Iheoma episode 18 – 20

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EP 18🌿

*THREE WEEKS LATER*

I sat at the front row along with Pastor Ade and his wife Rose. The couple held hands with me as the preacher on the pulpit kept throwing declarations at the crowd. I kept nodding my head, feeling fulfilled and completely at home in the church.

It was the fifth time I had been in the church since the couple had told me about Jesus. Of course, I had been reluctant to accept a religion that said that Olisa came down from heaven and died for me. This same Olisa had a father in heaven, but had not been born by a woman, that he had always been there even before the world was created. It had made no sense to me, but after a week with them and seeing how happy their life was even though they had no kids, and the ease with which Rose accepted me even though I was part of the reason her father had almost lost his life, I began to want to know the Jesus they preached.

At the church, the members treated me like I was a part of them, unlike the treatment I got back home from the villagers. I quickly opened up to all the warmth I was getting, and now I was feeling more at home in the church.

After the service, as we drove home Ade kept staring at me at the back where I sat, through the rear mirror. I began to feel uncomfortable with all the attention, and began to pick my fingers.

“Someone left a letter on my car this morning,” Ade said, still staring at me.
“A letter? Who writes letters in the 21st Century?,” Rose asked while scrolling through her phone.

“Emeka,” He dropped the bombshell.
I raised my eyes, completely shocked.
“But..But…How? How did he find me?”

“I don’t know about that, but he did tell me he’s going to kill you for what you did to him. Iheoma I don’t know how safe you are with us at the moment. I’m afraid your life is still in danger…”

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EP 19

As soon as we got home, Rose started making calls across to people she knew. She kept asking each of them if they could allow her younger sister stay with them for sometime. The reply I kept hearing was,
“…I’m sorry, but I can’t let a total stranger live in my house indefinitely.”

After calling about ten people, I noticed how downcast Rose and Ade began to look after about ten calls. It soon began to be obvious that I was in trouble, and had no place to go. Ade began to pace the living room, looking for something.
Soon, he dipped his hand into the corner of the cushion and ran to open a case that stood at the end of a wall. He brought out a bag, and began to pull bundles of money out of it. He handed three bundles to me.
“Take this, board a taxi, and go to a hotel. I and my wife don’t wish to know where you are, so that in case Emeka should come asking for you we won’t know what to tell him.”

I stared at Ade, shocked at what he was doing.
“You’re giving me this amount of money?”
He nodded, held my hands and blessed me.
“You’ll be safe. God has a purpose for you, and that means you’ll be safe.”
Rose stepped forward and hugged me,
“I love you Iheoma. You’re a wonderful person, and the three weeks you’ve been with us has been memorable.”
Ade hurried me out of the door, and flagged down the first taxi that came to us. Two people were in the car.
“Take her to a good hotel please.”

As he hurried me into the car, I turned and stared at Ade and his wife standing together and waving at me as the cab drove away. Tears dropped from my eyes, glad that I had met such Christian people. Just as I was about to turn, I saw Emeka crossing the road with a gun in his hand. Before I could s¢ræm out, a gunshot rang out twice and the two dropped dead.

“Stop. Driver Stop the car.”
The taxi driver didn’t even acted as though he heard me.
The people beside me grabbed me and covered my nose with a handkerchief. I felt myself falling asleep…

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EP 20 🌿

I woke up to the loud noise of a group of men laughing, drinking, and exchanging handshakes. I stared at a while, trying to understand where I was when a chilly breeze blew and feeling the chill I realized I was unclad. I stared down at myself, and gasped in shock at the fact that I was lying naked, tied to a pole in the midst of men. The men each looked like they had heavy pockets, as thick Perfume fragrances spread across the entire room. Their Heavily jeweled Fingers spoke of wealth too.
“She’s awake,” I heard someone s¢ræm.
The men began to circle around me, each peering at me like I was an item for sale.
“What are you doing?,” I asked, petrified at how they unashamedly reached out to casually touch my body parts.
The men didn’t respond to my s¢ræms, as they kept whispering to each other.
A man suddenly rung a bell at the other end of the room, and the men left me to begin to mill around him.
“The Light Brother’s!”
“We Outshine the crowd!,” came the loud response.
I could barely see the man that had spoken first, but his loud voice and aura had quieted the room down.
“Brother’s, You know why we’re all here.”
The men nodded in acceptance. The man continued,
“Our incoming Brother Emeka has almost completed our Lord’s requests of him. His father, he offered without a second thought, and his mother he gave over to our Lord without withholding.”
The crowd kept nodding as though transfixed.
“He offered the blood of the two people he loved the most, but the beautiful one that he has fallen in love with over the years has remained stubborn in yielding herself to the will of our Great Lord in order to make our brother successful in this world. The time has come now, for him to do the Lord’s will.”

Emeka stepped out from behind a curtain in a blood covered apron, brandishing a knife and staring at me.

The man walked through the crowd now towards me, and whispered,
“Our Lord wants his sacrifice now…”

TBC

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