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Clemzy16: The story is getting more intense. Honestly, i'm enjoying every bit of it. Can't wait for ur next update.
BTW, i was trying to like ur page on facebook but to no avail. Maybe it's because i'm on mobile. I'd like if you can just "type-out" the name of the page so i can just search and like.

Sorry about that the page is titled " DON'T JOIN"

Oju and Ogunshola are still resting in the forest and Oju says, “One of the guards who they sent on the mission was my friend. I taught him many dark charms and I cooked him behind my father’s back. He couldn’t get all the material needed; all he could get was a tortoise. My father taught me the Bad Juju for tortoise but he hasn’t taught me the good one. He says he will show me that one in a practical manner. That’s why he called me to observe you. I am sorry for giving you Bad Juju, it’s just that my dad keeps on teaching me only the bad ones, which he forbids me to use and he keeps me waiting for a practical example before he teaches me the good ones.”

Ogunshola pities the young man; he wants to showcase his skill but all he has are skills, which are forbidden. Ogunshola says to him, “No problem, my brother. All is well.”

Then Oju says to him, “Try your best to avoid using Bad Juju or it will kill you.” Ogunshola is quiet and Oju tells him it’s time to go back for his next lesson.

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In the King’s palace, news comes to the King that several other members of the Lodge have been struck with a strange illness and he gets angry and says to himself, “So these fools told other people and they value them so much as to risk their lives and those of their family members for them.” He wonders if they didn’t value the oath they took. The thought that so many make him fear, has him wondering what will happen to the number of members of the Lodge, since they will lose a lot of members. He wonders about the gossip that will spread around in the community due to the high death toll. He cries for the young sons who won’t grow to be men because of their parents’ error. He wonders about the fate of those who will escape death but become orphans. He wishes he hadn’t forced them into swearing in desperation, he wishes he had allowed Orunmila to handle things the way he does. His pain multiplies when he remembers that no news has been heard from the Guards sent to retrieve the statue. He lies flat on the floor, chest down and says, “Orunmila Igbakeji Olodumare, Orunmila, the second in command to Olodumare, Orisha kpokpo, the god who kneads clay, Obatala gbingbiniki, massive Obatala, I have devoted my life to you. I have served you with all my knowledge and love. If you provide me the solution to this problem I will water your alter with sacrifices.” He gets up, gets a bottle of expensive cognac, pours a little on the floor and says, “My Ancestor, this is your own. Intervene on my behalf – let not our mighty and powerful name be put in dismay.” He pours out more and continues; “My father, the mighty king, fearless, bold, I respected you when you were here with me. I took your orders and followed them to the letter. When you were old and lost the strength of your youth, I didn’t neglect you. I took care of you and still came to you for advice. I married the woman you chose for me and I never regretted it, for my wife is a loving and caring woman. I built halls and gardens in your honor to immortalize your name here on earth, for you were a father like no other. You raised me with an iron hand and I am indeed grateful for that. My forefather, please intercede with the gods for me. Come and intervene, I beg of you.” He spills more drink on the floor, drinks a little, and continues; “Mother, the loving woman whose breast I was suckled from, I acknowledge your strength as a mother and as a queen. I watched you stand before my father with great aura and discernment.”

His wife walks in and joins him; he continues; “You were the mother of this community. I built a hospital in honor of you. I cried when you died and I still haven’t recovered from the torment of your loss but since you are in a higher terrain, I beg you to save our family name from rot.”
His wife replies, “Ashe, so shall it be.”
He continues; “Hasten the recovery of all that is lost and restore your son to a peaceful state of mind.”
He concludes and he and his wife say, “Ashe, so shall it be,” several times.
His wife comes close to him and says, “It shall be well.” She says, “Whatever is troubling you must be great. Why don’t we pray to Jehovah?”
He looks at her and wants to get angry but he keeps calm and says to her, “You don’t involve foreign gods in traditional matters.”
She looks at him and says, “But the Bible says, ‘With God all things are possible.’”
He gets up, gives her a hug, and says to her, “ If only you knew.” Then he walks to his room.

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Ogunshola and the Oju arrive at the Babalawo’s place. The Babalawo asks Ogunshola if he remembers the first spell. After this he tells Ogunshola that the next spell he’ll teach him is the protection spell. Then he says, “Ijapa ni mi, I am a tortoise. When a tortoise is attacked, it hides inside its shell and is protected.” He tells Ogunshola to say the word. Ogunshola says it and then the Babalawo orders Oju to attack Ogunshola with a machete. Oju hits Ogunshola on his arm, with the sharp edge of the machete. Ogunshola screams in reflex but looks at his skin and sees no cut. He begins to laugh in admiration of the power he has just acquired. Oju hits him several other times but his skin remains fresh and unaffected. The Babalawo says to him, “When a man eats a cola nut he become like an owl – a creature whose eyes see brighter in the darkest night. I have eaten cola nut so I am an owl.” Ogunshola learns this then the Babalawo says to him, “This is the most important one – learn it fast.” Ogunshola nods in acceptance and the Babalawo begins. “The vulture can sense a dead animal from a distance far beyond. I have the eyes of a vulture so I can do the same.” Ogunshola repeats it and he sees what looks like a video, showing him a path and suddenly the path ends and he sees Nike and Tunde walking hand in hand, holding the statue. He attempts to grab Nike and comes back to his senses. “What did you see?” the Babalawo asks Ogunshola. He tells him and the Babalawo says, “That is what you are up against. Use this charm to locate them wherever they are. Now go and try to remember all you have learnt. Go and prepare, for your journey begins tomorrow.”

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She sees her father’s car from a distance and becomes curious as to who could be driving her father’s car. She goes over and sees Tunde. He asks her to give him the statue but she refuses. He comes close to her, pushes her, and grabs it. Instantly an angry mob attacks him and begins to beat him. She shouts at them to stop but they just continue. He lets go of the statue and she picks it up and the crowd stops. Tunde gets up, looks at her, and tells her she doesn’t understand – that she will die if she doesn’t give him the statue.
He explains to her who the men are, who fought the police in front of her house. She is reluctant to listen and walks away. He follows her and when he is sure that nobody is close, he grabs the statue and runs towards the car. He see a child whose age is close to five years, almost fall into a nearby well. He pushes the child to safety but the wind blows and the pulley hits him. The statue falls from his hand and he slips and falls into the well. Nike runs and picks up the statue and lets down the pulley. He grabs the bucket and she pulls him out.

“You still don’t believe all I told you,” she says. So she takes her time explaining all that has happened so far. But he is still in doubt and grabs it from her. A car passing by at full speed runs over a tin and squashes it into a thin sheet. The car’s back tires propel the tin towards Tunde. Nike grabs the statue from him and he leans forward to get it back and the tin sheet misses his neck but slices his ear into two halves. He screams in pain and cries like a child.

Tunde gets up and says to Nike, “We must find a solution for your curse soon, so that we both can go our separate ways or else.” As he concludes he sees the Guard getting down off a commercial motorcycle. He holds Nike’s hand and begins to run with her. Nike can’t keep up with his speed and falls down. He bends down to pick her up and the guard catches up with them. The Guard tells Nike to hand over the statue; she gives it to him and holds Tunde’s hand firmly, whispering in his ear that he should count to ten and the Guard will be dead.

The Guard smiles with pride. “Oju, my friend, would be very proud of me. The spells he taught me keep me a step ahead.” He gets out his pistol and says to them, “I don’t have any use for any of you any more.” He points the gun towards them.
Nike screams, “Kill me! I don’t want to live anymore!” Tunde begs him to take the statue and go. The Guard pulls the trigger and it doesn’t fire. He is alarmed because he just loaded the gun. He tries it again and again and Tunde attempts to rush him but Nike pulls him back. She reminds him that he’ll be dead if he drops her hand.

The Guard continues fiddling with the gun and he starts coughing blood. He whines, saying something like, “Too much Bad Juju.” Some small kids are trying to pluck mangoes in a tree nearby. One of them throws a stick up and it lands on the Guard’s head. He falls down and dies. Tunde and Nike walk closer to him, collect the statue, and start to run. They get into her car and drive off.

HumbledbYGrace: Zubi what is babalawo?

Babalawo is a tradition priest to speak in layman terms... He is the one that has Ashe the power to make things happpen through rituals, divination or prayers.....come let me wash you Ori...

Nike and Iya arrive in front of Iya’s house where they meet a large crowd of people waiting for Iya. Iya gets out of the car first. She greets them and they make way for her, and she begins to unlock the door. Nike gets out of the car, still holding the statue. She tries to get ahead in the line but a man pulls her back, telling her she has to wait because she just got there. She calls on Iya to explain to the man. But as she stretches forth her hand, calling on Iya, the man pushes her and the statue falls. Two women at the front begin to fight over who should be first. Iya tries to separate them but gets hit in the process and falls down. A painter working close to Iya’s house falls from his ladder and lands on his head. His neck breaks. The whole place becomes a mess. Nike bends down to look for the statue and she’s just picked it up when somebody screams out loud, “Look at Iya!” The people in the crowd regain their senses and pick Iya up from the floor, only to discover her dead with a broken nose. Nike bursts into tears alongside all the others there. They all had varying problems. She goes into her car, sits down, and continues crying.

Clemzy16: Nice story you got here.

I've been following it from the very beginning.

I'd love to say i admire the way you write, it's people like you that encourages me to read.

#more strength to your elbow!!

st.chuksie:
9ce story mate. More ink to ur pen

Thanks a lot i appreciate you guys.

Abeg if unna wan write this story make unna make me the babalawo.... wey go dey give unna all the juju and things..

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BEWARE: THE STORY IS ABOUT TO GET INTENSE PLEASE IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE ABOUT RELIGIOUS OR TRIBAL ISSUES DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER

4. Unbroken Curses
Nike gets to the market, rushes to Yinka’s stand, and begins to beg her to take her to Iya, Yinka takes the time to explain everything that Iya told her. All of a sudden Nike begins to hear the howls and Yinka grabs her hand. Just beside them, is a group of thugs who collect twenty naira on a daily basis from merchants. Now they’ve increased their fees to fifty naira. People are complying but one butcher refuses and they attack him. Other merchants join in the fight and the market place tumbles upside down as stampede of people runs in various directions, stepping on those that fall, while blood is shed by the others who are fighting. But the madness doesn’t come near Yinka and Nike. They rush to her car, unclasp their hands for about a second and hold hands again, as soon as they are in the car. Yinka began to direct Nike to her house.
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Bolt2011: Come o bros Zuby, u seem to know a lot about native medicine and powers. Have u ever worked with a herbalist? Where u from learn all this thing na? #Just curious

Great work. Well done
More updates *in Oliver Twist's voice*

Bolt na research things oh google has been very helpful and there is a religious forum on Nairaland go to the IFA segment and you can learn enough to become a self acclaimed babalawo. But its more of fiction i make things up twist things around.

Many thanks for reading

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The Guard ties Tunde to a chair, gets water, and pours it on his face. Tunde wakes up and the Guard says to him, “Where is your partner?”
Tunde is confused and he asks, “Which partner?” The guard gives him a punch in the mouth and his lower lip bursts open. He screams out, “I don’t have any partner! I work alone!” The Guard looks at Tunde, pulls out a leaf from his pocket and tells him to eat it. Tunde refuses and the Guard continues to hit him. Tunde opens his mouth, chews the leaf, and spits it out.

The guard looks at him, laughs and says, “All I needed you to do is to taste it. It is Ewḗ Ỏtίtợ, the leaf of truth. It will force you to truthfully answer any question asked of you.” Tunde is in doubt and the Guard asks him again, “Where is your partner?”

Tunde doesn’t intend to say anything but his mouth opens as if he is a puppet controlled by a puppeteer. He says, “I have no partner; I work alone.”

The guard looks at him in amazement, wondering if he is immune to the charm. “Then who is the lady?”
Once again Tunde says, “I don’t know her. I threw the statue in her car when you people were chasing me.”
The Guard is still confused. “What do you want to do with the statue?”
Tunde replies, “I want to sell it.”
The guard nods his head. “So how do you plan to locate her?”
“I have a device that I attached to the statue; it’s a tracker. I can use it to locate the device anytime.”

The guard smiles. “Where is this device?” Tunde says nothing and the guard knows the charm has expired. He clenches his hand into a fist and asks Tunde again. “I didn’t want you to feel much pain but now it seems I don’t have a choice. So tell me where to get the device because I am tired, all my partners are dead, and my village is in misery, all because of your greed. I wouldn’t hesitate to kill you and go back to using the pot.”
Tunde replies, “You are going to kill me anyway because I know your secret.”
The Guard hits him above the eye and his eyebrow splits open. Tunde screams in pain. The Guard looks at him and says, “Yes, you have to die but you can choose between dying a quick death or to continue to suffer until I get fed up, cut your toes off, and leave you here to bleed to death.”
As soon as the Guard finishes his statement, Tunde replies instantly. “It’s in my house. I can take you there.”
The Guard slaps him. “Don’t think you can lead me into an ambush.”
Tunde pleads, “I swear it's not an ambush.” The Guard hits him harder and Tunde screams out, “It’s not an ambush! Why don’t you put that leaf back in my mouth?” The Guard sees truth in his tone. He unties him, searches the dead body of Nike’s dad, and gets his car keys.

DNA1: Okay i am sure you must be wondering why i am such an avid follower of your story...
it's because i once wrote a story similar to this, but i didn't complete it.
but now, i think i should complete mine and post it here on nairaland...
like i said, i wish i could write like you,, the way you switch from one character to another without loosing track of what they are doing....
guy...u are amazing..
hoping to learn from you...


But i must advise you...whenever you switch characters, don't just put a paragraph...endeavour to do this

***** **** **** **** *****


and also, if you don't mind, I think you you should go back to your first 3 updates and edit them, i.e put a space symbol (****) in between different scenes, so that your new readers will be able to follow the character switch........put lots of paragraphs too...


apart from that, it's a great story..
so pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee continue.
thanks

Many Thanks for your advice i'll do that

Ogunshola is awake. The Babalawo sends for his son Oju. Ogunshola asks why and the Babalawo says his son is destined to be the next Babalawo so he has to be around so that he can learn from the experience. Oju comes there and he begins to chant, practicing what he has learnt. He places his hand on Ogunshola and says, “You are a warrior; you are here to learn how to use the power you acquired but let me warn you there is a lady cursed with an evil stronger than hatred; Kasala the spirit of trouble and despair. She will make your journey rough and hard. To flee the evil of her curse you will need to shield yourself in the tortoise shell.” Oju touches Ogunshola’s head and he sees a tanker explode. It feels so real he gets shocked and falls down. The Babalawo looks at his son. “I have warned you not to use that charm, it makes you age faster. But you always like to show off; that is why I have refused to teach you the strongest of spells. You need to come here to learn, not to display.” As he concludes, a messenger from the King's palace enters and tells the Babalawo that the King summons him. He turns to his son. “Don’t do anything till I come back,” he says and then he follows the messenger.

Nike gets up and has a flashback of all that has happened. She realizes that Iya has to be the cause of her problems and she wonders how she might locate her. She remembers that Iya and Yinka, the vegetable seller, hugged so she presumes they know each other. So she decides to go to the market and beg Yinka to take her to Iya. She checks and notices her fuel is low so in her car, she goes to a nearby ATM machine and withdraws some money. Then she drives to a fueling station. She gets scared, hoping it won’t explode. She buys fuel and drives off, trying hard not to look back but she does and gives out a sigh of relief. Then suddenly she hears the howl; her hands start to shake as she wonders what will happen. Then she sees a mechanic working under a car. The jack shifts and the car lands on his face, crushing it. His people rush there, trying to save him. One looks at the other and asks why he didn’t put a tire rim under as he had told him to do. The other one looks confused and they began to fight. Tears drop down from Nike’s eyes. She wants to come down and help but she is terrified that worse things will happen, so she drives past.


Yinka knocks on Iya’s door, but she gets no response. She knocks harder and Iya opens the door. She looks older than she looked the previous day. Iya tries to usher Yinka in but she refuses, explaining that she just came with her grandson to thank her for her help. But Iya insists. They enter the house and Iya offers them water to drink. They accept, not because they are thirsty but because of tradition. Yinka takes a sip and gives her grandson a sip and puts the glass down. Iya says to her, “Today I am not going to work, I want to rest. Please, I want you to become my friend because I have none. I want to be able to come and visit you and we could chat.”


Yinka smiles with excitement and replies, “We are already friends. If I weren't going to the market today, I would take you to my house so we can stay together.”
Iya looks at her with delight and says, “Please take me to your house and leave me there with your grandson. I don’t want to stay here because if I do, people won’t let me rest. They will keep knocking on my door and I won’t be able to sleep.”
Yinka nods and replies, “Let’s go.” She was happy that a healer would come to her house. It also feels good having someone to watch after her grandson while she is in the market.

DNA1: Hmm....u go fear..
more grease to ur elbow ooo
next update please...
the story is fast-paced so u have to make d updates fast paced too... #winks##

No fear oh ....update coming soon

The Queen has been watching her daughter Shola sleep for a while. She has tried to join in but can’t for her heart is heavy and she is frightened. She begins to cry and her wailing wakes Shola up. Shola asks her why she is crying and she explains it to her. Shola tries to console her mother and begins to talk about Ogunshola and the mission he was sent on.
Ogunshola receives strength and gets up to see the Babalawo sleeping. He taps him and says to him, “Baba, please teach me to feel strong.”


The Babalawo turns his sleepy eyes and says to him, “You have to sleep for eight hours before you recover from the effect. You are only feeling strong because your love is crying for you. Go back to sleep and we will train tomorrow.” Ogunshola lies down back but cannot sleep – even though it strengthens him, the thought of Shola crying weakens his heart. Suddenly he begins to feel light-headed, weak, and heavy and his eyes close.


The Queen and the Princess console each other and they both feel it is time to sleep but not the King; he has summoned his historians. He orders them to take turns, telling him stories of the most tragic events that ever took place and how they were solved. The motive is to learn if anything like this has ever occurred before, so the King could tap from the knowledge base and experience of his ancestors. The historians’ stories are different. The only similar stories are the ones from the period when shrines were burnt by Christians, which led to a civil war between the Ifa devotees and the Christians. The Ifa devotees burnt the churches also but finally there was peace. But most the shrines were destroyed and couldn’t be put back together since most of the images had been destroyed and the priests killed. Mini shrines were built but they couldn’t accommodate the vast population of people. On the other hand, the church had sponsorship and several new ones were built. People began to convert into Christianity, even those who patronized the mini shrines.


The King gets fed up with the historians’ stories and chases them away. He falls into a trance and he see himself dressed in arcane attire for our time. He gets scared but becomes calm when a voice says to him, “Don’t be scared for you are the son of my many sons.” He understands this is his grand ancestor speaking. .
So he asks, “Please, what should I do?”


“Do nothing,” his grand ancestor replies to him. “For it shall be well. So far you have taken the right steps based on your inheritance. But son, it is time to seek a way that’s different from the ones we followed.”
The King wakes up confused. What was his grand ancestor trying to tell him? Anyway, he takes solace in the statement that it is well and decides he is fit to retire to bed for the day.

In the morning, Tunde regains consciousness and he looks around, trying to remember all that happened. The dead bodies remind him. So he gets up, dusts the dirt off his clothes, picks his gun from the floor, conceals it in his waistband, then leaves through the door. He sees his motorcycle intact, just as he left it. He smiles and moves towards it. His footsteps wake up the guard who sneaks behind him and gives him a sharp blow on the head with the rear of his gun. The blow administers terrible pain and Tunde gets dizzy and then a second blow is given and he passes out. The guard drags him into the house.

Yinka wakes up, bathes her grandchild, bathes herself and then gets dressed. She carries her grandson on her back and begins to trek to Iya’s place as planned.
The King wakes up from his slumber and sends a messenger to go and call the Babalawo for him. He sends for his wife. When she comes, he looks at her and feels regret for all the pain he made her go through. He hugs her and gives her a passionate kiss and whispers in her ears, “I am sorry my Queen, I am under oath not to reveal what we discuss with anybody. If I did that, not just me but you and our children would suffer.”

The Queen sheds tears of joy and says to him, “It’s OK my love. I know you always want the good for us.” They move closer to his bed and cuddle up but then he remembers that they are not meant to touch women for a while. His face beams with disappointment and the Queen notices it and asks him what the problem is. He tells her it is hunger and she laughs and says, “I have never seen hunger overpower your urge.”

He forces a smile, kisses her, and says, “I starved throughout yesterday. Please my love, make my favorite for me, I beg of you.” The Queen gets up, smiles, and goes straight to the kitchen. Her joy is real. She loves the King so much and has never seen him this tense.

He rushes forward to get a hold of her and slips in the liquid from the broken bottle. His gun fires and the bullet hits her mother. Tunde’s fall is hard and he is knocked unconscious.

Outside, the policemen and the Guards are still battling. Most of the policemen are dead; only one is left, alongside the taxi driver. But they are seriously choking from the teargas. The taxi driver puts his head out; a bullet hits it and blood splatters. The last surviving policeman attempts to turn the car’s ignition. Nike comes out of the house and he looks at her, mistakenly leaves the gear in drive and steps on the pedal with great force. The van crashes into the taxi at great speed, his body is propelled through the windshield, and he lands on the ground; dead.
One of the injured guards crawls out of the car and can barely walk. He sights Nike and screams, “Give me the statue!” But Nike can’t hear a word he is saying; she just wants to leave that environment and go to a place where she can’t hurt anybody else. So she gets into her car and zooms off.

The injured Guard begins to recite some incantation and rubs strange oil on his sores. The oil causes him great pain and he screams and continues the incantation, then he gets up feeling much better. He picks up his gun from the ground and begins to look around for a pot he could use to locate Nike. He enters her house but can’t see a thing because of the power outage. So he goes out, takes a very cozy position in the garden, and drops several drops of the oil he used on his wound, in his mouth. He squeezes his face as he forces the bitter liquid down his throat, then he falls asleep.

Nike drives to a dark alley where she comes out of the car and sits by the wall. Two street thugs who are sleeping close by, wake up and attempt to assault her. She pleads with them to leave her alone because she doesn’t want them dead but they don’t stop. They slap her, push her on the floor, and attempt to remove her clothes. She hears the howls and wonders what is going to happen next. They succeed in removing her jeans and they began to argue about who’ll have the first turn. One pushes the other and his head hits a rod that spikes out of the wall and it pierces his head. The other moves back in fear and falls into a gutter. His spine is injured and he gets paralyzed so he drowns in a pool of brackish waste that fills up the gutter. Nike gets up and puts on her jeans. She seems happy that the thugs are dead, so she sits back down to rest, using the dead body of the other thug as a pillow.

The Guards have just arrived on the scene. Tunde races into the house with Nike’s family. He orders them to stay down. From nowhere, the police van arrives behind the taxi and they engage in an exchange of gunfire. The policemen shoot two guards dead and suddenly one of them accidentally releases teargas. Inside the van, they begin to choke and struggle to get out.

Nike is crying in a corner, telling her mum something bad is going to happen. “I am getting a weird sensation; something is happening to me.” Her mum tries to cover her mouth so she won’t attract Tunde’s attention while Nike’s dad picks up a bottle and begins to sneak up behind Tunde. His plan is to knock Tunde unconscious by smashing it on his head. He gets closer when he hears a sound and he looks up. The fan detaches from the ceiling and slices his head clean off – his head rolls onto the floor. Nike’s mother faints. As his lifeless body hits the floor, the bottle breaks, spilling its contents on an electrical socket. This leads to a power surge and the current dies, leaving them in total darkness. Nike hits her mother hard, in an attempt to revive her.
Tunde lights a lighter and Nike walks toward him. “Shoot me or you will die!” she screams. “I know I am cursed; the spirit of death hovers around me.”

Tunde is confused, wondering why a beautiful young girl would plead for death. “I am sorry. All this wasn’t supposed to happen. I was meant to come here, get my statue and go,” he replies to her.
She walks towards him and she can hear the howls. She breaks down in tears and screams, “Somebody is going to die if you don’t shoot me!”

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And continue

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Yinka gets home to find her grandson hale and hearty. He rushes to greet her and she lets out a burst of tears and holds him close. Kissing his head, she gives him Miomio (bean cake) to eat and he nibbles it fast. She gets excited by his appetite and offers him hers, which he also nibbles. She kisses his forehead then gets Gari and they both drink it, after which she tells him a story, during which he falls asleep. Yinka is so happy and she searches the house for something she can give Iya the next day, to thank her but she finds nothing if value. So she decides to carry her grandson there with her in the morning, to show her gratitude.

Nike gets home. She and her mum get out of the car and she holds her mother’s hand and leads her to the door. They get inside, only to encounter her dad and Tunde. Tunde orders them to keep quiet and tells Nike to lead them to her car. When they get there, he looks through the window and a bright smile beams on his face. He orders her to open the door and she tries but her hand trembles. Angrily, he seizes the key and as soon as he inserts it, he is distracted by the sound of brakes screeching.

“Shit!” he screams. “Get in! Those bastards are here!”

Bolt2011: Well done Zuby, u never disappoint.
Great work

Thanks bolt....

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beriangel: Nyc write up. Captivatin nd suspense filled. Kip up d gud wrk nd plss com nd update oooo

Many thanks

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