THE ABOMINATION

Final Episode

Our joy was cut short on the second trimester of my pregnancy. It was on Saturday afternoon after we were done with lunch that two men knocked at our door. I couldn’t go for the door because of my condition. Kassim went to open the door but came in with these fearless looking men. Good afternoon, I’m Inspector Boniface Ada, my colleague is Fred Sam. We are men of the NPF from Lagos State command. I guess you are Mr Kassim Olabisi? He said, pointing at my husband. Yes, how may I help you? Kassim questioned the policemen. You are under arrest for the rape of Mrs Esther Ele on the 12th of October, 19….. You may remain silent or anything you say here shall be used against you in the court of law.

The iniquity that was buried had been unburied again. My husband was handcuffed and taken away. I called Baba immediately to inform him the police had arrested Kassim. Make sure you know where they are taking him to, baba told me. I picked my bag and followed them. While at the police station, I called Toyin to meet me immediately. Toyin arrived before baba came. She quickly introduced herself as Barrister Toyin and requested to see the DPO. She spent almost one hour with the DPO but her countenance spoke volume when she came out of the DPO’s office. What is it Toyin? I hurriedly asked her. She sighed and took me to the car. It is rape case of over seventeen years. He has been placed on a WANTED list and the case is not of this locality. He will be taken to Lagos tomorrow where he will be tried for the charges against him. We cannot seek for bail because it is not within our jurisdiction. So
Toyin, what can we do now? Hmmmm, let me think, she requested.

Toyin called about three of her lawyer friends in Lagos to help us follow up until we get a substantial lawyer who will stand for us but they all declined. It was a case at the table of Lagos state commissioner of police with special interest of the inspector general of police. Kassim was held in custody that night
and was taken to Lagos very early the following day. My condition did not let me follow them. My brother in-law took the next available flight to Lagos to follow up with the case.

In a nutshell my husband was jailed. He saw my pregnancy but he never saw the baby. I gave birth to a baby girl after some months. Fast forward, my husband spent ten years in prison. By the time he came out our daughter was already ten years old. We couldn’t have any other child again because I was already menopausal. I stopped seeing my menses at 46. Kassim later became a pastor and dedicated his entire life to God.

Anuoluwapo is our daughter’s name. Today Anu is just 16 and she has been raped six times by different men. Did God visit the iniquity of the father on the daughter? Did the Bible not say “your sins and your iniquities will I remember no more”? It is true that the father had eaten sour grape but the teeth of the
children are set at edge.

What are you doing today? It is a seed for your children in years to come. Are you hiding anything? You can only hide it from men but not from God. God is merciful but you will live with the scars of your evildoing all your life.
Stop that wickedness today before you are caught in the web of judgment.

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THE ABOMINATION

Semi Final Episode

Kassim had really gone too deep into the ocean of atrocity. For three days we were on spiritual admission in the church. Toyin began to prepare my mind. Nneka, if God forgives him, you must also forgive him. You know we were all once sinners but God forgave us all. You will forgive him so God can forgive you and give you a new life. It was when she said this I remembered I had not confessed my abortion to anybody. The fear of what befell Kassim gripped me. Baba I have a confession to make too?

He tried to excuse those standing by but I told him I don’t mind. I confessed everything evil I have ever done including my affair with Prophet Ade. I became very light after my confession. It was like a big rock was excavated out of my heart. I really wished the trumpet could just sound at that moment. I was so sure of my eternity with Christ.

I reconciled with Kassim but we went through a two week counseling session before I could accept Kassim back again as my husband. Not too long, Kassim’s father died of stroke. His mum followed suit three months later. We left our former church and we started attending Seed of Faith Church, Baba’s church. Kassim didn’t recover fully but he could move about. He lost his job because of his long absence
at work. The whole family load and Kassim’s medical expenses were on me. We didn’t resume conjugal activities until after four months due to Kassim’s health and left over fear in me.

We found joy in Christ again. This time, it was a genuine encounter with the most high. In Seed of Faith Church, no one is allowed to be a bench warmer. You must be in one department or unit in church. While I joined the choir, Kassim joined the prayer team. We began to pick up gradually both spiritually and financially. The fear of what Kassim said during his confession resurfaced to torment me. That he will die childless. I couldn’t even pray to God for a child because I felt he has done enough for us. But I need a child of my own before I approach menopause. Is child bearing part of our forgiveness package? Will God extend his Mercy to this aspect of my life? I wished he could just answer all these questions.

Not minding Kassim’s health, I began to take advantage of every moment to meet with him. Not for pleasure but for chances of getting pregnant. We tried for several months with the help of fertility drugs but all to no avail. One year was gone no pregnancy. I erased the thought of conception from my mind and focused on serving God and building my career. At the time I had completely let go trying, I missed my period for the first time after about twelve years. I became pregnant for the man the devil said will die childless. Satan does not have the final verdict over anyone’s life. God of Abraham and Sarah showed
up in our lives and our joy knew no bounds.

The Final Episode coming soon..

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 13

I had slept with Ope multiple times against her wish. She was pregnant for me twice and we secretly aborted those pregnancy. This is the reason my wife has not been able to conceive all these years. When I became tired of my life I spoke to Tunde about my problem. Even though I didn’t tell him details but I told him I was tired of life and I was contemplating suicide when he took me to Baba Lode, a herbalist at the outskirt of the village. He was more of a fortune teller. He told me many things about my future but his medicine could not help me. He told me I was destined to have two children all my life but I have killed them and will die childless. I stopped patronizing him when my situation grew worse than better.

People thought I am a quiet person but that is not true. I became reserved because of the unseen torment and torture I go through daily. After some months, two feminine spirits have been after my life. They torture and fight me almost everyday in my sleep. Sometimes they appear to me physically but I would not be able to shout or move my body. I will just remain quiet until they finish afflicting me. The pain starts as soon as they are done. My life had been mesmerized with fear, guilt and sorrow of death.

At a time I wanted death desperately but death denied me my request. I see a lot of good people die every time and I would wish I was the one. Why did death keep snatching good people and leaving bad people like me? This
question I had asked any time I hear someone just died. I tried to look for Monica if she could reverse the curse she placed on me but my efforts were fruitless. Even if Monica reverse the curse on me, who will reverse the one I
incurred while raping grandma? I became discouraged and left everything to chance and fate. Nothing more is worse than death. I will wait let death come and take me away.

I have raped many other women successfully except pastor Ele’s wife. No one knows why I ran from Lagos to Lokoja. I got a lucrative job after my NYSC in Lagos but I left the job because I was to go to jail. Whenever I raped any woman, fear of stigmatization would shield me from being reported. But the case was different when I did it to pastor Ele’s wife. I thought I had gone away with it until I saw two police men in my house. You are under arrest for the rape of one Mrs. Esther Ele. You are free to remain silent or anything you say shall be used against you in the court of law. I was whisked away but I was granted bail the second day. This was what led to my escape from Lagos to Lokoja.

Give me some water, I need water, Kassim requested. A sachet of pure water was brought for him. I wanted to be a Christian but my faulty foundation clouded my path to salvation. I think it is only me that understand that “by strength shall no man prevail”. Prayer and fasting failed me. Faith and service in God’s vineyard was never an answer. Alms giving didn’t overrule my secret sins. I hid it from men but I couldn’t hide it from God. I consider God as been too patient for not killing me all this while. Please help me beg my father to forgive me. Tell mum I am sorry. Beg Ope to find a place in her heart to forgive me.

I want to die so my wife can be free to move on with her life. I don’t want the web of my past to
stagnate her. She doesn’t have to suffer for my sins. Baba help me pray that Jesus should come and take me now.

Hang on for the Next Episode….

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 12

It was 8pm and we began to make preparation for the 9pm meeting. My father in-law had insisted he will not go with us this time. I’m already feeling my BP had gone up and I wouldn’t want it to go higher than what it is if you don’t want to carry my corpse back to Ajase, he said. We got set and we drove in
Toyin’s car to the church. Three of the prayer team members were already seated waiting for us and baba. Few minutes later, baba and some other prayer team members joined us.

This time, it wasn’t a long prayer before the stage was set for the continuation of Kassim’s confession. I know I am not worthy to live again but at this junction I need to tell this gathering everything I have done so that the world will learn from my story. My dear, I am sorry for what I have subjected you to for
a whole decade. I will beg you for something before I continue my confession. What is it? I asked. I will like you to write the story of my life to be titled “THE ABOMINATION” and make it go viral so that others who are in my shoe can learn. I am not sure I can make it, I see death close to my bosom and ready to take me. Is that all? I asked. Yes, he replied.

You will not die but live to declare the goodness of God, baba interrupted him. If you can confess all your sins and forsake them, God will give you another chance you don’t deserve. We have two members of this church who had done worse than what you did and God had shown them mercy. One is a pastor today and the other is a member of the choir. God can forgive you brother Kassim. Just confess all. Baba picked his old Dake and opened to Proverbs 28:13 that read thus “He that covereth his sins shall not prosper: But whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy.” He also instructed one of the
team members to open James 5:16 “confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”

Kassim continued his confession. I killed grandma when she came for treatment for her tuberculosis. Everyone had gone out that day and only me and grandma was in the house and I began to have urge for sex. I went round the neighborhood if I could bounce on any woman or girl around to satisfy my urge but none was available. By the time I returned home, my urge had doubled and on entering the house, I noticed grandma was taking her bath. I tiptoed until I forced my way into the bathroom, who is that?, grandma asked. I didn’t answer because I didn’t want her to know I was the one. She quickly robbed off the soap on her face, Kassim what are you doing here? Go out, she shouted. But before she could scream again I overpowered her and released my tension on her. While I was struggling to penetrate her, grandma begged me not to do it because it is an abominable act. You will incur generational curse on yourself and your unborn children, she advised. When she noticed I was bent on doing what I intended she stopped to struggle with me. The shock was what killed grandma that many didn’t know till today.

The whole place was in tears, even baba could not hold back his tears. My brother in-law fainted momentarily. We have to start another process of prayer to bring him back to consciousness. It was really shocking. I am sorry, Kassim begged everyone. I know this is not easy to take but I did it and I am regretting my action. He seemed to still have more confession but no one was bold enough to ask him to continue, not even baba. There was a long silence in the hall like we were in the graveside. My heart was tearing in pieces and I could hear the sound of the crack in my heart. I wished the earth could open up and swallow me but it never happened. But will God forgive these terrible acts of heartlessness and evil?
Will God not avenge grandma’s blood? These and many questions ran through my mind in a jiffy.

Final Saga is tomorrow...

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 11

We thought we had heard confessions until Kassim made us believe he killed his grandmother. His father could not hold himself anymore as he bursted into tears. Pastor let him die, he does not deserve to live, let him die. I cannot have this monster as a son, he’s not my blood. Let the bastard die or I will kill
him myself. Sincerely I could understand the man’s pain. How can a man sleep with his own mother and sister and kill his own grandmother? What sort of life is this? How did I marry a monster without knowing for over ten years. What happened that God didn’t reveal this man to me?

There was calmness in the hall because of the last revelation. His father walked out of the hall in rage and my brother in-law joined him pleading with him not to go.

After much begging, Kassim’s father never returned to the hall again. He sat by the car but my brother in-law came in after sometimes. At this time, it was few minutes to 7am and some of the prayer team members pleaded to go and prepare for work. Baba closed the meeting and asked us to reconvene by 9pm again. My father in-law and my brother in-law knew nowhere in Lokoja so I had to take them to our house. I really wished I will not come back to that house again. Even though l built the house together with Kassim, I suddenly became a stranger in my house. I was agitated and restless through out that day for fear.

The food I prepared, my father in-law did not touch it. I am not hungry, what is inside me is more than hunger my daughter, he said. He called me for a chat at about 2pm. He took almost 14 minutes apologising to me. We would have told you who Kassim is but he told us he was a changed person after he gave his life to Christ. I am not a good Christian but I know what it meant when someone gives his life to Christ. And moreover, everything we were asked to do for his atonement was done when he raped his mother. My daughter you’re not bound to this marriage anymore, you’re free to remarry if you have someone who will want to marry you. By the authority of a father and family head I release you to move on. If you are my daughter, I will never allow you continue in this marriage with such a monster who had
done these evils. He may live with the consequences of his atrocities all his life and you are too good to partake of his punishment. Your years of barrenness is enough for you my daughter. Please go….

I was in tears without a word. I didn’t know what to say because my heart was battered.
As I went into my room, I began to ruminate over what my father in-law said. He is right, I don’t have to suffer the punishment of what I didn’t do. I began to search for scriptures in my head to justify the idea and they began to pop in. “The soul that sinneth, it shall die. The son shall not bear the iniquity of the father, neither shall the father bear the iniquity of the son: the righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him, and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon him.” “And I say to you: whoever divorces his wife, except for sexual immorality, and marries another, commits adultery.”

I began to weigh the options; to continue to live with Kassim or to leave and remain unmarried for the rest of my life. But am still young and beautiful. How can I be without a man at 37? How will I overcome sexual temptations?

As I was thinking of what to do next, I heard a knock at the door. I rushed to open the door and it was Toyin. She brought us dinner. How are you Nneka? She greeted. I just left the church now, I went to give Kassim some food. I didn’t bother to thank her because I thought it was needless but that was a good gesture anyway. Her presence brought some relief to me. I shared with her what my father in-law said and how I have been giving it a second thought. She sighed without saying anything...




To be continued, tonight...

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 10

It was an all-night prayer and praise session. At about 4:20am Kassim became restless and unstable. He began to shout, “fire” “fire” “fire”. All of us standing by saw no fire but he kept screaming and complaining fire was burning him all over his body. Remove the fire, I will confess, he begged but baba rather increased the intensity of the fire by intensifying the prayer. For ten minutes, Kassim was rolling
on the ground in pain and agony yet he refused to confess. Suddenly, baba came closer and touched his back and he screamed very loudly and began to confess.

When I was in secondary school, I use to be the best student until Monica joined us in SSS 2 from Queen’s College Lagos. Monica was exceptionally brilliant and she came out the best in her first exam with us. This brought me to second position in class and many who respected me shifted to Monica. All the boys in my class made me a subject of ridicule, saying an ordinary girl had beat me hands down. This
development really affected me so much that I developed hatred for Monica. The next term, I tried hard to take my position back but my efforts took me a step backward. I became third position in class from first. The third term was worse as my position went back to tenth. This made me develop more hatred for Monica and I began to plan to hurt her.

All my attempts to harm her never materialised until few months to our WAEC. I became close to Monica so I could get opportunity to carry out my plan. We started studying together but all was to get her. After I had entered her and gained her trust, I lured her into a government primary school on the pretense that we want to go and study. She was too innocent to suspect I will harm her or take advantage of her. As soon as I noticed she was buried in her study, I grabbed her from behind and took advantage of her. She begged me not to do it to her but my heart was clouded with hatred for her over
her taking my position and making me a laughing stock among my peers. Monica was a virgin but I took away her virginity without her consent. She wept bitterly and began to curse me.

She lifted her stained pant up and mentioned my name three times and began;

“You forcefully took away my virginity which I have been preserving for my husband.” “I trusted you but you betrayed my trust.” “You took away what does not belong to you in the midst of tears.” “You turned deaf ears to my begging because of lust.” “It will not be well with you.” “My innocence will inflict you with demons of rape until your life becomes miserable.” “Your generations will suffer rape forever.” “You will never know peace until you rape your mother.”

I didn’t take her serious until seven years later when my desire to rape every woman around me grew like wildfire inside of me. I have been looking for Monica to seek for her forgiveness but she’s nowhere to be found. I had done many atrocities that led me to where I am today but they’re too heavy in my mouth to say in the public. Help me beg my mum to forgive me. Kassim looked at his dad. Please dad,
forgive me. I have sinned against you and mum in many ways that you are not aware of…..

But what could the sin Kassim talking about be?



To be continued….

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 9

Two days to the expiration of the deadline given by the herbalist, my husband was yet to confess the atrocities that lead to our ten years of barrenness and closed heaven. Even while it was clear he would die, he refused to say anything after much begging and assurances of soft landing. As at this time, I had forgotten what he did to Ope in our house. All I wanted was for him to be out of the situation at hand.

The thought of early widowhood began to kill me gradually. I called Toyin, informing her about everything she needed to know about me in case I didn’t make it. The emotional trauma I was going through was more terrible than what Kassim was going through.

I narrated to the herbalist what Kassim did to Ope but he said he had already seen that with his powers and that’s not what caused his sickness. I knelt down and began to beg the herbalist not to let my husband die. Please sir, do everything you can do to save his life, I will pay you anything you charge.

My daughter, there are only two ways to this matter if he must not die. It’s either he confesses or you exchange with your life to save his. What? How can I give my life in exchange for a man who caused me
barrenness for over ten years? Kassim is not worth dying for. I went back to the herbalist again to check if there are still other options. Yes, we can force him to confess with spiritual powers but he will die immediately after the confession, he said. I became really confused and I instantly fainted because I had not eaten for two days.

I called Toyin to update her of the situation at hand because only one day was left for Kassim to die. Nneka, you know I am not with you in all these paths you are threading. I am a Christian and I don’t want to be part of this but I will call baba as soon as you drop this call. Thank you, I said and dropped the call. Two minutes later she called back, baba will call you now, she informed me. Okay, I will be expecting his call. He called like he promised. Sister Nneka, I have been praying for you and your husband since you left my place the other time and God assured me your husband will not die but…… I
interrupted baba because I didn’t want to hear the ‘but’.

This is the best thing I have heard in the past
one month. I know baba is not a fake pastor, his words are like oracle and can be trusted. Sir, I will leave first thing tomorrow morning to Lokoja to see you. I put up a fake smile to make my in-laws believe my husband will not die. As I was about hanging up the call baba told me I must come with him if I don’t want him to die. If he remains there till tomorrow, he will surely die. It was not difficult convincing my in-laws to let us take him back to Lokoja because they were already in mourning mood for my husband.

We took Kassim that afternoon and embarked on the journey to Lokoja. The journey was really rough but God bless baba who was following us up with prayers. We had three terrible accidents on our way.

Death was bent on taking Kassim but thank God for the power of Jesus Christ. Who is he that saith, and it cometh to pass, when the Lord commandeth it not? We defiled all the threats of death, we walked through the valley of shadow of death, but Jesus through Baba’s prayers took us back to Lokoja safely.

Praise God! My father-in-law and my brother-in-law saw the demonstration of the power of God through out the journey and they were optimistic Kassim will be well again. We drove straight to the church to see baba. Toyin was already in church with baba and the prayer team interceding on our behalf.

I was ashamed when I met with baba and Toyin because of my weak faith. My brothers and my sisters reading my story, I want to beg you not to hide in your sins. You can hide for many years but you can’t hide forever. You may hide it from human beings but you can’t hide it from
God. Unconfessed sins are chain that keeps a man in perpetual prison of life. Imagine ten years of barrenness and many years of emotional guilt.



To be continued, tomorrow…

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 8

My husband was taken to a herbalist in Egi-Oyo Ipo, a very small hamlet in Kwara state. The herbalist made some incantations, gave him some concoctions to drink and for the first time his eyes came down. The smiles on our faces was aborted when the herbalist came to announce to us “I see death on his forehead”. We can only remove this death if only he can confess the secret in his belly. Secret? I shouted. Kassim why have you hid the secret for this long even to the point of death? The same secret baba pastor wanted you to confess that you refused. Now that you are face to face with death, will you speak up and save your life or keep your secret and die? Even at this Kassim, was not willing to say anything. His dad was the first to break the silence. He pleaded with the herbalist to let him talk on behalf of his son.

Fifteen years ago, Kassim was caught raping his mother while I was away at the farm. He was arrested by the youth of our village and taken to Kabiyesi. The ifa priest was invited to seek the face of the gods and to pronounce judgement on him. We were asked to bring two live cows, twenty one black fowls, seven kegs of palm wine and some monies for sacrifice. We did everything we were asked to do and he was banished from the village for three years. My body went cold on hearing all Kassim’s father had said. So my husband had done this terrible abomination without telling me? No wonder my womb could not conceive even for one day after I married him. I wept as if my eye balls will fall off from its socket.

The herbalist checked through his calabash again, “The death sentence is still hanging”, he said. There are still many atrocities he is yet to confess. He has just seven days to confess or he will join his ancestors in the land beyond, the herbalist warned. I grabbed Kassim and shook him hard, why do you want to die untimely? Look at death starring at you, yet you are still hiding secrets, please confess and
set yourself free. There is nothing that will be more shocking than what daddy had already confessed on your behalf. I went on my kneels begging my husband to say something but he was adamant. How can a man be this hardened even at the face of death? I didn’t know this is the type of man I married, my
thoughts were almost louder than words.
Three days has passed but my husband refused to confess and his condition got worsen by the day.

Death was all written all over him but he was indifferent. On the fifth day his hands and legs stopped moving. His condition graduated to partial stroke. Toyin wasn’t happy with me because of my romance with the diabolical arena because of my unyielding husband. Sincerely, I had forgotten I was a born again Christian until Toyin began to ask me if I followed them to the herbalist. But what could I have done? To sit back while they carry my husband to places I don’t know? I knew I had compromised my faith but there wasn’t any option left for me. We wouldn’t have been here if Kassim had confessed to baba.

Just when you think this mystery should be over, it was just the beginning of revelations.

More shocking revelations to come…



To be continued….

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 7

I got a call from an unknown number on the 13th of July asking me if I was Mrs Nneka Kassim. I almost replied my caller by saying, “No, it’s a wrong number” but I changed my mind to answer in the affirmative. “Yes, I am Mrs Nneka Kassim, how may I help you?” I asked my caller. My name is nurse Deborah calling from Diamond Clinic. Your husband is on admission in our clinic and his condition is very critical. Your attention is urgently needed to save his life. Delay can be dangerous madam, she said and hung up. It’s true Kassim had hurt me but would I let him die? Nneka you need to put away your anger and save the life of your husband, I encouraged myself. I put a call to Toyin to meet me in Diamond clinic
immediately. I chartered a taxi that drove me straight to Diamond clinic.

Without any word from the doctor, I was whisked away to the laboratory where my blood sample was taken and tested. The agitations and fear on the staff faces was worrisome, hence no one was willing to talk to me. Can someone tell me what is happening here? What’s wrong with my husband? I angrily asked a nurse. Ma, only the doctor can talk to you on this, and like you can see he’s running helter skelter trying to save your husband’s life. You just have to remain calm until he’s ready to talk to you. I was really angry because this situation will bring us together without Kassim realising the evil he has done. I tried to be calm but that was not easy. The doctor and the nurses were busy going up and down and talking to each other in a way no one was hearing.

After two hours of tension, I was invited to see the doctor in his office. I insisted Toyin should come along with me but the doctor refused her in. She’s everything to me and I will like her to hear whatsoever is wrong with my husband. No, I will like to talk to you alone for now, the doctor prevailed. He ordered me to sit down on a chair in front of his desk. Mrs Kassim, it is sad to announce to you that your husband is having a chronic heart condition that require intensive care in China or we lose him in a
month. God forbid, my husband will not die, he will live to declare the works of God, I rebuked the doctor sharply. Well, I am a minister of the gospel and I have faith in the healing power of God but I advise you fly your husband to China before it is too late.

I called my in-laws immediately to come down to Lokoja. I was made to deposit N120,000 and two pints of blood was taken from me. Toyin had called baba to join us in prayers and pleaded with him to send some prayer team to us. I was going up and down at the hospital reception not knowing what to do next.

When the prayer team arrived, they swung into action. Their prayers were directed against untimely death. The only sister among the prayer team stopped the prayers and shared her vision with other team members. “While we were praying, I saw brother Kassim in between two women, an old woman and a young lady. They tied his neck with chains, dragging him to an unknown destination. Immediately after the sister’s message, their prayer points changed and the prayer became more intense until the
clinic management barged in and requested we lower our voice because our prayers were disturbing other patients in the ward.

I had to sleep by him in the clinic that day. By the following day, my mother-in-law and my brother-in-law had arrived. I tried to brief them about his condition but they seemed to know more about his ailment than I know. They went out to talk and by the time they came in, they requested he should be discharged. This case is not hospital case, we are taking him to the village for traditional treatment. The doctor did not protest at all. I was shocked when he did their bidding without hesitation. I made up my
mind to travel with them to the village. I called my colleague in the office to inform him about the development and the need for me to travel to the village. I begged him to cover up for me.

The journey to the village was the end of hiding for my husband.



To be continued…

THE ABOMINATION

Episode 6

Mama left with Ope and the house was deserted. I went there to pick more of my things. After a week, Kassim called Toyin begging her to plead with me to forgive him and return home. She can’t return home just like that. In fact, myself and my husband are already filing for divorce between both of you.

All these are like medicine after death. Go and continue to sleep with your sister, you beast. Toyin insulted him. You must be the reason why my friend had not been able to conceive all these years. This is part of the abominations baba talked about the other day. You better go and sort out yourself with
God before it is too late.

Kassim kept sending me text of apology but I never reply any. We didn’t divorce but we were not living as husband and wife again until our pastor intervened. He has called me severally, asking me why he has not seen us in church for sometime. He also had visited our home but met nobody there. I was afraid to honour his appointment but Toyin encouraged me to. A meeting was slated for 10am the next Saturday. I went with Toyin to see our pastor but on entering into his office, I saw Kassim who was already sitted with elder James.

His head was buried in shame when he saw us. Good morning sirs, we greeted pastor and elder James together. Good morning my daughters, pastor responded cheerfully. You may have your seats, he directed us to sit on the same couch with Kassim but I didn’t know when I screamed, “I won’t sit with this beast”. Immediately, I was given a plastic chair from the church to sit on. I ensure I positioned my chair in a way our eyes will not set on each other.

Let us pray, pastor instructed, we all bent our heads in prayers. His prayer was short and simple. Brother Kassim what did you say happened between you and your wife that made her left home?

He kept quiet for minutes until pastor repeated the question again. He sluggishly stood up and said “we had a slight argument and since I have been apologizing for her forgiveness. Please pastor help me beg her that I am
truly sorry. Pastor looked at me, I looked at Toyin in disbelieve. To err is human and to forgive is divine. The scripture admonishes us to forgive ourselves of our offences so that our father in heaven can forgive us, pastor continued his sermon of forgiveness as I sat down dumbfounded. So he didn’t tell the pastor
the truth. Slight argument? I was so angry like I should walk out of the pastor and the elder but they are both old enough to be my father so I controlled my temper.

Sir, I want to leave until Kassim is willing to say the truth. Before pastor opened his mouth to say anything, I had carried my bag and dragged Toyin by her hand as we headed towards the door. My daughters, please don’t go, let us not give room to the devil, the pastor begged but all fell on deaf ears.

I became more angry than before. Kassim’s pretence and lies made me more sick than what he did to his sister. I felt like killing him when pastor called him brother Kassim. I wished pastor knew what he has done. I started attending Toyin’s church but I tried to avoid baba(their pastor) because of our unfinished deal with him.

Even with Toyin around, I felt very empty outside my matrimonial home. I started giving
attention to guys that were coming close. It is not what you are thinking. It’s just for friendship so I could get my mind off my predicament. Those friendships didn’t last because they were all after my honeypot. I vowed never to thread that path no matter the loneliness.

The picture of what happened between us
and prophet Ade still hunts my conscience.
I was married but single. My life was miserable and I became a shadow of myself. Nothing interests me anymore. I abandoned most of my projects because of lack of concentration.

To be continued…..