THE NIGHT IT HAPPENED



                                                                  PART VIII


I was determined to deal so badly with Fabian for everything he had made me go through. "How did I become this pathetic? I had a wonderful life and a bright career and everything is over just in a blink.  Fabian must pay for everything he has done, I will make life miserable for him. He will come looking for me, I will make sure I wretchedness becomes his new name." These thoughts kept on running through my mind as I drove to Igala. 

I could hear the distant beating of the popular igba- nla drum, mother drum being beaten and the shadow sound of the igba-nta, the smaller drum as I drove my Jeep towards Igala.  Igala was a village known for festivities, there was always one party or the other. We had no worries, there was this popular saying; "why don't you have any worries like people from Igala." As I drew nearer, something gripped my heart, what it was, I couldn't tell. Could it be fear? Or anxiety of the unknown? A minister always says to me "events mock at human foresight, nothing is certain but the unforeseen" so, could it be the fear of the unforeseen?

Or was it the Holy Spirit telling me not to go back to Igala village? I instinctively stepped on my brakes, a car coming from behind almost missed it way because of my mindless driving, I could only give a weak wave to apologize. My mind flashed back to the hours earlier.  The day has been an eventful day for me, as Dr. Wilfred had called me very early to inform me he had done the Mercy Killing. He gave me instructions to get out of town immediately and switch off my phone for now as my almighty mother-in-law was on her way to the house.

No wonder Dr. Wilfred had sent me home last night, insisting I should go home and rest while my mother-in-law stayed with my husband, Daniel. I suspected he was going to carry out our plan. So waking up to his phone call this morning with the news that my husband, Daniel was dead didn't come as a surprise. I had my moments of weeping as the realization of my own husband, Daniel was no more hit me. 

I jumped up quickly after few minutes when the thoughts of being dragged off to my husband's hometown for the widow's dehumanizing rituals hit me. I parked a few things, took my documents, papers concerning properties I had secured myself.  To be fair to Daniel, I left all his properties for his family. The only thing I took that wasn't acquired by me but was for me was the Jeep he got me on my birthday. 

" Mama, I am sorry for the loss, I know you never loved me from the start and staying behind will be an unwise thing to do, you will take me to your village for the widow's ritual which is barbaric and very dehumanizing and will not be healthy for the baby most importantly. I have gone into hiding in other to deliver the baby in peace. All the documents to your son's properties are in the locker beside the bed in the master bedroom. I am sorry for your loss. Your daughter, Grace!

I headed straight to the bank and I withdrew 1 million Naira in cash in order to start a new life at Igala, but here I was few meters to Igala and I was feeling like this was a strong and wrong move. Tears! Tears! Tears! And I began to scream to the heavens on the lonely road to Igala...

" God! You told me you will keep watch over me lest I dash my foot against a stone, Fabian was a very big stone, why didn't your angels send him away from me??? Why? Why? God why did you let me have feelings for him, why? Why did I get married when it wasn't the right time, I got married when I was just 18, why was Maami diabetic! I had to rush into marriage to take care of her and my sisters. God you promised a good life when I was just 12, when I gave my life to you, but you have not been fair!" 

I got to Igala and I alighted from my car. "Just always trying to justify their evil deeds" I immediately turned around to see who spoke, it was Ebuka, the popular mad man of Igala. It was surprising to still see him alive and still mad after all these years. He kept talking in my local dialect " you fell on the ground with shame, instead of getting to your knees to try and rise again, you tried to use the mud to cover yourself in shame so no one will see you" Ebuka said fixing his gaze on me.

 He asked me for money, which after I gave him, he said "you have no place here again, go back to where you belong."

 But who was Ebuka, a mad man to give me advice, God had failed me, it was time I started taking care of my life. This was the end to Grace the Gospel Musician, I am returning back to my former life. I removed my SIM card from my phone and threw it into the bush. My mother was going to help me kill Fabian and traditional healers will give me local herbs to flush the baby out. There will be no peace until I had accomplished these two things first, before taking my own life. God had failed me, because I committed just one sin, he let all these disaster befall ME!

"SISTER GRACE"! Some of the children around shouted on sighting my car and they all ran towards me. I couldn't possibly hug everyone. They accompanied me with song and dance down to where my mother was sitting. I knelt down before my mother who was surprised and at the same time disappointed that I was there. She never wanted to see me anymore since I refused to offer sacrifices to ajala, the goddess of the village whom my mother worshiped. According to my mother, I am the daughter of ajala since  it was the goddess who gave me to her. I guess as it stands, I do not have other choice.

NOW I ask, is it right or fair for God to punish me this much because of just one night of adultery? Or is it the case that the devil is the one doing all these? Or am I the one punishing myself? Please leave your comments below.

CONFER 









Comments

  1. McDonald Osike9 January 2020 at 11:26

    There was never a punishment in the first place. You started punishing yourself by thinking you can avoid the consequences of your actions

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