left to get something.."
"Where you been sleep last night or you no deh follow ya wife sleep for bed?".
James sighed tiredly, this woman and her endless rants.
"I figured out that there won't be a space for us...tharis why i slept with a fr...!"
"Call ya wife, make she come give this baby breast.." She ordered.
James just nodded and left the room.
Minutes later, Mirriam entered the room.
"Good morning mama!" She greeted and fetched the baby.
"Morning yaself! Ebube deh hungry.." Mrs. Chinaza said. "Ehmm you don buy baby food?"
"Not yet!" Mirriam retrieved her right boobs and inserted the nipple into the baby's mouth.
Mrs. Chinaza sat on a stool and watched keenly. "This pampars na since yesterday?"
Mrs. Chinaza got up."why you no change am na...wetin deh do una?"
"There's no money to get another one!" Mirriam replied.
Mrs. Chinaza yawned."Wetin deh for breakfast!"
"Yesterday egusi is still in the pot!"
"Na that kind soup you wan make i chop...only crayfish and onions full that soup and the soup don black finish! No wonder my grand pikin no wan fresh..ya breast milk don spoil!"
"Habah! Mummy...take it easy"
"Take what...if to say i no carry extra money come, how i for take survive?"
Mirriam was downcast.
Mrs. Chinaza exited the room and slammed the door, she went in search of James.
She spotted Peter."Where your friend?"
"Ohh! Madam..how are you?" He bowed slightly.
"Who be ya madam?"
"You na...you no be madam?"
"Na wetin i ask you be that?"
"Ahh! Which friend sef?" He was confused.
"How many you get?" She fired.
"Ohhh! You for specify na...you mean your son-inlaw"
“Which kin son-inlaw be that...the boy is not worthy of the name!"
"Ahh! Madam, me i be person weh no deh fear...iffa see how something bad, i deh speak am out. You see that thing weh you do James...eh no pure!"
"I no deh sell pure water oo!" Mrs.Chinaza yelled.
"You too deh insult James..you deh treat am like small pikin! Just imagine...James no fit sleep for him house because.."
"You are a stockfish! You are a keresone!" She was loosing it. "Look at you....you resemble person weh escape from prison.."
"Insult me how you like, i don talk my own!" Peter made to leave but She held him.
"Wetin you talk? I resemble ya mama mate? Calvary will punish you...you will die for your enemies...useless foolish man!"
"Madam free me na...i no wan get wahala with you!"
"Bascart! You are a confirm bascart!! No be your type i deh get wahala with. Iffa get wahala with you, you ko run leave this town!" She tightened the grip of her wrapper.
"Iffu call me madam, i ko jump enter your eye!" She stood on her toes and pointed her fingers at his eyes.
They spotted the Landlord approaching.
"Landlord, do make this mama free me!" Peter said.
"Mama mirriam, abeg wetin happen?" The landlord asked.
"Warn am ooo! Warn this cockroach ooo!!! If i wan kill am, eh no ko take me two seconds!" She left him and shoved him with force but he staggered and quickly regained balance.
She continued her search for James.
"Ah swear iffu see my pikin, him fresh die!" That was James in a palm wine joint, the joint was located at the extreme end of their street.
He was in the company of his friends drinking palmwine with groundnuts.
"Harry, you see that my baby?"
"Na president...infact na billionare!" James screamed.
"How you take sabi?" Harry asked.
"Why i no ko sabi? The boy deh always cry like say he deh sing nashional item!"
"Which one be nashional item?" Udoh asked.
"That song na..where colonial masters deh sing..!" James added.
"Na national anthem no be nashional item!" Okon corrected.
"My friend shurrup your cylinder mouth, you weh deh correct me, you fit sing am" James flared.
"Look at these incomplete salvation ooo!" Okon got up.
"Oya sing am na!" Harry jerked his head.
"I no ko sing, common anthem, na primary school stuff!" Okon waved.
"Okon sing am...collect 3k now!" Harry said.
"I no ko sing!" Okon said and made to stand.
Udoh not wanting the money to pass by got up. "Harry, drop the money for table! I ko sing am".
Harry smiled, brought out his wallet and counted the crisp naira notes. He dropped the money on the table.
Udoh smiled, shifted his chair and made a straight and serious face.
"Parade! Parade!! Parade the general!!!" He raised his left leg up.
"Fire the official gang squad!!!" He forgot his left leg was high, he raised his right leg and as a result, he fell to the ground.
"Old soldier never die!!!" He staggered and got up.
His friends knew he was high, Udoh never had a strong head for alcohol.
"Squad! Fall back to the general!!! Step on ground! One step forward!! Fire the bomb!!!" He jumped up, fell flat, stood up and grabbed a bottle and held it like a gun.
By this time, the whole bar was watching.
"Fall flat to the ground! Attention, stand at ease!! Follow the General!!!" Udoh screamed and marched round the bar.
"Our guy don mad ooo!" Harry and his friends got up in alarm.
Udoh marched straight to the front of the bar where he'll be seen by everyone. He reduced the volume of the sound system and screamed.
"Fellow citizens of our dear national country. It gives me joy as a singular person to administration patriotism in the country...i love this country so well that i cannot die for it.
If Satan is the father of corruption, then who is the mother?
Eve ate the apple and we are suffering.
Now listen to the national anthem.
Who is the Dj here?
Kindly give me a nice beatings. Iffa die for my country, call me nationalist.
If my country die for me, call me terrorist.
If me, i, myself and my country die together, call me spritualist!" Udoh closed his eyes.
"Harry, you see wetin you cause? No be you send am to sing anthem?" James said amidst laughter.
"♪Arice oh convention....
Nigeria call obem..
To serve their father land..
Weed love and sperm and FEM..
The rebour of our zero spam
Shall ever be in game...
To serve with rough and mighty
One nation bow in freebum..
Piss and unity...♪„
The whole bar was thrown into a frenzy mode as they screamed and laughed their ribs out.
Udoh bowed and suddenly screamed. "Buhari wait for me, i am a patriot!" He exited the bar, and ran straight into the high way.
A crash was heard, Udoh was seen spinning in the air and he landed in the gutter with his blood all over the highway.
The motorist sped away.
"Uncle!" Timi called out, he was sitted in Uncle Bolaji's sitting room.
"My boy..." Bolaji sniffed in a pipe of tobacco.
"Yes uncle..." Timi tried to arrange the words in his mind.
"Timi, i feel this world will be destroyed by a woman!" Bolaji said thoughtfully.
"What makes you think so?" Timi asked.
"You won't be able to reason with me on this level...i have some green bottles in my freezer!"
"No..thanks. i didn't come here to drink..!" Timi said.
"Hahahaha! Have you noticed something?" Bolaji faced the ceiling.
"What is it sir?"
"Colin Morgan used barely a sentence to command a storm.."
"Who's colin morgan?"
"Ohhh! I haven't seen the movie!" Timi said.
Bolaji smiled. "If you grow up, what do you want to be in future?"
Timi smiled. One of the most complex thing in the world is to discuss with a drunk or someone who is high on something.
"Uncle, i came to discuss something with you!"
"Is it words of wisdom?" Bolaji asked.
"If you don't know what you came to my apartment for, I'll advise you to leave and never return...never return or you die..hahahahaha! Nollywood witches do laugh like that!"
"Uncle, it seems you are not in the right mood to have a conversation!" Timi got up and made to leave.
"Timi, come back here! If you leave this room, it will never be well with you!"
"Uncle, don't curse me...ok, i am in a fix!"
"Hahahaha! You are so hilarious. You're in a fix, common get a mechanic to fix you out. Hahaha. God said love your neighbours as you love yourself...ask God if i can love my neighbour's wife as i love my self! Hahaha!"
Timi scratched his head in frustration.
"I know that look on your face, your father normally had that look when he screwed somebody's wife to pregnancy...you are really your father but the only thing is you are a little bit more stupid than him!"
"Uncle I'm leaving...have a nice day!" He got up and made for the door.
Bolaji quickly took off his slippers and threw it at Timi.
"Ahhh" Timi winced in pains as the hard slippers hit him hard.
"Sit down!" Bolaji barked. "I comnand you to sit down in Jehovah name!"
"Uncle, you are intoxicated, we'll talk later!" Timi rubbed the spot the slippers hit. He had a small cut there.
"Can i tell you a secret? Motivation is what pushed the disciples around the globe. Do you know what motivated them? Smoke...that was their motivation. When i was in the church ministry, i noticed that i prophesied better when i took my pipe. You know why? The spirit is the foundation but it needs motivation. That's why God created and government banned it!"
"What are you saying sef!" Timi watched him in disgust.
"What is your problem, have you come to tell me the date for the traditional family introduction with Lydia? Ohh that girl is a good wife material but you are a bad tailor!"
Timi thought for a while. "I have someone i intend to marry!"
"Yes..go on, expose your stupidity to me, suprise me!"
"Her name is Bernice and she's pregnant for me!"
Bolaji's face turned red in anger.
"I'm sorry, i can't marry Lydia...but I'll claim full responsibility of the triplets and..."
Bolaji threw a remote to his face, he grabbed a vase and threw it but Timi was quick to dodge.
"Uncle what is happening?" Timi asked in alarm.
"Where's my gun...upon my advice, you still went and got another lady pregnant..." He rushed to his room and fetched a machete.
Timi knew his uncle was totally mad, there was nothing he could do rather than to run for his life. His uncle was a beast.
Bolaji emerged with a machete in one hand and a table fan in the other.
"Timi, choose which weapon you want..let me kill you with it!"
Timi raced towards the door and tried to open it but it was locked. He struggled with the key but couldn't unlock as his hands were shaking seriously.
For the very first time in his lifetime, he was prepared to fight the fearful Uncle Bolaji.
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Adeola25(f): 9:12pm On Oct 05|
Udoh must not die oo. I dey always gbadun Uncle Bolaji. Thanks for the update
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Teedah: 9:25pm On Oct 05|
Unpredictable writing. Kudos
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by doctorbrainy(f): 11:32pm On Oct 05|
Well done sir
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 1:13pm On Oct 06|
Fans, how's the story flow...
Criticism is welcome....
And please, comment and analyse on the story-plot, there's something i see, i want to know if you all are seeing it too…....
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Teedah: 4:27pm On Oct 06|
Can we really see what you are seeing? Maybe another creative mind... Like I earlier said it's unpredictable.
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Kentuforchrist(m): 3:24pm On Oct 07|
thanks for the update man.... am not seeing wat u are seeing oooo next update
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by Noblejohn32(m): 4:29pm On Oct 07|
Udoh laid lifelessly in the intensive care unit, battling to live.
His friends watched with tears from a transparent slide.
The Doctor had earlier informed them that Udoh's chances of living was on the slim side. The accident cracked his skull, punctured his ribs and his spinal cord.
"Udoh must not die oooo!" Peter screamed. He had cried all the way from the house to the hospital."Na who give am beer?" Peter asked. "Una sabi say Udoh's head no deh carry beer..."
"No be beer na pa-mi!" James said, his eyes was red as a result of tears.
"Make una no to disturb yaself, Udoh ko wake up!" Harry assured. "Wetin we for do na to pray!"
"Doctor no gree allow make we enter inside Udoh's room..." Peter said.
"There is no distance in the spirit, eventhough we stand here, God ko hear our prayer....make we join hands!" Harry and his friends locked hands together.
They had to move into an empty ward, so as not to disturb the nurses at the counter.
"Harry, na you be bishop...oya start!" Okon said.
Harry closed his eyes and remained mute for over ten minutes.
His friends had to confirm if he's okay.
Harry sang a worship song and began vibrating, he spoke in different tongues ranging from swahili, Igbo, Hausa and Chinese. He flung himself to the ground and jerked like an epileptic patient.
His friends had to give him a wide space for his madness. He kept on screaming 'anionting' and falling down at interval.
Thirty minutes later, he raised his hands and worshipped heaven.
"You don finish ya madness?" Peter asked.
"Anionting breaks the yoke...Brothers, i just went to hell now!" Harry said.
"No wonder!" Peter responded. "Oya, Okon your turn!"
"Wait let me finish..." Harry hushed them. "As i was praying, the spirit took me to hell and i saw Udoh naked. He was chained to a pole and the female demons were giving him Mouth Gig. I told them, do you know who i am?
They told me no!
I told them that i am the cross...and they released Udoh!" Harry smiled. A victory smile.
"That means no need to pray again now..." Okon said.
"Nooo, we need another prayer to facilitate his release!...Okon pray for us" Harry added.
"Make another person pray, i no deh ready now!" Okon tried to escape but James seized his wrist.
Okon nodded at last. He closed his eyes and shook his head terribly.
"No follow do wetin Harry do now ooo" James admonished.
"In Jesus Christ name of Nazareth!" Okon screamed.
"In Jehovah name..."
For close to fifteen minutes, he was screaming the same words.
"Abi you no get wetin to pray about?" James asked.
"Harry give me one worship song.." Okon requested.
"Abah! Okon sing, or you no fit sing?" James fired.
"The thing is...the songs weh deh my head now na cultural songs!" Okon rubbed his forehead.
"Which kind cultural song?" Harry asked.
"Masquerade song na...abeg help me with one chorus!" Okon pleaded.
"Sing wetin you sabi.." Peter replied.
♪I deh....i deh ooo♪
♪I no find trouble, bad people♪
♪Wetin i do ooo♪
"Udoh deh weh eh deh!
Bad people come find him trouble..
Udoh deh weh eh deh..
Ogogoro go knack him head...
Father, whosoever weh put hand for Udoh matter...make the person die!
In Holy spirit name!"
"Ammen!" His friends replied.
"Father, who are me?
Who are mine?
There's nothing to hard for you to do..
Father, you raise Ojuku..
You raise Obadiah from death..
You raise Adam and other disciples and apostle...
Father raise your boy...
Hmmmm....sherikianbah....odafaraster..mazokebatuba!" Okon spoke in tongues and fell to the ground.
"Make una stop this show na!" James complained.
They stopped their session when the matron came to them.
"Who are the family members of the deceased?" She asked.
"Decease ke?" Okon quickly got up.
"Just go meet the Doctor, sorry for the loss!" She said and left.
Harry and his crew brought the hospital down with their tears.
Vera sat in the cab sulking, tears streamed down her eyes at intervals.
Smart had beaten her almost to pulp as she failed to give a concrete explanation on who Taiwo was.
Since Taiwo came into her life, it has witnessed a drastic turn. Recently she saw herself in a dream carrying a baby bump.
Her sex life and marriage entirely was crashing.
She had lost her period a few weeks ago. With the hope of pregnancy, she rushed to the hospital only to diagnosed of amenorrhea.
All the drugs she had been taking had no effect as she didn't see her period again.
She confided the issue to her senior sister and she was made to understand that it was spiritual.
Her sister directed her to a church in the rural part of uyo.
"Madam we don reach..." The Cab man jolted her off.
She opened her eyes and took a deep breath. "Na the church be this?"
"No be Brotherhood...na here!"
Vera saw the sign post and breathed again. She rummaged threw her purse and gave the driver a rumpled five hundred naira note.
She alighted the vehicle and moved towards the building.
The building didn't look like a conventional church building, It looked more like an apartment but very large.
There was a large crucifix in front of the door post with an inscription. "Remove your shoes"
Remove gini? She pushed the creaky door and peeped inside.
She met an empty hall. The place was quiet with a kind of strange aura.
Her sister told her the Prophet was always in his counsel room.
She pushed open the door and moved inside.
There was a slightly raised podium with a table covered with a red material. On the table were different colour of candles burning, bottles of water and a cross covered with white.
As she moved towards the podium, she saw two ladies behind the pillar kneeling before a candle.
"Good day.." She greeted but she was ignored.
"Please I'm looking for prophet Japhet!" Vera said.
One of the women stood up and scrutinized her critically.
"Nooo! Go and remove it!" The woman screamed.
Vera was taken aback. "What?"
"Your shoe...how dare you!" The woman grabbed a bottle of olive oil.
"Must you shout on me like that?" Vera was pissed.
"This ground is a holy ground!" The woman screamed.
"Ok.." Vera scampered out and pulled of her sandals and moved in a bit reluctant as the gravel pierced her sole.
The woman anionted her hand with a bottle of olive oil.
"What brings you to the brotherhood?"
"I'm here to see the prophet!" Vera replied.
"What brings you to the prophet...kneel!"
"What sort of stupid question?" She nearly said that.
"Walk on your knees to that door...but before you move, you must sow a seed!"
"What kind of seed?" She nearly said that too. She pulled out a thousand naira note from her purse and held onto it.
"Give me the money.." The woman stretched her palms.
"Huh?...am i supposed to give you or the prophet!" Vera asked, already she was sick and getting tired.
The two woman laughed so hard.
"We are the keepers here...you see the prophet through us!"
Vera handed the money to them a bit reluctant.
The women face changed as they saw the money.
"Sister, how much is a coffin?"
"Huh...am not an undertaker!" Vera replied.
"Can you buy a coffin with one thousand?"
"Am not understanding you guys, i came to see the prophet...not to price coffin!" Vera said.
"His brotherhood won't receive this..!" The money was thrown to her and the women went back to their kneeling position.
"Weird!" Vera got up to leave but the thought of her crashing marriage and Taiwo's ghost made her kneel back.
"Do you have a POS?"
The women laughed again.
"I didn't come with much money.." Their laughter made her sick in the stomach.
"How much do you have?"
"I came with three thousand please..." She pulled out anothet note and gave it to them. "Please two thousand is what i can afford!"
The women got up and stared deep into her eyes.
Vera flinched a bit.
"Your pussy will soon wither...hahaha!"
"Excuse me please.." Vera got offended.
"Your yoruba spirit boyfriend will make it so!" They kept on laughing.
Vera shivered in fright. "Yoruba spirit boyfriend..please i don't ..."
"One month pregnancy...hahaha...how do you expect to menstrate when you're pregnant!"
Vera fell weakly to the floor. She was never a fan of spiritism but what she heard now was more than a confirmation.
"Please help me, my marriage is crashing!" She cried.
"We cannot help you...only the brotherhood can help...!" One of the women said.
"But...are you people not a member of this church?" Vera asked.
The women giggled. "Prophet Japhet and his angels are the brotherhood..we're only the keepers!".
A door flunged open and two muscular men on red attire carried a woman and her husband on their shoulders. They passed them without uttering a word.
"Those are part of the angels..." One of the women whispered to Vera.
The two men returned and faced them with a straight face. Without warning, they lifted Vera up and slammed her on the ground.
"Assshhh! Somebody help...!" Vera screamed out in pains and horror.
"That's the cleansing...your back needs to touch the ground in full force as it were during creation, only when's done..can you see the brotherhood!" One of the men spoke in a cold tone.
"Please don't hurt me..!" Vera pleaded amidst screams as the men picked her up and moved towards an entrance.
"His Spiritual!" One of the men knocked and unlocked the door.
They dropped Vera on the ground but she could barely support herself as her back ached.
She almost ran out of her skin in fear as she spotted a dark, heavily bearded man sitted across a black table with over a hundred candle burning on it. He was clothed in a white apparel and a black turban tied on his head. His eyes were somewhat blue with a red pattern round his nose.
"You seek me?" The man spoke with a suprising light voice. Almost like a baby.
"I seek the Prophet Japhet.." Vera muttered weakly.
The Prophet got up and stared at an imaginary figure behind her."Why is that ghost following you?"
Vera turned back and saw no one. "Which ghost?"
The Prophet smiled. "You're married in the realms of men and pregnant in the realms of spirit!"
|Re: DESIRE 2(house On Fire) By John Mfon by mhizv(f): 4:45pm On Oct 07|
This is getting interesting!
Well done noble
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