Creeza:
Hahahaha Hilary sha. Doh. NA SO LIFE BE FOR NIJA CELL AND PRISON.


Been there, seen there! Done there!!

Like my cousin will say ' any nija boy wey neva enter cell after clocking 18 and above, no be Man e be'

the beans part sha. Iswell duch12 oya weldone

Make I try become man abeg *lol

Episode 16


He jumped up from the bed,hitting his head on the iron in the process. He searched around for the owner of the voice. He saw a large figure sitting on the floor in the dark. His heart jumped up to his mouth immediately.
"I aaam sorry. I didn't know someone was inside." He uttered frightfully,he wasn't ready for another round of brutality.
"Shut up.!" The figure barked. "Na me you wan follow talk oyinbo English?"
"Sorry."
"Oya yansh down." The figure yelled. Hillary stood looking at him like a zombie. "You no dey hear? I say put your yansh for ground my friend."
The figure stood up from where he sat. Hillary sat down on the floor immediately without being told to for the third time. The figure swaggered to the light. Hillary's mouth dropped when he saw the figure;the man was tall,dark skinned and have giant like stature. His moustache and beard were bushy,his mouth could only be seen when he talk. A cut run across his forehead down his left chin.
"Wetin dem dey call you?" The man asked.
"Hillary."
"Wetin you do wey dem carry you enter prison" the man asked folding his arms.
"I was misunderstood for a te..." The man didn't allow him complete his sentence.
"You dey craze? Na me you dey follow talk oyinbo English?" He barked unfolding his arm and pointing a finger at Hillary.
"I dey sorry." Hillary apologised.
"Oya answer the question."
"Dem think say I be terrorist na em dem carry me come here."
"So you be terrorist?"
"No oo. Na mistake dem do,I no be dat kind person." Hillary uttered defensively.
"You no well abi? You be terrorist and I no wan make you follow me argue." The man kicked Him on the hip,it felt as if he has been hit by a rod.
"Sorry,I no go argue with you again." Hillary said soothing his hip.
"Good person." The man said shining his stained teeth. He swaggered to the bunk and sat down,legs apart and hands on the knee. He twirled his head and glanced at Hillary,cold ran down his spine. "My name na Scatter and na me be presido for this place,if you behave wella you go enjoy here. You sabi sing?"
"Yes,I sabi." Hillary nodded.
"Sing better songs give me."
Hillary started singing all the songs he knew. He sang for almost two hours before he was told to take a break. His throat was already dried up by then. The man lied on the bunk and commanded him to do the same on the floor. Hillary jerked up when he heard knock on the door,he was yelled at and told to lie back. The man stood up,went to the door and cleared his throat. Two plates were pushed inside the cell. Hillary began salivating immediately he saw the plates. He couldn't remember when last he ate. The man bent and picked a plate then pushed the other plate with his feet to Hillary.
"Food don come,stand up chop."
Hillary sat up immediately and carried the plate. He almost vomited when he opened the plate. The beans was watery and smelling awful. He raised his head and gazed at the Scatter was seem to be enjoying his meal. Scatter stopped and looked at Hillary.
"Wetin happen? You no wan chop?" He asked frowning.
"The food is... I no fir eat am."
Scatter chuckled. "Na so you go chop am or..." He pointed a beans covered finger at him. "I go force you eat am."
Hillary nodded and gulped down spit. He opened the plate,squeezed his face and dipped his hand in the beans,an electric ran through his body. He quickly removed his hand from the beans; the beans was freezing cold. He raised his eyes slowly and saw Scatter staring at him. He dipped his hand back into the plate,fetched the beans and put it in his mouth. He swallowed it immediately without chewing. He continued forcing the beans down his throat until he was done. He dropped the plate,folded himself on the floor,forcing himself not vomit.

preciousuweh:
Nice one duch12.
By the way today is my birthday oh.

Happy birthday bro though it came late. 19th was my mum's birthday also.

Episode 15



The journey lasted for almost an hour then the van came to a stop. He heard whispers followed by the sound of a gate opening;from the sound of the gate,it is a heavy one. The van drove in and he began hearing sounds of alarm ringing,his heart began pulsating.
The cloth was taken off his face and he quickly shut his eyes due to the light. He opened his eyes slowly and saw people dressed in blue jumpsuit and knew immediately that he was brought to the prison. The doors of the van was opened and he was pulled out and led into the building by the shoulder. The touch of the cold morning breeze on his skin made him realize he was still in his underwear. He was taken into a room and registered then given a blue jumpsuit to change into.
"Take him to cell 94." The head warden said. The three warders standing behind him turned and glanced at each other with a knowing look.
"Yes sir!"They saluted.
One of them led the way,followed by Him then the other two warders. He suspected all was not ok as the warden in the front kept looking back at him and the other two. They stopped at a door and the warden in front brought out bunch of keys and searched through them for the right key. He found the key and unlocked the door. He signalled to him to enter,he turned and look at the warders behind him then walked wearily inside. The door was shut and locked almost immediately. He stared at the door as the footsteps moved farther. He sighed relief;he is going to be free from them inside his cell. He wouldn't mind staying in prison till all is over.
He turned and studied the cell;it was not more than twenty feet,not quarter the size of his room. The cell was dark except for the tiny ray that passed through the small window at the top end of the cell. The cell was damp,combined with the smell of rotten mangoes. He wondered how the smell of rotten mangoes got into the cell. He glanced at the wall;it was painted blue which has faded already. He looked up at the ceiling,it was stained with a brownish substance. He was sure going to have a hell of a time. He shuffled and sat on the bunk bed.
"Comot for dat bed." A thunderous voice said.

Episode 14




He was striped to his underwear and thrown into a cell. Cold water was poured on him,he began to shiver and slowly he started loosing his consciousness. Another round of cold water was poured on him to revive him and was followed by two slaps. Two policemen descend on him and began another round of beating. They stopped after awhile and pulled him on the floor to the interrogation room. His hands were handcuffed to the table and the policemen left the room.
He lean on the table,supported by his chest. Blood was coming out from his mouth and nose. His eyes were swollen and one of his eyes was was oozing blood. The door opened,he raised his head to see who had entered. A dark,hunky man entered and shuffled to the chair in front of him then sat down.
"It is a great opportunity to meet the great Hillary,mastermind behind the eagle square bombing." The man said rubbing his beard.
"I am not a terrorist." Hillary said softly,breathing heavily.
"That's what terrorist like you always say."
"You're all getting it wrong,I have no hand in the attack. I was just trying to help."
"Seriously?" The man giggled,resting his hands on the table.
"The real terrorist are out there planning to carry out other attacks,keeping me here will make things easier for them. I shouldn't have..." Hillary stopped talking and stared at the man.
"You shouldn't have what?"
"I am not a terrorist,believe me. I can help you catch the terrorist."
The man slapped him angrily. "You can help me catch the terrorist? Who is the terrorist if not you?"
"I am not a terrorist,I went to the eagle square to help."
"Will you shut up and stop vomiting trash!" The man yelled banging the table.
"I don't mind dying while saving my country but wouldn't want my name to be associated with terrorism."
"You're a terrorist,you will die a terrorist and the world will know you as nothing but a terro..."
"The National Hospital! Yes,that's their next target." Hillary interrupted happily.
"What are you saying?" The man asked confused.
"The terrorist have list of places they plan to carry out attacks and the national hospital is their next target."
"How did you know that?"
"I know their plan,trust me please."
The man stared confusingly at Hillary for a minutes,stood up and walked to the door.
"They are powerful,they are people in the government." Hillary said.
The man turned,glanced at him,grit his teeth,opened the door and left. He was left alone in the room for almost thirty minutes before some men came in and took him out of the room into a waiting van. A cloth was put over his face and the van drove away.

This is going to be lit. Nice one Abraham.

Deeejah:
Beautiful story which shows the anguish some women pass through daily.
U did a good job but i want to draw your attention to Somethings I noticed, so you can overcome them in your next story.
1. Be mindful of ur use of tenses, let ur past events be in past tense/participle.
2. You shd also take note of ur verbs, not all verbs take 'ed'.
3. Homophones are words that av similar pronunciation but different meanings & spellings. Eg sight, site,cite, burst, bust etc. So u shd take cognizance of such words so that u don't use them wrongly.
Finally, If u can, I will advise you have someone edit ur stories.
That's all. Pls no offence intended. I hope to write soon too and I will welcome your corrections as well.
Sannu da Aiki

Thanks for the one million advice. Will do that immediately.

Centino,I just google my name and saw my stories on other site too. No permission taken fah! It is unfair seriously,you will sit and brainstorm then come up with something and one person will just lift it "just like that."

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MichaelBlake40:
Finally!!!!!!! and I thought the era of Crime thrillers have come and gone.It's such stories by the likes of you and Creeza dat satisfies me. Your story iz da bomb as someone once commented.Keep it up bro and more groundnut oil8) 2 ya elbow.

Thanks for the nice comment.

Favour155:
i'm enjoying this story so much, please Mr writer, try and update it atleast 2 episode everyday.. So that your readers won't lose interest. Just my thought tho.

Thank you. Would love to do so but I am still typing the story. I will take it upon myself to post everyday when I finish typing it.

Honeydawealth:
Weldone!! Dis is a wonderful and cativating story...

Thank you

preciousuweh:
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Episode 13



"Who is this?" He asked fearfully,leaning on the wall.
"Your nightmare." The voice answered in a robotic way. That instigated more fear in him. He gulped on an empty throat.
"Excuse me?"
"You poked your nose into our business and you must pay with your life."
"Oh!You're one of the traitors."Hillary said surmounting courage.
"You can call us whatever you wish to Hillary."
"I want to let you know something,as long as I am alive and know your plan,you will never succeed." He said courageously, standing properly.
"Well,that is if you see the break of day." The voice uttered and chuckled.
"Excuse me."
"Let's say we are outside house No. 20 Luke Pendant crescent,where you are hiding and are coming inside to kill you and the doctor." A cough escaped Hillary's lung. The voiced giggled. "You're already afraid."
Hillary threw the phone on the bed and plodded around then sat at the foot of the bed. He began sweating despite the air condition being on. He stood up, rushed out of the room to the doctor's room and started banging at the door.
"Who is it?" The doctor asked.
"It is I,Hillary."
"What is it? Has something happened?" The doctor opened the door and appeared rubbing his eyes.
"They are outside the house."Hillary replied alarmed.
"They?Who are they?" The doctor asked scared.
"The guys,I got a call few seconds and a voice told me they are outside the house and will be coming in to kill us." Hillary explained.
"What? How did they trace us?" The doctor asked stepping out of his room.
"I don't know but I have an idea."
"What idea?"
"We should call the police and report now." Hillary said shaking his leg nervously.
"You can't be serious! How will that help? They will kill us before the police arrive."
"We have to try at least. I have the I.G's number,I will call him right away."
"And tell him what? That you're the person suspected to be behind the eagle square attack and there are men outside the house trying to kill you or what?"
"I will tell him I want to surrender?"
"They will ask you to surrender at their office,and do you think those guys will allow you walk to the station freely?"
"Ok,you will call them then."
"And..."
"Tell them you caught me trespassing your house."
"Your stuff are all over the house."
"We will get rid of them before they arrive."
"This is dangerous Hillary."
"They are going to kill us anyway."
The doctor stared at him for awhile then shook his head. Hillary rushed to the room,came back with his phone and handed it to the doctor.
"Make the call while I get rid of my things."
"Wait,how did I get the number at the first place?"
"The police won't have time to look at that." Hillary said rushed out.
He doctor entered the contact and dialled the I.G's number. The call was answered almost immediately. The doctor spoke with him and the I.G promised to send his men immediately. Hillary came back few minutes later and found the doctor sitting on the arm of a sofa.
"Have you make the call?"
"Yes."The doctor answered standing up.
"We need to make everything look real for the police to buy our story."
"How are we going to do that?"
"Turn the house upside down and make it look like there was a struggle."
"They began crashing things in the sitting room then proceed to the kitchen. They returned to the sitting room and looked at the mess they have created then created glanced at each other. The heard the sound of the siren as it rings loud in the air. They stared at the entrance as if waiting for someone to open the door. Hillary turned and looked at the doctor then hit him hard on the nose. The doctor started bleeding from the nose immediately.
"Ouch!" The doctor cried out. "What is this for?"
"I am sorry but a terrorist won't come into your house,fight with you and you won't get injured." Hillary shrugged.
"Is that so?"
"Ye..." A blow interrupted Hillary midway.
He bent down holding his nose. He stood up and glanced at the doctor as he throw a punch at him. They started throwing blows and punches at each other until their face was tattered and covered in blood. A bang on the door made them stop.
"It must be the police,tie me up immediately." Hillary instructed.
The doctor ran to the kitchen and came back with a rope tied Hillary down and rushed towards the door.
"Doctor Jonah." Hillary called. The doctor turned and looked at him. "Thank you for helping me." The doctor smiled,nodded and walked out.
Hillary lied on the floor with heart pounding,wondering what to do next. How is he going to prove he is not a terrorist and was just helping? What if they follow him to the prison? All this and other thought kept ringing in his head. He heard sound of the gate opening and his heart skipped a beat. He could hear footsteps approaching closer and closer. He looked up but was blocked by the sofa. A flash light was shines on his face,making him go blind for the moment. He shut his eyes tightly and turned his eyes away. One of the policemen used the butt of the gun to hit him on the head,just near his eyes. He groaned in pain as blood oozed out of the wound. The police men lynched on him and within seconds,the shape of his face has changed. The beat him to their satisfaction before bundling him into the van,soaked in his own blood.

Episode 20 The end


I was taken to the hospital for treatment of the wounds I got from the lynching. I was handcuffed to the bed and two policemen were assigned to guard me. My mother, her friend, uncle Ibrahim and aunty Shatu who has arrived from Bauchi and Kano respectively came to the hospital in the night. My mother began to cry when she saw me in cuffs. Aunty Shatu held her and sat her down on the bed.
“How are you doing?” Uncle Ibrahim asked.
“I am doing fine.” I said smiling. I looked at my mother and touched her hand. “Everything is going to be fine Inna.”
“Why would you ever think of doing such a stupid thing?” Aunty Shatu asked angrily.
“I don’t know. He was beating Inna and I don’t know what came over me.” I replied her.
“Had Yaya gotten a divorce, this won’t have happened.” Aunty Shatu said regrettably.
“This is not time for blame. The deed has already been done. We need to find a way out of this mess.” Hajia Falmata, my mother’s friend said.
“I have a friend who is a very good lawyer. He can help us with this case.” Uncle Ibrahim said.
“I don’t need a lawyer.” I said.
“Will you shut up?” Aunty Shatu shouted at me. “We are trying to fix the mess you did.” She eyed me.
Uncle Ibrahim brought out his cell phone and dialed a number. He talked with the person at the other end of the call for close to an hour. They stayed with me till late in the night. They left promising to come back the following morning.
I was moved to the prison five days after staying in the hospital to await my trial. My lawyer and a detective occasionally visit me in the prison for questioning. My trial begins after spending close to five months in prison. I was found guilty of murder of murder after four sittings and was sentenced to life imprisonment.

We live in a society where women are not valued. A society where women are seen as second class citizens and tool for sexual gratification. A society a man is always right and the woman is always wrong. A society where a male child is value above a female child irrespective of her potential. A society where women are not supposed to be heard. A society where rules are made to favor the men. A society where a woman is always blamed for her husband’s death. A society where bad children belong to the mother and the good ones to the father. A society where men infidelity is seen as an achievement. A society where men try their best to bring down successful women because they see them as threat. A society where women are made to turn against each other. A society where women are made to believe they can never perform more than the men. A society where rape victims are blamed for being raped. A society that is in favor of the men.

We need to strive for a society where gender equity is the order of the day. Where both men and women are given equal opportunities in life and no gender is being marginalized for what so ever reason. Women are not just the other sex but out mothers, sisters, wives, aunties, friends and daughters and they deserve to be treated well.

koopanated:
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ADECULATE:
Haaaa audu, i feel so sorry 4 u btw duch12 tanks 4 a wonderful update as always

Thanks Sis

saxwizard:
the story dey make me remember quantico and designated survivor

if u hv not seen that movie go see it



nice work mr op

Two of my best series.

Creeza:
There is something fishy about this your story mister op. Very fishy.

Right from the title to the plot., very synomous with mine . Hmmmm

i will watch how this whole events pan out . I still dae here, issorite plagiarism alert ,continue

I have never read any of your stories sir. Theory X is 100 percent my intellectual property. I have hand written manuscript of the story and will be uploading it later in the day. I know what it means as a writer to sit,brainstorm and come up with a story so I won't even try to plagiarise anybody's work;God won't forgive me if I do that. So sir,chill Theory X is not a copied work. I was inspired by the whistle-blower stuff and the bombing at eagle square. Thank you sir.

Episode 12




The car speeds into the house,Hillary came out of the car,ran to the gate and closed the gate. There was a river of blood on his right forearm and head. They hurried into the house and the doctor nervously took the remote and on the television. He switched to one of the local station where they were talking about the bombing.
"....according to the spokesman of the National Emergency Management Agency NEMA, no life was lost but about twenty people are injured. The is the most dreaded attack ever carried out in the history of the country as it is targeted at the president and members of his cabinet. In another report,Afrieca TV have gotten an exclusive footage from the failed attack. The man whose picture appear on the screen is suspected to be the person behind the attack. We will keep you posted on any development."
Hillary flicked his eyes several times then turned to look at the doctor who was covered in surprise. Hillary stared at his picture on the screen. He became numb and the air in the sitting room became thick;he began gasping for air. He took two steps backward,plodded and fell on the floor. The doctor rushed towards him,picked a magazine lying on the sofa and began fanning him.
Hillary slowly regained his conscious. He sat up and stared at the television. The reporter was now interviewing people at the scene. Tears stream down his cheeks and he quickly wiped it with the back of his palms. The doctor stood hands akimbo with his eyes on the floor,deep in thought. Hillary stood up and staggered into the room. The doctor stared at the door for awhile,shook his head then went and sat on the sofa. He took the remote and switched off the television. He tossed the remote away on the sofa and covered his face with his hands.
Hillary kept tossing and turning on the bed,he tried to force himself to sleep but it seems sleep was on strike. He sat up with legs widely spread and rubbed his hands over his face. He inhaled deeply then sighed. He bent slightly to the right,turned on the bed lamp,crawled out of bed and shuffled to the sitting room. He opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle water,gulped it down and dropped the empty bottle on the refrigerator. He returned the bedroom and sat on the sofa,hands clawed on the sofa's arm. He relaxed back on the sofa and stared fixedly at the wall clock on the wall. Everywhere was quite,the only sound was the beating of his heart which was in rhythm with the tick tack of the clock.
The vibration of his phone made him raise his head abruptly and look at the direction the phone was kept on the drawer,near the bed lamp. He stood and stroad to the drawer. He bent forward and glanced at the screen. It is a new number;who would be calling by the time of the night? And no one even have his new number aside the doctor. He took the phone and stared at it as it continued to vibrate. His heard was already pounding in his heart. The call ended just as he was about swiping on the screen. He sighed,dropped the phone and turned to return to the sofa when the phone started vibrating again. He made a sharp turn and looked at phone dreadfully. He reached for the phone with shaky hand and carried it. He swiped the phone and carefully placed it on his ear.
"Hello." He blurted. There was no response from the person at the other end,that got him more scared. He took the phone away from the screen, glanced at the screen then placed the phone back on his ear. "Hello." He said again.
"Hillary Osagie" A voice called out. He nearly died of fear,his stomach rumbled loudly and he lost his balance. Only two people call him by his full name; Jamil and his mum.

Episode 19



My mother dropped my father’s food on the centre table and returned to the kitchen. She came out and entered her room. She took her bath, prayed before coming out again. She sat beside Zahra on the couch.
“Is your father not yet out from his room?” My mother asked Zahra.
“Yes.” Zahra replied.
“Bala please go and tell you father his food is ready.” My mother said to Bala.
“Ok.” Bala said and walked to my father’s room. He came back seconds later.
“What did he say?” My mother asked.
“He told me to take the food to his room.” Bala said picking up the tray from the centre table and took it to my father’s room. He came back and sat down.
My father came out of his room holding the flask in his left hand. He stood at the entrance and searched for my mother with his eyes.
“What is this?” He asked my mother angrily.
“Spaghetti and beans.” My mother replied.
“Why is the food cold? Did you cook it yesterday?”
“I just cooked it like thirty minutes ago, beside the food is in the flask it can’t get cold.”
“I don’t have time for any rubbish talk now just come and collect this flask from my hand and warm the food.” My father said angrily.
My mother shook her head and stood up. She went and collected the flask from my father’s hand and entered the kitchen. My father hissed then entered his room. He came out some minutes later and entered the kitchen. We started hearing sound of things crashing on the floor. I stood up and ran to the kitchen. My siblings followed me but I sent them away to their room.
I tried stopping my father but he pushed me away. I fell on the floor and hit my head on the mortar. That was when I saw the pestle. I quickly took it and stood up. I walked slowly towards my father who was still beating my father after she has passed out. I raised the pestle and hit my father on the head.
“Ahh!” My father let out a cry and held his head.
I raised he pestle and hits him again. He fell down. I raised the pestle high and held it in the air. I looked at my who was lying on the floor, my eyes were filled with rage. I wanted everything to stop that moment.
The pestle landed on my father’s neck and he let out a howl. I raised the pestle and continue hitting my father until he stopped moving and howling. I looked at myself, I was covered in blood. I threw the pestle away and stood still looking at my father’s body. His head was scattered.
“You have killed him.” I heard Zahra said from behind me. I turned and looked at her. She was looking terrified. My other siblings immediately rushed into the kitchen. Zahra shuffled to where my mother was lying and bent down. “Is she dead?” Zahra asked more terrified.
I shook my head from side to side. She stood up and rushed to the tap. She used a bowl to fetch water from the tap. She sprinkled the water on my mother. My mother jerked and woke up.
“Where is your father?” my mother asked. Zahra started crying immediately. “What is happening Zahra? Why are you crying?” my mother asked confused.
She held Zahra by the shoulder. I took two steps toward them and stopped midway. My mother let go of Zahra immediately she saw me covered in blood. She became terrified. She opened her mouth but no word came out.
“I killed him.” I said tears sliding down my cheeks.
My mother stood up slowly and walked to where father’s body was lying. She started breathing heavily then let out a loud cry. Zahra joined in and my other siblings that are now standing beside my mother joined in too. I stood there looking at them like a statue.
The cry attracted neighbors and passersby who rushed into our house to find out what happened. The news travelled fast and soon our house was filled up with people who had come to see for themselves what has happened. A woman in the crowd slapped me and others joined in. people began lynching on me. They almost killed me on the spot if not for the policemen that arrived and rescued me.
My mother picked up few things and took my siblings to one of her friend’s house. The house was sealed off after my father body was taken to the morgue.

Episode 18


I was sitting in front of our old house in Lere receiving fresh air when one of my childhood friends came to pass riding a bicycle. He came down of bicycle immediately he saw me. I stood up quickly and started walking towards him.
“Audu when did you come?’ He asked smiling.
“Just yesterday. I was thinking of coming to your house this evening.” I replied as we shook hands.
“How is your mother’s health? I heard she is not feeling fine.” Aminu asked.
“She is improving. She will soon be going to India for surgery.”
“Surgery? Is the sickness that severe?”
“Yes. Where are you going?” I asked quickly changing the topic.
“I am going to the market.” He said.
“Let’s go. You can drop your bicycle with Mallam Isa.” I told him
“Ok.” He murmured.
He pushed the bicycle and dropped it in front of Mallam Isa’s shop and we walked to the market chatting and laughing. I saw my father’s car parked outside the house when we came back. I quickly entered the when I saw my father coming out of the house.
“What happened?” Aminu asked confused.
“My father, I don’t want him to see me.” I said peeping.
“Did you do something to him?” Mallam Isa asked.
“No. I am just ready for his trouble today.”
“You can come out now.” Aminu said. I came out of the shop and stood outside.
“Can we go to your house?”
“Sure.” Aminu said and carried his bicycle. We walked to their house.
I was lying on the floor in Kaka Jidda’s room when three of my father’s uncle entered the house. They exchanged pleasantries with Kaka Jidda then entered Baba Karami’s room which was opposite Kaka Jidda’s room. My father entered few minutes after. He greeted Kaka Jidda who was washing pounding pepper and entered the room. I sat up immediately and moved closer to the door.
“We call you here to ask you about a few things we heard.” Baba Mai Kanti, the oldest among the men spoke.
“We heard you have refused to pay for your wife’s surgery. Is that so?” Baba Ali asked. My father didn’t say a word. He sat on the floor head down like a statue.
“Answer us Musa.” Baba Mai Kanti shouted.
“What did he have to say?” Baba Karami asked.
“It is not like that. The money for the surgery is too much and I don’t have the money to pay for it.” My father said his head still down.
“Will you shut up? Just hear yourself. You are not even ashamed to say it. How much does your car cost? More than the amount for the surgery. I don’t know where you get your stupid behavior from.” Baba Alheri screamed at my father.
“He even has the gut to tell us he doesn’t have the money. Do we look like fools to you?” Baba Ali asked angrily.
“Musa is kooky and stupid. Your father would have disowned you if he is still alive.” Baba Mai Kanti said.
“How will you feel any of you sister is sick and their husband has refused to pay for their surgery?” Baba Alheri asked.
“You must pay for the surgery whether you like it or not. This is a command from us and if you don’t pay, then you no longer belong to this family. Now get out of my sight fool!” Baba Mai Kanti hurled.
My father stood up and walked out of the room. He wore his shoes angrily and left the house without saying a word to Kaka Jidda who was cooking in the kitchen.
Zahra came back from her friend’s house few minutes after the elders left. I told her everything that happened. She was happy my father was forced to pay for my mother’s surgery.
My father paid two million while aunty Shatu and uncle Ibrahim paid the remaining money. A date was fixed for my mother’s surgery after the money paid. My mother was flown to India in company of Aunty Shatu and Kaka Jidda who insist she must go with my mother. My mother spent two weeks in India after the surgery was done. She stayed in Lere for three months before she came back to Zaria.

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Episode 17


My maternal grandparents, three of my mother’s siblings and my mother’s uncle came visiting three days after the incident. I went out and bought soft drinks for them after we greeted. I came back minutes later and dropped the soft drinks in front of Kaka Jidda and went to the corner and stood.
“How are the children?” My mother asked. Zahra and the others have been taken to Lere to stay with Kaka Jidda.
“They are doing fine Lauratu. They send their greetings and will even be coming to visit you very soon.’ Kaka Jidda who was sitting at the edge of the bed said. Her eyes were filled with tears.
“I will be fine Inna. Don’t get yourself worried.” My mother said smiling.
“What did the doctor say?” Uncle Ibrahim, my mother’s younger brother asked.
“He suggested a surgery in India. The tumor isn’t severe.” Aunty Shatu replied.
“What has happened to my daughter? Will she ever be fine?” Kaka Jidda asked in tears.
“Inna please don’t cry. The doctor said she will be fine.” Aunty Shatu said.
‘I pray so.” Kaka Jidda said.
“How much will the surgery cost?” Aunty Hadiza asked.
“Two and a half million.” I said.
“Two and a half million naira!” Uncle Ibrahim and Aunty Balaraba said together.
“That is quite a lot of money.” Kawu Dalha, my mother’s uncle said.
“Have you contacted Musa yet?” Baba Karami, my grandfather asked.
“Hmm! He was here and it was terrible. Imagine him say he have better things to do with his money than pay for the surgery. He even threatened to beat me.”
“That boy is very stupid.” Kawu Dalha said.
“He is worst than an animal. I never liked him for a day.” Uncle Ibrahim said angrily.
“I don’t know why Yaya is still married to him.” Aunty Shatu said.
“Baba and Inna are the ones that are afraid of what the society will say about their daughter. They always discard the idea whenever I bring up the topic.” Uncle Ibrahim said upset.
“Nothing is stopping Yaya from getting a divorce this time around. Let people say whatever they want to say.” Aunty Balaraba added.
“You people are just shallow in your thinking. Who will take care of her children if she gets divorce? What will happen to our family?” Baba Karami asked.
“Stop worrying about others and start worrying about your children’s happiness.” Uncle Ibrahim said.
“You people should stop this nonsense. His son is standing here while you talk ill of his father. What you are doing is not proper.” Kaka Jidda said angrily.
They all turned and started looking at me. I turned my eyes immediately and started looking at the wall. Tears dripped from my eyes. I quickly wiped it with my thump. Uncle Ibrahim walked to where I stood beside me.
“I am sorry we said ill things about your father in your presence.” Uncle Ibrahim said.
“I understand. I am also angry with him.” I said.
“I will talk to some of the elders in the family to call him and talk to him when I get to Lere.” Baba Karami said.
“Talk to him about what?” Aunty Shatu asked.
“About the money for the surgery.”
“There is no need for that Baba. We will raise the money within us. He didn’t pay Audu’s hospital bill when he almost killed him so I am not surprised. I have already talked to my husband. Yaya isn’t going back to that house.” Aunty Shatu said.
“I don’t want to ever hear you talk about Lauratu getting divorced.” Baba Karami cautioned.
“Wait until she die then you will say something.” Aunty Shatu said angrily and walked out of the ward.
“Shatu is just being childish.” Baba Karami said.
“She is too temperamental.” Kaka Jidda added.
“Let’s go out and get some fresh air.” Uncle Ibrahim said to me.
We went out of the hospital to a nearby eatery and ate. We sat down there after eating and talk for a little while before we returned to the hospital.
Doctor Faruk came into the ward in the evening to check on my mother as usually. He greeted everyone then processed to examining my mother.
“Thank you Doctor.” Baba Karami said to doctor Faruk.
“It is alright Baba. She is also like a sister to me.”
“That is true. Shatu told me you and her husband is friends.”
“More like brothers. We grew up together.”
“May God continue to bless you my son.”
“Amen Baba. I will be going now. I will come and check on her tomorrow morning before I go home.” Doctor Faruk said to aunty Shatu.
“Ok.” Aunty Shatu said and stood up. She accompanied him out of the ward and came back.
They left for one our relative’s house to pass the night. They left for Lere four days later. Zahra and my other siblings arrived Kano the next day. I went back to Lere with them the following day.

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Episode 11


Hillary showed at the eagle square dressed in a black Jean trouser and polo shirt with a peak cap to cover his face. He adjusted the peak cap on his head and sat on a chair near the entrance. He searched through the crowd with his eyes,looking for any person acting suspicious. The presidential convoy arrived few minutes later and was escorted to his seat by some security men. Already sited were the vice president,senate president,speakers,ministers and other dignitaries. The president shook hands with them then went and sat down. The National anthem was said and the event started fully. School children started trooping in to showcase their parade skills.
Hillary glanced at his wrist watch;it was twenty minutes to the designated time. He brought out his phone from the pocket and quickly sent an SMS to the doctor then returned the phone to his pocket. Gun shots rang in the air, making the place become vociferous. About three dozen of protectors rushed towards the place the president and other dignitaries were and led them out of the place, into the armoured cars parked nearby.
He stood up looking around as people try to run out of the venue. He smiled happily, knowing he has foiled the attack. He was about going out when he saw a man wearing a hood with a bag hanged on his shoulder. The man was moving unease towards the crowd. He ran towards the man and knocked him down,took the bag from the ground where it had flinged to. He unzipped the bag and saw a time bomb. He checked the remaining time before the bomb explodes;only a minute and few seconds remaining. A blow landed on his face,making him go blind temporarily. He fell on the ground moaning in pain. He jumped up immediately as he regain his sight. He saw the man picking up the bag and rushed him. He ran and snatched the bag away from the man then looked around for a place where there are less people. He took out the bomb and glanced at the time remaining;seven seconds. He threw the bomb up high in the sky with all the strength in him. The bomb went off in the air,it flinged him and the people close to him away. He hit his head on a chair and passed out immediately. He regain his consciousness seconds later and staggered up. His sight was blurry and he was unable to hear anything. He walked wearily out of the venue. He walked for few metres and stood looking around. The continuous honking of a car made him turn around. He saw the doctor's car parked distanced away and walked there,opened the car and entered. The doctor started the car and drove away.

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Episode 16


The biopsy result came out few days later. My mother was having renal cell carcinoma, the most common kidney cancer. Luckily for my mother, the cancer was at stage one. The tumor was still small and hasn’t spread to the lymph nodes or distance organs.
My father and aunty Shatu were sitting on the chairs in doctor Faruk’s office while I stood behind aunty Shatu as we wait for his arrival. The door opened about twenty minutes later and doctor Faruk walked in.
“I am sorry I kept you waiting.” He said as he sits on his chair facing us.
“That is not a problem.” Aunty Shatu said.
“You must be the patient’s husband.” Doctor Faruk said to my father and stretched his hands for a shake.
“Yes I am.” My father said as they shake hands.
“I called you about the surgery. I suggest the tumor should be remove since it is still small and haven’t spread. I will suggest a partial nephrectomy.’
“What is a partial nephrectomy?” I asked confused.
My father turned and looked at me in a disgusting way. I looked away immediately our eyes met.
“Partial nephrectomy is the surgical removal of a tumor. It preserves kidney function and lowers the risk of developing chronic kidney disease after surgery. Partial nephrectomy is effective for stage one tumor.” Doctor Faruk explained.
“Can you carry out the surgery in this hospital?” Aunty Shatu asked.
“We are not equipped to do the surgery now maybe in the future. But I know of a good hospital in India. They are good in partial nephrectomy and their surgeries are always successful.”
“India? Is there no hospital in Nigeria that can do the surgery?” my father asked.
“There are hospitals here but most of them are not standard due to lack of fund. The health care system in Nigeria is in need of serious help. If you want a good and successful surgery, India is the best option.” Doctor Faruk replied.
“What is the estimated cost of the surgery in India?” Aunty Shatu asked.
“I will estimate it between two to three million.”
“Three million for one surgery?” My asked alarmed.
“I am just giving you estimation. I have a friend and I can phone him if you want.”
“I was thinking you will say three hundred thousand for the surgery.” My father said frowning.
“Three hundred thousand naira for a surgery abroad!” Doctor Faruk said surprised.
“I don’t have such amount of money to pay for a surgery. I have better things to do with my money.”
“Seriously!” Aunty Shatu said furiously. “You don’t have such amount to spend on my sister’s surgery but you have money to spend on harlots. You are worst than the devil.” She yelled at my father.
“I will beat the hell out of you if you dare insult me.” My father yelled back pointing a finger at Aunty Shatu.
“Try it and see what will happen. You think I am like my sister that will stand and look at you beat her.” Aunty Shatu shouted.
“Let’s not do this now. This is a hospital.” Doctor Faruk said.
“I won’t forgive you if anything happens to my mother.” I said to my father in rage.
“Go on and insult me Audu.” My father hurled at me. “You know what, I am done here. Go and source the money for your sister’s surgery.” My father said standing up.
“You will rot in hell. You are a disgrace to our family and to your children. You are an animal in human skin.” Aunty Shatu shouted at the top of her voice.
“I agree I am an animal. I won’t pay for the surgery.” My father said and walked out of the office banging the door.
I walked and sat on the chair my father stood up from. There was silence in the office for about five minutes before aunty Shatu spoke.
“I am sorry for what just happened.” Aunty Shatu apologized.
“It is ok. I am used to seeing people with different behavior.” Doctor Faruk said.
“Please go on and make enquire about the surgery.”
“That won’t be a problem. I will phone my friend later.”
“Thank you. We will be going now.” Aunty Shatu said and stood up. I stood up also.
“I will come and check on her later.”
We left the office to the ward and met my mother watching television. We didn’t say anything to her about what happened in doctor Faruk’s office.

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Episode 10

"Have you seen the file?" The doctor asked.
Hillary nodded. The doctor took a chair from the front of a reading table and sat beside Hillary. He schooled down a little and they peered closely at the screen. They turned and looked at each other worried then returned their gaze at the screen.
"Independence is in three days." The doctor said murmured.
"That's when they plan to carry out the attack,at the eagle square!" Hillary gulped flicking his eyes.
"It is going to be a massacre. The president,his vice,senate president,the speaker... Oh my God!" The doctor uttered frightfully.
"It is going to be the worst terror attack the world will ever see. We need to do something to stop the attack."
"Let's inform the police about it,or better still put it up on social media."
"That won't help,we will be frying ourselves if we do that. It is a conspiracy by some people within the government and we don't know who they are, they may plan something bigger if we expose them now."
"So what do you suggest we do now?"
"You love your country right?"
"Yes I do."
"Then it is the time to show your love."
"How?"
"We will stop them."
"You can't be serious!" The doctor chuckled.
"I am dead serious."
"How do you plan to do that?"
"I don't have a plan yet but I will come up with one before then."
"They are terrorist and we are ordinary people,well not ordinary par say. They have plans and we don't have. How are we eve..."
"We know their plan,we will step ahead of them." Hillary interrupted.
"How can..."
"Are you in?" Hillary asked.
The doctor stared into Hillary's eyes fixedly for some seconds and shrugged."Yes."
Hillary nodded and sneered. He eject the flash and shut down the desktop. He put the flash in his pocket and stood up,the doctor stood up also. They nod their eyes and left the study.
Hillary kept tossing and turning on the bed. He sat up on the bed and switched on the bed lamp. He took the wristwatch from the side drawer and glanced at it;few minutes to five. He dropped the wristwatch back and crawled out of bed. He shuffled lazily to the bathroom and eased himself. He brushed his teeth then walked to the sitting room. The light came on just as he was about sitting down. He turned abruptly towards the direction of the switch. He closed his eyes relief when he saw it was the doctor.
"I am sorry I scared you." The doctor uttered smiling.
"It is ok. Good morning." Hillary replied sitting down.
"Morning,how was your night?" The doctor drinking from the glass of what in his hand.
"I won't say it went fine;I couldn't sleep. I was awake throughout the night."
"Same here with me. I think it is because of what is going to happen today."
"I guess so. I wanted to watch some movies to calm my nerves."
"Ok,I will be in my room."The doctor said and left the sitting room.
Hillary switched on the television and started channel shuffling;the topic of discussion at almost all the local stations was the independence day celebration. This confused him more;if they only know what is in store for the country,they won't be discussing on television. He settled at an entertainment station showing music videos.

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