mhizv:
Hmmmmm

Why go through these process though!? Sometimes we are so engrossed in finding solutions to our problems,that we forget to go to GOD!

Hope smart hasn't added to their problems now.

Thanks for the update noble!

Powerful comment, babe!
Such is life...many people love quick spiritual things..forgetting the only route to Christ which is the prayer of faith!

Episode 29

Assignment!


"Is this the church?" Smart asked as he alighted from the taxi.

"Yea!" Vera replied,
The cabman retrieved some items from the car booth.
she paid the cabman and moved into the building with Smart carrying a large sack.
Vera untied her sandals and made a gesture to her husband to follow suit. Smart reluctantly unbuckled his shoes.

"I hope it won't be stolen!" He cursed under his breath.
They moved into the building and met some people inside. Some sat on the floor while some knelt down.
The scene was weird to Smart.
Vera spotted the woman she met the first time she came here.

"Good day, i want to see the prophet!"

The woman scrutinized her for a while, "did you book..."

"Yes..yes!" Vera replied in one breath. "I brought the items he told me to bring!"

"He's praying and you need to wait for him!" The woman left her and climbed the podium.

"I hope i won't wait longer.." She muttered to herself as she moved towards Smart's direction.

"Are we not seeing him?" Smart asked impatiently.

"They said he's praying!" Vera replied.

Smart observed the place for a while, "I don't like this place one bit!"

"Please everyone is in the temple of the brotherhood..."The woman spoke through the public address system. "While we wait for his holliness, we shall conduct some spiritual activities. Everyone should kneel!"

"I'm on white!" Smart protested. "And this ground is dirty and dusty!"

Everyone turned their gaze to him.

"For you to accomplish the most spiritual height in the realms, you must look away from the fleshy part!" The woman said.

"Please, don't bring your stubborness here!" Vera muttered quietly.

Smart folded his white chinos pant up to the level of his laps and knelt down, fuming.

"Where there's prejudice!" The woman said.

"Lord let our brotherhood thrive in peace!" Everyone replied.

"To him be our sacrifice, oh holy saint. We come before, tis our mind spreads like the river sands. With confusion in our heads. But as you sent your son, the prophet who broke through the veil of dead. Send your peace to us!"

"Brotherhood...your light we bear!" Everyone replied.

"Light your candles, for darkness approaches!"

Everyone pulled out different colours of candles and lit them. They knelt and held their candles with outstretched arms.

Smart hit his fist on his palms in anger, "Vera, won't the hot wax of the candle hurt?"

"Smart, do what everyone are doing" Vera whispered.

"I wont, i cant!" He replied.

The door adjourning the altar opened and four muscular men stepped into the auditorium.
They scrutinised the gathering and marched towards Vera.

"Are you with the ingredients?" One of them asked.

Vera nodded.

"Let's go in and meet the prophet!" She told Smart.

"Who's he?" One of the men barked.

"He's my husband!" She replied.

In a split of second, Smart was lifted and then slammed to the ground.

"That's the cleansing..."The men chorused.

Smart groaned in agony as he stood up, he looked at Vera with fury.
"I'm sorry, i passed through the process too!" She apologised.

He winced in pains and stood up, clenched his fist and marched towards the men.

"Noo" Vera dragged him backward, "Please control your temper..let's go in and see the prophet!"

"Soo, one's spinal cord has to be broken, before he meets the shitty prophet!" He asked.

"Please, please!" Vera pleaded.

"You are wasting time.." One of the men screamed.

Smart and Vera moved hand in hand to the door.
The door was unlocked and they moved inside.

"His holliness!" Vera bowed.
Smart reluctantly followed suit.

The prophet smiled and ordered them to sit.
"I thought you weren't gonna come again!"

"Sorry sir, i had to gather some things!" Vera replied.

"Who did you offend?" The prophet asked her.

"You mean?"

"Who did this to you? Who battered your face?" The prophet asked.

Smart shifted uncomfortably on the seat. "My wife said you could solve our problems!" He said, changing the subject of discussion.

The prophet chuckled, "Smart, there are some problems that cannot be solved spiritually!"

"How did you know my name?"

"When you were slammed to the ground, i felt a hard vibration on the other side, look!" He pointed his fingers to a scale hanging in the room, "The demons you possess are very heavy...i weighed them myself!"

Smart took offence at his words, "I don't have any demons!"

"You house them, they thrive in you..they heat your heart making you burn, they dig your soul, causing a great hole, there's a dark hole in your soul!"

"Prophet! Say what you wish!", Smart turned to Vera, "This is what you wanted huh? Divine insult from this baby voice man!"

"Smartaly..." The prophet called.

He flinched in suprise, "how do you.."

"On the contrary, you are not here to be insulted..you are here to receive help from the brotherhood. Your marriage cannot thrive without peace...you can't get pregnant without divorcing the spirit man...already, you'll soon litter the spirit realms with your kids and that cannot happen. You can't serve two masters!"

"Prophet, can you really help us?" Smart asked.

The prophet smiled, "the question is, do you really want to be saved?"

"With all my heart!" Smart replied.

"Your parents sacrificed meat to the god of the waters, your ancestral lineage is dampened with strange blood...the blood which flows in your veins is polluted. Your father practised sodomy..then passed it onto you!"

Smart shifted nervously.

"I applaud your woman, not many would've stayed after finding the truth...if you're not cleansed, your unborn child..."

"Please stop...you're making me uncomfortable!" Smart screamed.

The Prophet looked deep into his eyes, "There are serpents in you..and if those serpents aren't destroyed, you'll be destroyed!" He turned to Vera, "he followed you here!"

"Who?" She asked.

"Your spirit husband..."

"God forbid, he's not my husband!" She snapped her fingers.

"Weren't you present last night, when you guys wedded in the congregation of other stray spirit..he tried to cause an accident on your way but couldn't!"

"Please man of God, i don't want him around me again!" She sobbed.

"Love is a powerful jinx that can't be cracked, it is the foundation of all things which is good...the spirit loves you that's why he refused to hurt you.."

"Prophet please save your sermon and do the needful..." Smart screamed.

"Father cheer our souls tonight, son of Michael approach us with basket full of grace and life eternal, Prince of the elements guard our soul from the disasters of the world!" He got up and adjusted the turban on his head. "Come with me...lit your candles with outstretched hands!"

Vera rummaged through her purse and retrieved two blue candles, she handed one to her husband as she lit it.

The Prophet knocked at the door and it was opened from outside.
He moved through another entrance that led to a thick bush.

"Where are we going?" Smart whispered to Vera.

"I don't know!" She replied.

They were sandwiched between the muscular men who kept humming a deep tune.

"Father cheer our souls tonight!" The Prophet kept singing.

They moved through the bush track for over an hour until they reached a large river.

"Father cheer our souls tonight!" He raised his hands towards the skies, "God of the sky and God of the seas, with me i pray..stay with me, abide with me!"
He retrieved a small bag from one of the men and ordered them to step aside.
He led the couple inside the thick bush to a small clearing.

Smart and Vera gasped in suprise as they spotted a cow being tied to a tree.

"This is the cow you gave money for. It is the sacrificial lamb!" He retrieved a bell and a bottle of hot drink from the bag. He opened the seal and drank from it. He poured the remains on the cow's face.
He rang the bell repeatedly and made a small dance.
"Prince of peace!" He rang the bell, "Son of the waters" He rang the bell.
"I see your sails across the blue sea!"
"Lord of the dry land, on chariot of fire you ride...ride with us!" He rang the bell again.
"Look beyond the sea, what do you see?"

Vera and Smart examined the large expanse of the river, "I see nothing!"

"Smart, look beyond the sea..what do you see?"

Smart looked again, "Nothing!" He shrugged.

"Ahhh!" He rang the bell, "transcend your spirit, free your thought, close your physical eye and let your spirit eye be opened. Look, gaze, beyond what is in the physical..to see what isn't there, gaze beyond what it is!"

Vera gave a loud cry, "I see a ship!" She pointed at the river, "I see a man on a hood paddling the boat!"

"Is this a trick?" Smart muttered to himself, he couldn't find any ship on the river.

"Oh! Blessed sailor, when men see thy sails...they pray!" "Remove your clothes!" The prophet ordered.

"Huh?"

"UnCloth yourselves!" He screamed again. "The god of the water is here to take your problems up younder...don't keep him waiting!"

Vera reluctantly undressed herself leaving only her bra and pants on while Smart stood only on a boxers and a blue singlet.

"I said, UnCloth yourselves!"

"You mean we should stand naked before you, i and my wife? Impossible!" Smart protested, he faced Vera, "Put on your clothes, we're..."

"Salvation is rowing on the sea, if he sails away...there will be no salvation for you all again!"

Vera unstrapped her bra, and let her breast loose. She moaned as the cool breeze brushed against her nipples. She drew down her pants and stood stark naked.
The prophet whose eyes were closed before, opened one eye to take a look at her, "Blessed be the Lord!"

Smart stood fuming and cursing. The Prophet was admiring his wife's body. He felt like choking the life off him and pushing him into the river.

"Smart, keep on contemplating...salvation is personal...your wife won't share hers with you!" The Prophet said. He moved to the bag and retrieved a sponge and a black soap.
He held Vera's hand and led her into the river.
"Father cheer our souls tonight!" He ran his hands round her body, brushing against her sensitive part. He cupped her breast with her hands and squeezed her hard nipples.
She groaned and shivered as the sweet pains spread through her.
He slid a finger into her cunt.

"Asssh!" She moaned.

"Taiwo is his name, he slept with you in the spirit realms...I'll need to unsleep you.
Taiwo is his name, he sexed you in the spiritual world, I'll need to unsex you!" He retrieved the soap and rubbed it on her body. He paused for a while and admired her naked body again.
Despite his deeds, Vera still had faith in him. She had seen and heard enough. "Prophet, my husband w..."

"Shhhh! Your husband is already a cursed soul...i see blood hovering round the waters..it might be his blood!" He slid another finger into her cunt and moaned, "hmmm" he groaned in pleasure, "do you trust my works?"

"Yes!" She nodded, "but my husband will n....aaaaashhhh..ooouuch" her knees buckled as the torrent of pleasure spread through her. She held the Prophet garment for support.

He kept on fingering her in disarming speed. By now, she moaned so loud and the wind carried her voice.
She turned towards Smart with a look of deep pleasure, "Smart, he's killing me...aaaaahhhh! Oh fvuck! Smart his fingers is....oooucccch!" She shivered, her eyes still on Smart.

"Father, cheer our souls tonight!" The prophet kept fingering.

She screamed as she released into the water, she almost fell but the Prophet held her tight.

"That is phase one, phase two will be the main coital interaction. I'll first do it, then your husband will follow after. Smart, don't think I'm fvucking your wife..I'm a Prophet. This things carry spiritual significance. I need to undo everything that was done to her. That's why i wanted you to see the sails of our God for yourself. If you need your peace, you need to throw away your anger and invite faith and love into your heart!"

Smart kept on boiling in anger.

The prophet loosened his garment and let it drop into the water. He unloosed his boxers and dragged her close to himself.

"Please don't do it raw!" She pleaded.

"I am with the holy condom.." He retrieved a small pouch that hung round his neck and pulled out a pack of condom. "This is divine protection!" He rolled it on his dick.
"Don't leave yourself to the fumes of pleasure, focus on the metaphysical sensation".

Her eyes and mouth popped open as she received the holy dick.
It was so big that she screamed in pains as her walls stretched to contain the foreign object.
The pleasure she fell underneath was uncontrollable and powerful. She cried in deep pleasure, her groans were so loud. She bit her lips to control her screams but couldn't .
The chill water underneath, coupled with the holy dick made her almost mad with pleasure. She slapped her hands above the water and wobbled weakly, but the Prophet held her firm.

"Demon out! Spiritual husband!! Demon out!!! Spiritual boyfriend out!!!" The Prophet kept screaming as he thrusted. "Say amen!"

"Huh?" She barely heard his words.

"I said..hmmm...say..ahhhh...amen!" He spoke in tongues.

"I'm cumming ahhhhh!"

"You can't cumm now, the exercise isn't complete...this assignment can't be halfbaked!"
'Pshh, pshhh, pssh' The thrusting sound against the water waves was heard.

"Okkkk....ahhhh" She cried, "I'll try not to release!"

"Demon out!"

"Amen!" She replied.

"Focus, asssh...spiritual boyfriend out!"

"Miscarriage out!"

"Amen!"

"Spiritual pregnancy out!"

"Amennnnn...prophet i can't hold it again..ahhhhhhhhhh!" She screamed and shivered.

"I'm a Prophet! I'm a prophet!! You mustn't cum now until I'm done with the deliverance!"

"Prophettttt...I'm trying, I'm dying!" Saliva tickled down her mouth as her lips hung open. She felt her liquid right at the centre of gravity.
"I'm cumminggggggggg!"

"Yeah! You're so beautiful even with your swollen face! I swear!!" He confessed, " maybe the deliverance was bursting his head. "I love this deliverance..it is refreshing my soul!"

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!! Hit me harderrrr!!! I'm cumming...no, no, I'm cumming!"

"I'm a Prophet oooo" He kept on screaming his title, maybe appeasing the god of sex. "Smart, I'm not sexing your wife ooo I'm delivering her..ahhh..it is not sex ooo it is deliverance!"

Tears tickled down her face as she released her fluid, "nooo, this shouldn't happen...nooooo...i don't want to release...please...i don't want..ahhhh..." She shivered so hard.

BOOM
A big, heavy stick filled with thorns landed on the Prophet's head. The powerful impact caused the stick to get stucked in his skull therby spilling the brain matters on the sea.
In a split of seconds, the blue water changed to red.


Tbc....

Kentuforchrist:
Mr John how far na

I'll try fix something...don't. worry

Its not my will to disappoint, but I'm going through turbulent times now which have ceased my inspiration..
Please pray for me!

I composed a halfbaked update today but can't write further...
writer's block!!! Hunger!!!

But i hope I'll be fine...

Desire will still continue..
Please bear with me!

My big apologies for keeping you guys waiting, especially mhizv and kentuforchrist.....
I had some issues to handle coupled with constant epileptic power supply!

Desire still continues...
A long update is gonna drop today

There was a blackout in my community since sunday and my device is very low ...
Please....updates will drop here tomorrow!!! I promise! and is gonna be four times...
one love!

Episode 28

Palava!

In deep tears and regret..
I watch my life in regret..
On the altar, i prayed for peace..
But now, i watch in pieces..
What have i done?
In what path have i gone?
I watch my body in pulp..
I drink suffering in a cup..
God if it may, let this pass..
Cuz i lay on the pains of grass..
My tears, i shed in pains...
My suffering, i refuse for gain..
I've been beaten to pulp..
Lord if it may, pass away, this cup..
Cup of pains, i refuse to drink..
As I stand on life brink...
Death is what i pray for now...
But i remember my vows...
In joy, in pains...
In loss, in gain..
Till death do us part..
Lord let me not tour this path...
Break the heart of stone...
Le this be bygone...
Lord shine your light...
For dark and fear is the night...
It is full of terror...
Laddened with hell's horror...
I've been beaten to pulp..
Lord if it may,pass away this cup.

Vera poured out her prayers to heaven in a poetic manner.
Her body was broken, her heart was broken. Her body was pummeled.
Smart wasted no time in sending the punches and kicks were it matters.
She was bleeding everywhere, black eyes, swollen lips, a fractured arm and some brief cuts here and there.
One word, it was fatality!
Her phone was seized and she was placed on house arrest.
Her job maybe was gone..
Her boss at work never tolerated negligence of duty without a concrete excuse.
And yesterday, was her payday.
Damn! She needed to call her boss.
She got up from the bed and limped to the sitting room.
She met her husband dozing and yawning in between.
She knew it was hunger.
She tapped him fearfully.

Smart immediately sprung up, he gave her an askance look.

"Please i need to call someone!" She pleaded.

Smart seemed to consider, "You want to call your famil..."

"I wish to call my boss!" She cut him short.

"What for?"

She sighed, She stared at him in anger and disgust. She wanted ranting, but she decided to be humble. The beatings she recieved earlier had humbled her.
'Bitch be humble...' Smart kept on shouting those words as he dealt with her.

"Yesterday was payday and i need to inform him why i was absent! And I'm dying, i need to eat and treat myself"

Smart observed her for a while, her swollen lips was the product of his left punch. Her black eyes, he could remember his kicks towards it.
Her nostrils widened. Oh! His right elbow did that.
He somehow felt a tinge of compassion.

"Vera my wife...I've always loved you. Even the book of life says that a loving father disciplines his son. I discipline you, not because i hate you! Many women don't have this opportunity!" He moved to touch her but she recoiled backward. "You see, marriage is a training ground, it's a school. We are in here for training. Any man who doesn't discipline his wife doesn't love her!!"

"Can i have my phone?" She wasn't ready to listen to his wack analysis of marriage.

"I'm the boss here, i call the shots! God in his infinite wisdom knew the human world was going to need a balance, that's why he made man the head. So..."

"Can i have my phone?"

"Don't cut me short again" He gave her a warning stare. "Like i said earlier, I love you...forget the bisexual stuff...that was then...when i was in the world..but now, I'm in Christ and you know it. Eventhough i don't attend church, but i live in the meditation of scriptural holliness. Vera, i can bodly beat my chest that I'm a saint..forget that i smoke...smoking wasn't condemn by God! Apostle Paul smoked..that explained his boldness before kings. Why did God create weed? Have you ever sat down to ask yourself that question.
I will even advise you to smoke cuz you'll see life on a different angle. You'll be a good decision maker!"

"Please!!" She was crying now. "My ankles hurt, look at my face..it seems i was rammed by a truck..i need to go out and treat myself!"

"Is not my joy that we fight everytime..tame that demon in you! From time immemorial, no woman can run a home successfully. If you try to, you'll ruin yourself! I'll discharge and release, so that you'll go visit the market bring food and prepare for us to eat!" He retrieved a bunch of keys and an iphone from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Make sure you visit the market for food...infact you'll need to prepare food before you visit the hospital. And as for that brotherhood issue..."

Vera sighed in anger and cursed under her breath as she retrieved her atm card from her room.

"I know your account balance...withdraw only ten thousand...eight thousand for food and the rest for your medic..."

"Its my money we are talking about? I laboured for it!" She said with gritted teeth.

"We labour together..." he pointed to himself. "We all labour in our own way!"

"Smart! You've never brought anything to the table..right from when i dated you!" She broke down in tears.

"Can you hear that? I've taken care of you..I've been a good husband! What more could one ask for? There are beautiful ladies outside the globe...but i choose to stick with you! I've brought my big cock to the table, I've brought love to the table.."

"You forgot to add that there are other men outside!!" She smiled.

"There you go again...you need round six right?"

"See Smart, i don't care whatever you do to me!" She unlocked the door and faced him, "i regret the day i paid my own bride price...you're not a man...you are a pathetic woman beater, a murderer, a bastard...i swear I'll leave you alone in this house, you'll pay the rent, feed yourself, Bleep yourself..Bleep other men..."

"The neighbours..."

"Seriously, i don't care if the whole world listens! Now i pay the rent so this house belongs to me and I'm gonna throw you out right now, right away!"

Smart grew stiff, "what did Christ say..."

"Shut your fvucken mouth..who's Christ to you...I'm getting a lawyer, we'll work the papers out...and soon you'll be out of my life. Many people out there survive on crumbs but they are far more better than me...Fifty thousand a month, with less stress. Is a job where everyone pray for...but look at me, looking like a beggar. A good job, an average pay but i haven't bought a thing for myself...i sacrificed everything for you..i dropped my dreams of going abroad for my masters just for you..just to build this bloody marriage..bro, i can't take it again!" She screamed till she cried and spat blood.
Neighbours came to her rescue.
"Leave me...leave me...." She screamed and faced them.
"Look at my face..."She smiled. "If you guys don't advise him to leave that house, when I'm back he'll have to kill me! Cuz I'll be back with my lawyer and...." She shook her head.

"Vera calm down..." her neighbours tried to comfort her.

"Woman!" He screamed from the sitting room. "The lawyer won't force me to sign the papers...i won't sign the bloody papers..i mean it!"

Vera smiled. She limped towards the lintel, "then be ready to slam my head to the wall, the same way you did to Victoria...be ready to kill me the same way you killed her because when I'm back. You'll leave or i leave...either ways i win!"

"What about your vows...in life, in death, in sorrow, in joy..." Smart screamed back.

"That shouldn't be your problem, vows do get broken, isn't it?" She replied.

"Honey, let's move in and settle this...don't watch your dirty linen in the public..i still love you!" He moved outside and went on his knees. "My neighbours, since we've parked in here, have i looked for anyone's trouble? I love this lady"

"If you love am, you no for do her this kind thing...see her face..see how you deh maltreat fine girl!" A neighbour voiced out.

By now, Smart was shedding tears, "Married people do disagree..don't they? Lord knows I've been trying to work things out" He crawled towards Vera, "I'm empty, i confess..my life is bleak, i confess..i don't know my next step in life, i confess...leaving now is suicide. You're my lifeline, my treasure, my gold..you worth more..please!" He sobbed. "Don't let the devil poison your heart..I'll do anything you want..I'll go with you to the Prophet..I'll get a job..i....." He raised his voice and cried.

The neighbours were moved to tears, seeing a man like Smart cry.
"Please forgive am..marriage na for better for worst...please.." They begged.

Vera couldn't hold it, she fell on the ground and cried too.
They held each other and cried so heavily.

The romantic, emotional moment was too touch to behold, so the neighbours dispersed, leaving only the aprokos and the amebos. You know those type will watch any scene to the fullest so as to get a upper hand of the news so as to gossip.
Smart led his wife inside and closed the door.
Maybe he had repented, maybe he hadn't ...

°•°•°•°•°•
The sitting room bore a solemn aura. With half the occupants on bandage.
Mr. Umanah and his wife sat together with face screwed in deep hatred and anger.
Bernice sat on the opposite sofa, her right hand was on a sling while the other was on a plaster of paris. She gritted her teeth occasionally.
Lydia had a bandage crossed over her forehead her face was filled with bruises. Her once pretty face was disfigured.
She narrowly escaped death as she lost a foetus. The other two foetus were in a critical condition. Her front enamel was missing. She wasn't the pretty lady we all knew again. Maybe with time, because her injuries were still fresh.
Inspector Timi had a grim look, a part of his face was on plaster. He was fidgeting with a look of uncertainty.
Mr.Bolaji was the only free man without a bandage, his agbada was sparkling with a bishop cap on the crown of his head. He kept looking at everyone and smiling.

After the incidence, Timi contacted an ambulance which conveyed everyone to the hospital. They were admitted into the intensive care unit before being transferred for treatment.
Lydia's case was very critical but she a fighter, fought back to life.
Timi personally came to the realization that he was at fault. Impregnanting two sisters?
That was the height of wickedness, in this century.
He knew he had to confess his deeds and ask for forgiveness. He was the reason behind Lydia's craziness.
After the family recovered at the hospital, he had to apply a big caution and wisdom to assemble them once more. But he was scared that Lydia could go gaga and disrupt everything again, so he had no choice but to invite his uncle in. He knew deep down that Lydia respected him a big deal.
Somehow, he felt pity for Lydia..no not pity, a tinge of love mixed with compassion. She sat on the floor like someone who lost everything. But her face never showed pains.
She was one hell of a fighter, and he admired that. With the right training, she would've been an asset in the classified facet of the Nigerian army.

"Ehmmm" Timi got up and swallowed a lump back to his throat. He didn't know where to start.

"Mr. Man, go straight to the point!" Mr. Umanah barked.

Timi flinched a bit but later recomposed himself. "I'm sorry for the event of the few days...my presence caused a breach in peace and...."

"You are not to blame my son...i blame that devil of a lady sitted on the floor...i curse you from the deep of my heart...you'll never see peace...you'll die before your time.."Mr. Umanah cursed. "You'll never see your ch...."

"Is okay sir!" Mr. Bolaji got up. "Don't curse the beautiful lady!"

"That girl is a witch..if you were present a day before yesterday, you would've been sitted here with a bandage!" Mr. Umanah said. "I'm just here for my daughter!" He pointed at Bernice. "A good lady will never lay a hand on her father...i curse her...bitch..prostitute..good for nothing...demon...may the Lord put you in front of a truck...may dangote truck crush you!" Mr. Umanah broke into tears.

Lydia wiped a stray tear off her cheek.

"Sir, I'm at fault!" Timi said. He looked down in shame as his eyes met Bernice.

"How?" Everyone apart from Lydia chorused.

"My son" Mrs.Mkpoikanna stood up with a little difficulty. "Leave those things alone...go straight to the point, we are already your inlaws..you are not at fault. You see this cursed witch" She pointed at Lydia, "Lord knows i already told her father to disown her..her future is damn..." She spat directly on Lydia. "If you need our blessing, you have it!" She sat down.

Lydia used a small hanky to wipe the spittle of her face.

"Woman..."Bolaji got up. "Don't you have respect? Men are sitted here...and you open your mouth to spit on someone in my presence!"

"Uncle please!" Timi tried to plead.

"I will rebandage you..i swear! Woman you must apologise or this meeting will not hold!" Bolaji screamed.

Timi sighed in regret, bringing his Uncle was a bad idea.

"Old man...is not your business on how i treat a dog!" Mrs.Mkpoikanna screamed.

Bolaji pulled out his cap and jumped on top of the chair, "I will pull down this house now...you dare challenge me! I am a custodian of the Nigerian tradition..you must apologise now!"

"Will you come down from my chair! Because you don't have one at home!" She spat.

"I will not boast about my properties but i blame my antelopastic nephew for bringing me here to sit with babadox!" He jumped down from the chair and flipped over the centre table. "Mr.man! I will take this case seriously if your wife doesn't apologise!"

Mr.Umanah got up. "I apologise on her behalf...but if you were here the day she fought us...you won't take sides or pity her!"

Bolaji chuckled. "You mean one lady did this to you all..she is in a good shape...Lydia, you are wasting your time" He jumped repeatedly. "Your place is in the army or secret agent!"

"Uncle...let me speak!" Timi said.

"Lydia is not a slave, she must sit on a chair not on the ground!" Bolaji said.

"I respect you sir, but you can't pass your orders here! I've disowned her" Mr.Umanah said.

"And I've owned her" Bolaji said.

"Uncle issokay..." She voiced out for the first time. "I'm not a property that can be swapped!"

"You are carrying an Ekiti blood!" He faced Timi, "You sit here doing nothing, while your lady is on the floor...what really happened?"

Everyone were suprised.

Mr.Umanah stood up, "Who's carrying Ekiti blood?"

"Ehmmm!" Timi stammered. "His uncle, though unconsiously, just helped him relay the news. But he wondered if his uncle smoked before coming.

Mr. Umanah fixed the puzzle.
"You got Lydia pregnant?"

Timi and Bolaji nodded.

"Cheiiiii! Abasi mi mbok!!!!! You also got my daughter pregnant!" Mrs.Mkpoikanna screamed.

"Whose daughter?" Bolaji asked.

Bernice screamed and rushed out of the sitting room.

In one swift mode, Bolaji lifted Timi off the ground on his shoulders. In a fu stance.(Johncena's signature)

"Uncle, it is not like that?" Timi screamed as he struggled.

"It is like what? I will break ya waist today!" In one quick move, he slammed Timi on the hard tiled floor.



Tbc....

To my esteemed literati(s)

A big sorry to you all..
Due to my schedule, i might not be able to deliver five or maybe six times a week.
I tried writing yesterday but the spirit wasn't moving...maybe stress!

But today, on my word...I'll be dropping a long one!

Updates for now, will be four times a week until otherwise!!!

sorry for the late updates


Episode 27

See Gobe!!!

Harry and his friends, out of their benevolent gesture were able to contribute money for Udoh's bills. Though, with Harry paying the bulk of the bills.
The Doctor had signed the necessary discharge document and Udoh was ready to leave.
That morning, his friends barged into his ward.

"Oya make we deh go!" Harry said.

Udoh gave him a cold glance. "Go where?"

"See this madman ooo! We deh go house na!" James said.

Udoh tried to remember if he had a house outside the hospital alas, his brain failed. But he was somehow sure he knew Harry and co.

"Are you sure i have a house?" He asked in confusion.

"Eh..you no get house, na rent you deh rent!" Peter chirped in.

"Where the house deh?" Udoh asked again.

"How that alcohol strong reach sotey you no fit remember anything!" Okon said.

Harry had to drag Udoh off the bed but they latter screamed. "Make una leave me na...i no sabi una abi na by force...una wan friend me...i no be ynash man ooo!" That was Udoh screaming.

"Since they say your brain no good, how you take sabi say you no be ynash man?" Harry asked.

"I ko commot person eye ooo...who be una?" Udoh screamed again.

"Udoh...you sabi say i deh flogg person? If you no get up from that bed, i ko shook your nyansh with injection!" Okon threatened.

Udoh began to scream for help.

"Wetin deh do this idiot!" Harry cursed.

His screams attracted some medical workers to the ward.
"What is it?" The Doctor who first rushed in asked.

"Na them ooo" Udoh screamed.

"Who be them? Na us you deh call dem?" Okon was pissed.

The Doctor crossed his 't' and dotted his 'i' and soon figured out the reason for the screams.
"Can i see you guys outside?" He asked.

"All of us?" Okon asked.

"Yea!" The Doctor replied.

They reluctantly moved out to the corridor.

"Doctor abeg...i no get time for your sick medical english!" Harry said.

"Ok..now listen! That guy in there is scared...you know he's having problems with his memory! You guys need to be friendly..."

"We are his friends na, what is the need to be friendly!" Peter cut the Doctor short.

"Just be easy on him...if you guys are somewhat hostile, he won't feel relaxed!" The Doctor said, breezed past them and moved into the ward.
'"Mr. These guys are your friends!"

"They are not ooo, they can't be my friends. I bind, i cast, i rebuke!" Udoh screamed.

"They paid your bills..they are your family!" The Doctor said.

"Family? Is it paternal or maternal? Is it spiritual or physical? Is it family and friends. Tell me, i need to know!" Udoh kept on blabbing.

The Doctor just faced Harry, "Try your best..i have other things to do".

Harry decided to follow the Doctor's advice. "Udoh my love..."

"God will punish you! Am i ya love? You be woman?" Udoh screamed.

James moved forward and dragged Udoh from the bed. Udoh in anger pushed him.
James moved closer to him and restrained him from laying down. "This hospital room no be ya fada house...you hear me?" James held his ear.
Udoh thought for a while. "Are una really my friends?"

"Yes...we are una friends!" Harry replied in the same vein.

"Eh be like say i sabi una..but na for hell fire i sabi una!" Udoh pointed.

"Na for hell fire you sabi us?" Harry asked.

Okon sighed impatiently, "make we commot for here...hospital na for sick people".

In one accord, they filed out of the hospital.

"Where my house deh sef?" Udoh asked but he was ignored."Una wan kidnap me?".

Harry flagged down a taxi and they all got in.

"Big head...!" Udoh tapped Okon, who sat close to the driver.

"God punish you...my name na Okon!"

"Okon..please the mutual respect i have for you is super slowpoke!"

The occupants in the taxi giggled out.

"Where are una taking me to? I don't have the necessary finance to reimburse you guys. I'm not a victim that will fetch you money...please let me go and i promise i and my family will serve the lord forever!"

The men broke into a heavy laughter.

Harry patted his back, "we are your family ok? No shake...we cannot harm you!"

"Udoh...eh be like say your short term madness don turn you to Wole soyinka oooo. See how you deh blow the english!" Peter said and they laughed.

There was silence for a while.

"Oga taxi man, you no get radio for this car?" Okon asked.

"I no like radio..iffa listen to radio, na to sleep be dat!" The taxi driver said.

"Soo, na radio deh make you sleep bah?" Okon asked.

"Yesooo my brother!"

"I no be your brother!" Okon said.

"Ahhh...we be one Nigeria na!"

"Noo, me i be two nigeria. How radio ko deh make person sleep?" Okon asked.

"If you deh doubt me, play radio now for ya phone...and you ko see as i go sleep. I ko sleep, then drive una ko jam bridge, kill all of una!"

"God punish you and your generation in twenty folds...na your papa and friends you ko drive, go jam dem for bridge!" Hary cursed.

"See Philomena...Udoh's babe!" Peter pointed at a lady who stood by the road.

On hearing the name, Udoh's brain went into a quick processing mode.
After some minutes of silence, he asked, "Who is Philomena?"

Peter's face lit up, "You sabi am?"

Udoh nodded thoughtfully.

"You see am! You be confirm womaniser! You no come sabi your niggies but you sabi woman!" Peter said and they laughed.

"Why una deh call me Udoh?"

"Ooh! What a stupid question from a short term madman!" Peter said.

"Na who give me the name, na my parents or na una?"

"No be us ooo na your papa see as your future deh disjointed, he come nack you deh name!" Okon said.

"Call me Eagle!"

"Jessus!" The men gasped.

"Your madness don deh oscillate! You wan answer animal name now abi, no worry i ko deh call you turkey or maybe fowl!" James said.

"Wetin do am? Him head still correct?" The taxi driver asked.

"You no ko sharrap and mind your driving or i ko play radio for my phone now!" Okon threatened.

"Iffu like play, abi na all of us ko die!" The Cab man said.

"Exclusion of me ooo" James screamed.

"I love that name Philomena...i love her!" Udoh closed his eyes.

"See mad man, he don deh fall in love ooo!" Peter screamed and they all laughed.

"Love is a beautiful thing...i love love!" The taxi driver said.

"You mad so? Which one be i love love?" Okon asked the cab man.

"Bros...you no ko understand. Love don do me something for this life. As i ugly, woman no fit love me true love all they want is my cash!" The cab man said.

"You resemble person weh get cash?" Okon fired.

"Back then in my glory, i been deh dash babes 30k, 80k...i deh spend for them...but now as i carry all my money bury my papa and him four wives, money no come deh! And woman no come deh. My brother, i miss their soft breast, as at now..anytime weh breast worry me, i deh buy soft bread, come deh squeeze am. When i squeeze am finish, i come throway am!" The Cab man said.

"So na bread you deh squeeze now!" Okon asked.

"Eh...na soft bread be the replacement until i see babe weh ko love me. But now, na soft bread i deh squeeze...infact some soft bread soft pass some women breast" The taxi man said.

"Your own madness, no be God ko judge...na Satan...because you don big leave your sense for ground!" Okon said.

"Eh better pass to rape, if the thing worry me, na to enter shop buy soft bread, carry go house go squeeze! For my mind, the thing ko be like breast!"

"So, you deh follow Bleep the bread!" Okon asked.

"You sef! I deh learn from your madness. How person ko Bleep bread? I deh talk about seventy naira bread ooo!" The cab man said.

"Na soapy tinz na..." Harry said and they all roared in laughter.

"Na nairey marley be my mentor ooo!" The cab man said.

"Bread squeezer, oya pack well!" Peter ordered.

They Cab man killed the engine and they alighted from the vehicle.
Okon paid the cab man and they dragged Udoh with them.

Udoh surveyed the environment with keen interest. He tried very hard to recall, but couldn't .
But deep down, he felt he knew the place somewhere, somehow.

"Udoh abi Eagle..na the house be this!" Harry said.

Neighbours trooped out to welcome him, somehow Udoh felt like a celebrity.
As they approached the inner compound, they found a toyota avalon parked, with a man leaning on it.
On seeing them, the man sparked up. "I don catch una...you called me a bastard on phone huh? I paid you your complete money only for you to desert the site...you've delayed my work...can you imagine?" The man charged at Udoh.

"Oga calm down...this is not a delicate situation. This my guy here been get accident, you no see bandage for him body?" Harry asked.

"He called me bastard...arrant nonsense, you have the temerity, the audacity, the effontery, the guts, the liver to open that your dilapidated mouth...you are a criminal and I'll treat you like one!" The man fumed.

"Which one de dis? Why you deh blow grammar for my front? Who you be?" Udoh asked the man.

"You say? What did you just say?" Without warning, he grazed Udoh's lips with a straight punch.

Udoh tried to react but was held down by his friends. "Why you punch me, i sabi you.. who you be?" He struggled. "Make una leave me ooo or una ko buy this fight!" He struggled.

"Oga mi, you are a foolish copper, you are a foolish bronze. You no get human sympathy, this broz been get accident..he no well..why you punch am? Na only you deh build house?" Harry screamed.

"You all are criminals and I'll treat you like one!" The man screamed.

"Na you and your family be criminals, you are a occultic, you are a bastard terrorist!" Harry charged.

The man wanted sending a punch, but he measured his strength to the five men before him.

"I gave you my money, and you're feeding me crap! I don't tolerate bullshit. My calibre of person is very complex to come by. I'll make sure i terminate your excesses!" The man screamed.

"You think say na you sabi speak english pass...brother, you are a bunchdon. You are the combination of stupidity and gross foolishness. Your stupidity is in the ratio of 5:6.
Your descendant are witches...God will dutifully punish you...just look at you. You are a povertinarian". That was Harry.

"I will lock all of you up!" The man pointed at them.

"Do you think you can lock me up? I am the law..i make the law!" Harry boasted.

"I'll punish you all with my money...I'll make you all to sleep in jail...I'll will damage you all!" The man screamed.

"I challenge you...you will do no such shit. I am the law...bring even navy, they will bow. My godson is the senate president!" Harry screamed, his friends just stared at Harry in suprise.
Harry screamed till saliva flew everywhere. "You are a bastard, your wife is a bastress, you children are batteries. God punish you in arreas!" Harry screamed.

"Abi you are the law?" The man entered his car.

"I am what you say i am!" Harry fired back.

"Just give me three minutes, and i will change the course of your destiny!" The man ignited the engine of his car and rode off.

"Sai! We don die ooo" Peter screamed.

"The man no fit mess up..i ko personally treat him fvuck up. Just one phone call and he will be history. I am the law!" Harry kept screaming and sweating.

"How much you deh owe the man?" Peter asked.

"I swear, i no sabi that man!" Udoh shrugged.

"Udoh...na me deh here! That man no fit do shit. I am the law!" Harry said.

They heard the screeching of tyres and their eyes popped open as an army truck raced into the inner compound.
Harry, with a blinding speed flew over the drainage and raced into the bush.
In the split of seconds, the men disappeared leaving only a confused Udoh and Okon.
The army men cocked their riffles.
"Where dem? Where are those bloody civilians!!!"

The man gave a smile of victory as he faced Udoh. "Why don't you run with your fellow criminals..where is that fool that was screaming that he is the law...let him come and law here let me see...Officers, here are the criminals".

The officers marched towards them, Okon stood in front of Udoh with his hands stretched forward.
"Officers, let's settle this case amicably!" Okon pleaded.

One of the officers landed the butt of the riffle on Okon's chest.

Okon saw stars, he saw angel gabriel pricing okrika in alaba international market.
He fell to the ground and rolled into the drainage.

Udoh on seeing this, tried to escape but he was giving a sliding tackle and he fell to the ground begging.
The officers bundled him into the waiting van.

"What of that amicable bastard?" One of the officers screamed.

"He is in the gutter!" One of them replied.

"We are coming later for you guys!" They said and got into their van and rode off.


Tbc.....

Dedicated to: mhizv, Adeola25 and kentuforchrist

Episode 26

Iron Lady

You know that sickening feeling huh?
A feeling, where you pray for the ground to open and swallow you up.
A feeling, where you pray for invisibility.

That was what Timi felt as he faced his bane.

Bernice felt the tension brewing between her fiance and Sister.

"Sis!" Bernice called.

Lydia just stood still, with fire burning in her eyes.

"Can someone tell me...."

A powerful slap was heard.

Timi held his cheek in pains.

Everyone was alarmed.

"What's happening here? Ly...why did you slap my man?" Bernice charged forward.

Their parents just stared on with mouth agape.

"You've humiliated me! Oluwatimileyin you've done your worst. You did this to spite me abi..." With the speed of light, She flunged Bernice from her path and pounced on Timi, biting and punching him for all he worth.
Timi was dazed and still in shock, so he couldn't do much of defending.
He just laid down and received the assault.
Bernice ran towards them and flunged Lydia away from his body.

"You bitch...what has come over..." Bernice couldn't complete the statement as a powerful kick landed on her jaw. She screamed and fell to the ground.
Bernice Mum on seeing this, recovered from the shock and charged at Lydia.

"You attacked my daughter, you've lost it..." She screamed and rushed Lydia. But the latter was ready to showcase her hardcore fighting skills.
Lydia received a slap from her step mother, with a blinding speed Lydia sent her shoulder into the woman's stomach causing her to bend. She delivered a cesaro signature uppercut and a 360 judo kick.

The poor woman fell to the ground in tears as she screamed so loud. "Lydia...you'll finish this fight ooo...come and kill me!" She spat out blood.

Mr. Umana couldn't bear the sight again, everything seemed like a dream. The day started well but now, an supposed introduction ceremony was now a combat arena.

"Lydia are you mad!" He rushed to block her from assaulting the poor Timi who was laying lifeless with blood oozing from his nose.

"Daddy...out of my way!" Lydia screamed struggling with her father.

The man shook her terribly. "I am your father...you must listen to me!"

"Ahhhhhh!" Lydia screamed and shook her head terribly. "Dad..don't be a stumbling block..i want a corpse please..." She bagan crying. "Daddy please i want a corpse!"

"You need to calm down! What's the problem?" Mr. Umanah managed to control her to the sofa.

His wife stood up and charged at Lydia, she had a pen in her hand and before Lydia and her Dad could react..The pen was all over Lydia.
In the space of seconds, Lydia's body was filled with ink and blood.

That was all, that was needed to launch Lydia into full combat mode.
Lydia clenched her teeths and got up.

Mr. Umanah was still trying to control his wife, when he heard clanging in the dinning. He turned to see Bernice with a knife and fork, advancing menancingly.

"Bernice...stop.." Before he could complete his sentence, he was flunged like a piece of paper.
Lydia attacked her step mum with good, precised and powerful punches to the right places. While her step mum struggled with her clothes, trying to rip it off.

Bernice stabbed Lydia at the back with all her strength, but luckily the knife wasn't sharp. It was a table-knife. Maybe in her rage, she failed to realise her choice of weapon.
Before she could raise the fork, Lydia turned and administered a knife hook to her side jaw, spilling blood.

Bernice cried out in pains. In a desperate move, she flung the fork but Lydia grabbed her wrist.
She made an anticlock wise move and broke it.

Mr. Umanah couldn't bear the beast in him again. He rushed at Lydia, dealing her punches.
Lydia screamed in pains as her father's heavy weight punches got her to a bad shape.

Her Step mother seized that opportunity to rip Lydia's cloth off.

As a fan of the character 'Oberyn Martell' in the G.O.T series. Lydia imitated his spinning moves.
Her previous hardcore martial art training paid off, as she endured the pains and slipped off like a fish in water. By now she was naked, no bra only a torn pants on.

"You are a beast Lydia...what has come over..." Mr. Umana couldn't complete the sentence as a powerful headbutt from Lydia broke his nose. She followed it up with a straight kick to the groin and another headbutt to the chest.
Mr. Umanah fell head flat to the ground.

Mrs. Mkpoikanna on seeing her husband on the ground lifeless gave an earth piercing scream.

Lydia charged at her, but was stopped by a powerful punch to her groin. Timi grabbed her by the breast and flung her to the television stand.

Lydia screamed in pains, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach.
"Nooo" She gasped, she tried to stand up but couldn't .

Timi rushed to the groaning Bernice. "Are you okay?"

Bernice just nodded. "You need to take Dad to the hospital.."

"No one leaves...untill I'm dead...Timi!" Lydia sobbed. "Please, come and kill me...please!" She crawled towards Timi.

Timi stared at her with deep hatred.

Her stepmother rushed to her and bit her nipples so hard that Lydia couldn't scream again.
She grabbed her breast and squeezed it with anger.
Lydia couldn't bear her step mother's torture again. In one desperate move, she caught her step mum's nose by her teeth.

Mrs.Mkpoikanna shook like an epileptic patient, as life slowly left her.

Bernice sprung up, not minding her broken wrist. She grabbed the fork and charged at Lydia.

With a suprising agility, Lydia got up with a flip as her step mum's head crashed to the ground.
She caught Bernice wrist but couldn't twist it as Timi sent face-reshaping punches.
Lydia left her and fell on her knees, with blood oozing from every opening.
She held Timi's shoe and faced him. "You bleeped Bernice and i...' She smiled. "Lord knows that i want you to severely pound me to death...any how just pound...I'm naked...use my asshole...tear it open with any device you can find here..you devil!". She faced Bernice. "You stole my father's heart...you stole everything fr...."

Bernice spanked her so hard that her face crashed on the wall.

Lydia felt blood dripping down her thighs. Without warning, she jumped so fast and grabbed Bernice nose with her teeth, and both of them fell to the ground. Timi with all his might pulled, punched and dragged but couldn't free Bernice.
Lydia was hell bent on making her noseless.
With all his strength, he kicked Lydia on the head and pushed her off.
Lydia just rolled off lifeless with blood stained thighs.

Timi examined Bernice, her nose was still intact but with a deep cut across her cartilage.

The entire room was in a mess with four lifeless people inside. He shivered in fright.
His guts was right from the beginning, today wasn't good.
Lydia and Bernice are sisters, and he never knew?

He groaned in pains.
The room smelt like death, with a heavy bleeding Lydia convulsing.
His presence today made this happen.

Lydia was right, he was truly a devil.


Tbc....

Mhizv, Adeola25 and Kentuforchrist...you guys are three much!
Your comments and support has been the bomb!
I look forward to you guys viewing to the end..it seems am writing for only three of you!

Today's update will be dedicated to you guys!

Kentuforchrist:
damn bro my blood dea hot following u back to back anytym anyday twice on Sunday and on weekdays.....
God bless me write up....
next update bro I can't fit wait

bro, you too much...

mhizv:
Thanks for the update

You're welcome...

Adeola25:
See cliff hanger oo. Thanks for the update

You're welcome...

♪Yeah I been tryna call ♪

♪I've been on my own for long enough ♪

♪Maybe you can show me how to love♪

♪, maybe I'm going through withdrawals ♪

♪You don't even have to do too much♪

♪ You can turn me on with just a touch, ♪

♪baby I look around and Sin City's cold and empty♪

♪ (oh) No one's around to judge me♪

♪ (oh) I can't see clearly when you're gone♪

♪ I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights♪

♪ No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch♪

♪ I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night♪

♪ Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust ♪

♪Hey, hey, hey I'm running out of time ♪

♪'Cause I can see the sun light up the sky ♪

♪So I hit the road in overdrive, ♪baby

♪Oh, the city's cold and empty (oh)♪

♪ No one's around to judge me (oh) ♪

♪I can't see clearly when you're gone ♪

I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights♪

♪ No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch♪

♪I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night♪

♪Oh, when I'm like this♪

♪, you're the one I trust♪

I'm just walking by to let you know (by to let you know) ♪

♪I can never say it on the phone♪

(say it on the phone)♪ Will never let you go this time♪

(ooh) I said, ooh, ♪

♪I'm blinded by the lights

♪No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch ♪

♪Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey I said, ooh

,♪ I'm blinded by the lights

♪No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch

Weekend's blast 'blinded by the light' gave Inspector Timi a soothing feeling of joy as he raced on the express way.
The song blared on a low volume from the speakers of his sound system.
Weekend is that musician that has the song for every season.
The song was like a reflection of his love life with Bernice.
Yea, of a truth he was blinded by the light. The light that illuminated from Bernice. He saw nothing but Bernice.
The previous days of his existence just made him understand the height of love he felt for her.
He was ready to pull down mountains.
He let his spirit flow with the wordings of the Legend.
The song strucked his heart real good, he never wanted the song to end.
"Bernice, I'm blinded by your light!"

Sixty eight minutes of driving paid off as he arrived his destination.
A blue gate at Main Street as Bernice described. He was at his inlaw's place. A kind of creepy feeling just crawled into his system but he dismissed it. Maybe, he was nervous. Every man who visits his inlaws for the first time is always nervous! He consoled himself.
Noo! The feeling was more than nervousness. His heart threatened to tear off his chest and a sudden headache began. Fear! No...the feeling was weakening him.
He started feeling somehow weak.
Maybe, the omens were not right.
Maybe, he had to consult the gods.
His legs vibrated on their own accord.
Something wasn't right.
He reduced his sound system, and grabbed his phone.
He wanted leaving but it would seem some how.
He gave his inlaw's his word about his visit today.
A man is a man, if he keeps to his words!"

He dialled Bernice..

Timi: am at the gate...

Bernice: Yes baby...
She squealed for joy..

Timi chuckled bitterly. "How i wish i had your joy!"
The joy was there few minutes ago, not now.
Darkness was looming, but he couldn't place why, when or what.

The giant opened, he ignited the engine and drove into the compound.
He parked at the garage and alighted.
The house was posh...a four bedroom duplex with a beautiful exterior.

Bernice ran and hugged him, blowing kisses on every part of his body.

"My eternal..." Bernice bit her lips. "My family is inside!"

Timi just nodded with a plastic smile.

They moved hand in hand to the building.
As Timi moved made a step, the creeping feeling was getting unbearable.

His eyes spotted a particular sandals at the door. His detective instinct kicked in. The sandals was customized and made for someone.
Actually, it was a birthday gift. He paid a huge amount for that sandals. He was sure no one had that design.
It can't be.

"Who own this sandals?" He asked before they moved in.

"It belongs to my sis...don't worry you'll meet her inside!" Bernice replied innocently.

She unlocked the door and they moved majestically inside.

"Dad, mum, sis...meet Timi, my fiance!" She introduced.

"God of Shedrach!!!" The room suddenly became hot and uncomfortable as his eyes met someone. He couldn't breathe again.



Next episode will be hot and action filled...


Tbc....

Episode 25

Battle line

"Soo...you expect me to believe that thrash!" Smart voiced at his displeasure.

"Believe me baby..."

"I'm not your baby!" Smart screamed.

Vera flinched a bit and recoiled back in fear.

Smart got up from the sofa. "You mean you have a spiritual husband..." He chuckled. "Common, you can do better than that!"

"The Prophet told me everything...and he promised a solution. Please you need to trust me on this!" Vera got on her knees. "We can save this marriage from collapsing!".

Smart shook his head sidewards. "Can't the prophet do this sh!t without my presence?"

Vera moved on her knees and held Smart legs. "Please, he specifically requested for your presence! He said you being present is important!!"

"Important? How? You know that i don't attend church?"

"The Prophet said that some spiritual activities would be carried out and one of the ingredients is you!" Vera sobbed. "Please, we'll be going there tomorrow!"

"How do you even know if the prophet is saying the truth...how do you even know if he has the solution?"

"Please...we just need to try him and see!" She pleaded further.

"But tomorrow is too close...considering the fact that i heard the news just now...let's shift it!"

"Noo..he fixed me for tomorrow. If we fail, we might not have the chance to meet him again!"

"Who is he? Is he God...even God sef is available at every point in time!"

"Noo...the thing is...he has many people to attend to...please baby...okay I'll make it up to you!" Vera pleaded.

Smart seemed to consider. "Ok..but if i fail to show up...

"Shhh...don't say that. We are going there tomorrow!"

"Soo...did he charge?" Smart sat down on the sofa.

"I paid two thousand for..."

"For what?"

"For counselling..."

"Then you must be stupid! Even God said freely ye receive, freely ye give. Most of these prophet that charge innocent members are scammers, God will punish them!" Smart cursed.

Vera got up. "Its not like that..."

"Is like what? Tell me...i didn't expect this level of stupidity from you..what's the essence of the church you've been attending!"

"Where's this coming from?" She asked. "Is it just because i paid just t..."

"Will you shuttup before Ekwensu put your mother in a family way!"

"Ahh!"

"When Jesus gave out the holy spirit, did he sell it?" Smart asked.

Vera got on her knees again. "My husband, please let's not fight on this issue...please!"

"I'm just disappointed in you!"

"Don't worry...we'll be fine!" Vera got up.

"I hope that scammer of a prophet did not demand for anything else!"

"He didn't demand.." She lied. "But ehmmm..he told me to buy somethings!"

"Somethings like what?"

Vera rummaged through her purse and retrieved a piece of paper. She handed it to Smart. "He said those items were important to reverse the effect of the..."

"A horse, two calves, a ram, six bottles of brandy...fifty holyghost fire candles...two bottles of redcross olive oil...seven crates of egg! Is it these items that will reverse the spirit?
What will the spirit do with egg? The man for kuku add indomie make eh deh complete. What will the spirit do with a horse? Are there no cars in the under world? The calves nko? Why don't they add peppersoup items? Will he prepare the calf like that?"

"Honey...its not what you think?" Vera faced the floor. Smart's gaze was piercing.

"I expected you to be more matured than this..we struggle to feed in this house, yet you wish to prepare a feast for your exboyfriend or is it ex spirit. When last did you buy me a drink, but yet you intend to buy six cartons for your ex..or you guys are now dating in spirit abi?
You've been using fish and crayfish to cook for me yet you want to kill two cows for your spiritual boyfriend.
You can't even buy me a bicycle but yet you want to buy a horse for your boyfriend.
Oh lord make me a spritual boyfriend so that i can enjoy all these benefits!"

Vera started sobbing.

"Don't shed that your crocodile tears ohh...The noodles you prepared yesterday, you didn't use egg...but you want to buy seven crates of e...

"Honey please...stop it! You're hurting me!" She cried.

"Its obvious! You love your spirit husband better...ok...it was him that stopped me from fvucking you. I see...but the guy is lucky ooo. Two calves, cartons of whisky...."

"Those items are to appease the spirit to return back to the underworld!"

Smart mimicked her. "Are you the spirit custodian? Iffu make any move out of this house tomorrow, I'll damage you. And warned that your spirit...he should better remain a spirit ooo..cuz iffa see him, I'll kill him the second time!" Smart fumed.

"Baby please...this is our only chance!"

"Your please is making me angry...i will deliver you myself!" He got up and made to lock the door.

"Honey please....!" Vera cried.

Smart paid deaf ears to her pleas, he locked the door and inserted the keys into his pocket.

"I'll go to work tomorrow ooo...i have a test to administer!" She pleaded.

"I don't care! I die here!! We die here!!!" He marched to the dinning hall and sat on a chair.

Catarrh dripped down from Vera's nose as she sat on the floor and cried the best she could. Inwardly, she felt a very deep pain.

"Baby, i can't miss school tomorrow...i haven't submitted my exams question and..we have a staff meeting tomorrow!"

"I die here! We die here!!"

"Tomorrow is the pay-day...you know the month is ending tomorrow!"

"How much is that your salary again?" He asked.

"Fifty thousand..." She hoped he'll permit her to leave for work tomorrow. Her husband loved money.

"They will have to postpone yours...infact I'll speak to your boss that you're under house arrest!"

Vera in rage screamed. "Smart, who are you? How dare you treat me like thrash! I paid for this house with my money...i feed you, i clothe you...how dare you treat me like thrash!" Vera got up, her eyes were blood shot.

"Yea..no one is disputing those facts but the thing is..you are not leaving....infact!" He got up. "You are not leaving this house this week!"
"You're a liar!" She spat.

"Try me...!" His voice was venomous. He marched to the room and retrieved her phone.
"I'm the boss here...you are just a church goer and you don't even understand the scriptures. Ephesus2 vs 6 says Wives be submissive to your husband..the key is submissiveness...no wonder God is punishing you with spiritual boyfriends and girlfriends at every angle!"

"Smart, I've loved you, kept your deadly secrets...I've done what no woman would do for you...i know things that could bring you down...things that could keep you in jail forever...but still i keep loving you. You take me for a fool right?"

Smart chuckled nervously. "Ok..you've done well, clap for your self..or you need some kind of award...you've been a good woman, I'm not disputing the fact...but i want you to borrow back your senses! Look at all those outrageous items...you...!"

"Shut your trap you good for nothing bastar!d!"

Smart flinched, Vera has never raised a voice at him. No! He wouldn't let her grow wings.
He pointed a warning finger."Iffu call me that again..."

"Good for nothing bisexual basta!rd" She called with deep vigour.

Smart was stunned. So she knew?

"You're suprised? I knew all along...our friend Victoria showed me the clip or should i say my curiosity got the better part of me and i found it!"

"Vera you're...m..aking me..ang..ry!" He stuttered.

Vera stared at him with hate and disgust. At that instant, she made up her mind to fight for her right, to take her stand. Enough of the weaker vessel card. She was gonna make things happen.

"Smart...you'll kill me now!" She charged at him.

Episode 24

Patriot


"Udohooo! A gallant man...a man that came and saw the world...a man that vibrated the kingdom of darkness!" Harry kept chanting. "The patriot...as if he knew about his death...he is a nationalist! Udoh is a nationalist ooo!"

Okon moved towards the Doctor who was discussing with a nurse.

"Doctor, how is it going to be?" Okon asked.

"Ohhh...we tried our very best...sorry but we need his wife to sign some necessary paper works before we release his body..since we don't have a morgue here!"

"Doctor, my niggie no get wife ooo..he is a confirm nationalist!" Okon used his brow to wipe the tears.

"But the woman who brought him here claimed..."

"Doctor, you don smoke? Na me and my hood bring that niggie come here ooo!" Okon half screamed.

"Wait..." The Doctor thought for a while. "The accident victim?"

"Yes!" Okon replied in high hopes.

"Ohhh...I'm very sorry for the mix up, I'm truly sorry!"

Okon breathed in relief. "My niggie never die bah?"

"Come with me..." The Doctor led the way.

Okon met his mourning friends in the reception. "That nurse na mad woman, Udoh never die oo"

"Stop am...if na joke!" James warned.

"Na him, we wan go see sef!" Okon said and entered into another corridor.

Harry and his friends sprang up and filed after Okon.

The Doctor spoke as they moved."We have repaired the broken ribs..and he's been transfused...He's lucky enough that his spinal chord is not affected but..."

"But wetin?" Harry faced the doctor.

"He hit his head real bad and it affected some tissues!"

Okon turned to the Doctor. "Wetin tissue deh do for person head...or him head na toilet?"

The Doctor ignored him and faced Harry. "He's been diagnosed with partial amnesia!"

Harry made to speak but the Doctor continued.
"He might be having problems remem..."

Harry and his crew couldn't wait for the doctor to complete his sermon as they dashed into the private ward.

They met Udoh the nationalist sitting on the bed, with a bandaged forehead. His back rested on the wall.

Harry crew couldn't control their joy.

"The nationalist...the patriot...arice oh convention...abi na church convention?" James hailed.

Udoh just looked on.

"The only born son...the only guy that walk upon the sea...the only guy weh carry him body give accident...i worship thee!" That was Okon.

Udoh just stared on.

"Abi the guy don dumb...Udoh aka Abimelech answer ya people na!" Harry hailed.

"Who be una?"

"Huh?" Their friends were suprised, but they waved it as a joke. "Udoh na God do make you no die...because money no for deh to buy coffin!" Peter yapped.

"We for roll am in wrapper, bury am for mud...hahaha..or we for sell him corpse to federal government abi him be nationalist!" Harry said and they laughed.

"What are you?
You are who?
Why una deh disturb?
Who be you?"

His friends scrutinized him. "Udoh? You deh okay so?" Peter asked.

"Who be Udoh, how can una to bash in here and disturbance my peace.
Wetin in the world is wrong with you people.
What are your problems, state them in four sentences orh you all gerrahere...rubbish...you all are rubbish! Iffu look at me again, i will poho and cotu you alabusta!" Udoh screamed.

Joy soon changed to grief. "Ohhh...your papa curse don work...your village people don succeed oooo" Peter cried.

"Eh be like say the palm wine never clear from him head...just give am time!" Harry said.

"Udoh....na us na!" James said.

"Who be us? Who are really you? Are we related...now commot for here now! Police...Doctor!!" Udoh was getting a bit violent.

"Na church sure pass for this kind matter.." Okon said.

A phone call distracted them, Harry searched his pocket and retrieved a phone. His face lighted up.
"Udoh na your phone be this...answer the call!" He passed the phone to him.

Udoh scrutinised the phone and collected it from Harry.

"This one weh you don mad...you sabi weh to answer call?" Peter asked.

Udoh kept staring at the ringing phone, he faced Harry with a plain face. "Wharris this?"

"It is a phone sir!" Harry replied.

"Why give it to me, am i the current governor?" Udoh asked.

"Na you get the phone...sir..infact let me help you pick the call!" Harry preesed the answer button. "Put it to ya ear sir!"

"I hope it won't blow my ear..!"

"Far from it sir..!"

Udoh placed the phone wrongly, the phone was upside down.
A shrill voice from the phone speaker pierced the room.

"Electrician...what nonsense!
You collected money and you haven't been in the site for days now..
Do you know that i can lock you up?
Do you know who am i?"

Udoh smiled. "You are a bastard!" He flunged the phone to the wall and laid down again.

"His friends just watched on in tears.

°•°•°•°•
"Lydia FEM!" Timi kept on chanting to Davido's hit track 'FEM'.
He had already made the necessary arrangement to visit Bernice family home the next day.
Lydia and his uncle could die in hell.
He loved Bernice.
She had that soft aura, a sugary voice and she was kind and submissive unlike Lydia.
He couldn't bear the thought of spending his eternity with Lydia.
He strongly knew that Lydia could murder him on the bed anytime.
He was still in deep thought when he heard the ringing of his phone.
His lips curved into a smile as he saw the caller.

Timi: My love...

Bernice: My eternal...

Timi: My true value...

Bernice: My heart beat..

They both giggled.

Timi: If i see another opportunity to love you, I'll keep loving you.

Bernice: Your love is my love...it will take an eternity to break us.

Timi: My cherry..

Bernice: My parents can't wait to see you.

Timi: Sure...I'll be there tomorrow..

Bernice: I love you..

Timi: Bernice, no matter what we may face in the hand of a she-devil..don't let your light down.

Bernice: Which she devil?

Timi: There's always a devil lurking round to steal the joy of humans..but i want you to know that the battle has been won even before it started.

Bernice: (a bit uncomfortable) What's up with all these parables?

Timi: See ya tomorrow, i love you...

Bernice: I love you too...please when coming, don't wear chains..

Timi: What!!!

Bernice: My mum dislikes a guy who were chains..she said they look like dogs on leash..

Timi: She said that?

Bernice: aii

Timi: Ok..noted...

Bernice: kilode my love..

Timi blushed!

Timi: I love you..

Bernice: My cherry ....stay safe!
She hanged up.

Timi drained another bottle of beer in the bar. His favourite anthem 'blinding light' by Weekend blasted through the speakers.
He knew there was gonna be a battle, but he made a vow to stick to the one he loves. Even his Uncle won't stop.
Memories of how he escaped assault came down on him. His Uncle legs got entagled on the fan's power wire and he fell down, knocked his head on a table and passed out. That was how he escaped! He couldn't still place a finger on why his Uncle so wanted Lydia. Birds of same feather sha...
He shrugged.
"I'll keep fighting this battle until i see peace on every side!"

But he never knew he was in for a shocker. The game plan was more than he could handle..

Tbc.....

Episode 23

Brotherhood!


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.

"Amen!"

"In Jehovah name..."

"Amen!"

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.

"Ok..
♪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.
She knelt.

"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!"

Tbc.....

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…....

Episode 22

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?"

"Yes..."

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!"

"Ehmmm...egusi!"

"Egu wetin?"

"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.

"Madam.."

"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?"

Harry nodded.

"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.

BOOM!!!

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?"

"Merlin..."

"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.

"Kind of..."

"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.


Tbc....

Adeola25:
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.

Your comments is tha bomb...
as for weekend bonus, .
Comments will determine...

contd....


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.

"No problem..!"

"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.

Tbc....

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...
Happy weekend!!!

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 ...

Episode 21

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.
He smiled.

"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!!"

"Why?"

"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.

"V?"

"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.

"I slept!"

"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.."

"I know..."

"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.
Weird right?
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?"

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Happy independence!!!
We can make Nigeria great again...
One love...
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Adeola25:
Timi's uncle is something else, he is such a funny man. Thanks for the update
.

Thanks too...one love

Gbpereluvmama:
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

Thanks bro...

mhizv:
Lol every character has their own issh
Thanks Noble

One love maam...happy independence..

Episode 20

Voice of Reason

Mr. Bolaji, a tall and dark figure with an imposing aura roamed round the hospital ward where Timi laid.
He is Timi's maternal uncle.
His face was wrinkled, with a huge scar on his forehead. He looked aged but possesed the strength and agility of a youth.

Timi stirred awake and with pains, he sat erect. He had a bandage round his face and back. He was a sorry sight to behold.
"Uncle..."

"Timi my boy, a woman did this to you?" Bolaji took a seat directly opposite where Timi laid.

"That woman is a witch!"

"You are a big idiot...just look at how you look like?"

"Uncle, believe i personally didn't want to deal with her.."

"But she dealt with you, if i wasn't around...she would've killed you!"

Timi just nodded, his uncle had a degree in mouth-lashing.

Bolaji retrieved his phone and dialled a number..."Hello, yes...he's awake..ok...you can come!"

"Who is that?" Timi asked.

"You're very stupid to ask me such question.."

Some minutes later, Lydia moved into the ward.

"My daughter..." Bolaji said.

She prostrated. "Good day sir..."

On hearing the voice, Timi raised his head and screamed. "I don't want her in here...let her leave!"

"You're very stupid...i call the shots here!" Bolaji barked.

Timi got up. "Very well, I'm leaving..."

"If you dare leave this place, I'll truncate your destiny, if you make one move, I'll kill you and sponsor your burial..you know i can do it. You are still my boy..and I'm your God...now sit.."

Timi sat reluctantly, Bolaji was a terror.

"My daughter, what is that your name again?"

"Lydia"

"Lizard?"

"Noo sir, Lydia.."

"Ohhh pardon me.." He laughed. "I'm not used to all these animal like names".

Lydia sat and buried her face on the ground as she couldn't face Timi.

"I already introduced myself to you huh?"

"Yes sir!" She nodded.

"Ok...and you did this to him?"

"Sir, it was unintentional..."

Timi got up. "If you dare lie..i.."

"Timi, if you talk when you're not supposed to talk, I'll order the hospital to burn you down..you know me, you know what I'm capable of...I'll kill you and no one will do anything!" He faced Lydia. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"Sir, Timi is a bastard..." She sobbed.

"Yes, i agree on that..he's a bastard..did he tell you about his father? The man disowned him and even wanted to castrate him..if not for me" He beat his chest as he spoke. "I am the one that changed his life and made him who he is..."

Timi stared at him in anger, though his uncle wasn't far from the truth..but the way he spoke about it in front of Lydia made him angry.

"We got into a relationship, some times ago and I'm pregnant.."

Bolaji got up. "You mean you're pregnant..for who?"

"Timi!"

"Blessed be the Lord God of Jamaica!" Bolaji gasped.

Lydia continued. "And since i told him about the pregnancy, he has been giving me attitude..firstly, he denied the paternity of the kids.."

"Wait.." He hushed. "You said he denied the paternity of the kids?"

"Yes.."

He faced Timi. "Why did you do it?"
Timi kept silent.

"You see, i would've left you for your father to kill...you are very, very foolish infact you are a cankerworm. Just look at you, you're smelling like a ghost..you're polluted".

He faced Lydia. "That's how his father was? His father was a bigtime idiot..."
"Countless times, I've told him that the babies belong to him...i have never cheated on him..." Her voice broke into sobs.

"Timi, you're just like your father, your father disowned and you want to also disown your children? just look at the way you look like a maggot? So you want to be like your father abi?...because you are fatherless, you also want your children to be fatherless?"

"Uncle...to be sincere, i don't like this!" Timi spoke out.

Bolaji stood up. "You don't like what? You got this beautiful lady pregnant and you're talking thrash...you are just as confused as your father"

"Uncle, please before you start screaming at me..hear me out".

"What do you want me to hear, he goat!"

"I can't marry this lady..."

"Why?" Bolaji and Lydia asked in unison.

"I'm not even the father of the kids, she claims i am!"

"Then, who is the father?" Lydia got up and clenched her fist.

When Timi saw her moves, he flinched in fear as the previous scene dawned on him...Lydia was a rock.

Bolaji ordered Lydia to sit.
"How many times have you slept with her?"

Timi thought for a while. "I've lost count!"

"How many times did you use a condom?"

"Huh?"

"Are you deaf? How many times did you bleep her with a condom?"

"Ehhm...only thirteen times!"

"Is a lie.." Lydia sprang up.

"My daughter, he is a rat...don't bother him, stupid people are very easy to kill. If you attack him in any slightest provocation..you'll end up killing him. Just learn to leave with him..you see, he looks like a ghost..don't kill him!"

Timi just nodded his head.

"Your father was a womanizer..."

Timi raised his hands up. "I've heard the story before..."

"Will you close ya mgbati-mgbati mouth! Your father was so a womanizer that even when he see a mad woman he will have erection..i advised him as a friend, he refused. I advised him as a colleague, he refused. I advised him as a soldier, he refused. He bleeped anything that has a vagina. Both cripple, deaf, dumb...He even dated one epileptic mad woman...but you know the problem i had with your father...he never used condom..I advised him against diseases...but he refused..he raped more than a thousand mad women..girls inclusive! On his birthday, i even gifted him a carton of condom but he refused. That's why i told my sister to pack out of his house before he infects her...when this foolish Timi was born, at birth he had dreadlocks, he had the resemblance of one mad woman i knew in the street. I adviced my sister to throw him into river niger...but later i changed my mind and advised my sister to keep him..i thought that he'll be sensible but i never knew that the madwoman trait is still in him..."

Lydia's mouth hung open..

"Ask him here, iffu think I'm joking. His father even disowned him...we had to do a DNA test..and when the result was positive, his father now accused me that i bribed the doctor..and even in the presence of the result, he swore that Timi is not the product of his sperm..maybe he was the product of his urine cuz my sister confided in me that most times, the husband do urinate inside her instead of sperm.."

Timi shook his head. "Uncle stop it!"

"Shuttup! I say shuttup!!" He held Lydia's hand. "I want you to marry him, you see, the guy needs a strong hand and you're the only capable person that can handle him...I've handled him right from birth and as at now I'm aging..and i know he's praying for me to die...so i need you to deal with him very well!"
Lydia smiled. "Okay Uncle.."

"Timi, my boy...God and man has marked this day as the day I've blessed your marriage!"

"I won't marry her, you can't decide..!"

"You are truly a bastard...i can't decide what? Are you questioning my judgement skill? Do you know how many years i spent in law school? Is it because I'm not wearing my wig? If you don't marry this lady, I'll castrate you myself..you're a donkey!"

"Say what you like?" Timi screamed.

"Ohhh...you just called me a talkative, are you mad? Infact you're a mad...you are a product of your father's urine..nansense!"

Timi made to open his mouth.

"If you say pim...i mean pim, you'll not live to complete the sentence, you know me now..if not for me, you would have been in the cemetry..i fend for you, i paid your fees right from nursery down to the police academy..i gave you life when your father gave you death..i am your God, when you see me..you're supposed to pray!"

"Uncle is okay!" Lydia stared at Timi in pity.

"Uncle, keep on rubbing it on my face.."

"Will you shattap! Rubbish and ingredients..So?" He faced Lydia. "What is the child's sex?"

Lydia looked at her finger shyly. "Is not a child but children.."

Bolaji jumped up. "Twins?"

"No...triplets" Lydia replied.

"Ohh! I am finished...you mean that you're carrying three children...Timi you see your life? You wanted to throw away three children? Do you think it is easy for a pretty lady to carry three yams in her womb? Timi you're punishment in heaven is the waiting for you.."
"My daughter, anything you need...tell me, money ooo i have it, i have over sixty plots of land..those lands i what i used to train that fowl sitted on the bed...infact drop your account number ok?"

"Thanks uncle!" Lydia got up.."uncle I'll take my leave".

"What of your medication, are you through with it?" Bolaji asked.

"Yea, the Doc prescribed some pain relievers!"

"Ok..go well and please be careful of Timi, if you see him close to you..run or kill him..because i can see through his eyes and i know he'll kill you or beat you till you miscarry the pregnancy!"

"He can't try it..God will protect me!"

"Don't eat from him ooo, so that he won't poison you..he is as heartless and senseless and useless as his father..it is only Bleep he knows..and when you guys fight again..please don't break his nose..i broke his father's nose thirty years ago..and i don't want history to repeat itself...you can break other part..."

"Thank you for the advice...Timi love, stay safe!" She blew a kiss at Timi and exited the ward.

"The unpredictable Lydia! She has now formed an alliance with you huh?" He faced his uncle. But the latter was deep in relaxation, sniffing tobacco from a pipe.

tbc...

Kentuforchrist:
damn......never expected this but guy aswear u are the best...next update bro my blood dea hot

Guy..your comment deh always blow my mind...thanks for being there...

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