THE QUICK FATE
As I turned back from locking the door, he was already behind me and my heart jumped into my mouth. He fell on his knees and looked into my face.
‘I have never killed anybody in my life until today. I killed your joy, your hope, your future and everything about you in general. Please, the Bible says he that kills with the sword, the same shall be killed with the sword. Please, have your way’ he said and bent his neck, pointing at left side.
‘This is where the jugular is. Just t—-t the knife and cut it. I would be forever gone’ he said and I looked on in amazement.
He knew the Bible.
He knew the jugular
He had never killed before
He was remorseful
Who is this guy?
‘Sir, the reverse is the case o. I brought this knife here so you could finish what you started.’ I said and knelt down before him too.
‘What?’ he asked me, so surprised that he shifted backwards.
‘This is my neck and thank God you know the jugular. Aren’t you a hired assassin? Please finish your job. Kill me! You did an incomplete job the other time. Now, please kill me’ I cried out with a serious voice.
I really wanted to die!
But I could not kill myself. I was a coward!
The guy fell to the ground, his hands still in bounds and cried so hard that I had to really think over and over again to be sure that he was the one that reeked of alcohol and raped me few hours ago.
‘Forgive me please. I have ruined everything…please forgive…’ he kept on saying when I got mad!
‘Forgive you for what? Are you mad? Forgive you for raping me or forgive you for climbing me with your filthy dirty body? or forgive you for taking my so much kept and treasured virginity? or forgive you for making my husband to walk out on me? or forgive you for making my wedding to be cancelled? Forgive you for what?’ I screamed so loudly that Briton had to growl loudly and swirl around in a circle.
‘I don’t have any excuse madam. I will go to the jail if that is…’ he was saying when I banged the wall with the knife.
‘What is my business with this jail thing that you have been shouting about? If you wanted to go to jail, why couldn’t you go to jail on your own? Why? Why must you drag others into serious problems like this? Why?’ I cried out, throwing the knife away. I knelt beside the guy and started punching him as I cried ‘why?’ repeatedly. He continued wailing and shaking in his tears.
As I hit him on and he allowed me, I felt that there was something about the guy. Something that made the situation weird.
He coughed as he swallowed loudly. I tried pulling him up but he was too muscularly built for me. He sat up and covered his face with his neat and beautiful hands.
‘Isn’t this guy a gangster? What’s with the beautiful hands?’ I asked myself. Then I pulled at his singlet and forced him to look into my face
‘Who are you? Please who are you? Talk to me. you can’t just walk into my life from nowhere, leave me destroyed and say you want to go to jail’ I screamed on and slapped his laps repeatedly hard.
‘My name is Nathaniel but I am called Niel’ he said and I shook my head
‘So, you are even a Christian? Why would you do this to a fellow Christian?’ I asked in a shaky voice.
‘I was living in England before now’ he said and I watched on.
‘I asked my dad to find me a nice Nigerian lady that I can marry and he met with one of his friends to discuss the matter’ he explained on and I wondered how the long story was my business.
‘So what? What is my own business?’ I asked furiously and he gave me a calm look with his bloodshot eyes that made me to keep quiet.
‘My dad met with your dad and your dad promised to give you to me as wife’ He said and I blinked so hard to process the words I had just heard.
‘What!’ I exclaimed as I rest my back against the wall, panting with the intense headache in my head.
‘He asked me to pay 10000 pounds and get him a car before he would give you to me which I promptly did. I sent him 15000 pounds and a brand new range rover, not because I had the money but I had to do numerous overtimes before I could meet up’ he explained on and on and my heartbeat became a drum set giving different rhythmic sounds of anxiety
‘I went online to read stories about you and I was happy that I was getting married to a medical personnel like me. I am a medical doctor. I have a comfortable mortgage and all in preparation for our marriage until last week when I saw on the newspaper that you were getting married to somebody else’ he said, wiping the beads of sweat from off his forehead.
‘My saviour!’ I exclaimed loudly as I realised how terribly my father had dealt with me.
‘I called my father who confirmed it and he asked me to come home. I was very mad at your father until I met him at a beer parlour. I followed him there to monitor him. He didn’t recognise me though. At the beer parlour, he started discussing about you again saying you were chaste, untouched and all.’ He explained and broke down crying.
I was confused.you can hi ishmeal on+233544142683 to be added to our watsap page for more stories. Who was to blame here? My boastful irresponsible father with his scams or this Niel who allowed the devil to use him against me? What a mess!
‘My friends saw my pains and started urging me to drink to forget my sorrow. I drank to stupor and they led me in here, advising me to take what belonged to me. To tell the whole world that he was just making mouth and that no virgin existed. That was why…’ he was saying when he broke down into tears again.
Sharp pain ran through my head down my spine to my feet. It felt like I was running mad and that the whole world was crashing down.
‘Your dad was the one at fault not you. I should never have done that. Please forgive me’ he cried on and on, going back to his knees from his sitting position. He held my legs.
‘I heard you are a Christian. Now I know better. Now I know! Please, lead me to Jesus. I am ready to accept him as my Lord and Saviour. Please save me’ he cried on the more and I looked into his face with my mouth suspended and my eyes widened
Isn’t this craziness? Lead you to Christ? How is that possible? Nothing is working out right for me and you are asking me to preach to you.
Holy Spirit silent!
Preach to you?
Which kind thing be that?
I closed my eyes, tilted my chin, squeezed my face, stretched out my arms and let out a heart wrenching cry that made even me shiver with great intensity.
Where do I go from now?
Somebody should please talk to me since God is silent!
To be continued
THE QUIRK OF FATE
Episode 7 -8
I was the evangelism coordinator of my Campus fellowship when I was at the University of Lagos and I knew quite alright what a soul- a single one meant unto the Lord.
But not now!
Not when my life had come to a standstill and it looked as if my world had come crashing.
By now, all my friends and families that had prepared for the ceremony tomorrow would have started wondering what happened when my parents call to inform them about the cancellation.
My colleagues from Australia too would have to cancel their flights as there was no need travelling from Europe to Africa again!
‘Here this non-entity wants to rope my legs with God! God! God!’
‘And I say No! No! No!’
I was as weak and light as a paper!
If a two-year old baby pushed me, I would fall!
My head rose as I thought about what I should do to my father.
I had heard some rumours that he had been involved in a lot of scam promising me to different families as bride as long as they could provide this or that. But never could I imagine that it was going to be as bad as this.
I can’t live in this world anymore
I can’t love or trust anymore so what more can I do but to die!
“Princess’’ Niel called me calmly. I looked into his face and hissed.
“See Niel, to be factual, there is hell and there is heaven” I started with my mouth twisted to the side. He listened with rapt attention, his head bowed.
“I have preached to many people about the fact that they should not miss heaven and all that because heaven is described as beautiful with endless fellowship with our creator, lord and master” I explained on and he nodded in comprehension.
My silent, cool voice became violent and bass when of a sudden I caught his two shoulders with indescribable strength and shook him vehemently.
“But we can’t go there!” I screamed into his ears. He looked very shaken but I didn’t care.
“Princess…” he was saying when I growled and made a dangerous look.
“We can’t go there! We are going to hell together because with this knife here, I will kill you, then before life goes out of you, you will kill…” I was saying when of a sudden there was a gentle breeze in the pen.
I loosened my grasp on him and we looked at each other, greatly surprised. The window was locked and the door was too. How on earth did breeze come in that way?
Niel fell to the ground and I looked at him with great fear. I started shaking him vigorously.
“This is becoming serious for me o.” I cried out, beating my laps in anguish
Who on earth who believe that I wasn’t the one that killed this guy if he died.
He has to wake up! I thought aloud as I started shaking him vigorously
“Wake up Niel! I hope this guy doesn’t have an incurable disease o. How would an agile guy like this just fall down and die?” I cried out and laid on the floor beside him. I was so weak as I cried “Why Lord!” repeatedly
“Balaam!” I heard a voice call out calmly and confidently. I looked around and I saw nothing. Even Briton was already fast asleep!
Everything was just strange.
Whose voice was that?
“Is anyone there?” I asked, sitting up, very frightened
“Balaam! Verily verily I say unto you. You’re a Balaam and you are Balaam” the voice went on to say and I was baffled. Who was talking to me?
Where was the person?
I started wheezing! That was another strange thing because I had never had asthma.
“My God! I will run mad o! What is happening to me? Why are strange occurrences coming my way like this?” I wheezed on and on until I fell to the ground and passed out.
THE QUICK FATE
The stadium was almost empty but for a horse, a man with a blindfold on his face and another man in white who were in the middle of the stadium as if in a competition.
“Sir, is this a competition? Where are the other contestants?” I asked the man in white.
“Princess, this is life. It is no competition. This man is the only one running the race on this horse” he said beautifully and it was not clear to me
“So, what is the blindfold on his face for?” I asked and the man in white smiled
“That is how everyone is as a Christian. You are blind. You do not know where to go and what goes on around you” he explained on and I was confused the more.
“So, how is the man going to know where he is going to and how to get there?” I asked again and the man in white smiled.
“That is why I am here. As long as he follows, he won’t miss the way. This man is about to start going now. Let’s go together with him” he said and I started walking with the man in white while the horse and its rider followed from behind.
As we approached a very large signpost with the inscription ‘The Will of God’, the horse made a very loud whine and I looked behind me.
The blindfold on the face of the man was no more there. The horse had turned to the left and the man was smiling happily as he looked at something afar off.
I moved towards his side to check what was making him smile. It was a glittering entrance with the signpost ‘The Beautiful Will of God”
As he pulled the bridle of the horse, the horse raced off in the direction of the glittering signpost and I looked at the man in white who had worn a sad face
“He is gone!” I said and he shook his head
“It is a deception. There is nothing like the beautiful will of God. His will is his will. It is going to be beautiful in its own way!” he said painfully and looked sad.
“His eyes are opened! Your eyes can’t be opened and you will say you would be led. There are lots of distractions out there. Come with me” the man said again and the gate of the ‘Will of God’ opened wide. I saw a very large, expanse of Greenland. I smiled happily as it was very colorful with fruits of many kinds.
“This was for him” the man in white said and I opened my mouth wide
“Was?” I asked and he shook his head
“But for his many savings, he would have missed this beautiful Greenland. Now, I have to go after him if perhaps he notices my presence, he would come back” he said in a caring tone.
As I walked with him down the road the man had passed, I started ruminating over everything the man had just told me.
“But sir, savings?” I asked and he smiled
“You will get to understand later” he said and we went on.
The man in white reached for his pocket and brought out a remote control which he pressed and we heard the loud whining of the horse. I looked at his face inquisitively
“I just stopped the horse abruptly” he said and we watched from afar as the man beat the horse to move.
The horse was almost entering the glittering entrance when it was halted and I could see the anxiety on the man’s face as he shouted ‘Move!’ to no avail.
“Help him” I told the man in white and he looked at me and smiled
“His father employed me to be his professional guide. He should call me if he needs me” He said and I started screaming
“Your guide is here. Call him” I shouted. He looked at me and hissed
“Leave me! Can you live in that old castle he was leading me to? Leave me! Move!” he beat the horse the more and the man in white shook his head. He pressed a remote control and the glittering gate opened.
I was so shocked as I saw a very fallow ground with thorns and thistles and different crawling insects and cobwebs. I held my chest and looked at the man on the horse. He was carried away with beating the horse that he didn’t see the gate opened.
“The entrance is fine but its dirty inside. Don’t go!” I screamed and he was obviously furious. I ran towards him and started pulling at him anxiously to get down the horse.
“’Please, don’t pull me. Leave me and let me go into this place. This place appeals to me. Please” he cried and I looked into his adamant face. I dragged him off the horse angrily.
“That place is not good!” I said firmly.
In an attempt to drag him off the horse, I forgot his legs were held together in a slide and thereby, I broke his leg. He screamed and screamed in pain but I didn’t want him to go into the entrance. It was horrible!
“You have killed me!” he cried as he dug his nails into my hands in pain. I felt very bad but I kept on dragging him on the shrubs till we got to the man in white
“I am sorry. Its for your own good” I said to him and he screamed the more as I dragged him with the man in white in front of us.
As his screams died away gradually due to loss of his strength, we got to the entrance of the ‘Will of God’ gate.
I pulled him inside and an ambulance was at the gate ready to take him away.
“Thank you ma. He would be okay” the nurses said and they turned away with the gate closing behind them. I looked into the man in white’s face, smiling very gladly. I was greatly satisfied but the look on his face was sad.
“What is the matter?” I asked and he shook his head
“How do you feel after the struggle?” he asked and I smiled again
“I feel very great!” I exclaimed and he shook his head again
“Princess” he called out
“Princess” he called out again
I was losing my patience!
“Yes sir!” I responded again
“But that was you!” he said and I checked myself through
“Me?” I asked to be sure
“Yes you! Following the Holy Spirit’s leading was your doing all along because he was the one employed by the Father to serve as your guide. You have many guides- your mother, your friends, your pastors, your counselors, they are all good but he is the only professional guide” he continued and I listened with rapt attention.
I had started perspiring.
“The Holy spirit started leading you- the university to go, the course to study, the way to go, the right friends to choose and everything but it got to the marital aspect of your life. You removed your blindfold, saw a beautiful face, nice structure, and like Prophet Samuel, you said ‘Definitely, this is him!’” he paused and walked to a fence, leaning on it, his face raised to heaven
I pursed my lips as the words sunk into my being.
“The love race started and you fell really in love. You left prayers which regularly were your food yet the Holy Spirit followed you everywhere but you were too busy to notice his presence. All you did was complaining that God had left you when he was always by you daily!”
“My father!”I exclaimed as it dawned on me that I had wronged God! I fell on my knees, with my hands supporting my shivering chin.
“You asked me about savings the other time. Your savings as a Christian is prayer. Let us come boldly to the throne of mercy. The end of that verse says ‘that we may find grace in time of need’. Let us bank in prayers that when we can’t probably pray again, when our hearts are straying, we would find grace to help us up. That is the savings. You had few coins of prayers but the value your mother had made into that savings was more than anything. Always praying for you was her responsibility!” he explained on and I sat on the floor, trying to process everything.
So, the rape?
“Yes, the rape was God’s will!” he said and I looked up at him, shocked!
“Like seriously?” I asked to be sure I heard correctly.
“Few weeks to your wedding, your mother’s prayer point changed its course from ‘let the wedding be a success’ to ‘your will alone shall be done. Our will shall not be done!’ that is a wonderful prayer. None of me but all of you! That was how the heavens started working on your behalf not to let your will be done.” He said on and I looked lost.
What did he say?
“First of all, in answer to your mother’s prayers, the guy told you he was no longer interested in you. But you cried and begged him to continue. Heaven was sad” he said and I shook my head unbelievably
“Next, you caught him with a lady in bed and you were angry, ready to break it off. Yet, he still cajoled you saying he was preserving you untouched till your wedding night. You knelt down together to ask for forgiveness. For what?” he almost shouted.
My heart started pounding and my sight became bright. It was as if a blind had been removed from my sight.
“What is the difference between yourself and the horse rider now?” he asked and I shook my head.
There was obviously no difference whatsoever.
“Niel came, smashed your pride on the floor just as you broke the rider’s leg and together, through the power of the prayers of your mother and others, we shall drag you into His perfect will. You should count yourself lucky! Except you still want that beautiful entrance will an ugly inside” the man in white smiled faintly and I looked perturbed.
“Now, would you walk with me to the entrance of ‘The Will of God’?”he asked and I nodded.
I was totally ready!
I was confused and perturbed at the whole thing but I was ready.
Ready to see how green the whole inside was.
“I am ready” I said as I stood up.
Quietly and gently, we approached the gate and it opened.
I gasped severally as I surveyed the environs. There was a perfect green land with different crawling plants of different shapes and colors and it looked very nice to behold but it looked unkempt!
“Sir, why is everything like this? It’s too bushy!” I said and he nodded.
“The watchman is not around.” He said and I opened my mouth in suspension
“Where is he?” I asked and the man in white turned around and looked straight. I turned around too and saw a cross not too far away.
“You have crucified him” he said and I looked at him sharply
“Me?” I asked and the man in white nodded. I sighed deeply
What exactly is this old man saying for Righteousness’ sake?
As we approached the cross, the face of the person on it was covered with a white cloth. I shuddered!
I had nailed Christ to the cross again!
“Climb that stool and open the covering on his face.” The man in white said as he pointed to a very tall ladder-like stool.
I moved close to the stool, sighed for the umpteen time , took my steps as I climbed and eventually I stood tall on it.
I looked down at the man in white who smiled largely and then made to open the covering with my heart in my mouth.
“Jesus!” I repeated as I loosened the covering and removed it with a slow motion.
“What! Olorun maje ooooooo!” I exclaimed loudly as I saw, tied to the cross, Niel!
He looked so good, though with perspiration on his face. And his teeth as he smiled at me were wonderful!
I reject it for my dog!
This rapist! This drunk! This evil man!
“Whatever God has called clean, do not call unclean!” the man in white said to me. I shook my head vigorously.
”I don’t have the grace. I can’t do it” I said firmly, my heart wailing in me. The man in white smiled
“Help him down from that cross of condemnation on which you have tied him and let him be free” he said and I shook my head.
“No! Lailai! I can’t do it. I can’t touch him. He is filthy!” I continued. Then, I missed my steps on the narrow stool and I tumbled in the air as I descended. I screamed
“I am falling! Please somebody help!”
I saw a lightning, I heard the thunder, I saw a great brightness, then I fell into the waiting arms of the man in white I supposed.
… and my heart stopped!!
Wetin be God’s will in this case?
I will rather kill myself than commit suicide!
… And I closed my eyes in death!
To be continued…
🤏🤔THE QUIRK OF FATE
Where am I?
I wished that someone could just answer my question.
Am I dead?
I felt ethereal at that instant but I was afraid because I felt pain and I had heard that you don’t feel pain in heaven.
Am in hell?
I felt serious pains in my joints and marrows and then, I felt wet- yet I could still feel warmth.
Somebody was holding me!
I heard sobs!
Where am I Lord?
I was afraid because if it was hell, then I was doomed! If I missed heaven, then I would be in eternal damnation forever.
I couldn’t even feel my body!
Just then I felt sudden weakness and I sneezed loudly.
‘Jesus!’ I heard that voice very close to me. Who was mentioning that sacred name?
Is this heaven? I kept on asking myself, very confused.
‘Princess!’ the voice called me, I felt firm, warm hands touching my bare shoulders.
My heart skipped a beat.
A man’s hand!
‘Am I naked?’ I screamed aloud and then, my eyes opened. I closed them again and then opened them.
Am on that earth again?
That deadly stupid earth?
I opened my eyes again in a bid to see who had earlier touched me.
Then, I saw him, sitting on the stool with a bible by his side. He was looking intently at me, his head bowed as if in prayers. I checked my body and I was well clad in a very free armless top, my body covered with a plain white duvet.
It was a hospital!- an intensive care unit ward!
What had happened to me?
‘Niel!’ I called out and he smiled broadly, his hands raised to heaven.
‘Lord I thank you. I really worship you. You are real!’ he said and my heart went sour.
This one too can pray? This filthy guy?
Don’t call what I have purified unclean! I heard that voice.
He has been activated! I can hear his voice!
I was excited to hear his voice but I wasn’t ready to obey it. Not as far as Niel was concerned!
‘I thank God you are awake! We have prayed and prayed. All thanks to God. It’s been a week’ he said.
Nice baritone voice! Gritty!
I shook my head to order
‘Don’t even think about it’ I said to myself and stood up. My head was tingling in pain and there was a tube connected to my vein.
‘Did you just say it’s been a week?’ I asked and he nodded
‘Yes it is. Today is Thursday’ he said, smiling, his teeth sparkling white.
I shook my head again.
‘Princess, get yourself together abeg!’ I told myself silently as I tried to stand from the bed. He stood up too, dragging the stool backwards
‘Please take it easy’ he said in a very caring, concerned tone but I was irritated.
Why was he here? Who brought me to the hospital and got me admitted in the hospital- the intensive care unit for that matter!
‘Where is my mother?’ I asked him and he looked into my face with his hands folded behind him in obeisance.
‘She went to the church with your sisters. She called me over here to stay with you.’ He replied and I looked at him.
‘My mother called you to stay here with me?’ I asked, almost irritated and he smiled, a little bit embarrassed.
‘Yes! She had no one else to call. After we both fainted that day, I woke up later when Briton started barking and I realised you were still on the floor, almost lifelessly. I called out in a loud voice but the soundproof door wouldn’t allow anyone hear my voice’ he said and I tried sitting back on the bed when I had a sudden headache.
He rushed to hold me so as to guide me back into the bed but I shrugged him off!
‘You are feeling dizzy?’ he asked and I smiled in my heart.
I loved a man who is sensitive and precise when dealing with a female counterpart like anything!
He got it correctly. I was feeling dizzy but I would not be deterred. I removed the thin tube fixed into the vein on my right hand and he opened his mouth. hi ish on+233544142683 to be added to story headquarters room to read more exciting stories from there.
‘Why?’ he asked and I didn’t respond.
I stood up again defying my pains and the heavy throbbing in my head, slipped my long beautiful feet into the slippers nearby and looked around the room for my purse- possibly and right beside my pillow it was. I smiled
Everything is working in my way!
‘Thanks for everything’ I said to him and the look on his face was sad
‘Where are you going to?’ he asked and I smiled. I nodded like an agama lizard as I approached the door.
‘Gracias!’ I exclaimed as I went out of the room
As I went past the wards that were nearby, I was determined not to allow anybody stop me from achieving my goals.
‘I have to go back to Germany! If I am there, maybe the Holy Spirit will come down from heaven and force me to Nigeria. I am not disobeying him o. But I am only saying no!’ I said to myself as I walked on fervently.
I flagged down a taxi and as I wanted to board it, I heard my name firmly behind me. I turned back and saw Niel. I frowned
‘What exactly is the problem?’ I asked him and he pursed his lips, folding his hands in balls.
‘Are you…perhaps…princess, are you running away from…everyone because of…perhaps because of me?’ I said incoherently, his voice shaky. I smiled
‘You defined it!’ I said plainly, entered the car and it zoomed off.
THE QUICK FATE
As we passed through the gate, I saw my mum’s car driving in. she had grown lean as her long neck had become longer. I noticed from afar and my heart ache
‘Au re voir mama’ I said, audibly and the driver turned to look at me
‘What?’ he asked and I gasped
Was I talking to this nincompoop?
‘Drive on to Ikeja’ I said and he went on.
God, I am not disobeying you but I just don’t want to marry now. I am not ready. So, please understand with me.
Justifying the self! I heard the voice to loud and clear
If the Holy Spirit thought His words could allow me go back and get hooked to that rapist, then never never! Even I was prepared.
I reached inside my purse and luckily, my ear piece was still in my purse with my phone. I removed the SIM card since my people could want to reach me. then, I plugged my ears and defied the warning that the highest volume could damage my ear drums.
Holy Spirit, sorry for that! I just don’t want you to talk too much!
Just then, I heard
‘Please, let’s jam our hands together as we invite Nathaniel Bassey to the podium’ from my phone.
I hissed. Nathaniel again!
Just then I heard again
‘I want you guys to please call me Niel for the occasion of today. Say Niel everybody’ Nathaniel Bassey said
And I heard a loud shout of ‘Niel!’ I hissed so loudly and changed the music. I loved his music but not his name this time around.
I scrolled through my songs to choose another song when the driver signalled at me.
‘Madam, where you dey go for Ikeja?’ he asked and I scratched my head.
Where exactly was I going to?
‘I need to travel to Germany but I want to lodge in a hotel first of all’ I explained to him as if he were my brother.
‘Ok madam. Which hotel?’ he asked again and I was stuck. I had never lodged in any hotel on the mainland.
‘I don’t know o’ I said. He smiled
‘Should I carry you to Niel Hotel?’ he said and I looked perturbed
‘Ehn?’ I asked and he repeated himself
‘It’s a new hotel in Lagos o. very nice’ he explained and I hissed silently.
Fumbling with my purse.
You be their ambassador! I exclaimed silently.
Then I remembered I needed to change my clothes.
‘Drive me to a boutique. I need to change my clothes’ I told the guy and he smiled
‘I know a very nice one nearby’ he said. I shook my head and hoped it wasn’t a Niel Boutique or something.
As I checked through the decent clothes that would serve me well till I travel the following day, a man came near me and stretched his hands to me.
‘Good day. I am Niel’ he said and I walked away.
What was a guy doing in the lady section of the boutique sef! I thought to myself and hissed.
I gave the cashier my credit card and waited.
Just then, a woman with her baby swaddled to her back came in. the baby was adorable and I couldn’t resist touching her dimpled cheek.
She smiled and my heart warmed up within me. Suddenly she started crying. I was embarrassed
‘Baby, what is the problem?’ I said, trying to be okay.
Then her cries grew from ‘Wienn wieen, wieeeen’ to ‘Nieeel, nieeel, nieel’
My heart started pounding.
What sort of baby is this?
‘Give me my card please. I need to get out of this place’ I said hurriedly, took my card and carried my packed purchases.
‘We dropped you some chocolate ma.’ The cashier said and I could only nodded as I hurried out as the ‘Niel’ cries of the baby rang in my head.
What is this oh God? I exclaimed as I entered the car.
‘Please don’t carry me to that Niel Hotel please. Find somewhere else to go’ I said and the guy smiled
‘Madam, the place is nice o’ he said and I shot him a dangerous look
‘I am not going there. Is there any problem?’ I shouted and my migraine started again. D–n! I didn’t have my drugs with me.
What a frustrating day!
I tummy ached for food and I held my tummy in pain. Then, I remembered the cashier dropped me some chocolate. I reached into the pack and tore one opened.
‘Bless it Lord’ I prayed and bit it. It was delicious.
This isn’t snickers o! What’s the make? I asked myself and checked.
Oh my God!
Tears ran down my face as I threw the wrap away and I tried to vomit the ones I had swallowed.
My father! What’s all these? I cried out and the driver turned back.
‘Madam, sorry o’ he said and I hissed loudly
‘See, driver, what’s that your name?’ I asked angrily. He smiled again and I was angry. I was ready to transfer all my aggression on him.
‘My name is Niel’ he said and my shoulders dropped. My mouth fell into a very bad posture as I started crying like a baby, beating the shoulders of the man.
‘Madam, don’t cause an accident here o’ he said as I beat him on.
‘Drop me. Let me get down jhur’ I cried on and he parked
‘Madam, are you angry about something or you are running away from something?’ he asked and I didn’t respond. I opened the door and with my purse and pack clutched to my chest, I alighted the car.
‘Madam, close my door’ he said but I didn’t respond as I walked close to a fence nearby. He came down and turned around to close the passenger door.
‘Madam, please go back home!’ he said and I cried the more. I leaned against the wall and beat it so hardly.
‘I can’t marry him oh Lord! I can’t’ I cried out
You are his other half. He needs you and you need him too
I don’t want to hear this voice anymore! Not on this matter! Please stop!
I cried the more as I was perturbed. I didn’t understand why all these was happening to me.
As I looked at the wall while I wiped my tears, I saw the flier pasted on it with the title ‘Go back home and do His will!’
I screamed and many faces turned to my direction as I cried.
‘Holy Spirit, stop talking to me! I don’t want to hear!’
‘My grace is sufficient for…’ he was saying again when I screamed louder, covering my ears.
And he stopped!
‘Stop!’ I exclaimed again, ran to the road, flagged down a car which drove me straight to Muritala Mohammed International Airport where I purchased a ticket and joined the flight to Germany slated for 5 minutes time.
I was lucky!
God had to just stop the expensive jokes!
To be continued
THE QUIRK OF FATE 🤫
Episode 11 (Final)
As I surveyed the crowd and the calibre of people present at the occasion, my babies kicked in me.
I was excited as my very sensitive husband close to me realized, smiled at me while flashing his teeth and rubbed my tummy in the public!
I was shy and overly shy when I heard the MC say ‘Hmmm… This one is a gaju!’ playfully.
She was obviously was a Nigerian somehow because she spoke Yoruba language fluently.
Everyone had smiled and clapped happily
We were married for 7 years now and the twins in me would make the number of the kids I had bare to number up to 5! I already had three!
And I love them so much.
We had received a letter from the United States of America requesting that we should be the guest speaker and model at an International summit of successful singles.
It was designed for Christian singles male and female who had become successful but are unmarried because of one reason or the other.
Before that time, my husband and I had become a cable television marriage counsellor.
We had really blessed lives to the extent that since our 7 years of marriage, we had been invited to 1000 shows and we had honoured 800. We had been on uncountable television programmes and radio programmes too on different stations in and out of Africa.
‘Please, in this world and in America at large, virginity has become a thing of the past. It is no longer appreciated. To you, what do you see virginity as? Is it still as relevant as it was in the past?” the beautiful, blonde interviewer asked and I adjusted on my seat and smiled. I looked at my husband who clapped for me and signalled for me to answer.
‘Thank you for the question Molly. Virginity is still as special as it was in the olden days and even if the civilisation and all has made it the thing of the past, it is still special. Even God loves it and that was why he said ‘let marriage be honourable in all. The bed undefiled…’’ I felt a particular turning in my tummy and it was like a contraction.
‘Thank you ma. To a sensitive question ma, were you a virgin when your husband met you?’ she asked and I laughed. My husband placed his hand on my laps, leaned towards my side. He looked into my eyes and looked alarmed.
‘Are you okay?’ he asked, deeply concerned.
My husband was never shy to show me love and care anywhere! In the public, in front of the staring camera or a congregation or even in the secret place of our room. And I loved him!
I loved him so much that the thought alone made me tingle.
Then after the interview segment cane the programme proper.
‘Now, we welcome our guest speaker to the podium. She is no other than Dear Princess Gregory the wife of Pastor…’ the MC said and pointed the mic to the congregation so they would respond and they did, happily.
‘Pastor Niel Gregory!’ they screamed and clapped together happily and I stood from the beautiful and comfortable seat in which I was sitting while Niel followed me from behind, carrying my water bottle and a shawl.
The talk went on well as there were interactions with the singles around and while Niel occasionally gave me water to drink and covered me with my shawl, patting me whenever I got tired or stuck; it was a huge success though my contractions had increased and I was perspiring under the cool weather.
‘Princess, in your book ‘The Quirk of Fate’, the 10th episode ended where you said you eventually left for Germany. Please, as big fans of yours in here, could you give us the pleasure of knowing what happened eventually before the grand-finale is released?’ a young black lady asked and I smiled.
‘That’s called cheating’ I said and they all laughed, some blowing the whistles
Americans can so laugh!
‘See, in the plane, a man came to me, still named Niel!’ I said and waited for their reactions. They murmured and gave different expressions as they commented on what I just said. I looked at Niel who gave me a ‘thumbs up’. I smiled again and continued
‘He sat me down and asked me so straightforwardly that why couldn’t I marry Niel since he was already born again’ I held my tummy because it felt as if the babies wanted to drop.
Jesus! Help me finish this programme!
‘I didn’t even know he was born again already. How could he be born again in just a space of a week and the man looked into my face and said, ‘how many days did it take you to be born again? How many days did it take Paul to become born again? How God’s heart aches!’ he stopped and tears ran down his face. I was perturbed.’ I paused and surveyed the congregation of over 5000 people.
‘Ride on Princess!’ a guy screamed from the congregation and I smiled
‘I asked him what happened and he said God had cleansed the guy and that I should forgive. He said was it because of my virginity and the act in which it was broken and I answered yes’ I could still remember the day so clearly.
I had looked into the Elder Niel’s face and his curly grey hair and I listened perfectly.
‘You wanted to give your virginity to your husband as a gift, well wrapped but he doesn’t like surprises at all, so he took the gift, tore the beautiful wrapper and enjoyed the gift. Does that disqualify him from being your husband?’ he asked and I nodded in realisation.
I never saw it that way before.
‘But sir, what if he still does it again? Like, I get married to him and he goes around raping girls’ I asked and he smiled.
‘Niel is not a serial rapist!’ he said and I looked at him, very disconcerted.
How did he know?
‘The Holy Spirit is the ‘revealer’ of all secret things. He intentionally placed you on this plane with me. He loves you really!’ he said and I bowed my head because I was so speechless as to why he chose to look upon me favourably.
‘See, he was a virgin too until that night. He was under the influence of the drugs he took under desperation. God wanted to stop you from embarking on a dangerous course and that was why he allowed that to happen” he paused and looked into my face as his words sunk inside me.
A virgin guy!
‘Who says is impossible? See my dear, I was a virgin, keeping myself holy unto the Lord when God led me to ex p–n actress!’ he said and I gasped in amazement.
‘Jesus Christ!’ I exclaimed, holding my neck firmly.
‘I married her and till today, I still believe that I deflowered her. She is the best wife for me although I had resisted severally before I eventually agreed. But for you two, he lost it to you, you lost it to him, in order to find healing, God and love. Find a place in your heart to forgive and Holy Spirit will heal you.’ He said to me and plugged his ear phones as if he wasn’t the one that just spoke to me.
I looked at the congregation again and smiled, trying had to conceal my labour pains.
‘As soon as I got to Germany, I came back to Nigeria but Niel was nowhere to be found’ I continued and there was silence in the hall.
‘I prayed, fasted and asked God for forgiveness if it was because of my hardness of heart that he had sent him away. I did not hear from God or from Niel.’ I said and looked back at Niel who smiled his arms behind him.
‘Hmmm’ the congregation said almost together
‘After two years, I was at a retreat in Lagos when a guest pastor from Germany went up stage to preach. He really preached and touched my heart. I was blessed so really and I waited behind to see him after the service. I was flabbergasted, shocked, bowled over, stunned, shocked, amazed, taken aback, use any adjective my people that it was Nathaniel that was about to counsel me. He was equalled taken aback and could only smile.’ I narrated and the congregation clapped heartily.
‘We prayed together and became friends although he went back to Germany and I had to stay back before I had started a business had started booming then. We still talked and were always happy together until God revealed it to him too. The proposal day was a great day when during a programme in church, he just popped up the question…’ I paused again. I was not finding it easy anymore. The pain had become intense. From the interval of 15 minutes, the contraction had become every 3 minutes.
‘Will you marry me’ everyone chorused to complete my sentence and I smiled, raising the mic.
My husband came near me, collected the mic and held me by my waist. I placed my head on his shoulder, for comfort but the pain was much.
‘And she said…’ Niel said into the mic and pointed it at the congregation for their response
‘Yes’ they shouted so ecstatically.
‘Thank you very much everyone. I really love and appreciate my wife, my born again father in law, prayerful father in-law and amazing Emerald and Ruby, my sisters-in-law. Of a truth, it’s been God! Princess is a gem and I love her so so much. God bless her for me. God bless you for listening. May we obey and do God’s will in all areas’ he prayed and they all stood up, clapping
‘Amen and amen!’ they responded.
‘As you can see, my wife is pregnant heavily but she only honoured your invite since this is one great story she loves to tell the world. She is due and in laboured already’ he said and I pinched him. He laughed into the mic.
‘Awwww’ the people exclaimed.
‘Infact, she just pinched me for telling you. We gat to gerrarahere!’ he said, dropped the mic and we walked to my seat amidst a round of stand ovation and screams.
‘Thank you Princess. Before we go, could you tell us what name you are giving to your new baby?’ the MC asked and I looked at her faintly.
This woman doesn’t understand my condition
… but I loved her question.
‘I have a set of twins in me now. A boy and a girl’ I said, my hand shaking already, sweat in front of my nose.
The wows and the ohs lasted a while and I smiled, happily as my husband bent before the whole congregation and pecked my tummy.
I smacked him and said ‘This programme is live’ and he stood up, hugged me and said
‘That makes it better. Telling the whole world I love you and I love you!’ he said poetically and I laughed, defying my pain.
I loved it really!
‘And I am naming them…’ I paused because I hadn’t even told Niel yet and he looked at me anxiously.
‘Niel and Niella. Those are the names’ I said and there was a loud shout from the congregation.
‘Why do you want to name that those?’ the inquisitive MC asked and I laughed.
‘Because its our 7th year anniversary and it’s been a perfection. A real perfection and these perfect kids are symbolising that and my husband has been the perfect husband ever’ I said and before I knew it, Niel raised me off my feet, obviously forgetting the fact that I was in labor.
I let out a deafening scream as I felt the tingling between my legs and I was quickly rushed out by some medical personnel.
As I looked at his concerned face as I was being wheeled into the labor room by the white nurses, I couldn’t but bless God for the twist- the quirk of fate that brought us together- GOD!