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Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 04, 2018, 10:56:41 AM »



(Final Episode) - Karma's Romance

Kosi let the breeze blow over her face as Biggie took her through the scenic views of Lagos. It had been a while since she had been here. In fact, it had been over 20 years since she last stepped her foot in Lagos. After the disappearance of Ada, she had run away to Asaba where she had gotten married barely 5 months later.

The marriage had lasted 5 years. 5 years of horror and pain. Elo, her husband had turned out to be an animal in human clothing. He had abused her physically, emotionally, sexually and financially. Seven miscarriages, plenty of beatings, sexually transmitted infections and in-Law mistreatment had not even been enough to make her run.

Not until the day the other woman caught her on the street and beat her up did she wake up and realise she had to take a stand. Living with her in laws made everything unbearable for her.

 Elo at 29 had notbeen prepared to work or take responsibility for the woman he married, leaving her to feed him and his brothers who often came to their room in the BQ to eat up whatever they could find. It was horrible forher.

After the beating by one of Elo’s mistresses and his family had taken his side, she had decided to leave and wasn’t surprised when no one had begged her to stay.

She left and moved to Port Harcourt where she had worked as a prostitute and call girl for over 15 years. Recently however, when her manic depression had taken over her, when the regrets had become overwhelming, when she couldn’t sleep at night without drugs of some kind, she had decided to reach out for help but she didn’t know from whom.

Quite accidentally, she had logged on to Facebook, a platform where she had never registered and had found Debo being celebrated. She was shocked to find that Debo had married Biggie, her long time boyfriend and had recently had twins and was also living a life of affluence in Lagos. She had opened an account to say hi but was surprised that Debo had been very concerned about her.

She had taken her phone number and they had spoken severally before she confessed her health challenges to Debo who through Biggie had helped her find a Psychologist who had immediately offered to treat her. Biggie had paid for her treatments. After that, her self-esteem had gone up and she realised what kind of mess she had made of her life. She had left her agency and stayed at a rehabilitation centre recommended by the Doctor.

Now, the wonderful couple had offered to let her come to Lagos and stay with them so she could rebuild her life all over again. She was so grateful for all their help, she couldn’t thank them enough. The funny thing was through all this, she hadn’t even seen Debo yet. Biggie had come to Port Harcourt to see her but Debo hadn’t come because of her new babies. Now, she was very excited to see her.

Biggie had come to pick her at the Airport and he was telling her of all the developments that had happened in Lagos in the past 20 years.

 Kosi was surprised at how much different Lagos was. As they passed the Ojuelegba part of Lagos, she saw a man dancing, trousers and shirt torn with long dirty hair in his eyes and falling all over his face.

In his hands were covers of pots and he slammed them together and made music and then danced, his feet moving rhythmically to a beat different from the one he was making. He was a talented dancer and reminded Kosi of someone who danced that way too.

Biggie saw her smiling out of the window and smirked.

Biggie: “That’s Uncle Johnny. He dances like crazy.”

Kosi : “Hahahha, he reminds me of someone.” She said as she focused intently on him.
Biggie: “Who?” He asked, a bit focused on moving the car away from the crazy danfo driver behind him.

Kosi : “Oh, my God!!” She screamed. “It’s Ufoma!!”
Biggie: “What??”
Kosi : “Do you remember Ufoma? From Uni?”
Biggie: “Ufoma? Ufoma?? The dancing boy that followed the guys everywhere?”
Kosi : “Yes!! Yes! that’s him!!”

Biggie: “No way!!” he stared intently at the guy.
Kosi : “I swear!! Look at him!!”
Biggie looked harder and suddenly he saw the resemblance between the handsome 18 year old and the torn dirty dancing man and he felt sadness clog his throat.

Biggie: “Oh God!! I see this guy all the time and I didn’t know it was him!”

Kosi was already crying. “He was so young, so optimistic.”
Biggie parked in front of a shop and they got out and walked towards the dancing guy.
Kosi : “Ufoma!”She called out when they were close by.

Ufoma : He turned around and smiled through black teeth in a very dirtyface. “Kosi?? Biggie??” He made a dash for them, arms outstretched and they both shrunk from him before he stopped and looked at them, face unhappy yet full of memory.

Kosi : “Oh Ufoma, what happened to you?”she cried.
Ufoma : “I go crazy.” He said simply.

Biggie: “How come?”

Kosi : “I remember he wasn’t the same after the incident with Ada. He left school before I did. He was sick and started talking to himself!”
Biggie: “Was he part of them too?” He asked, shocked.

Kosi : “Yes, he dropped us and went back to join the other guys that night.”
Biggie: “Oh, my God. Let’s go, Kosi. We will come back to see him” He said when he noticed that evil was about to befall his car at the hands of Lagos drivers.

Kosi : “What of Ufoma?”
Biggie: “I don’t know yet but he will be here tomorrow.” They left and went home where Debo was thrilled to see kosi. That night, Biggie told Kosi and Debo of his findings and left the women crying.

James died a few weeks ago from Kidney failure, Kachi was hung for a crime he didn’t commit. After his hanging, the police realised it was his wife’s brother who had killed her and the children. Nelson also died a few weeks ago, a container crashed down on the cab he was in.

 Lanke died almost months ago now, she committed suicide. Anslem had his legs amputated and has just been released to go home with his mother.

Kosi : “Amputated??!”
Biggie: “Yes! Juwon’s wife stabbed him 3 months ago after 5 of their children were killed in…..”

Debo : “5 children?? Oh my God.”
Biggie: “Yes, five. The woman has been released on bail. His family doesn’t even want her tried because she is pregnant again. And today, we discovered that Ufoma is Uncle Johnny in Ojuelegba.”

Kosi : “If this has happened to all the others, what about me? Will I also die or go mad?”
Biggie: “I don’t know, Kosi. I think you should go and talk to Ada’s family. Tell them the truth of what happened.”

Kosi : “I don’t know what happened after I left her. Until you told me, I didn’t know they all raped her.”

Biggie: “Tell them whatever you know, I will tell them what I know. They deserve to know what happened to their child.”
Kosi : “You want me to go and see them? I don’t know where they are.”

Biggie: “I do. I found out so I could tell them all that Kachi told me. Now, you are here, why don’t we go and see them together?”

Kosi : “What if they arrest us?”
Biggie: “We won’t know until we go, will we? Anyway, if they arrest us, I will get us out. Okay? Debo, what do you think?”
Debo : “I think you should go so it will give you peace of mind.”
Kosi : “Alright then. I will do it. Thank you, Biggie. I will go.”

Biggie: “I spoke to Doctor Martins, he said they will arrange a bus to pick Ufoma up tomorrow and take him to the psychiatric hospital.”
Kosi : “Oh, Biggie, God bless you!!” She said with tears in her eyes.

So they went and Ada’s parents cried tears of gratitude that they came. When they heard what happened to Ada, they cried even more. They were relieved to hear the truth though and were even more than surprised at the fate that had befallen everyone who had a hand in what happened to their child. They prayed for Kosi and Biggie and let them go in peace.
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Sochi : “Oh mummy, this sounds incredible. You mean they told you all these??”

Chidindu: “Everything, my dear!! The truth just came to us like that before we even got the Private Detectives” She scooped 8 months old Ada who was sitting at her mother’s feet into her lap.

They were in Sochi’s house. A huge stone estate in Birmingham, Uk. They left Nigeria a week ago and were only now reporting to Sochi everything that happened back home.

Sochi : “It’s just too unreal, how would you describe what happened to all those people who hurt Ada?”

Chidindu: “My daughter’s chi did not sleep. It stood up and fought for her.”

Sochi : “Muuuumy!! You know I don’t believe in all those things!”

Chidindu: “Believe or not, God rose and fought for my daughter!”

Sochi : “Or it was just a coincidence……”
Chidindu: “If that’s what you believe oh, Sochi.”
Sochi : “No, that’s not what I believe, Mummy. I believe Karma paid them a visit.”

Chidindu: “Me too. I am glad they didn’t go unpunished. Now, my daughter can rest in peace and me too I can sleep well.”

Sochi : “And Daddy too.” She said, pointing to her father who was kicking a ball with his grandson and son-in-law on the huge field in their estate.

Chidindu: “Your father is very relieved at knowing the truth. He says he forgives all those men and has even said a prayer for God to forgive them too and grant them grace to enter heaven.”

Sochi : “What about you? Did you pray for them?” She laughed when her mother gave her a dirty look. “Oh mummy!! I just hope wherever she is, Ada can smile and rest now.”

Chidindu: “Me too, my child, me too.”
Resting her head on her grandmother’s breast, Ada smiled.

The End!

Did you learn any lessons? What are they?... Drop your comments

Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 04, 2018, 10:48:56 AM »



(Episode 16) - Karma's Romance

Nelson was just having his bath in the morning when he heard his phone ringing. He rushed out of the bathroom and picked the call before it cut, full of expectation. He didn’t recognise the number.

Nelson: “Good morning…..”
Man’s voice : “Good morning, Mr Igwebuike……. How was your night?”
Nelson: “Very fine, sir. Please, who is this?”
Man’s voice : “I am Yunusa Safid, Managing Director, Apex Bank of Nigeria…”
Nelson: “Really??!” He screamed, excited.

Mr Safid : “Yes sir. Your loan of 139 million which you took and invested in the Fembrigbe oil exploration had just been returned by the company to our bank. So, it is my pleasure to tell you that you aren’t only debt free but you also have a total of 12 million with us which is the amount you have paid to service the loan so far. We have removed the original interest on the loan.”

Nelson: “Oh, thank you sir. God bless you! Thank you so much!!”

Mr Safid : “We will expect you in our office before 10 am so you can sign a few papers.”
Nelson: “Thank you sir!!”

Mr Safid : “Congratulations, Mr Igwebuike!”
Nelson: “Thanks!” He said as he rounded off the call, grabbed his shirt and trousers and ran to his wife’s shop attached to their house.

 “Seun!! Seun!! Seun!! Guess what?” He asked her as she came out of the shop.

Seun: “What?” She asked excited. Things hadn’t been the same between them since her confrontation with him over 2 weeks ago. He had been angry and she was resentful. These days, they were barely talking so she was excited that he was happy.

Nelson: “They just called me at the bank, my loan has been settled!!”

Seun: “Oh! Praise the Lord!! God is good!!”

Nelson: “I know!!” He laughed as his children, who had now been going to a very cheap school came out of the shop to know what happened. “Children, guess what?? You will go back to your old school soon!”

“Yaaay!!” Susan and Evan shouted
Seun: “Old school ke? Noooo! This school they are going isn’t bad now.”

Nelson: “For my children? It is terrible!”
Seun: “Which money will take them back? Did repaying a loan mean that we now have excess money?”

Nelson: “They gave me the 12 million out of the money I have used to service the loan so far!”

Seun: “12 million!!! Eh ehn!! Their old fees is still there, about 4 million, add that to new fees they will now pay, are we not talking about close to 8 million? When we spend 8 million on school fees out of 12 million, what remains?”
Nelson: “Why are you so pessimistic?!”

Seun: “I am being realistic!!”

Nelson: “You know me!! Do you think I cannot double that 4 million in a week? Don’t you know me?”

Seun: “Know you? No I don’t! Have you done what the Pastor told you? Ehn? That you now think you’re a money doubler.”

Nelson: “Did I do it before my loan was repaid? Did I do it?? Restitution is useless, God has forgiven me!! So stop your nonsense theatrics and acknowledge I have more sense in this family.”

Seun: “Okay!” She said, feeling deeply hurt that her husband refused to listen to her. “Alright, do whatever you like. I trust God to do whatever he likes too.”

Nelson: “Please, mind your business! You have spoilt my mood. I’m going to the bank.”
Seun: “I’m sorry, forgive me.”

Nelson: “Whatever!!” He said as he left the house passing through her shop to the street.
Tony: “Mummy, I agree with you. Our school fee is too much. I don’t hate this new school, we will adjust.”

Seun: “Thank you dear, God bless you. God keep all of you for me.”

At the bank, Nelson met Mr Safid and signed the papers that transferred the money into his account. He was glad for this reprieve and was already making plans on how to recoup the money he had lost. It took him a while to decide if he should keep Seun as his next of kin.

Recently, her attitude had been knowing and condescending as if she thought she was better than him, all because of what that Pastor had told her. He decided to forgive her since she had always been faithful and left her as his next of kin.

He was glad this loan issue had been settled. He couldn’t wait to go back and laugh in the face of Pastor Jim when he bought another car and took it to church. Restitution ko, restoration ni. It wasn’t that he didn’t regret what he did but he had asked for forgiveness from God.

Restitution was overkill in his opinion. Wisdom was profitable and approaching some people that you were part of those who killed their child years ago was not wisdom in his opinion.

He reached into his shirt to palm the rosary he never took off since the day he got it and panicked when he didn’t feel it against his chest. He remembered removing it when he shaved the hair on his chest in the morning and he never wore it back. He had rushed out after the call and never bothered to go back inside.

His heart beat nervously in his chest and he made his way out of the bank. He felt like calling Seun to bring the rosary to meet him at the bank but he knew she wouldn’t touch it. He tried her number anyway but she didn’t pick up.
He called a taxi and went home all the while begging Ada’s spirit not to visit him that day.

He was in the taxi, scared and jumpy. The driver looked in the mirror often to see if something was wrong with him. On challenge road, the Taxi waited for the traffic light. They were there barely 20 seconds when a huge trailer bearing a container came barrelling out to make a turn in front of them.

He saw it and screamed for the taxi to make a reverse, the man tried but there were cars behind them. Nelson saw the heavy container wobbling and tilting in their direction.

Nelson: “Ada, Ada, please, I beg you!! Pleas, I will do the res……” Those were his last words to the ghost he believed was chasing him as the container crashed on their cab flattening the car and everything in it. Including the innocent driver and the guilty passenger.
……………………………………………………………………………………
Rita came out of the bus with the help of Reverend Father Paulinus as she made her way to where Ada’s parents stood, waiting for her.

After her surgery and physical therapy, she was able to walk now but with assistance. In a short while, she would be able to walk by herself. She had managed to get through to them through Ada’s uncle who lived in their house in Lagos when they were abroad. When Ada’s mother saw her, she burst into tears of joy.

Chidindu: “Oh Rita, Rita, Rita, how are you dear?” She asked as she hugged the now limping Rita.

Rita’s guilt and fear of what she was about to confess did not allow her the joy of embracing totally a woman who had always treated her like another child.

Rita: “I’m fine, ma.”

Chidindu: “O dear, Father Paulinus mentioned your accident when he called us a few weeks ago. Hope you’re better?”

Rita: “Yes ma.” She nodded as she saw Ada’s father come forward. He held her hand tightly in a handshake that conveyed his mixed joy at seeing her again. “How is Sochi?”

Chidindu: “Oh, Sochi is wonderful. Enjoying motherhood the second time around. Her daughter Ada is already 7 months now. Come inside, I’ve pictures!!”

They went inside, her mother chatting all the way in about her grandchildren. As guilty as Rita felt, she was delighted to know that their family had something to cheer them up. After they sat down, drinks were offered and declined, Rita bolstered herself for the tough discussion ahead.

Mr Chineme : “Rita, we are sorry we seemed to forget after everything with Ada. Our grief was just too great to bear at the time.”

Chidindu: “Yes, we are sorry we left you alone. I am glad to see you made all your dreams come through despite all the opposition against you. I’m so proud of you!!”

Rita: “Oh, please Sir, Ma….im not…”
Chidindu: “Oh, Rita! You were always so modest. I know you were avery good friend to Ada, may God bless you for….”

Rita: “No! Please no ma!! She cried out as she burst into tears. “I wasn’t a good friend to Ada!! I wasn’t!! I failed her!!”

Mr Chineme : “No, Rita, don’t say that. If that’s the case, we all failed her, it’s not your fault what….”

Father Paulinus : “Please, Mr and Mrs Chineme, Rita has something to share with you over the phone like I told you before. Kindly listen to her.”

Chidindu: “Oh?? Okay dear, speak please.”

Rita: “You see ma………” She started and told them about the fight and the dream and everything that happened afterward including Kosi’s withdrawal from school.

Chidindu: “Why didn’t you say anything when we looked for her, Rita?” she asked as she wiped tears from her eyes with the sleeve of her blouse.

Rita: “I don’t know why ma. Fear, selfishness, I don’t know. Please forgive me.” She begged as she tried to get on her kneels.

Mr Chineme : “It is fine Rita. We forgive you. I wish you had spoken earlier so we could even have closure on this. After 20 years, how do we hope to find the people involved now??”

Father Paulinus : “We could hire a private detective to find them.”

Mr Chineme : “Hmmm, should we?” He asked his wife.

Chidindu: “I don’t know, i want to know what exactly happened to her. Even if it will hurt me again, I need to know what happened. But I have forgiven the person who killed her. I just want to know how she died. I am sure Sochi will also want to know.”

Mr Chineme : “Okay, we will ask Sochi and then we will do it before we go back to London.”
Rita: “Thank you sir.”

Chidindu: “Rita, we forgive you and I know Ada would have forgiven you too. She loved you so. Please, don’t doubt it.” She went to where Rita sat and embraced her.

Rita felt again the pang of years gone by. She would give anything to go back and never have fought with Ada. The reasons now seemed so childish and juvenile. Ada had been a genuinely good person who hadn’t deserved a back stabber for a friend. Now, she knew she would always have her limp as a reminder of how stupidly she betrayed her friend.

To be continued...
Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 04, 2018, 10:42:29 AM »



(Episode 15) - Karma's Romance

Seun: “No, it can’t.”

Nelson: “Okay, what is the problem?” He asked, sitting up.

Seun: “Hmmm, I went to see Pastor Jim today…”

Nelson: “What? Why? Why would you do that?”
Seun: “You think I don’t want all these problems to end? My life is at stake too oh. My children’s lives are also at stake so I want to know exactly what is happening to us. I thought it was a test, a trial but I realised it was more serious when you refused to tell me exactly what Pastor Jim said.”

Nelson: “So you went behind my back to see him?!”

Seun: “Behind your back as how? Did I use to tell you whenever I go to see him before?”
Nelson fumed impotently. What could that man have told her? She was looking at him so seriously, he was worried about what she had heard. Hopefully, the man didn’t tell her everything.

Seun: “Pastor Jim told me everything. He told me how you came to him for prayers and how he prayed and told you what the Holy Spirit revealed to him. But you refused to heed what he said and have decided to do this your own way.”

Nelson: “What does he mean by the Holy Spirit? Why are you so gullible? Is it everyone who says Jesus, Jesus that is working with the Holy Spirit?”

Seun: “What are you saying now? Suddenly, Pastor Jim is not a man of God abi? After all the answered prayers and divine revelations abi? Now that he has told you the truth, He’s no longer a man of God. Nelson, listen to me.

 Pastor Jim said he saw a sword coated with blood upon your head. He said the blood of a young girl is crying against you seriously. He says you must make restitution as quickly as possible.”

Nelson: “How can he tell you that? Doesn’t he respect privacy?”

Seun: “I am your wife, there is no privacy between us. I need to know these things. What if the sword hanging over you moves to me or my children?”

Nelson: “Eh ehen? So that’s your own concern with all of it, right? And now, they are your children, abi? The bible says it’s for better for worse, for richer or poorer, till…..”

Seun: “No! Not when you’re hiding secrets from me! Who did you kill? And why won’t you make restitution?”

Nelson: “I didn’t kill anybody!! And it doesn’t matter!!”

Seun: “It matters! It matters! Look at our lives right now! It matters!!”

Nelson: “The bible says that if a man be in Christ, he is a new creature, old things have passed away and all things have become new! Christ has taken away the ordinances written against us and nailed it…..”

Seun: “Nelson, are you okay? Do you think giving your life to Christ automatically negates wrongdoing of the past?”

Nelson: “Yes, it does!!”
Seun: “You must confess your sins and make restitution!!”

Nelson: “You want me to find a family after over 20 years and tell them nonsense about their daughter? What do you think they will do? Hug me and tell me thank you?”

Seun: “Why don’t you try it first, Nelson?” She started crying. “Pastor Jim said it is the solution for us.”

Nelson: “Will it be a solution for you when I am in Prison?”

Seun: “If you truly have given your life to Christ, he would watch out for you and give you peace for those people.”

Nelson: “If Christ wanted to do anything, he would have cleared my slate when I gave my life to him. Just leave me with my life, Seun!”

Seun: “Okay, continue oh!! Continue your actions!! When you know death is the next bus stop abi? You want to make me a widow, right?”

Nelson: “Seun, see, I won’t die, okay? Look at this……” He brought out a rosary wrapped around his neck. “You see it? Nothing will happen to me as long as I have this.”

SEUN : “What is that?” She asked.
Nelson: “I got it from an Alfa that my Aunty took me to.”

Seun: “Ha!! Oooooooooo, Nelson! Now, you’re meeting an Alfa? You want to kill me? I will report you to your mother!!”

Nelson: “Don’t you dare go to my mother!! That day you’ll go back to your own mother!!” Seeing her hurt expression, he said “It’s just a backup. If Jesus fails, Allah will not!”

Seun: “Nelson, you’re making yourself more of object for the devil! This man oh!! You’ll kill me oh!!” She cried louder.

Nelson: “Stop, Seun. It is fine. I promise you.” He hugged her, hoping to comfort her.

However, Seun could not stop the sense of foreboding that held her bound. She knew that her husband was merely a sitting duck now. She would have to intercede for him and for her children to not bear the evil load of their father.
…………………………………
The man that got out of the Honda looked old and very frail. Holding him up was the Head Pastor of his Church and the Assistant Pastor. They were flanked by two other pastors and the wife of the Head Pastor.

Head Pastor : “Oya, hold him up, don’t let him slip. Brother James, look up and tell us, is this the office you came to?”

James: feeling very weak, whispered, “Yes sir, it is.”

Head Pastor : “Which office exactly?”
James: “It….its 3rd office…… on the….second floor sir.”
Head Pastor : “Pastor Jimi and Pastor Unubun, please go to the second floor, the 3rd office like he said and ask for Prophet…..prophet what, Brother James?”
James: “Prophet Agadi….Agadu…”
Head Pastor : “Did you hear?”
Pastor Jimi : “Yes sir.”
Head Pastor : “Quickly please…..”
The two young Pastors hurried into the building and up the flight of stairs.

Head Pastor : “Erm, Pastor Oluwanishola, please take Brother James phone and call his friend, Hudson again.”

Pastor Oluwanishola : “Okay sir.” He said as he collected the phone and begins to dial for the 38 th time. He listens and smiles when he hears the phone ringing. “Pastor, Pastor, it is ringing oh!!”

Head PASTOR: “Really?? Very good!! Give it to me, please.” He collects the phone but is disappointed when the call isn’t picked.

Just then, the other two pastors come downstairs followed by a man wearing a guard uniform.

Pastor Unubun: “Pastor, we didn’t see the prophet but the security man has something to tell us.”

Head Pastor : “Yes? Good afternoon sir. Please can you help us? We are from the Christ Evangelical Outreach Ministry and we are here on behalf of our brother.” He points at James who leans weakly against the car. “We need to see prophet Agadi”

Security man : “Sir, when I see the 2 man here go upstairs, I know say something don happen.

 See, make I no lie you, that man fake. No be only una don come here oh, plenty people don come say because of scam. Them don take my Oga wey get our building go Police station say na him bring the guy come…”

Pastor Mrs: “Sir, please back up. Are you telling us this prophet does not exist??!!”
Security man: “Madam, na so I dey talk!! Na 419 him be!!”

James: “Ha! I am finished!! My life is finished!!”
Security man : “Oga, no talk like so! As long as life dey, you fit overcome.”

Head Pastor : “Young man, this prophet scammed this brother of the money he was supposed to take to India for a kidney transplant. How do you think we can get him??”
Security man : “Ewo oh!!” He shouted as he put his hands over his head. “How you go do am?”

Head pastor : “That’s our question!! Is it possible to see this your boss and see if we can get this guy?”

Security man : “Ha! My oga don dey for Police. Some people say the man thief the money for their land!! The money reach 42million and they come take my Oga!! Plenty people don come. Some say na rent he take from them, some say na car, plenty things, oga.”

Pastor Mrs: “Oh God, what do we do?”

Head Pastor : “We call his friend….dial him on my phone instead of Bro James’ phone….”
The Assistant Pastor quickly dials the number on the senior Pastor’s phone. After a few rings, he picks up and the phone is passed to James who is already weeping.

James: “Hudson!! Hudson!! What’s up? Can you…hear me?”

Hudson : “Yes, who is this?”
James: “Its James now…”
Hudson : “James, how far?”

James: “Hudson, I’m at the prophet’s office oh…..they…I wasn’t feeling better so I came but….they say he’s a scamme….they say he has stolen several…..”
Hudson : “Okay, what can I do?”

James: “Hudson now! You brought me to this guy, you said…..”

Hudson : “Wait, do you want to pin this on me?”
James: “Hudson, please help me out, I beg you! Don’t treat me like this. It’s been 3 weeks and I am dying.” He cried desperately.

Hudson : “So you no wan die? Guy leave matter abeg! I no force you pay money!”

James: “Hudson!! You t……t…..ol…d me…how the….prophet healed people ….you …know, that’s…..what you said.”

Hudson : Ehn so what? Guy, I don’t have money for you. Prophet don go oh!

James: “Hudson, did you plan with the prophet to scam me? You sound like you don’t pity me…”

Hudson : “Pity you?? Hahahhah! You, James!! So, that’s how your memory is short?!”
James: “Hudson, please don’t let me die, abeg.” He started crying.“I beg you, don’t back stab me like this.”

Hudson : “Make I hear!! You never stab anybody for back before? Why are you forming? As if it’s not you I knew in University!!”

James: “I’ve changed, I swear!! Hudson please, I’m not ready to die! Help me!”

Hudson : “You have changed right? You are a fool!! A bastard!! How dare you tell me about change? Did you forget you raped my cousin?? You might have forgotten but I didn’t……”

James: “Hudson, no please!! You said I should forget it, that…….” He was seized by a fit of coughing!! The Head Pastor collected the phone from him.

HP : “Mr Hudson, we believe that you are aware of the prophet who scammed your friend. It’s in your interest and that of Brother James to provide him as quickly as possible.”
Hudson : “I’m sorry sir. That cannot happen. I’ve taken my own share of the money and gone far away.”

HP : “Mr Hudson!!” He was aghast. “How can you do that to someone you call your friend?”

Hudson : “Which friend?? Please sir, leave that talk, James no be person. Ask him, does he think I forgot, he and his gang raped my cousin in school and they thought I had forgotten! Ask him about Ebube!! Ask him about the girl he and his gang raped that got him expelled!!! I was his friend and he did that to me!! The girl that committed suicide 11 years ago because she couldn’t cope. That’s why I looked for him and became his friend again. Only for revenge!! Revenge is a dish best eaten cold and I am enjoying my own…”

HP : “Sir, the bible says that money gained by deceit is………… Sir!! Mr Hudson!!” All he got was a dial tone. “Ah!! Brother James, your friend is your down fall. He has cheated you!!”

James: “Oh God!! Oh God!! Help me!! Oh, please God, I don’t want to die.” James cried, resting his weary head against the car as tears poured out of his eyes. The pastor’s wife came and patted his back in comfort.

They loaded themselves into the car and back to church. In church, The Head Pastor called James to his office and told him what his friend said about a girl named Ebube. James remembered Ebube. The last rape that got him expelled.

He remembered Jennifer, the first girl, who had been from the state University, and then Ebun, and then Ada, the one they had killed and then Onome and then Ebube, the last in school. After school, there had been others. Girls, women whose names he hadn’t remembered or asked for. He nodded at the Pastor with glassy eyes and left the office.

As he was assisted to the tiny room that was given him in church, he wondered why he had never seen that Hudson was out for his blood. Despite everything with Ebube, Hudson had gone out of his way to maintain a friendship with him and remain his friend. He realised now that the guy had probably been planning his revenge for the past 19 years. And revenge it was for James could not think of anything worse that anyone could do to him.

In his room, he laughed as he took in the various bottles of potions that the prophet had made for him, wondering idly what was in it. He had wanted to live, to correct his errors, work passionately for God, enjoy marital bliss and have a few children to call his own. He realised now he wasn’t entitled to that now. Nemesis had come for him.

In the tiny room, he would end his life. No wife, no children, no mourners, no one to say he had lived a good life. A beggar. A sick man. He wished now that he had done things right. He wished he could go back and change a lot of things he did. But time had run out on him. He closed his eyes and let the tears squeeze out.
He didn’t die until three days later. Not only did his kidney give out, his heart did too.

To be continued...
Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 04, 2018, 10:35:16 AM »



(Episode 14) - Karma's Romance

Kachi let himself be dragged out from solitary confinement and pushed down to the hall designed for visitors on death row. He wondered briefly who was here to see him. His sentence was due to be carried out tomorrow and at this point, he had accepted faith and was no longer looking for a miracle.

When the verdict of death had been read out by the Judge after his trial, he couldn’t say he was surprised. At that point, it was safe to say everyone who seemed to matter had wanted him dead for killing his wife and children so gruesomely. His wife’s family in particular had championed the cause.
His lawyer had told him to appeal on the grounds that the Judge had been swayed by popular opinion but he hadn’t had any money for a protracted appeal case he was sure he would never win. He was already very tired of the whole process and he had hoped before his sentence was carried out, the realkiller would come forward but apparently, the killer had no conscience.

At this point, he was no longer angry or depressed, mostly he was scared of what death held for him but he had leftthe real culprit into the hands of God, he knew God would avenge him yet.

He veered out of the corner that led into the waiting room and dint recognise the big hairy guy sitting at a table, waiting for him. And then he did.

Kachi : “Biggie!! Biggie!!” He shouted as he ran towards his friend, forgetting for a second that he wasn’t allowed to hug his visitors. It took the Guard’s loud clearing of throat for him to remember himself. Just another one of the privileges of life that were taken from him, he thought as quiet tears slipped out of his eyes.

Biggie: “Hey, hey! Don’t cry, guy. Abeg.” He said rubbing his friend’s orange scrub clad shoulders.

Kachi : “How won’t I cry? My life is messed up, you have no idea!”
Biggie: “I know, I know.” He said as they both sat down opposite each other.
Kachi : “I’m going to die tomorrow……and for a crime I didn’t commit.” He sighed out.

Biggie: “That’s not how it’s been reported.”

Kachi : “I know what peeps are saying but I didn’t kill her, I swear to you, please believe me.”

Biggie: “How come you were caught with their bodies?”

Kachi : “I explained that…..” he grumbled “….and my explanation was the truth!”
Biggie: “Really?!” He was shocked but he believed his friend. “Who do you think did it?”

Kachi : “I don’t know but I hoped whoever it was would come forward when they knew an innocent man would die but they haven’t. I pray God will punish that person.”

Biggie: “Really?”
Kachi : “Yes really! This is tantamount to killing someone!! I believe God is watching and he won’t sleep. He would deal with them!”
Biggie: “Like he is dealing with you?” he asked gently.
Kachi : “What?”
Biggie: “I said will God deal with them like he’s dealing with you?”

Kachi : “I….dont….un…derstand…..”
Biggie: “Ada? Do you remember her? “
Kachi : “I…yes…..i, yes….i do.” He said moping sweat off his brows.

Biggie: “They found her body 8 months ago where she was buried.”
Kachi : “Oh God!! O, my God!! Do they know what happened to her??”
Biggie: “No, not yet. She has been buried though.

Kachi : “I killed her…….. me.”
Biggie: “I don’t believe that! You know what happened but Anslem probably did it…”

Kachi : “No! It was me!! I killed her!!”
Biggie: “Stop shouting!” He whispered aggressively, sending glances at the security guards and camera. “You were part of those who killed her?”
Kachi : “Yes, but it was me. Just me. I stabbed her!!”
Biggie: “Kachi!! Why?! How could you do that?”

Kachi : “I was young, I was stupid! I felt invisible, but believe me I’ve never killed anybody else. I am not the same person I was all those years ago. I have changed.”
Biggie: “Oh, Kachi, why? Why did you go with them that day?” he suddenly felt very old.

Kachi : “We all raped her that night….” He started crying
Biggie: “All of you?” Biggie was shocked, he didn’t ever think anyone besides Anslem had done that to her. “Including you? And then you still killed her?”
Kachi : “Yes.” He nodded miserably. “Oh, indeed, God is punishing me, I’m suffering for my past. Oh, Goooood!!” He began to weep.

Biggie: “What do I say to you now? She’s gone and you can never take that back. Just ask God for forgiveness and mercy. I checked on Anslem and I found out he lost everything to a divorce with his wife, then he had an accident and now, I don’t know where he is. Nobody does. Juwon was robbed recently and all his children were killed, it’s all over the news back in Nigeria!”

Kachi : “Oh my God!! Oh, our pasts have caught up with us. Oh, God please forgive us. I beg you!” He laid his face on the table and mourned the family he had worked to build, for the life he hadn’t lived enough, for the young girl whose life he had ended without giving her a chance.
…………………………………
They were all gathered in the sitting room of Juwon’s big house. Juwon’s mother and Biodun’s mother were crying as they tried to hold on to the inconsolable Biodun.

Biodun : “Haaaa, aiye me oh!! Jesu!! Omo mi oh!!” She cried, devastated. “God, why me?”

The women just held her for none could tell her to stop crying. The loss of a child was bad enough but to lose five children in one night was obviously driving the woman crazy. Only their fourth child, Simileoluwa had survived the incident and she had to have 2 surgeries before she was totally safe. As it was, she was still in the hospital, recovering and would be discharged in a few days.

Biodun : “Haaa, my life has spoilt, aiye mi baje!! Mo gbe oh!! Ha!! Ni bo ni mo ma gbe gba? Olorun, shanu mi!! haaa!” She cried, holding unto her head and rolling on the chair amidst the women holding her.

Her husband watched her from his seat opposite. Juwon’s head was full. What was he to do now? Was he not responsible for what had happened to his family? He had killed his children as surely as if he had fired the bullet. Why did he steal that money? Why did he take that money? Now, he couldn’t even finger the accountant because then his father would know he stole his money.

When the police asked, he hadn’t told them that it was 10 million that he brought home because then his father would know where he got it from. He had reduced the amount marginally and told them it was a bank loan. Fortunately, the police weren’t very competent and they never went to the bank to check his claims.

He wished he hadn’t taken that money. He had just been so scared that his father would truly stop sponsoring him. What would he do then? he had never had to work in his life, how would he take care of 6 children and his forever pregnant wife, what was he to do now? He had ruined his life with his own hands.

Ha, to never hear the laughter of his sons again, to never be able to see his precious Abigail, to not watch his first daughter grow into the beautiful terror she was becoming. Oh God, why me? Is this the punishment for greed or something else? Even as he asked, he remembered.

That memory of the night when he had been less than human. When he did something that human beings didn’t do. When he had joined a group of boys to shame, kill and bury another person. He shook his head to push the memory back to where he had since buried it.

He wasn’t that person anymore. He had changed. After that incident, he had stayed far away from those guys and never gone near them again. When that hadn’t even brought him comfort, he had followed Ufoma and Kosi’s example and withdrawn from school to start somewhere else.

He wasn’t that person anymore, he had changed, and even God knew that. He was a changed person. He didn’t deserve to have his children killed that way, God knows. They hadn’t even had a chance to start living their lives. Neither did Ada, a voice whispered and brought tears to his eyes. Tears of guilt, shame and regret.
Biodun : “Why are you crying, you bastard?” Juwon was startled at his wife’s voice. “Wasn’t it you who allowed them kill my children?”

Juwon : “Me, what are you saying?”
Biodun : “Was it not your fault?”
Juwon’s mother : “Biodun, don’t say that please! Blame the robbers, not your innocent husband!”

Biodun : “Innocent! Mummy! Juwon is not innocent, rara!! He was playing with those men even when they threatened to kill my children!! He knew he had money at home yet he denied it.”

Biodun’s mother: “Biodun, oko mi, that’s a normal reaction. If he knew they would shoot the children, he wouldn’t have said he didn’t have money at home.”

Biodun : “Mummy, iro ni!! It’s a lie. Juwon lo pa mi lo mo!! Juwon killed my children. See his face, can he talk?” She pointed at her husband’s grief stricken face.

Suddenly, she stood up, pushing away her mother and mother-in-law’s hands and ran into the kitchen. Her mother stood up and followed her to see what she was up to. Before she could get there, Biodun ran out again, this time holding a knife.

Biodun’s mother: “Biodun!! Biodun!!”
She ran straight for her husband whose eyes were downcast. He raised shocked eyes and barely registered the knife before it was plunged into his chest.

Juwon : “Haaaa!” He screamed, grabbing the knife as Biodun pulled it out and plunged it into him again.

His father and brother grabbed her while her mother wrested the knife from her hands.

Juwon’s father: “Biodun!! Biodun!!”

Biodun : “Oya, go and join my children and take care of them!!” She told him with crazed eyes as he bled over the chair.

Juwon’s mother ; “Biodun, o ti pa mi lomo oh. You have killed my child oh!”
Biodun : “Yes!! Just the way he killed my children. 50,50, God no go vex!!” She laughed as Juwon’s brother and father carried his bleeding body to the car. He never made it to the hospital.
…………………………………………………………………
James was all but crawling as he made his way to the office of Prophet Agadu. He was desperate now. The Doctor had just told him if he did not raise his money complete in the next 2 weeks, he would not make it to the end of month and now he was taking an option he couldn’t believe he could ever have taken. He was going to Egypt for help.

When his friend, Hudson had told him about Prophet Agadu months ago, he hadn’t been interested then. Now, however, after being told he had barely a few weeks left to live, he had agreed to come and see the man. He could feel his life source draining out of him and he couldn’t afford to wait for God any longer.

They walked into up to the 2nd floor of a huge office complex and as he stepped into the surprisingly well decorated office with Hudson holding his hands, he saw the thin frail man sitting behind a huge desk, wearing an outfit better suited to a Shaman. He urged them forward with his hands and Hudson dragged him further into the room.

Hudson : “Good afternoon, Prophet.” He said, genuflecting.

Prophet: “How are you, my son? Please, have your seats.” He motioned to the chairs in front of his huge desk. And they sat down.

Hudson : “Thank you, sir. This is my friend, James. He had end stage Kidney problems. He has need for a surgery in India and he hasn’t been able to raise the money for the surgery. When I remembered all the good works you’ve done for other people, I decided to bring him to you. The doctors say he only had about a few weeks to live and we need your help urgently, Prophet.”

Prophet: “(To James) is that true? Do you want to live to see your children’s children?”

James: “Yes, yes, yes sir, I don’t want to die yet! You see, sir…..I have a lot still inside me and I believe God still wants me to manifest glory.”

Prophet: “Very good answer!! Yes, young man, you have given me the perfect answer!! Give me your right palm.”

James: (Stretches his right palm across the table to the prophet)

Prophet: “Hmmm, hmmmm, I see. Young man, I see that you still have a lot of living to do before you die. (Nodding his head and staring intently at James’ palm) you don’t have children yet, do you?”
James: “No, sir.”

Prophet: “Hahaahhhha, it never fails! It has been revealed to me, you will have 3 children after this. The woman is just around the corner.”

James :“Really? Prophet? Could it be real?”

Prophet: “I do not do anything fake here! If I tell you something, take it as the word directly from above. You will have 2 boys and a girl after all this.”

James: “Oh, thank God, I have lost hope that I could have children. Thank God.”
Prophet: “Now, I will make a treatment for you…..” (Consulting the big book on his table) “Hmm, yes, your case is peculiar but it isn’t beyond what I can do.”

James: “Thank God!” He sighed.
Prophet: “For this concoction, we will need a horse, a pregnant goat, 12 chickens from the same mother, an albino dog…..”

James: “Ha, prophet!! Where will I get all these? They are too much oh.”
Prophet: “Keep quiet!! Have I finished? Won’t you let me……”

James: “I’m sorry sir, it won’t happen again.”

Prophet: “……the intestines of a pig, the Kidney of a cow and the …….That’s all we need for your treatment and you will be whole again.”

James: (trying to hide his dismay) “But, but, Prophet, I can’t get all these things. You can see my friend brought me here, I cannot walk.”

Hudson : “James, don’t worry your head, Prophet has an alternative. My sister’s husband also had the same problem, it was Prophet that healed him so just cool down.”

Prophet: “If you can’t get it, I will get it for you, it isn’t expensive at all. Everything plus the work and special prayers I will do, will cost you one million, five hundred thousand.”

James: “Ha!!! Prophet!! Do you want to kill me? Where will I find that money?”
Hudson : “James, wetin they do you? Will you tell me you don’t have that money?”
Prophet: “Me? Have I ever had two hundred thousand naira not to talk of one million!!! Me!!”

Hudson : “This is your life oh! You can’t afford to play with it!”

James: “Hudson, I no get that kain money!! For where??”

Hudson : Whispering to him as the prophet busied himself, seemingly uninterested in their conversation) “What about the money church raised for your surgery? Can’t you use it? I remember they raised almost 5 million that time!!”
James: “Since when? Right now, it’s not even up to one point six million now. I’ve used almost all on drugs and dialysis!!”
Hudson : “Really? That’s serious oh! Oya, you know what? Bring one point three million, I will help you with the rest.”
James: “Hudson, that’s too much. What if it doesn’t work, I will now be back to square one. I don’t think I can afford this….”

Hudson : “James, I don’t like what you’re doing! I brought you somewhere so you can get better now you’re saying you can’t afford it. With this treatment, you won’t need anything again. I dey tell you!! I cannot count on my hands how many people this guy has healed, seriously.”
James: “But Hudson, the money is plenty!! Most of the men of God I met did not collect a dime…”
Hudson : “Ehn,

To be continued...
Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 04, 2018, 10:26:11 AM »



(Episode 13) - Karma's Romance

Make sure all the neighbours knew that he had done something wrong.

The crazy woman could create drama and disaster out of a simple matter. He couldn’t believe he had managed to remain married to her for the past 12 years. At the time he met her, she had been 16 years old, hot, young and beautiful. She had also being a virgin and he hadn’t been able to help himself from her. It hadn’t mattered that he was almost 14 years older than her.

Before he could say Jack Robinson, the brainless air head was pregnant and her parents had gone about reporting him to everyone. His parents had been desperate to save themselves from shame and had insisted he marry her or they would cut him off permanently. Since he wasn’t working then and had no intention of going to get a job, he had agreed and married her.

Of course it turned out to be a mistake almost from the beginning. He could immediately tell she had no home training, she was very dirty and could not take care of anything, she also liked to gossip a lot. Within their first 4 years of marriage, they had fought huge fights and she had moved out almost 6 times. His parents always brought her back though because of the mere fact that she was always pregnant every time.

12 years of marriage and they had 6 children already. He could barely remember a time when she wasn’t pregnant. The things that had made him marry her, her hot sexy body, her firm, young breasts, her supple buttocks and her tight vagina had all been eviscerated by her constant pregnancy and childbirth.

At this point, she had stopped caring about looking good or being classy. She had no training or real education and she was just one more tacky, wrapper-tieing, children carrying housewife. He didn’t care anymore and she didn’t matter to him. The only things that he enjoyed about his marriage were his children and the happiness that those children brought to his parents.

He knew it was the existence of these children that made his parents continue to finance his lifestyle so he could at least appreciate something about the crazy woman he had married. Of course, with the healthy allowance he received from his parents, he was able to keep a few other women who would attend to the needs that his always pregnant wife could not fulfil.

Juwon : “Aren’t the children supposed to be in bed at this time?” He asked when his youngest child, 6 months old Abigail poured her fruit juice on the couch where she sat. Her older ones were all scattered all over the sitting room in one trouble causing position or the other.

Biodun : “What is your own? Please, watch your TV and leave my children alone. They are in their father’s house, if you don’t like it, go to your father’s house!”

Juwon : “Isn’t this what I’m always complaining about? You don’t have the brains God gave a chicken!!” He shouted, startling his children who quickly huddled together like they always did when their parents fought.

Biodun : “Don’t shout at me oh! I’m not your child, mad man!”

Juwon held his nose with thumb and fore finger and tried to calm down. Biodun was created to drive him mad, he was very sure. He decided to drop the issue before the fight would distract him. With her, there was no winning, she was always ready for a fight, no matter what. He needed to be composed or this would drag out longer than it needed to.

He hissed and concentrated on the TV gain. He had brought home 10 million naira he had managed to siphon from his father’s company with the help of his father’s accountant. He had to divide the money 70:30 and he couldn’t trust anyone else with the job.

If he continued to fight with Biodun, she would manage to lengthen the conversation and if he left her impatiently, she would follow him about until she found out exactly what he was up to. So, he kept quiet and waited for her madness to run its course. That money was meant to be his insurance for whenever his father decided to carry out his promise to stop funding him and his family.

They were all still downstairs 30 minutes later when they heard a knock at the door. Their maid, Kudi quickly ran to get the door.

 Immediately she opened the door, there was a scream followed by a muffled sound and then 7 men dressed all in black from their boots to their face masks and caps, holding heavy guns burst into the sitting room.

Robber 1: “Down on your face, now!! Now!!” They shouted as Juwon, his wife and children dropped to their faces on the floor except his youngest Abigail, who fearlessly looked at the men.

Robber 2: “Where is the money? Where is it?” When Juwon didn’t answer, one of them dragged him up to face his scary face.

Robber 3: “Where is the money?” The one Juwon felt was the Leader asked him
Juwon : He shook his head quickly, hoping to bluff his way through this. He had no intention of dropping his hard earned money for anyone. “I don’t…. I swear I don’t…..no money, please”.
Robber 4:“Where is the money, madam?”From the floor, his wife screamed as he slapped her on the butt.

Biodun : “Sir, we don’t have money, I swear! Please believe us!” She cried, her voice muffled by the floor.

Leader/ Robber 3: “Eh ehn? You think we are here for play, right? They think say na play we come for! Burger, fire away!” He ordered one of them holding a gun.

Juwon wasn’t sure if they were trying to scare him with that order but before he could decide either way, he saw the guy who was called Burger level his gun and fire away.

His wife and children screamed when the gunshot sounded and he turned around to see where the bullet had gone. He saw then what was apparently the remains of his daughter, Abigail, half her head blown off. He screamed. His wife heard the scream and looked up, only to see her daughter’s body and she started screaming.

When the men tried to calm her down and she refused to stop screaming or be consoled, they fired another shot, this time at their 7 year old son. His wife stopped screaming immediately and crawled as she grabbed her son.

Biodun : “Ire! Ire!” She screamed as she cradled her son to her chest, his blood seeping into her clothes. His other children started crying.
Juwon was dazed and in shock. He couldn’t believe they could shoot two of his children dead over money.

Leader: “Where is the money?
Biodun : “You evil men! We have no money! You killed my children for nothing! God will punish you!!”

Leader: “I will shoot another person.” He said to Juwon over Biodun’s ranting. “Tell me where the money is.”

Biodun : “We have…..”
Juwon : “It’s in the garage! Please, don’t shoot again, it’s in the garage! Inside the trunk of my old car in the garage!” He begged, tears leaking from his eyes.

Biodun : “So, you had money in this house?!” She screamed as she dropped her dead son and grabbed his head. “You bastard, you killed my children!! Mo gbe oh, Juwon ti pami!!”
Leader: “Stop it! You…”he pointed with his gun at Juwon “……follow them and get the money out.”

Juwon pushed the crying Biodun from himself and in shock, led the two robbers to the garage where he opened the trunk of the old chevy he put there and gave them the 10 million naira stored in two bags. When the men got back to the sitting room, they opened the bags and after agreeing that the moneywas indeed how it should be, they nodded to their boss.

Leader: “You know say you be bastard like your wife talk?” He said to Juwon. “You get the money, you con dey waste our time? Guys, finish this guy children, make we go.” He told his cohorts as he left the house carrying one bag.

His wife screamed as the rest of them started shooting his family. They left immediately they were done and he rushed over to his eldest child who was still groaning from the gunshot in his belly. He started crying as he grabbed his phone and tried to dial the police. His hands were shaking and his bloody fingers slid off his touch screen phone.

When he finally managed to dial the number, his voice shook so badly, he could not answer the dispatcher when they asked him what his address was. “Help….please…..God, please, p…….please help, us!”
…………………………………………………………………………..
Nelson walked out of the church angry and upset. How could the Pastor tell him that? How could the Pastor treat him like he was sinner or something? He had made all his money legally! He had never scammed anybody in his life and he was not a criminal. How dare that ridiculous Pastor tell him that he saw a revelation from God telling him that he, Nelson had done something evil to another person in his past.

He stood for a minute in front of the church looking for his wife and children who had come outside over an hour ago when the service had ended while he waited to see the Pastor. As he stood, he saw some people eyeing him in funny ways, refusing to approach him for their usual sycophantic greetings.

Of course, he realised the reason. His circumstances had changed. He, who used to come to church with different cars every Sunday could now be seen walking into the church premises. He had sold all 3 of his cars and the 2 cars his wife used to pay back a bank loan he wouldn’t have collected in the first place if he had an inkling about how things were going to turn out.

He picked his phone out of his pocket to call his wife but he realised as he dialled the number that he didn’t have any credit. He hissed in anger as he stared around the church grounds. He saw them then, standing by the gate waiting for him. He quickly walked in their direction.

Seun: “Where have you been? We have been standing in the sun waiting for you!” She cried.
Nelson: “Didn’t I tell you the Pastor said he wanted to see me? That’s where I’ve been.” He said as he scooped up Evans into his hands. “Lets go!”

Seun: “Erm, what did Pastor say? Did he pray for you?”

Nelson: “No, he told me bull crap. That’s all he said!”

Seun: “Haha! Pastor Jim??! That doesn’t sound like him at all oh!”

Nelson: “Would I lie against him?” He asked as they got on the road and he hailed a keke Napep.

Seun: “But, Nelson, Pastor Jim is a man of God, I believe whatever he said is revealed from God most high. He works with the Holy Spirit.”
Nelson: “I used to think so too but the Holy Spirit isn’t always right, is it?”

Seun: “Nelson, that’s blasphemy! What exactly did he say?”

Nelson: “He said God told him I did something evil in my past.”

Seun: “What? Pastor Jim said that?”
Nelson: “Oh oooooo! Didn’t I tell you?”
Seun: “But…..when did he say you did this evil?”
Nelson: “Who knows for him and his holy spirit?”

Seun kept quiet till they got home. She spent the whole afternoon ruminating. She cooked, served, cleaned, ironed and prepared for the new week but she couldn’t let go off what her husband had told her after the service. She had known Pastor Jim for 9 years and in all that time, she had never heard that he gave any false revelations so she was inclined to believe whatever he said was true.

When she met her husband at the former church they had being going 16 years ago, she had known there were some things he was working on at the time. He was a struggling Christian who still womanised, drank heavily and went to clubs. With help and prayers, he had finally let go off those bad things and become the exclusively serious and dedicated husband that he was.

What if he had done something wrong that time when he was in the world and didn’t remember? She made up her mind that she was going to visit Pastor Jim during the week and inquire from him what he told her husband.

To be continued...

Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 03, 2018, 07:32:18 AM »



(Episode 12) - Karma's Romance

A man that laid in the men’s ward of Igbobi general hospital was scared. He had broken his bones while taking a motorcycle to work that he should never have been on in the first place.

 His brother had told him to wait for him to drop him at his office but his eagerness to beat a co-worker to the office had caused him to take a bike that had landed him in trouble.

Ever since he got here, he couldn’t help being scared at the different cases around him.

 Although his leg had been set, he was still very scared and his presence in the room was worsening his condition. There were men groaning in pain all around. Some were asleep but when they were awake, they usually seemed in pain.

The man beside was almost comatose in pain. Whenever he looked at him, he felt very bad for him. He didn’t need to be told that the man would have been very handsome before whatever accident had brought him here. He looked like he would have been tall with wonderful fair skin and a full beard of hair.

Looking at him now though, his skin was grey in suffering, his beard had been shaved off haphazardly, his eyes constantly dulled out from pain and his legs were gone from the knees downward, all the man had left were thick bandaged stumps where his leg should have been. Worse still was that, in his two weeks here, the man had only gotten one visitor. An old woman who most likely would be his mother.

Anslem turned his head and saw the young man in the bed next to him watching him again. If he had the strength, he would tell the man to concentrate on his own healing. But he didn’t have the strength, neither did he have the will power. He was too tired and he wasn’t sure he cared anymore.

He turned his head from the staring young man but was careful not to look down at the stumps that were now his legs. He never wanted to see it, ever. His life was finished, he was finished. Emasculated. Destroyed. He would never be the confident, charismatic, good looking young man he once was.

What would he achieve with his legs like this? What could he ever amount to? Who amongst those women who had fluttered around him would want him now? Who would look twice at a man without legs? Caroline and her father finally got their revenge after all. He would never be anything more.

Depression ate at him as he realized he had nothing at all. All the money he had was used in taking care of his bills here, neither his wife nor children had visited, none of his numerous friends had lifted a hand to help at all. He felt very hurt, very small and very alone. The worst part was he was too much of a coward to even kill himself and end it all here and now.

While lying on the bed there, he had a lot of time to reminisce on his life and all the decisions he had made. Including the unfortunate accident that brought him here. He remembered how it had given him pleasure to lord it over a woman. To hold her life in his hands like it had been with several maids his wife had brought to their house.

Their fear had fed his ego, their cries had made him feel stronger. He had felt fulfilled making women as he believed they were, the weaker vessels. He had laughed at men who said some women were strong. It had been about the power for him, about women looking up to him in fear and trepidation, alas, that would never happen again. For he could not even frighten a baby the way he looked.

The doctors talked about prosthetics legs, that they would help him. How could he even afford it? He had no money left. His wife had taken his houses and cars from him, his father in law had taken everything else. His only surviving sibling was abroad and would not lift a finger to help him. She cut him off the day she found out he raped her husband’s younger sister and had refused to call him since he was admitted.
Now, he felt what those women had felt, what Ada had felt the night her life had gone out of her. What must she have been thinking?

 Feeling? Experiencing? How could they have buried her in such a place? An unmarked grave like she had no one. He would go back if he could. He would never have hung with those guys, never have made that stupid bet, never have started what had been the beginning of his end.

He lived with the mind numbing fear that he was finished and could do nothing about it. All the people who could help him had deserted him and he was alone with the aged mother he had never bothered to take care of when things were good.

He felt the helplessness that he was sure Ada had felt at her death. The impotent unproductive rage that left you empty and aching. All he asked God for now was forgiveness for the way he had lived his life, for the mistakes he had made, for his thoughtlessness and selfishness. If he had another chance, he cried, he would live life well. He would never hurt another person again.
But God did not answer.
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The Auditorium was crowded, the place was jam-packed full of people. The atmosphere was alive. Praise and worship had begun and the spirit was moving. The man sitting on the chair tried to move out of the way of the enthusiastic dancers around him and he searched for his church member who had pushed him there but he could not see her.

He quickly realised he would have to stand up so he would not be trampled upon by the many people trooping in and out of the stadium. It was a prayer, worship and praise night organised by one of the leading ministers of God, Pastor Dare Ajuwon. He hoped against all hope that he would be able to see the Man of God so he could receive his healing.

The vigil was huge and it only happened one night in a year. It was characterised by anointing, holy spirit baptism, healing and deliverances hence the reason why there were over 17, 000 people in the stadium that night.

2 hours to the end of the 10 hour program, James was beginning to feel desperate. He had succeeded in moving closer to the centre of the stadium where Pastor Ajuwon was but he was still yet distant away from him. At this point, all he wanted was a prayer, a little laying of hands and he would be satisfied.

When they called out those in need of healing an hour later, he ran as fast as his swollen legs could carry him to the front of the makeshift altar. Pastor Ajuwon started a series of deliverance prayers for them and James eagerly shouted Amen and waited for total deliverance from the troubles that plagued his severely weakened body.

During the prayers he felt something leave his body and he felt suddenly relieved. He walked back to his seat in less pain than he had been in for almost a year. Indeed, God was in this place, he told himself.

Barely a week later, James was rushed to the hospital again when his blood pressure suddenly rose and he was scheduled for another dialysis. After the treatment which he had been undergoing for four months, he called the doctor aside.

James: “What is my condition, doctor?”
Doctor : “Mr James, I have told you before and I will tell you again, you need that surgery, nothing else will save you!”

James: “But Doctor, I received my healing, my Kidney should have recovered. A man of God prayed for me, he did!” He cried to the Doctor desperately.

Doctor : “Mr Samuel. I have looked at your test results again, your Kidneys are barely existing at this point. I don’t know if the man of God prayed or not but God hasn’t answered yet.” He said seriously to James who started weeping on his bed.

If only, he thought to himself. If only he could go back to the young man he had been, he would have told him not to abuse his youth for he would pay for it later. He remembered how he had enjoyed taking drugs and alcohol when he was younger. He remembered being advised to stop but he hadn’t listened, he actually hadn’t cared.

He was arrested in his 3rd year for executing the gang rape of a 200 level student. With the help of his very distant father and the Police, he managed to escape. Of course, he hadn’t let that disturb or distract him from his goal. He had joined a huge criminal gang and terrorised a lot of states in the west. His mother had died from a heart attack when she heard and confirmed that her son was a criminal, an armed robber, rapist, kidnapper and Killer.

A superiority battle had eventually broken out between him and another deadly guy in the group years later. Their leader had died in a gun fight with the police and several of them had been arrested. The rest who escaped decided to regroup a few months later and they needed a new leader. He had wanted the position, so had General, his rival. In the end, General had tried to kill him to get the position so he had fled.

Coming to Lagos, he had tried hard to enter into any of the several groups and cults that existed there but he hadn’t even been given a chance. In order to join in, he had to go through the bottom first. There were several guys at the top already and none were willing to shift or even give an opportunity for a newbie to show them up.

Realising that the battle between he and General was nothing compared to Lagos Criminal politics, he had quickly shifted and gone underground, doing petty crimes and small online scams to survive, eventually he had started forming his own gang too but went out of business when majority of them were arrested.

After that, he had gone to work for a Politician who needed young men as thugs. It was in the course of doing this that he met with a group on evangelism. They spoke to him about the Salvation of Jesus and he gave his life to Christ with immediate alacrity. He couldn’t say for certain what had been different that day, for he had heard the word several times, but that minute, he gave his life to Christ.

He had gone on to join their Church, a strong bible believing church, ministering the word and bringing souls to Christ. He even went back to Bible school and was very well versed in the word of God. He stayed far away from women, drinking and smoking. He was on a path to rebuilding his life.

Later, when the Church wanted to build a parish in Ilorin, he was nominated as the person who would shepherd the new branch. He was excited and grateful for the opportunity and was almost immediately ready. He was told however that he had to get married for that responsibility. At the time, he was already 36, so he agreed, after all he wanted children.

That marriage proved his greatest undoing for it was like the woman had been brought to him as karma for all the other women he had hurt in his life. She had tormented him day and night, nagged him to deafness, stolen his money, burnt his car, torn his clothes, in private and public and refused to have children for him, she constantly took pills and mocked him with them.

He reported her several times to the Pastors at the headquarters in Lagos and they spoke to her all the time. She would promise to change and as soon as they left or dropped the call, she would threaten him severely. Sometimes pouring water on their bed so he wouldn’t sleep or locking him inside the house after taking his key out with her.

He became severely afraid of her and slept with one eye open at home. Realising things weren’t going to end, he had started sleeping in church to avoid his wife’s trouble at home. And then, one of the matured unmarried ladies started bringing him food in the evenings. She comforted him and made him feel like a man again.

He thought he knew the devil, he was very sure the devil was at home in his house but the devil left his house and came to him in church. One cold, dreary night, Sister Folami had brought him rice and pepper soup and they had ended up warming each other up on the rug in his small office.

After that, everything in his life started to fall apart. His wife burnt the house down on herself, members of the church, that had boomed from the beginning and increased even with his wife’s hysterics began to reduce gradually and soon he was left with only the very few that had started the church with him.

In his lust hazed, grief- pretending mind, he hadn’t seen that his adultery was what was causing the problems, he had assumed his wife’s death by burning had been the reason why people lost faith in the Pastor-in-charge, he had been sure that given time, he would right everything and the old members would return.

Sister Folami’s pregnancy ruined all that. When the Headquarters heard of it, he was immediately suspended and asked to report to Lagos while another Minister was appointed to his former position. He had been very angry by the Church’s dismissal of him and had refused to report in Lagos.

He married sister Folami and had opened another Church there in Ilorin. The church had never gone past the primary school room they were renting and his only members were his wife and 3 other people. When Folami lost their second pregnancy, she had become very discouraged and lost interest in the church and him. He had returned one day to find her gone and that marked the end of his stay in Ilorin.

He had returned to Lagos and joined another church. The fact that he hadn’t completed his tertiary education meant that he couldn’t get a satisfactory job and he was barely able to make ends meet. He had done small, small businesses on the side and was managing to survive before his health started to trouble him.

Not able to afford good hospital treatment, he had used local herbs (agbo) and other herbal products to deal with his health challenges and was able to temporarily diffuse his issues. Of course, it wasn’t very long before he started seeing signs he could not ignore in his body. He started peeing blood, his legs began to swell and he experienced immeasurable pain.

Eventually, his church had financed him to run a test and that’s where he found it he had end stage Kidney problems. He was told he would need to raise 8 million Naira for a surgery abroad and would also need to get a donor that would match him. His church had started helping him raise the money but he was still unable to find a willing donor.

Unwilling to die so young, without having achieved anything, he had started to run to different men of God for prayers for healing. So far, he had been to 14 of them. After the prayers, he would feel a lightening of the load but soon enough, he would realise the disease was still there.

The money the church had raised had so far been mostly expended on dialysis to keep him alive before the surgery would happen. He knew he was responsible for what was happening to him, he only wished God would have mercy on him, forgive his sins and help him out. He wasn’t ready to die yet, he still had a lot inside of him, why couldn’t God see that?

To be continued...

Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 03, 2018, 07:26:38 AM »



(Episode 11) - Karma's Romance

“Tony Igwebuike!! Come outside now!” The Principal called out on the Assembly ground, standing beside a gathering of debt ridden students.

The 13 year old bowed his heads as his mates started laughing and booing, deeply ashamed. He almost didn’t go out but he knew what Mr Osas was capable of doing to him. He stepped out of the line of JSS3 students as he heard his sister’s name also being called out.

When he had stood with the gathering, his sister also joined them, her head bowed down like his. He looked down at her and saw tears already gathering in her eyes. He wanted to hug but he knew the whole school was watching to see what would become of the debtors.

For 3 years, he had watched from the side-lines as this happened to other students all the time.

He had never seen it as wrong or felt particularly sorry for those it had happened to until it happened to him and his sister. He felt so embarrassed, he just wanted to sink into the floor and die.

When Assembly dispersed, the Principal turned to the 20 or so of them who had been called out for defaulting on school fees payment. One by one, he addressed them. When he got to Tony and his sister, who was in JSSI, he had no mercy and spoke to them like they were professional debtors like Gbenga, an SSI student who was known to never pay any school fees until Exams.

Tony felt slighted. They attended one of the best Schools in Ibadan and they had hardly ever defaulted on payment. In fact their father usually paid their fees before resumption.

 However, in the past few months, things had been going badly for their father so he couldn’t afford to give them the standard they were used to.

He felt the Principal should have considered that before lumping them in with some of the school’s worst debtor. It wasn’t fair that the first time their father defaulted on timely payment, the school treated them like shit.

Principal: “Of everyone here, Tony and Susan Igwebuike, you are the worst of all! While other parents have put in something as a testament of good faith, your parents haven’t paid a dime.

 This makes me very ashamed of you and for you. You haven’t paid for school bus and extra lessons too. Your father has told me to exercise patience with him and I have tried but the term is running to a close and exams are starting in 3 days. I’m sorry you will have to go home till your father makes some payment.” He concluded.

Tony held his sister’s hand as she started to wail, deeply distressed for he had plans to study for his exams that particular day at the school library.

Tony: “Alright sir, we will go but we don’t know the way home by ourselves…!” He said in his quiet ajebutter accent.

Principal: “Don’t worry, because of the courtesy your parents have always provided by paying promptly, we would have the school bus drop you at home with a note for your father.”

Tony nodded as the principal ordered both of them and another student to wait for the school bus while he dispersed the rest with severe warnings that they wouldn’t be allowed to write the exams without complete payment.

They waited for an hour before the School bus picked them and dropped them at home. Their mother was in her shop that was attached to the front of their huge house in felele when the bus got there. She felt her throat close when she saw her dejected children step out of the bus.

Tony and Susan : “Good morning, Mummy.”
Seun Igwebuike: “What happened?” She asked.
Tony: “We were sent away from school for owing school fees.”

Seun Igwebuike: “Oh dear!” She exclaimed as she tried not to cry. For the past few weeks, Evan, their last child had also not being going to school too because they could no longer pay his fees. She couldn’t cry in front of her children though so she hugged them and sent them inside.

When they had gone, she opened and read the politely insulting note telling her that her children would not be allowed in school until they paid their fees. As it was, she didn’t know how they were going to get those fees to pay.

Her husband, Nelson was a very hardworking man who since she met him, always seemed to have more than enough for her and their children. She had been inclined to call her husband’s life charmed for there was nothing he wanted he could not get. He was into logistics and transportation and had had almost 16 trailers moving from one end of Nigeria to another carting goods, properties, petroleum resources and others all around.

He had made a lot of money and built his official base in Lagos. When she had gotten pregnant for their second child and he was due to be abroad for a training, he had switched their base to Ibadan so she could be closer to her mother, who hailed from and still lived in Ibadan. After his return, he had decided he liked the city and had moved his family there entirely.

From Ibadan, he visited his headquarters in Lagos once every week for he had trustworthy and knowledgeable people working for him. From Ibadan, he continued to run his business and make marvellous earnings. He hadn’t allowed his wife work since they didn’t think they needed the money she would make to survive.

However, the last 4 months had been jinxed for him. Not only had they lost 11 of their buses – 8 had been engulfed by mysterious fires, 2 had been stolen by their drivers and 1 had just broken down one day- 4 had just suddenly started rusting and 1 had been involved in an accident that killed 13 people. The driver had run away and her husband was being held responsible.

She was a dedicated Christian and she liked to think God was just testing their faith but this was just too much for her to bear. She couldn’t sleep at night anymore and she had lost so much weight. She knew it was the same for her husband. Their house in Lagos was being foreclosed by the bank over a loan Nelson had apparently taken just a month ago to branch into oil and gas. If not for the sudden problems, they would have made it but now they couldn’t even afford to pay their children’s school fees which totalled less than 4 million, how would they afford to refund a loan of 139 million?

Even worse was the fact that her husband hadn’t even enjoyed the benefits of that loan that he was being made to pay for. No one had told her before she quickly built a shop in front of their house with her savings and started her provisions business. This way at least, she could afford to feed her children without them begging.

If God wasn’t testing their faith, then she was sure it was some of their family members who were ashamed of their success. God would destroy them!
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The sisters of Our Lady, Queen of Mercy sang hymns as they made their way back from Enugu in the compact Toyota hiace bus. They had gone on a medical mission to minister to the orphanages and widows in some villages in Enugu and the lord had taken control for they had shared love, help and hope to many people in children in need.

Behind them, their big bus plied the road leading to Benin. In the bus, Sister Rita was not singing. After her dreams all those months ago, she was constantly plagued by a great need to reach out to Ada’s family and tell them what she knew but it had been 20 years and she convinced herself to let sleeping dogs lie.

 Afterall, nothing she could say could bring Ada back and the people who she suspected were responsible for her death would not be so easy to find.

She sat down 2 seats behind the driver ruminating on her dreams. Just as the driver was about to make a bend, a trailer turned the corner and raced towards them with no likelihood of stopping. Their driver tried to turn their bus in another direction but he moved too fast and before they knew quite what had happened, their bus tumbled out of the way of the trailer into the gulley beside the road.

As it rolled down the steep hill and somersaulted twice, the sisters screamed for Jesus and the Blessed Virgin. And just like in her dreams, Sister Rita heard screams of agony and she saw blood, most of the blood was hers and she started crying.

When the bus stopped rolling, she saw that several of the women were okay, albeit scared. She heard voices outside as the windows were broken. She knew even as she lost consciousness that help had come, she just wasn’t sure it came for her in time.
………………………………

Rita heard the voice in her head telling her to wake up but she didn’t want to. When the prodding wouldn’t stop, she finally opened her eyes. She felt rather than saw the man standing next to her. He held a flashlight and in his hands and was shining it in her eyes.
Doctor : “Rita, can you hear me?”

Rita: “Yes…… I can.” she answered groggily as she opened her eyes and saw she was in a hospital room.

Doctor : “Okay, that’s good. Do you know your name?”

Rita: “Yes, I’m Reverend sister Rita Elomien”
Doctor : How many fingers am I raising?” He asked as he showed her four fingers.
Rita: “Four!” She said feeling tired.

Doctor : “Do you remember how you got here?”
Rita: “I…. think…yes, yes…I do. There was an accident, right?”

Doctor : “Yes, you had an accident. You were injured. You had a concussion and you broke 2 of your ribs, your left arm but you’re fine now.”
As he said that, she began to feel the pain in her midriff area. She looked and saw she had been bandaged and her left arm was in a cast.
Rita: “Oh, thank God, what of the other sisters?”
Doctor : “What?”

Rita: “The other sisters? How are they?”
Doctor : “I’m sorry, there were no other sisters brought in here. I was told you were the only one injured in the accident.”

Rita: “Me alone?” So the dream was really just for me she mumbled to herself.

Doctor : “You have been out of it for a couple of days now so I’m going to do a quick test, okay?”

She nodded her head as he took a small thin iron and touched different parts of her body. Each time, he asked her if she felt the cold iron and she said yes. When he got under her feet however, she felt nothing and she communicated her distress to him. Quickly he moved it higher.

Doctor : “Do you feel this?”
Rita: “No. no, I don’t.” She said trying not to panic.

Doctor : “How about this?” He asked as he moved to her knees. She shook her head and he quickly rounded off the tests, a worried frown on his face.

Hours later after she had been taken to the Lab to have X-rays and some other tests done and then returned, Reverend Father Paulinus came to see her bearing bad news.

Father Paulinus : “My dear, they say you have lost feeling in your legs.” He held her hands.
Rita: “Oh, dear Lord, what does that mean, father?” She asked as she cried.

Father Paulinus ; “It means you might be paralysed. Your spinal cord was affected in the accident, my child. The damage wasn’t seen quickly but they are looking at your test results now.”

Rita: “Is it forever?” She cried as she held on to his hands.

Father Paulinus : “They don’t know yet, I’m sorry, Sister Rita. Have faith in God, he will never fail you, okay?”

Rita: “Oh God, I had this dream.” She said as tears poured out of her eyes and dropped on the sky blue pillowcase. “I should have known God would punish me!”

Father Paulinus : “Do not say that, sister Rita! God isn’t punishing you, He is testing you!”
Rita: “He is, father, he is!” She cried out.

Father Paulinus: “What could you have done to deserve Gods punishment? You’re one of the kindest people I know.”

So she told him of her friend, Ada, of their quarrel, her disappearance and everything that happened since.

Father Paulinus : “Oh, Sister Rita, why didn’t you say something afterward? That was so wrong. Even if she wasn’t your friend, you should never have kept silent.”

Rita: “I’m sorry father, help me tell God that I’m sorry. Please father!”She cried louder.

Father Paulinus : “Sister Rita, the Lord is merciful, he knows and he hears you. You must restitute. As soon as you’re discharged here, you must look for her family and let them know what you know. You owe them that. Do you understand?”

She nodded still crying as the Doctor entered, coming in with another Doctor.

Doctor : “Sister Rita, I have good news.”
Rita: “What is it?”

Doctor : “We checked the damage to your spinal cord and we see you developed a cyst that gathered pus. We have assessed it and can tell you for a fact that it isn’t life threatening. We would perform a surgery and take out the cyst, it shouldn’t affect your ability to walk for too long. After the surgery, you would have a little physical therapy that will allow you to be walking in less than 3 months.”

Sister Rita : “Really?” She cried.

Doctor : “Yes, really.”

Rita: “Oh, thank you so much! Thank you, Lord!” She cried as she held tighter to father Paulinus’ hands. Glad for another chance to make it up to her friend she had betrayed.


To be continued...

Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 03, 2018, 07:14:55 AM »



(Episode 10) - Karma's Romance

Ayokunmi sat in her parent’s sitting room watching TV but not connecting with the program. She felt weighed down by the sadness that had engulfed her family and wished only that they could go back to the times they used to be so happy. At 16, she knew enough to know that only a miracle could make that happen ever again.

Her father had left the house for almost 2 months now, taking all of her siblings with him except her brother, Ayokunle. He had wanted to take her too but she had refused and insisted on staying with her mother and her younger brother who had Down’s syndrome.

After an acid fight with a woman who had had a son for her father, her mother was now badly disfigured and blind. Nobody wanted to tell her the truth but she heard that her mother had been the one to take the acid to the scene of the fight and in the course of struggling, the acid had poured on both of them.

The other woman had ingested some of it and died a few hours later at the hospital while her mother had totally destroyed herself. Her entire head looked like a big sore, her left ear had closed while her eyes had been destroyed by the acid. The only things she still had control over were her nose and mouth.

Kunmi knew that if she left with all her sisters, her father would totally abandon her mother like he had threatened and she didn’t want that to happen to her mother. She didn’t stay because she loved her mother or because her mother loved them. In fact, it had been a very long time since she had felt any kind of love from her mother’s end. But her mother was getting badly depressed and she didn’t want her to kill herself.

Today, after she got home from school, it was to find her mother fighting with the only maid left in the house. Considering that her mother couldn’t see or hear, it was a testament to the maid’s character that she hadn’t locked the door and beaten her mother properly like she deserved.

Kunmi had waged into the fight but had gotten a slap from her mother for all her efforts. Her mother had started saying mean things to her and even called her a bastard, all because she wanted to help. She felt so hurt and angry, did her mother even know how much effort she was putting into making sure she was okay?

She knew that if they lost this maid like they had lost all the others, her father would never employ another one. In a few months she would go to the University, who would then take care of the house chores or her brother?

Her mother didn’t even realise what kind of sacrifice she was making to stay with her. She could have gone with her father and sisters instead of staying in a place saturated with bitterness and anger but she didn’t. Did her mother not appreciate her?

She cleaned her eyes when she heard her phone ringing and picked up her call, seeing it was her friend, Sandra.

Kunmi: “Sandra, what’s up?”
Sandra: “Hey, dear, where are you?”
Kunmi: “At home, of course, what of you?”
Sandra: “Babe, its Friday, let’s go and hang out now.”

Kunmi: “Honestly Sandra, I’m not in the mood.”
Sandra: “Come on, Todimu is here oh!” she giggled.

Kunmi could not help rolling her eyes. Todimu was Sandra’s neighbour and she had had a crush on the handsome medical student ever since she saw him a few months ago. She knew she couldn’t pass up the opportunity.

Kunmi: “Where are we hanging out?”
Sandra: “We will go to Todimu’s place. He’s having a party.”

Kunmi: “Oh, Sandra, I want to come. I like that boy!!”
Sandra: “I know!!” She giggled.

Kunmi: “Let me ask my mom!” She quickly ran out of her room to her mother’s new room downstairs to get permission only to hear her mother fighting with her little brother who slept across the hall. She quickly retraced her steps to his room where her mother was shouting.
Lanke:“……..good-for-nothing, selfish…”

Kunmi carried her crying brother out of the room, knowing that his tears were as much from his mother’s shouts as well from his mother’s new scary looks.

Lanke: “What is happening? Where is he going?” She asked as she heard his cries getting more distant.

Kunmi: “Mummy, I’m taking him away” she answered her mother.

Lanke: “To where? You stupid disobedient bitch! How dare you?” She said as she followed after her daughter angrily and slammed into a wall. “Oh my God!! Kunmi, I will kill you!”
After dropping her brother with the maid, Kunmi decided not to tell her mother about the outing, she could not be in more problems with her mum. She quickly dressed up and left the house for Sandra’s place from where they went to Todimu’s house.
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Todimu’s parent’s house was large and quiet after the small hangout ended. Kunmi sat on the chair watching Nickoledeon, her favourite channel while he sat on the other end of the couch. At least that’s how it was until Sandra winked at her and left and he moved right beside her. She was scared at first when Sandra left but she was also pretty excited too. She had once told Sandra that she wouldn’t mind if Todimu turned out to be her first kiss.

So, while she was watching TV and he started rubbing her shoulders, she didn’t react, trying to dampen the nervous excitement inside her. When Todimu put his hands on the back of her head and turned her in his direction, she turned willingly enough and when he put his lips to hers, she allowed and even shivered a little. She finally got her first kiss.

Todimu took the kiss deeper and she was responsive. They kissed for about 3 minutes before he put his hands on her breasts. She withdrew a little at that but that didn’t stop him.

 He pushed her on the couch and put his hands under her top, trailing from her stomach to her bra covered breasts. Pushing the bra out of the way, he palmed her nipples and she pushed his hands and seeking mouth away.

Kunmi: “Todimu, please you’re going too fast.”
Todimu: “Going too fast as how? You want this now, what’s wrong with you? Your friend told me you had been panting after me for a while now so why are you acting up?”

Kunmi pushed him away from on top her as she got up from the chair.

Kunmi: “What do you mean by that? Yes, I had a crush on you, that doesn’t mean I expect you to try and have sex with me!”

Todimu: “Don’t dare play with me.” He said menacingly as he took off the belt on his jean trousers and unzipped. “I paid your friend for you already so don’t waste my time!!”

Kunmi: “Wh….ich friend?” She asked as she moved a step back, seeing the look of determination on Todimu’s face. “I don’t know what Sandra told you but I am not that kind of girl at all.”

Kunmi circled behind the chair to avoid Todimu. Opposite her, he took off his trousers and boxers, she saw his organ, bulging. Quickly, she ran towards the door and tried to open it only to find it had been locked. There, Todimu tackled her against the door and pushed her to the floor. She started screaming for help as Todimu tore off her top and grabbed her breasts.

His hands seemed to be everywhere at once and her tears and struggles seemed useless against him. He pushed up her flared skirt and tore off her panties and she cried even louder. She felt like she was going to be torn into two when he thrust into her violently and she nearly died then. It seemed to go on forever and by the time he was done, she was too shocked to even stand up.

Todimu: He stood up, smiled at her on the floor. “Sandra was right, you are very hot oh!” He picked up his clothing scattered in the small sitting room and went into a room. When he came back outside she was gone.

As Kunmi left his house, her torn shirt covering her breasts, she seemed mindless. She dialled her father’s number on automaton and told him where she was. She had walked almost all the way home when her father’s car stopped beside her. When he got out of the car and rushed to grab her, she went into his arms, bawling her eyes out.

Although all she wanted to do at that point was wash herself, her father insisted they go to hospital and also report to the Police. After much cajoling, she tearfully agreed and allowed him to take her to their family hospital where she was attended to. An hour later, he had called in a favour and 2 police women were there to question her and take her statement.

Her father felt incredibly guilty for leaving her with her mother despite knowing how selfish Lanke was and how much worse she would be right now. He also knew deep in his heart that he was responsible for how scattered his family was. His and his parent’s desire for a son had made him behave irresponsibly and had jeopardised the life of everyone connected to him.

As the police interviewed his daughter, he waited in the hospital corridor and started crying. He wished something like this hadn’t happened to Kunmi. She was goodness and kindness together and she didn’t deserve this punishment for the failings of her parents. He made a decision then, he would get Kunmi and her brother to come and stay with him and their other siblings, he would sell the old house and put Lanke in a nursing home somewhere.

A few hours after that, Todimu and Sandra were arrested while Lanke paced in a circle at home with her walking stick, not knowing where her daughter was. She was still pacing when she heard the door open,

Lanke: “Kunmi, is that you?!! Where have you been?!! Did you…?”
Lanre: “It’s not Kunmi, it is me, Lanre.”
Lanke: “Oh, what are you doing here?” She sneered.

Lanre: “Something happened and I wanted you to know…..” He sighed as he sat on the sofa.
Lanke: “I don’t want to know. Thank you!” She folded her arms across her chest and turned away from the sound of his voice.

Lanre looked at her from his position and was still amazed at how she looked. Lanke used to be so beautiful and elegant, with lovely teeth and gorgeous hair. These days she looked like a very ugly monster. They used to be so in lust, they called themselves Lanlan until he couldn’t stand her or their marriage anymore. He knew he failed and this was his punishment.

Lanre: “Kunmi went out to her friend’s place, her friend took her to a boy’s house and there, she was raped.”

Lanke: Gasping “Nooooo! You’re lying!! You’re lying!”

Lanre: “I am not!” He shouted at her as she covered her working ear and shook her head.
Lanke: “No, God, please no!”
Lanre: “The boy and Sandra have been arrested.”

Lanke: “Sandra? It was Sandra? How could Sandra do that to Kunmi? How could she? They were friends!!” She cried out even as she knew the answer to that question.

She moved herself to the single seater couch and started crying, seemingly heartbroken.

Lanre: “Lanke, it’s okay.” He was surprised at her tears, he had expected anger and plans for retribution, not this apparent heartbreak. He stood up and tried not to cringe as he went to comfort her. “We have arrested them, Lanke. I will make sure they are properly dealt with and punished.”

Lanke: “It’s my fault!” She said dejected. “It’s my fault.”

Lanre: “No, it isn’t. It was a terrible thing to happen to our child but if anyone has a fault here, it’s me.”

Lanke: She shrugged the hands he had been rubbing on her back away. “You think I don’t know what I’m saying?” She screamed. “God is punishing me!! Me!! Me!! Me!!””

Lanre: “Lanke, calm down. God won’t p…….”
Lanke: “I betrayed my friends in school. When I was a student, I led a friend to a group of guys and I knew one of them planned to rape her. I was even happy about it and i wanted to follow them so I could watch….”

Lanre: “Lanke, Jesus! You didn’t!!”
Lanke: “I did. I did! The worst part was she never returned. I don’t know what happened to her but she didn’t return to school again!!” she wept.

Lanre: “She left school without mentioning your name?
Lanke: “No, I think they killed her after that day but I never told anyone…”
Lanre: “Oh my God, you are evil.”

Lanke: “I know!” She cried, “God is punishing me!! On top of everything, when my closest friend threatened to unravel her secret, I told the guys about it and I would have led her to them too if she hadn’t packed her things and left the school. I deserve what is happening to me.” She cried out but there were no tears for she had no eyes.

Lanre: “Yes, you deserve what happened to you! My daughter however did not deserve that fate but the evil you did brought this upon her. You selfish, wicked bitch!! You’re evil; and I never want to see you again. Tomorrow, when Kunmi is released from the hospital, I will have her come and pack her things and Kunle too. Then I will wash my hands off you!! No wonder you could kill Odun so easily!!”

Lanke: “Nooo! Lanre, please don’t leave me here alone, those children are all I have left!” She cried out but her only answer was the sound of the door slamming. Lanre had gone.

Later that night, she wondered if she would have done anything in her life differently. At 39, her life should just be starting but hers was almost over. She had 6 children, 1 was retarded, four had left her without a backward glance and the one who was kind enough to stay had been dealt with, a recompense for her mother’s sin.

She thought back to the time with Ada and realised how mean and selfish she had been to actually lead a friend out to rape, humiliation and death. She thought she had gotten away with it but she didn’t know that Karma was just in front, waiting for her.

She wept bitterly for the dreams she would never see fulfilled and for the children who would not miss her and the husband who would probably be relieved if she ceased to exist. She opened her bedside drawer and got out all the drugs prescribed for her and poured them out of their bottles and unto her bed. After saying a short prayer for God to accept her soul, she picked as many as she could and swallowed them at once.

An hour later, Lanke was gone.

To be continued...

Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 02, 2018, 07:50:29 AM »



(Episode 9) - Karma's Romance

Kachi watched, his heart in his throat as the jury convened after 14 hours of deliberation on his case. He sat beside his very expensive lawyer, Jeremiah Sands and held his breath, hoping and praying for the best even as tears slipped out of his eyes. God, what had he done to
deserve this?

Mr Sands : “Pull yourself together, Mr Onwumere. I know how tough this is but you must not lose hope. Anything can happen at this moment, I need you to concentrate.”

Kachi : “I can’t!! My life is finished!” He cried as he thought of all he had been through in the past 2 months.

He had come back to the huge 6 bedroom house he shared with his Black American older wife one evening almost 10 weeks ago and had
been vaguely surprised when he could not find his wife and children, never thinking anything was amiss. He had searched all over the house and had eventually gone into the basement where he had found the body of his wife and that of his 2 young children, Mason and
Charlotte.

He had screamed several times and checked to see if they were still alive, they weren’t. He checked their bloodied bodies and saw they had all been stabbed several times and left for dead but he didn’t know by whom. He sat there shocked for almost an hour before he decided to move. Believing, erroneously that he was going to be the first suspect for the murder of his wife and children, he stupidly didn’t call the
police.

Later that night, around 10pm, after making sure none of their surburban neigbours were awake or prowling, he had bundled the
bodies of his wife, 6 year old daughter and 4 year old son into big disposable bags, taken them out to his wife’s sedan and driven to the
corner of a deserted airfield a county away and buried them without telling anyone. He came back, cleaned up and made preparations to
leave the vicinity.

A few days before the murder, he and his wife had pulled a very big scam involving almost 30 million dollars and had already packed up in
readiness to leave the country with their children before the FBI caught up with them. He had personally cleaned out their accounts and made plans that would enable them leave the following week.

The next morning however, just after he finished packing up, the NYPD arrived at his door and arrested him for the murder of his wife and
children. According to them, his motive had been the tidy sum of 30 million dollars his wife had siphoned from the company where she had
worked.

They believed he and his wife had been partners in the scheme but when the time to share the money came, he had gotten greedy and decided to make away with the money all alone so had killed his wife and children and had buried them disrespectfully.

His pleas and denials made no difference to them. They had evidence that screams were heard in his house at the time of their death, his
finger prints were found on the murder weapon, a long kitchen knife that had been in his kitchen for years, his fingerprints were also on the
shovel used to bury them and his bloodied shirt found where he had buried it along with their bodies.

They also had evidence that he had closed all of his wife’s accounts before the murder and so the murder had been premeditated. He tried
to tell them that he met them dead when he got home but there was no proof that anyone else had been in the house or that the house was
broken into. He also tried to convince them that he had only buried them out of fear for his own life but that to them was further confirmation that he had indeed killed them.

His case had only been investigated for only a few days before the investigating officers had been sure they had enough on him to bring
him to court and nail him. The case was very high profile because of the role his wife had played in embezzling from a huge conglomerate.

A whole month of examination of witnesses and the suspect himself had drained him and left him feeling hopeless. The Prosecution’s
witnesses, which included members of his wife’s family had mentioned several times how he and his wife had constantly had problems and even neighbours could testify to the fact that they were always fighting.

Kachi agreed he and Dorothea had had issues but he had loved her and his kids. No woman had ever suited him so well. Despite the fact
that she was older than him, she had treated him like he was boss and hadn’t even minded his womanising at the beginning of their marriage and when she had found out about how he specialised in Scamming people for a living, all she had wanted was to join in the business.

Turned out, she had a flair for scamming. She had a natural gift for making people comfortable and she could blend in with any crowd.

From the moment she joined him, he witnessed amazing growth in his business and he became even more grounded as a husband and
father. He stopped womanising and keeping late nights but was more focused on business and his family.

Their business had boomed and soon, they executed several high profile embezzlement schemes that left them very rich, comfortable
and under the radar of the FBI. However, because of how careful they were, no one could get them easily which was why he selfishly hadn’t called the police when he got home to see his family murdered. He hadn’t wanted their backgrounds investigated.

If he had known this would happen, he would have called the police and faced an embezzlement case instead of going through a murder trial, he though as he wept sadly. A lot of the money he and his wife had scammed out of innocent people had gone into getting a good lawyer to get him out of spending the rest of his life in prison and he wasn’t even sure he succeeded.

As he sat in his orange scrub at the defence table, looking at the men and women who held his life in their hands, he promised himself and
God that if he ever got out of this, he would go back to Nigeria and live the rest of his life as a peace-loving farmer.

Judge : “Has the jury reached a verdict?”
Foreman of the Jury: “Yes Your Honor, we have.”

Judge : “Will the defendant rise to hear the decision of the Jury?”

Kachi rose, along with his lawyers as he tried to put on an air of composure but inside he had failed woefully, he was really, really afraid. This pronouncement could mean life or death for him.

FOTJ : “In the case of the State of New York versus Mr Kachi Onwumere, we the jury find the defendant guilty of first degree murder with intent.”

Kachi fainted as the people in the courtroom started jubilating.
***
Biggie felt very heavy as he switched off the TV, the depression he felt as he saw what had become of a guy he used to call friend left him
feeling very sad. He walked to the windows of his house on the island and looked out. He was unable to remove Kachi’s miserable face from
his mind and he wished after all this time that they could go back to who they used to be before life separated them.

He and Kachi had known each other since they were children. They had played together and run around together. Whatever he had done, Kachi had done and they had gone to the same schools all their lives.

When he had gotten admission into Rhaddeus and Kachi hadn’t been able to afford it, they had worked hard to ensure Kachi went to the
state University so they could still be close.

After that though, things had gone downhill fast. When he had started dating Debo immediately he got into school, Kachi had felt jealous, alone and resentful. In a bid to make up for his sudden preoccupation with a girl, he introduced Kachi to the guys he had just started hanging out with, without finding out their real characters.

It wasn’t long before the easily corruptible Kachi had started manifesting different attitudes. By the time he learnt who and what
the guys he had introduced Kachi to actually were, Kachi had been too far gone. He had hung out with the guys so he could monitor Kachi
and get him out of their clutches but the idiot had only sunk deeper.

As he remembered the scene on the high profile televised trial, he wanted to believe that Kachi was incapable of doing what he had been accused of but he wasn’t sure. The Kachi he had known had been a part of a group of guys who were responsible for the disappearance of a teenage girl years ago who was found only a few months ago, dead and buried.

No, Biggie knew that whatever Kachi had been accused of doing, he was very capable of doing. As he started outside his window brooding, he felt arms wrap around his waist and he held unto them as his wife leaned forward and he saw her worried face.

Debo : “What is it?”
Biggie: “It’s nothing.”
Debo : “No, don’t say that. It’s something, just tell me what.”
Biggie: “They found Kachi guilty of murder”
Debo : “Oh, dear! What does that mean for him?”
Biggie: “Murder in the First degree? It would be a miracle if he got life
imprisonment.”
Debo : “You think they would kill him?”
Biggie nodded his head
Debo : “Oh dear, I’m so sorry. I know you were hoping for a different outcome"

Biggie: “I was but you know what? I’m not surprised. I knew something was going to happen to him very soon. Ever since, they
found Ada’s body, I knew a time of reckoning would come for all of us.”

Debo : “All of us? You had nothing to do with it!!”
Biggie: “I knew they were thinking of something!”

Debo : “You told them to stop but they didn’t listen. That’s not on you!!”

Biggie: “And what did I do after I realised that? Nothing!”
Debo : “It wasn’t your place, baby. It wasn’t, you went your own way.”

Biggie: “Sometimes, silence is just as bad a betrayal.”

Debo : “Look at me!” She said as she dragged his face towards hers, “You are not responsible for what happened, okay? We have paid our
dues. We have suffered and waited for whatever sins we committed.”

She said as she took his hand and placed it against her enormous belly. “God won’t punish us for something we weren’t responsible for.
You didn’t know so He can’t hold you accountable. Okay?”

Biggie: “Okay!”
Debo : “Good. Now, come and give me a massage and leave God to take care of his own” She dragged him and he laughed as he followed her upstairs.

He really had paid his dues, he and Debo had gotten married almost immediately after their Youth service and started building their lives
together. It came as a surprise first and a trial later when they weren’t able to have a child for several years of their marriage. When they
started having money, they had run all the requisite tests necessary but the doctors hadn’t found anything wrong with them.

When Debo hadn’t taken in for years, she was sure Biggie would leave her but he hadn’t. Besides the fact that he loved her quite desperately, he had been very sure that God was punishing him for keeping silent over the disappearance of Ada. It took him a while to accept that he wasn’t going to suffer indefinitely for something he hadn’t known
about.

It came as a surprise when after 16 years of marriage, after they had stopped trying that Debo had fallen sick only for them to realise that she was pregnant with twins. He was so grateful, he couldn’t hide his gratitude to God for the miracle of a pregnancy that they had never had before. All he was asking God now was to forgive his sins and let his wife deliver safely.

To be continued...

Story by: Adelove
Posted by: Miss Ifeoluwa
« on: August 02, 2018, 07:33:49 AM »



(Episode 8) - Karma's Romance

Anslem marched swiftly into the reception of Alpha pharmaceuticals, angry and desperate. His tall and handsome bearing used to make the women in the office swoon whenever he entered and his casual greeting of Hi was enough to make any woman’s day. He was the darling of Alpha pharmaceuticals and he lived up to that role.

Today as he walked in, his panty dropping grin was missing and the girls who usually lined up to say hi and flirt with him were busy whispering about him behind their palms. He wasn’t moved, he hadn’t come here for them, he was here to reclaim his position as COO of Alpha. No one could get rid of him that easily.

He entered the elevator and made his way to the 4 th floor CEO’s office. As he entered, he watched as the PA, the secretary and assistant of the CEO all stood up simultaneously to block his path. He could not believe his eyes.

Brenda, the PA had been warming his bed regularly until 4 months ago when she realised she was pregnant for her fiancée and Joke, the Assistant had been giving him the eye for over 2 years but he had never taken her up on it, she was not his taste. The only one of them who had never given him the time of day was the secretary, old, haggard Mrs Lawson, who had never hidden the fact that she did not like him.

Anslem: “I want to see Oga.” He told the women as he cleared his throat.

Mrs Lawson : “I’m sorry, Oga has said that you should not be allowed in.” she said rather smugly.

Anslem: “What does that even mean? I am to be the future CEO of this company, go and tell him I want to see him.”

Brenda: “Sir, can you show a little respect here? No one is your servant here.”

Anslem was shocked, Brenda had never spoken so rudely to him. She had always been good and kind and responsive to him. Had she been faking it all along while she let him screw her?

Anslem: “Brenda, don’t forget yourself! Address me with respect, okay?”

Joke: “She will talk to you anyway she chooses, please sir, you must leave the office now.”

Anslem: “Was I talking to you, I know your bitterness stems from the fact that I never paid any attention to you despite all your pleas.”

Joke: Audibly gasped. How dare he? This stupid fool who had been unable to keep his marriage or his children? Where did he think he got off talking to her like that?“Who wanted you? You?!” She laughed clapping her hands together dramatically “You, that your Penis is everywhere like pure water? You that has no value!! Oshi!”

Anslem: “Who do you think you’re talking to? You stupid, senseless bitch! I will slap you!!”

Joke: “Slap me!! Slap me!! Isn’t that what they say you have been doing to your wife at home! Senseless animal!!”

Mrs Lawson : “Joke, that’s eno……”

Anslem grabbed Joke and slapped her before the other women could intervene. He lifted his hands and gave her another slap and shouts erupted. Mrs Lawson grabbed her shoes and started beating him across his back while Joke, crying, spat in his face and bit him. The pregnant Brenda stabbed him with an office pin on his butt from a safe distance and he howled in pain.

“What is going on here?” They all heard and separated themselves.

“What happened here?” The CEO asked when he saw tears running down Joke’s face.

Mrs Lawson : “This man came in here and when we said he couldn’t see you, he started beating Joke anyhow.”

CEO: “Really, Anslem, do you have no limits? You have now moved from beating your wife to beating other people’s wives, right? You stupid, shameless man!”

Anslem: “No sir, please listen sir, whatever Caroline told you, she’s lying. I would never hurt my wife sir!”

CEO: “You have forgotten Caroline is my daughter and I know her.”

The CEO shouted very angry. “I’ve known for a while that things were wrong in your marriage but I kept quiet thinking you would work on it. I know how you were sleeping with all the girls in this building including that idiot behind you but still I said nothing. But to find out that you tried to rape your own child?” Behind them, the three women gasped.

“You’re a disgusting man and I want you out of here, NOW!!”

Anslem: “Sir….” He begged kneeling down, “I would never do that to my child, I was only checking some things….”

CEO: “Inside the private parts of your 8 year old daughter??!!” His eyes goggled at the handsome nincompoop he had called son in law. “What were you looking for? Money? Or your car keys? And all the other incidents! The rape of your maids! The way you have been beating your wife to keep her quiet? How you have been destroying those women’s lives? If I was a better person, I would have you arrested. Just count your blessings and stay away from my children and grandchildren. Mrs Lawson, call security.”

Anslem: “Alright sir, let me take some things from my office, I beg you sir. We can sort out all the other issues later.”

CEO: “No way!! You’ll take nothing. You came in here with nothing and empty you will go. And we have no other issues to sort out!” At this point, two security men arrived. “Bundle this animal and throw him outside the gate!!”

Without words, the security men dragged and pushed him into the elevators, down the corridor and out of the building. He saw people looking at him and talking. The men who had envied his quick rise to success and his way with women, the women who had slept with him and been angry when he moved on and other people who hated him just because.

The security men dropped him outside the gate, making sure he fell down and rolled and made a mess of his suit. He stood up and felt like crying. He had been good to those guys. He had always complimented and tipped them. That was human nature, he wasn’t up anymore so they treated him like trash. Even Brenda, who only a few months ago had been willing to do it anywhere with him.

He stood up and dusted his suit, tears pricking a corner of his eyes.

How the mighty have fallen, he told himself as he cleaned his eyes and started walking away. His cars were gone, they were all trapped within the compound of the house he had been told he could not return to.

He tried to remember what had started the entire nightmare in his life but he couldn’t recollect how he got there. All he could say was it was obviously the devil. Or how else could he explain the sudden erection he had been having for weeks anytime he saw his daughter? Especially when she went about naked or tied a towel when having her bath.

As a rule, he wasn’t particularly close to his children and he didn’t bother about their welfare beyond their school fees, upkeep, and clothing and holiday allowances so he had probably roused his wife’s suspicions when he had started spending so much time with the children 3 weeks ago. She must have known he was up to something and he should have known she knew.

All his life, his good looks and charisma had always ensured that he got what he wanted from women and when he couldn’t get it nicely, he took it by force. He would never admit that taking it by force was usually more pleasurable to just been given. He had never wanted a woman he couldn’t get and that was why when he started having an erection around his child, he knew he had to satisfy it.

A week ago, he had sent everyone out to the pool on Saturday afternoon and lured his daughter into the bedroom with tales of ice-cream. The girl, who was hungry for a taste of her father’s love had followed him inside and promised not to tell anyone that he had fingered and licked her private part even though she had cried after what he did.

That night though, as he lay in bed, he had known that he had to finish what he started so he went back downstairs to her bedroom and called her into his library. He had been about to put his penis into her when his wife and 2 maids burst in on them. That night, she had called her parents despite all his pleas and threats and he had found himself thrown out of his own house. Granted that, his Father-in-law bought it for them.

He could not believe his wife had betrayed him for something so small. Over their 12 years of marriage, he had forcefully had sex with 4 of their household staff and mutually agreed affairs with at least 6 others that she had found out about yet she had never reported him.

He had beaten her several times when she complained of his inability to keep his Penis in his trousers and his constant spending of their money on prostitutes yet she covered for him.

Some women he had slept with had attacked her and mocked her, some from the office had even jeered her to her face and still she didn’t complain. This time, all he had done was just touch a child that was his as much as hers and she had reported him to the whole world. Stupid woman!! That’s what happens when a man marries a spoilt brat and works for the father of the brat!

She probably thought he was finished because they took his houses, cars, clothes and everything else he owned. Well, they were wrong! If there was anything Anslem knew how to do best, it was recover.

He was deep in thought as he crossed the highway that he wasn’t used to. He never saw the Ford explorer coming and so he did not know what hit him. When he landed in the gutter a few metres away, his eyes were already closed.

To be continued...

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