bad network Tope, continue trying it will go through in two days time. olodo!

E don be for Tope head. Nice work op

Great work and it suit him best.

I tink tope is cooked

Watching in 3D.

He don be for Tope

Oh my beloved namesake

I've followed this story and must doff my heart for the author. He's dogged.

And while we patiently wait for what we presume would be the final episode, permit me to say I don't blame tope one bit because like the biblical Judas, this was predestined.

Kaycee9242:
e dun be. op well done

PrudySara:
Hmmmm, There is trouble for Tope. Thanks OP[color=#990000][/color]

princemontam:
E don be for Tope head.
Nice work op

Drwords:
I've followed this story and must doff my heart for the author. He's dogged.

And while we patiently wait for what we presume would be the final episode, permit me to say I don't blame tope one bit because like the biblical Judas, this was predestined.

Many thanks for your compliments.

Luckily, he had not deleted her number. He unblocked it and called her line. The service provider said the number was switched off.

Damn! He tried the second number he knew belonged to her and it was the same result. Damn, damn! He was still awaiting Zay’s call. His mind told him not to depend on Zay this time around. One, she didn’t seem to believe him. Two, if Alfa Ousmanou was the best she could offer, then that best was not good enough.

His mind went back to Iye. Somehow, he believed she was the only one that could come to his assistance at this crucial stage. He tried her lines again. He could not get through the first line but was able to get through the second line. Thank God, thank God!

‘Hello, is that you Iye?’ he asked as soon as somebody picked the call.

‘Who is this?’

‘This is Tope on the line. Iye,good afternoon.’

‘Good afternoon.’

‘Thank God I can finally speak to you. Iye, please I want to apologize for going against you. Believe me, I’m sincerely sorry.’

There was a long pause. ‘It’s okay,’ she finally said. ‘You’re forgiven.’

He broke into a relieved smile. ‘Oh, Iye, thank you so much. Thank you so much. My God will bless you.’

That’s alright. Just get to know that in the new life, there will be no room for such misconduct. But for now, you’re forgiven.’

‘New life? What new life are you talking about?’ he asked, his panic returning fast.

‘I thought you said you love me.’

‘Of course, I do,’ he returned quickly.

‘Good. We’ll soon be together. Just two days to go, and we’ll be together.’

‘What exactly are you talking about?’

‘Don’t worry. You’ll soon understand. Tope will die, yet live.’

‘This is crazy. I thought you said you’ve forgiven me.’

‘I’ve forgiven you. That’s why I’m going to be living with you.’

‘This is crazy, crazy. You’re making me crazy.’

‘There’s nothing to be crazy about. Just like you dreamt, you’ll go through transition, and then you’ll be with me.’ She cut the line.

Tope could not believe his eyes.

He became even more distressed. Things appeared to be working against him. First, the Alfa had traveled out of Nigeria. Secondly, Iye was
insisting that he must go through transition. Was it not death he was staring at so?

Why were things working so oddly against him? When his wife returned from the church, she was quick to notice his distress.

‘Darling, what’s the matter?’ she asked.

He shook his head. ‘Nothing.’ He could simply not bring himself to telling her. What help could she possibly offer, he asked himself.

About two p.m., Zaynab finally called him. ‘There’s another alfa at Gwagwalada,’ she said. ‘I was told he was very good too.’

‘Good. I’ll soon be in your house. You need to take me there.’

He lied to his wife that he wanted to see the senior Minister to give him some reports.

‘Can’t that wait till tomorrow?’ she asked. ‘Today is Sunday. Surely, the report could wait till tomorrow.’

‘No, it cannot. Let me go and give him right now. I’ll be back soon.’

His driver took him to Zay’s house, and from there, they drove to Gwagwalada where they asked for directions to the alfa’s house. He was an
elderly man with grey beard. He listened to Tope as he recounted his dreams of Iye.

The bearded one was silent for a long moment, just staring at the floor as if he was communing with it. Finally, he spoke out. ‘You are indeed in a
grave situation as you have two more days to live. Is there no way you can contact this lady?’


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ride on op

Thanks for the update
So interesting
Tope is gone, i pity him

I pity my name sake ooo

hmmmmm nawaoooo. op well done

There's only one way to reach her and that is 6feet. keep it up

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ride on op

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hmmmmm nawaoooo. op well done

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Thanks for the update
So interesting
Tope is gone, i pity him

Jagaban880:
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Thanks for your comments.

His driver took him to Zay’s house, and from there, they drove to Gwagwalada where they asked for directions to the alfa’s house. He was an elderly man with grey beard. He listened to Tope as he recounted his dreams of Iye.

The bearded one was silent for a long moment, just staring at the floor as if he was communing with it. Finally, he spoke out. ‘You are indeed in a grave situation as you have two more days to live. Is there no way you can contact this lady?’

Tope’s heart sank. That confirmation was like hearing a death sentence pronounced on him. He shook his head morosely. ‘I have contacted her.

She insisted that I would go through transition and then I would be with her. ’

The old man nodded. ‘She’s waiting for you to come and join her where she’s is. For that to happen, you will first die. Your soul will take another body and you’ll be with her.’

Tope shivered in fright while Zaynab became panic-stricken.

‘May Allah forbid,’ Zaynab interjected. She realized that she was shaking as she had come to the bitter realization that the dream was indeed not
ordinary.

The old man was silent again. ‘The only way you could avert the doom that awaits you is to sit on a special mat I will prepare for you. You will take the mat home. From the early morning of the third day, you must sit on the mat till midnight. You must not go anywhere and must not do
anything other than sit on the mat. For no reason must you stand up from the mat until after mid-night. That is the solution.’

Tope looked a bit relieved. ‘I will do it,’ he said. ‘Anything you ask me to do, I will do.’

The alfa nodded. ‘But you have to go now and come back in some hours’ time for the special mat. As for payments, give me any amount you
think you can use to redeem your life.’

It was Tope’s turn to nod. ‘Don’t worry, baba. When I come back to get the mat, I’ll bring you more than enough money. But for now, take this.’

From his small bag, he brought two hundred thousand naira out and handed it to the old one.

They left the place. ‘So, indeed, that lady is as powerful as this,’ Zaynab said wonderingly as they were going back home.

‘I told you,’ Tope said.

Some hours later, he was back in the house of the old man. The orderly helped him to carry a small Ghana-must-go sack that contained bales of
money.

‘This is for you,’ he told the man. ‘I can assure that after all this storm, I will surprise you with more money.’

The old man’s eyes glistened when he saw the money. He nodded approvingly.

‘Don’t worry. You will live. Even as you sit on the mat, I will be here praying unceasingly for you.’ He handed a small mat to him. ‘Here’s the mat.

On the day that would be the last day, early in the morning before sun rises, sit on the mat. You’re not to stand up or do anything other than sit
on the mat.’

‘Thank you, baba. Thank you very much.’

He collected the mat and went back home a happy man.

He had decided that he would simply tell his aides and others working for him that he would be in spiritual isolation that day, in case anyone
asked for him. He also decided to open up to Rita.

‘My life is in danger, but don’t worry. I will overcome. Tomorrow morning, I will not be going to work. I will be in the guest room praying on this
special mat. Nobody is to disturb and distract me. I will be in that room till twelve midnight. That is the situation of things. Have no fears.’

Rita tried to appear calm, but she was obviously alarmed.

‘I hope all is well. I hope all will be well.’ She rattled on. ‘If there’s any way I can help. I know a man that can …’

‘It’s okay, it’s okay,’ he said and tried what looked like an assuring smile. ‘I can handle it. Don’t you worry.’

‘Are you sure, my darling?’ she still wanted to know.

‘Of course. Don’t worry.’

By five a.m., he was in the guest room with the mat, torchlight, his phone and a bottle of water. He calculated that he would be sitting for
nothing less than twenty-two hours. Twenty-two solid hours! It was not going to be easy but he must stay alive.

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He no go piss or go toilet ?

Tope never see any thing.

duruZed:
He no go piss or go toilet ?

See this guy oh, I go piss there shit there too

aprilwise:
Tope never see any thing.

He even carried a bottle of water. A complete hunger strike without eating or drinking for the period of isolation would have been the best.

lol who is talking about shit and piss when we are talking abt life and death . op well done

He has to survive. He must survive. Iya has gone too far

Let's see how it goes

Nice build up op.

The story had a nice plot, killing suspense

And enough gbensh

Good job op

Tope don enter am big time

SATAN IS WONDERFULLY DECIEVING PEOPLE. Let's just watch and see

Thanks for the update Op

now this is getting hot.. .. u are a genious

Thanks for the update