MARA 4

EPISODE 4
I felt nauseous immediately I smelt the fresh fish Adejare said I should help him to prepare some fish sauce.

I felt reluctant to prepare it but who else would have done it? Taiwo and Kehinde wouldn’t be able to make it well.

It had been four weeks now that I realized I was pregnant and it was this week that he came back home from Abuja after such a long time.

As I filleted the fish and introduced them into the sauce on fish, the scarf I had used to cover my mouth couldn’t suffice as the smell gushed into my nose.

I ran to the toilet and started vomiting into the pit latrine!

“Are you pregnant?” I heard that voice so clear and sound

Adejare!

How did he know?

Was he following me?

I had taken measures to ensure that I wouldn’t be loud and it amazed me how he knew.

My hair on my body stood up straight

“Are you pregnant, I ask!” he thundered again

I cleaned my mouth with the end of my wrapper and looked at him

“Yes” I said silently

He laughed devilishly as he came close to me.

He felt my neck and I was shocked.

I had expected something more violent

“You are pregnant” he said calmly and I nodded

“You are mad!” he shouted suddenly as he pushed me down to the floor with his right knee.

I fell right on my vomitus and he started raining punches on me.

“Die! Die! Die!” he continued to shout as he rained blows on me.

“Adejare jo nitori olorun o. Die as how?” I cried out in anguish

“You are an ill-luck! Why would my life have such downturn just because of you. Pregnancy again!” he slapped me on.

I gave in to his beating but guided my tummy which was his center of attack with my hands.

Suddenly, he screamed!

I opened my eyes and there looking like a possessed lady was Taiwo digging her teeth into his thigh.

“What!” he exclaimed on, obviously shocked

Just as I was too!

He started raining slaps on her and I stood up suddenly to interfere.

“Adejare, this girl is nothing but a very naïve young girl. Leave her alone!” I cried out and he growled, fixing his eyes on me like a beast.

“You are turning the backs of my children against me right?” he screamed as he pulled me by the hair and dragged me inside the house.

James and John had started crying.

“You have to remove this nonsense you placed in there. I have nothing to do with it. It has to die!”

I tried to find my voice.

What arrant nonsense is this guy saying?

I was the one that was supposed to take it personal that I had gotten pregnant.

“But, I don’t know why you are getting angry” I said at last and he looked at me, his mouth suspended

“You don’t know why?” he asked again, his hands tightened round my hair

“Of course. I pay the PTA Levy of the children, clothe them, feed them, act as the father and the mother and then another one is here- an additional responsibility.

Wasn’t I so supposed to be angry that I would even commit suicide?” I spoke in a very shaky voice and he was obviously shocked.

I had never looked up into his face to respond to him whenever he beat me.

“The reason why I, Adejare Olowo am getting angry is because I wonder how on earth I became entangled with a beautiful for nothing empty barrel that had overtime been the cause of my misfortune in life. I can’t imagine me living this kind of life but that is what happens when you get married to a cursed individual!” he spat the words into my face.

“Adejare, the children are watching and you are…” I broke down into tears.

One mistake I never made in my marriage was telling my children how irresponsible their father was.

I never did!

I covered him up whenever they spoke ill of him

But see him now.

Tears cascaded my face and I shook my head in a frustrating manner

“Your mother is cursed! She killed her parents, leaved in the orphanage all her life, I picked her up from the miry clay and all she could do was separate me from my own parents as well, making my life miserable, bearing children that took after her witchy lifestyle. Her name is Glory but she is a shame!” he screamed that so loudly that I felt nauseous again.

As I started to hold my tummy in a bid to start vomiting again, he picked me up with a single hand and kicked me hard in my tummy.

I fell out through the door, let out a very ear-piercing cry and there was a great darkness!
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I adjusted the intravenous lines and looked at my patient.

She looked so blue!

What is it about this woman oh Lord that she would be going through turbulent times all in the name of marriage?

Exactly what was wrong?

What I didn’t understand well was how a man who had for countless number of times had sleepless nights because of a lady would turn her into a punching bag shortly after saying ‘yes’

If this was what marriage entailed, I’d rather just stay single and happy for my Father in heaven.

I moved to the table to check her case note for her name and I saw it so clearly ‘Glory Olowo’

Darkness seemed to hang in the air.

I sensed there was absolutely something wrong.

All I see whenever that woman entered into my office was darkness.

Darkness was what filled her eyes

She breathes out darkness.

I wonder what it was but I felt so pulled to her side whenever she came by.

Why would I be pulled to darkness?

There must be something interesting about her that I had not unraveled yet.

And it is time to do so.

She had not recovered from her shock yet and it was long over three weeks now.

It was very painful that her husband wanted the baby dead!

What some are looking for badly!

I took her hands and she shook a bit as if a cold chill ran through her spines

“Lord Jesus, thank you for this lady. I know nothing about her but if I could be of help, use me because I can smell a rat as regards her. Something is definitely wrong oh Lord!”

I walked to the window side and drew the curtains. I opened the louvers and moved from one corner of the room to the other.

“I plead the blood of Jesus!” I repeated all of over and over again as I moved from one place to the other.

She moved a hand and I smiled

Something was just so fishy!

“Father, Your word says that the stranger shall be afraid and shall with fear come out of their hidden closets. Every stranger here, I command you to hear the voice of the Lord, leave in Jesus’ name.” I prayed loudly.

I was so lucky that no other patient was in the ward with her so I could pray loudly.

“Are you not afraid?” something told me from somewhere that I could not even decipher

I laughed

“Afraid? Not at all. For the Lord God will help me, therefore shall I not be confounded, therefore have I set my face like a flint and I know that I shall not be afraid” I said boldly

In my ten years of practicing gynecology, I had seen a lot of diabolical displays of dark powers

A little wonder most medical personnel rely on one or more powers.

But I had chosen the greatest power of all!

The power of Jesus!

She sneezed for three good times

And darkness I saw again!

I looked up at her as she rubbed her face and attempted to sit up.

I paused.

She flinched as she sat up and returned to her sleeping position, breathing hard

“Good morning Mrs. Olowo.”

She looked at my side and looked away

“Good morning” she said curtly

“You might have difficulty in sitting up for a while. You have bruises on your tummy, waist and pelvic so you will manage to still be okay”

“Thank you” she said as tears ran down her face.

She looked so weak

“What about the baby?” she asked and I looked at her intently the more

She looked pitiful

“Your baby is growing Mrs. Olowo” I said and she sighed deeply

“What about my husband?” she asked and I smiled

“He should be fine although we have not seen him since you were rushed in here about a month ago” I tried to say as I calmly as I could

She shook her head weakly

“Ok.” She said again

But she was not looking into my face- at all!

“Mrs. Olowo, are you a Christian?” I asked and she nodded in the affirmative

“Are you born again?” I asked again and she nodded

“I attend The Believers’ Gospel Church”

I smiled

“Church going is different from being born again. By being born again, there are some things you wouldn’t be doing which you used to do before. Do you insult?” I asked and she smiled

“Is it possible not to insult?” she smiled and I smiled too as I held her hands

She tried to get her hands off mine but I insisted

“You don’t like looking into my face whenever you are speaking to me. Why?” I asked

She shook her head

“I look into your face” she said and I smiled

“Ok, look into my face now” I said and she tried but squinting, she looked away again

“It’s kinda painful. The ray of sunlight is disturbing my eyes” she said and I looked through the window panes

There was no sunlight- it was still very early in the morning.

I moved to the other side of the ward

“Look at me now, the rays should be gone” I said but she shook her head more vigorously.

“It’s even more” she said and I walked towards her.

“Would you love to tell me about you?”

“No!” she replied bluntly

“Ok. But are you into any occult group?” I asked so plainly and she looked into my eyes, squinting

She looked flabbergasted

“What are you saying?” she asked and I patted her back

“It was just a question madam. I don’t appreciate everything you are passing through” I replied, calmly

She shook her head as fresh tears flowed.

“I am not a cultist, neither am I a witch. I am just a woman of many sorrows and I don’t appreciate anyone prying into my privacy”

“I am sorry if that is the way you feel madam but I am just your friend”

“Ba na so” she said in Hausa meaning she didn’t like the idea one bit.

She was obviously disappointed in me

I had to win back her trust so we could get to the root of the matter.

There is no smoke without fire

There is no problem we go through without a reason for it- either good reasons or the bad one-

Either man-induced or Divinely-arranged!

I gave her a very large smile and held her hands again

“Ina so n ki sose” I said and gave her a very large smile

She didn’t reciprocate.

My heart suddenly yearned for her as tears rolled down her face

“You think I am weird too?” she asked and I smirked

“No. I think you are interesting and really amazing.” I said and her face glistened

“Then, why have I never had a moment of happiness, ever!”

My heart broke

“It’s about starting” I said and she looked at me questionably

“Really?”

“Really!” I nodded and bent over her on the bed in a bid to hug her.

She put her hands round me too though being careful of her intravenous line.

Oh Lord!

I had a mixed feeling- I felt a very huge darkness yet my heart opened and yearned for her.

As we disengaged from the hug and I placed her right hand by her side, I saw the cause-

The cause of the darkness I felt.

I held her right hand and studied it well.

“What are these?” I asked her and she withdrew her hand from me.

“I don’t know” she said and I sat down

“Of course you do. How many are those?” I asked again and she looked at me, really baffled

“Why do you care to know?”

Because that might just be the path to tread to your deliverance woman!

THE STORY CONTINUES

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