I dropped my stuffs and rushed to power the
generator on. I came back inside to see
something?

Hmmmm! Mary had removed her gown to reveal a pink tube and pant. At this point, I don’t know if I should scream or run away. Like seriously, I have never seen a lady in
that stuff except in movies. But here is Mary
standing infront of me almost unclad.

“Mary wait…wait…wait. First, what is the meaning of 1 4 3? And second, what have you refused to talk to me almost a month?”

I summoned courage to ask. After some moments of silence, she replied, “Well, 1 4 3 is what I’m about to prove to you. It means I love you.

I decided to test you if you truly meant all you said when you wooed me.”

Ladies and gentlemen, that was all I needed to
hear. The rest was history.

There is no gain saying, Mary had the skills well above her age. During the stuff (well, I may not write sexually explicit contents for now).

she confessed that this was her second attempt in sexual related stuff. “Then how did you know so much?”

I asked. “Well, I watch so much of Adult Movies
and read a whole lot of love novels.” This
shocking revelation marvelled me. Truly,
teenagers of this generation know so much.

If you’re parent and you’re reading this, talk to your children, reason with them, be their friend.

They know so much that you’ld be shocked.
Well, that’s none of my concern at that moment.

Hey, not that I was that mean o. Atleast, I still
have some sense of moral consciousness in me.

She opened the floodgates of sex to me. Since then, I
never stopped. It was pleasurable until, sadly, she gained admission into university.

This brought absolute end to our sexcapedes. We still talk and chat but sexually, in her words, “We are done.” ”

VICTIM 2 OF MY SEXUAL ENCOUNTER WAS GRACE.

TO BE CONTINUED

I was shell-shocked and dumb- founded. Before I could say jack, she did it again, and again and again. When she noticed the obvious shock on my face, she whispered, “Goodnight”, and walked away. I returned home that night thinking I was dreaming. I touched my lips several times and it sent a shiver down my spine. I was still examining myself when my phoned beeped.

Mary had sent a message which reads, “I hope you liked when I did. I can do much more if you allow me. 1 4 3. Liked what you did? Are you kidding me? I was about deleting the message when the number “1 4
3” caught my attention. What is “1 4 3”?

With curiosity overwhelming my mind, I replied her message by simply saying, “Mary, what Is 1 4 3?”
I sat on my bed waiting for a reply…which never came that day. I called her number before going to bed that night but she never answered the call.
I went to her house the following day only to be told that she had travelled. Tra wetin? How manage?

Later I learnt her father had a function to attend and she willingly followed him. Mary and her father spent a whole week. I was calling her phone all along but she didn’t answer. Wahala don happen. Mary and I didn’t see each other for another 2 weeks. The only thing on my
Mind was simply to ask her what “1 4 3” means. It was Valentine. The youth of the church had organized a feast so that we won’t be roaming the streets looking a Val. I dressed in all black with a red tie, looking cute – at least, to my taste. I made sure I was in church early enough not to miss any funny moment. I sat in the middle so that I would neither be too close nor too far from the whole action. I had not sat for 5mins when I sniffed the perfume of someone I know so well sitting close by. When I lift up my head to see who it was, guess who:

Mary The programme ended in my mind immediately I saw Mary. I lost all my gentlemanliness. As in, it was so obvious that I wasn’t myself. She was dressed in all white gowns with a touch of red. She sat comfortably 3 seats away from mine. I felt too heavy to move because of her presence. I couldn’t help it. She looked so gorgeous and radiant. I didn’t even realize that I was sweating profusely even though I was sitting directly opposite a gigantic standing fan. I was savoring her beauty when I felt someone tapped my shoulder, “Bros, dem don dey call you since now.” The programmed cord had been calling me to say
the opening prayer but couldn’t hear him. My
mind, my heart and all of my being was about
Mary. Hope say this girl no go kill me sha? I enthused.

I muttered some words sha, and I sat down. Like I said, the programme ended immediately I saw
Mary. So, for the rest of the time I was seated
there, na only my body dey there. My mind was
somewhere else. I couldn’t wait to get out.
Finally, the prog ended. I quickly stood up before
the ‘grace’ was shared. When I turned, one of the
youth excos was already standing next to me. He
whispered in my ears and said, “Brother, I would
like to see you for a brief chat.” Brief wetin?
Nooooooooo. Bros free me abeg. “Can’t it wait till
some other time?” I asked. “No sir”, he replied. Se
wahala. When I turned around, Mary had left the
church. “Jezz! What a missed opportunity. Who
knows when I’m going to see her again?” I
thought within myself.
Reluctantly, I followed the brother. He spent
30mins talking but to me, it was as if he was in
slow motion.. some stage, I thought he was speaking
backwards. Physically I was there with him but
my mind was away. The only thing I heard him
say was, “So, that’s all brother.” “Ok sir. Thanks.
I’ll think about it. Bye”, I replied, as if I heard
what he has been saying.
I left church that evening a little sad.

Sad because I passed up the chance of finding answer
to that mysterious “1 4 3-ish” and also to
confront Mary and ask her what’s going on. I
wobbled home that day. All who greeted me
received little or no response. I got home dejected and Nepa didn’t help matter. They struck
immediately I stepped into the compound. I began to rain curse on them so much that my
neighbours were wondering if it was me or not.

The one who had the gut to calm me received the
shock of his life. I was annoyed and intensed.
I brought out my phone for little illumination.
Before I got to my door, I sniffed the perfume
again, the smell I know so well. When I lift up
head, standing in front of my door was a figure I
had seen in church: MARY. Jezz! I almost fainted.

My heartbeat increased immediately at a pace
that even Usain Bolt won’t dare to compete with.

Truly, this girl is toying with me Mary? “Sir”, she replied. I querried, “Why have you decided to hurt me Mary? What have I done to…”

Before I could finish my sentence, she place a
finger on my lips and whispered, “sssssshhhhh.
Open your door. I have few minutes to spend
here.” Her words melt my heart. As if I’m under
the power of a remote control, I stopped talking
and unlocked the door to my apartment.

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART THREE.

Purity is by God’s grace, yes. However, parents must stand up to the challenge of nurturing their wards to becoming pure as commanded by God in the Bible.

As for me though, I wasn’t. Thanks to my parents’ divorce and deaths, and my unwillingness to chastise myself. After finishing my FSLC (First School Leaving Certificate).

sponsored by my mother, I left her house for my dad’s to continue my secondary education. Filled with the euphoria for a new adventure, I rumbled in happiness – along with my elder brother who happened to start his own education same time as I started. We left our mum.

She was both happy and sad: happy because our father will henceforth foot our school bills and second, she would miss her two sons. We shared her dilemma, too. But as young lads, the former was what we were on the look out for. We had imagined freedom, enjoyment, adventure and making new friends. We would live a more suitable lifestyle; after all, our father was on the payroll of Nigerian National Petroleum Corporation.

All my life until that moment, my brother and I had been jumping places: aunties, uncles, relations…and so on. It was in my granny’s house that I first experienced what will later haunt me: sex! I was only 5 years old when a sister, who at that time would be 4 times older than me, lured me into her room and had carnal knowledge of me.
Child abuse right?

Stupidly though, I didn’t tell anyone. I guess I was enjoying it or I probably don’t know what I was doing. This went on for years until my decided that we’ve overstayed our welcome in granny’s house after roughly 5-6 years with her. I left my granny’s, but the experience didn’t leave me. There is no day I don’t reminisce about it, even now. I didn’t know why I kept mute about this but obviously, it was one decision I regret not making. It did hunt me.

My father was a man of many women. He was a scholar, a PhD holder when it comes to doing the ‘Adam’ with women. He had six wives, my mum his first, and so many concubines. My brother, my elder sister and I are the result of his union with my mum. My brother and I arrived at our father’s house, full of excitement and hope. Without much-ado, we were enrolled into one of the finest secondary schools in Ikorodu axis (name withheld) to begin our secondary education. Months passed. Two years later, my mum died. She passed away after a brief illness. We were young. Much younger to be without a mother, being assured by our father’s promises, we lived on.

I may not tell you guys what we went through In his house. That’s another soap opera itself. Alas, 4 years after our mother’s demise, our father died too. He was shot by robbers when he ran into an operation scene. I don’t know if this is fate or not: we were about writing our JSCE and SSCE exams when our mother and father passed away respectively. I thought I would never live again. Well, this is
2015! I’m still alive by God’s grace. The boy grew up.

My education halted when my father died. My sister was in her 300L in UNILAG. There were no sponsors anywhere; no, not even from my father’s brothers who would flood our house almost every week for “pocket money”. I had to make a choice: start working. So, I was 16 years old when I started working in a factory. I was the smallest, the youngest, yet, the most troublesome. I was paid every forth night (#1,325). Though the money was never enough to do a thing, feeding was catered for.

Friends, this is the beginning of a transition from a gentle, innocuous-looking, innocent and peaceful child to a shrewd, wayward and pervert man!
Fast forward.

**** My first victim: Mary.
She was 17+ when we met. We attend same church. She would call me and come to me for advice almost every day. I welcomed her with open arms and do share “brotherly” advice with her.

First Lesson: Girls, as much as it is good to seek for advice, never you go to guys for one.

No matter how ‘spiritual’ that brother may appear, the lion can never be a friend or guardian to the lamb without a temptation to eat it.

Some guys have good motives and pure mind but the girl might have ulterior motives. That’s my case! There is no single day that Mary won’t stop by to say hello. The closeness grew so much that other
Girls of her age became jealous. I need to say here that I was a popular figure in church. Almost everybody likes me, girls especially.

All along, little did I know that Mary had gone to spread fake gospel to her close friends that we had something going, even though we had NOTHING!

Of a truth, Mary is a beauty to behold. Blessed with all the aura a woman would die for. Academically, she is brilliant. I guess that was the most attractive thing about her. So, when I heard of her antics, surprisingly, I was 30% angry but 70% happy. A mystery I’m still to unravel. After several warnings, she apologized.

Her readiness to accept wrong, apologies and her
Seductive humility ravaged me. I lost after her. Even though she was 17+, Mary possessed the maturity of a 22yr old.

She is smart, calculative and blunt. So, it was no surprise that when I finally presented my manifesto, she agreed already What ever is it I requested of Mary, she agreed to it already:

whether right or wrong. She was ready to do my bidding any day, anytime. In her words, “I just want you close to me that’s all I want.” At first, I was a bit scared. I was supposed to nurture Mary in the Lord. But here I am doing the opposite. Well, who cares? What later resulted to numerous sexes with her started with a simple innocuous kiss on the hand? She would call me and text me about how she felt when I kissed her hand. Was she naive?

I had no idea. Subtly, a kiss on the hand led to a kiss on the cheek, neck and forehead. Still, she would make reference to all of it, making me so tensed and a little frightened. Then, one day, as I was seeing her off to her house, suddenly, she turned around and planted a kiss on my lips.

Benita ran into shola’s compound and met shola running out.

– ha!!! Benny, I was coming to your place. Please what I’m I hearing? What happened to mummy? ( took a good look at Benita) Benny what’s wrong? Are you owk?

– yes I am. Water water please.

– OK, let’s go in.

When they went inside, Benita narrated all that has been going on with her to shola. Shola gave her a hug.

– omg, Benny, I pray everyday that God will make me as strong as you are. You saved me from the claws of the evil one. Why won’t I be here for you? You are a strong woman. Kai. Have you had anything to eat today?

– no, I’m on a fast. Queen zina is not asleep. I won’t relent as well. Henceforth, I will be in church. I will not rest until victory is restored to Israel.

– hmmm, can I join you?

– oh no. Don’t bother. Besides you’re going to school.

– may God strengthen you.

– Amen. Emmm, shola, there is something else I didn’t tell you.

– what’s that?

– (Benita started crying) the robbers who came to our house that day? RAPED ME.

– JESUS CHRIST, oh my God.( shola started crying) what? Benny, omg. And you are still this spiritually alert? I’m so sorry sis.

– hmm, that’s not all dear. I’m pregnant.

– ( shola shouted) you are what? Blood of Jesus save me!!!! Hey!!!!!! ( crying)

– its OK sis. You are the only sister I have. I felt you should know what’s going on with me. Do you know Richard is asking me to abort?

– yes of course. Wait o, Benny, are you planning on keeping that bastard?

– shola don’t dare say that again. Do not call the child a bastard. Notwithstanding the circumstances surrounding its conception, I will not abort. I will not soil my hands with innocent blood.

– Benita, are you OK? Do you know what this will do to you? Your image? How about QUEEN’S COT and all the ladies whom you have groomed into godliness and righteousness. The youths whom you have moulded into Daniels and Josephs of our time?

Benny, are you prepared to loose so much souls you gave up your job for? Would you just watch all your sufferings, sacrifices, and contributions to the work of God go down the drain?

Benny, you command respect, you have so much honour among the people of God. You will loose everything keeping that thing. How about daddy? Have you thought about his ministry? The scandal? Benny it will go like this on Facebook THE ANOINTED DAUGHTER OF THE RENOWNED REV FERDINAND JOHNSON PREGNANT. HA!!! disaster.

Do you know what they will call you? Deceiver, hypocrite, religious prostitute, nobody will believe the rape story. They will call it cooked up story.

Benita started crying.

I have the solution to cover this shame and end it here. Just hold on, I will be back.

Shola went in and came out with a cup containing a liquid substance and handed it over to Benita.

– Benny here. Drink it. Go ahead and drink it.

Benita collected the cup. She looked into the cup and poured the substance on SHOLA’S FACE

– ZINA NEXT TIME , COME UP WITH A MORE MATURED TRICK. GET BEHIND ME SATAN.

— BENNY, why did you do that?

– you were feeling sleepy. Open your eyes.It is very important to always be in spirit so that the devil won’t use you to carry out his mission. I will not ABORT.

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Pastor Mrs Johnson was rushed to the hospital.

Benita was by her side doing what she knows how to do best.

Rev was with the doctor.

Richard came into the ward and dragged Benita out.

– stay away from my mum you witch. You put her in this situation and you’re praying? I don’t want to ever see you near my mum. Take yourself and that bastard you’re carrying away from our lives. It is causing us so much.

– will you stop this nonsense zina. Because I know it’s you. My brother Richard can never hurt me. No matter what you do, I will not give up on Jesus!!!!!!!!!

– you are insane. Benita, you are insane. Stay away from my mum.

Rev came out from seeing the doctor.

He looked down.

Benita rushed to him

– dad, what? What is it? Please talk to me.

– hmmmm, my wife needs brain surgery immediately if I still want her alive. The specialist is not in town. Won’t be around until a day after tomorrow.

Making plans to fly her abroad, I don’t have much time. I can’t stand the thoughts of loosing my wife.

Richard walked in

– Benita, if I loose my mum, I will kill you.

Rev replied.

– Richard, if I loose my wife, I will demand her life from your hands. I will forget you are my only son and put you behind bars. If I knew your coming back to life was to take the life of my wife, I would not have prayed you back.

Right now, I just wish you never came back.

Benita was almost going crazy.

– oh Jesus no no no no, father come to my rescue. Holy spirit help me. (She rushed to her dad) dad please you have to calm down.

– Benita, Richard shouted, now my dad hates me because of you? I will deal with you. (He rushed out of the hospital)

-Dad Benita continued, please I beg you. Remember your good works and sacrifices for 25years in service to this great God. Dad, you taught me to be conscious of who I am anywhere I am, no matter the situation I find myself. It will help me act matured and react wisely. Dad, you taught me to always stay connected to the holy spirit during tough situations. You said it makes me tougher and the situation easier.

Reverend Johnson broke into tears.
– Benita, my wife is dying. The specialist is not here.

– dad, JESUS IS HERE. JEHOVAH RAPHA IS HERE. THE BALM OF GILEAD IS HERE. Where is your faith dad? We can’t fight without faith. Dad, Jesus can. If he can raise Lazarus, the widow’s son, even our own Richard right in this hospital, he is still our God.

BENITA began TO WORSHIP.

I’ve seen the God of wonders
Doing mighty things
Healing the oppressed
Setting captives free

He’s the lily of the valley
Bright and morning star
Ruler of all nations
Great and mighty king.

Heavens declare your great and mighty power
Heavens declare your great and mighty power
You are bigger than the biggest
Stronger than the strongest
Better than the best

You are the great I am
You are the great I am
You are the great I am
You are the great I am

She continued to worship

Baba olorun baba
Baba olorun baba
Bami she temi o

Baba

Bamishe temi o

Baba.

(Speaking in tongues)
Impossibility specialist
The specialist who is never on vacation
Doctor of all doctors.
Surgeon of all surgeon.
The hour has come.

As she prayed, the doctor tapped rev and said
“THE DOCTOR IS HERE. HE MISSED HIS FLIGHT. HE DIDN’T TRAVEL AGAIN.

Hail master Jesus!!!.

Pastor Mrs Johnson was taken into the theatre.

Benita went home to freshen up only to meet Richard outside with her file containing her certificate and other valid documents.

– I have been waiting for you to come home. So you will see your ruin with your own eyes.

– (laughing hard) is that fuel and matches? If God wanted you to burn it, Richard, you won’t have waited for me. So long as I am here, you can never set it ablaze.

As he was about to pour fuel on the file danladi shouted.
– small oga, I dey cook? My food i don burn finish o. Smoke I don full am for every where o

-Jeez, Richard shouted and quickly rushed inside.

Benita quickly picked her file and ran out of the compound to shola’s house.

Child of God, exercise authority!!!

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-what are you made of? Most big men of God do not stress me this much. Zina angrily asked.

-hahaha Benita laughed. They that know their God shall be strong and can do exploit. I am a royal priesthood, a chosen generation, a peculiar people, I am called to show forth the praise of he who has called me out of darkness, into his marvellous light.

Daughter of darkness, I am made in his image,fashioned in his likeness. I am made to be like him. He did not give up, when he was tempted by your master tempted him with giving him the whole world. Today,haha,he is the head of principalities and powers.

No matter what ZINA, I am not giving up on Jesus, who did not give up for me. He was betrayed, flogged, bruised, pierced and crucified just for me. He too went through public shame that has brought him fame. This shame is for my fame. I shall match forth in victory just like him.

What shall separate me from the love of God? Shall tribulation, war, famine,hard times,not even this pregnancy. For in all these(she smiled) I am more than conqueror.

– your stubbornness will drag you to your grave Benita, zina replied angrily.

– I have no business with the grave for the grave could not hold Jesus captive.

– arrrrrrghhhhh benitaaaaaaa, zina shouted, gnashing her teeth. I hate your guts. You are making me loose my patience. I will trash you harder till you become mine. It starts NOW.

– I am the daughter of a king. I can’t stoop so low to serve my father’s subjects. Give up already demon, I can never be yours.

Richard entered Benita’s room.

-young woman,can you please shut your mouth and allow me sleep? Your pregnancy is already a pain. I am trying to sleep. Don’t inflict more.

– (Benita moved closer to him) get behind me Satan.

– what!!!!! Richard replied. What did you call me?

-(looking into Richard’s eyes) you demon from the marine, in the name of Jesus I overcome you. Get out of this body into the dry land. In Jesus name.

– will you shut your mouth?(he slapped her). Shameless prostitute. You will forever be in torment until you do the needful.

Revered and his wife quickly rushed out.

– what was that sound? Their mum asked? (She saw tears on Benita’s face) wait a minute, Richard, did you slap your sister?

– yes mum. She insulted me. She called me Satan.

– Benita, did you call your brother Satan?

-honey, Benita can’t call him satan. Reverend replied. She must have said, GET BEHIND ME SATAN. Richard, what are you doing in Benita’s room by at this time of the night. Shouldn’t you be in your room sleeping?

– exactly my point dad. I can’t sleep. She was making so much noise with her prayers. What has those prayers fetched her if not shame.

– will you keep quiet? His mum Scolded. Can you imagine? Since when have you become allergic to prayers? Richard have you gone nuts?

– Richard, reverend called, I have avoiding to mention something in other not to help the devil but your attitude is always calling for it. Need I remind you, you brought this calamity upon your sister. Do not open the door was the instruction but no, that devil in you don’t let you obey . What is wrong with you Richard? What demon has possessed you?

– oh really?I’m the possessed one right? But the one who is pregnant for an armed robber is a saint. We shall see.

– you caused it Richard. It was your act of foolishness and disobedience that brought this shame on us, his mum scolded.

Richard was heading to his room when Benita called him.

-Richard(crying) you said, that all that prayer has brought me is shame. I look at you and give God praise because YOU ARE ONE OF THE SHAME.

Richard lifted his hands to hit her again and mistakenly hit his mum who was trying to defend Benita.

Pastor Mrs grace Johnson fell to the ground, hitting her head so hard on the tiled floor.

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Benita was rushed to the hospital. She didn’t have much bruises. She was discharged 3 days after.
One month later, she hasn’t seen her flow. She went to her mum.

-mum, I haven’t seen my flow.

– Jesus. Meaning? Go get dressed. We are going to the hospital.

She called her husband on phone.

– hello, honey, please let’s meet at our family hospital. I don’t know what Benita is saying o.

– is everything OK? What’s she saying.

– that she has not seen her flow.

– what? Oh Jesus please. OK I’m coming.

At the hospital, they are seated, waiting in the doctor’s office for the test result.
Doctor Malcolm came out with the result.

– I’m so sorry, the result came out positive. She is pregnant.

– how come? Reverend Johnson asked. I thought you did something to prevent this?

– yes I did. Don’t know how this happened.

– ha!!!!! Disaster. This is not good at all. This will destroy the image and reputation of my church.

pastor Mrs grace Johnson could not hold back her tears.

– God what is this? What is this? How can this be said? How can I face God’s congregation with this shame? Who would be live she was raped? (Crying)

Benita kept looking at the test result. She bursted into uncontrollable tears. She could not utter a word. All she did was cry, cry cry.

That night, a family meeting was called. Richard started blabbing.

– what? Preg what? For an armed robber? No, she can’t keep it. She has to terminate that pregnancy.

-hmmm, that is the only option left for us reverend replied. But!!!

– there is no but here dad. Our family name, church, reputation, respect and recognition is at stake here. Benita can’t keep that pregnancy. Much more from an armed robber.

– hmmm, God, Jesus, holy ghost (crying) what is this? Cried pastor Mrs Johnson. You know what? We should fast and pray and ask God to take away this shame by himself. Abortion is a terrible sin. We can’t soil our hands with innocent blood.

– hmmm, sighed reverend Johnson. Honey, I think you are right. The fasting starts tomorrow.

– mum, dad, can you please be reasonable? Who says prayers can terminate pregnancy? The more we waste time, the more it forms. Now it’s just blood. I am not fasting and praying anything. Benita go and abort that thing. Good night

Richard went up to his room.

-Benita, her mum called out. You’re not saying anything?

– mum, in times like this, I am being very careful of what I say to avoid offending God. This is a serious trying times for me but whatever the case, I won’t give up on God and won’t soil my hands too.

I will not shed innocent blood. I will not abort.

Richard heard her and came down again.

– what? What did you say? Richard replied, then get ready to face the shame alone because you stay here.

– Richard, will you keep quiet and show some pity for your younger sister? Pastor Mrs Johnson scolded.

– let her show us pity too and save us this show of shame she wants to put us through.

– Richard enough, you are sounding harsh and disrespectful even in my presence. Have you lost your sense of respect? Reverend scolded.

– I’m sorry dad but be rest assured that Benita’s pregnancy will do more than disrespecting and being harsh.

He went up to his room.

Benita went into her room, shut the door and broke into tears. As she sang, she worshipped.

Jesus you are so good to me
Jesus you are so good to me
Jesus you are so good to me
In all circumstances
You are so good to me.

Dependable, dependable God
It doesn’t matter what comes my way
You are still God
Intentional, intentional God
Everything is working out for my good

You are good
You are good
Jesus, you are good…….

She was worshipping and giving thanks when that she devil, Minister Zina came again.

-How has the mighty fallen? Hahahahahaha, our warrior is pregnant and not married and oh, she was raped and she couldn’t fight?

Hahahahahaha, what a shame, HAs your God not failed you? Say yes to me Benita, and in 2seconds, I will flush the foetus and you will be free again.

– you are a loser ZINA. This shame is for my double honour.

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Great thanksgiving was held in God’s household church. It was double celebration. Pastor Mrs grace was revived and Richard came back to live.

Members of God’s household sure knows how to appreciate God. Songs of praise and worship was rendered unto God. Substance wasn’t left out too. It was indeed a great service.

That night, in reverend Johnson’s home, at about 8:55 pm, they were all sited in the sitting room when they heard a knock on their door. Usually, danladi calls with the inter-call to them someone’s there to see them.

The knock kept coming.

Richard called Danladi through the inter- call, it kept ringing but he wasn’t taking it. The knock kept coming.

Richard moved to answer the door. Benita stopped him.

– Richy don’t. Stay back

– why? We need to know who’s there. Maybe danladi has gone to buy suya.

– then we wait till we get a call from him.

Richard sat down. The knocking stopped for a while. Richard picked the phone and called danladi again, no picking.

– it’s almost 30minutes. Where could he have gone to? Richard said. I think I need to go outside and find out.

-Rich, Benita called, you are not going anywhere and don’t open that door.

– are you being serious? Why do you like bossing people around?

Rev Johnson cuts in

– son, please listen to your sister.

– yes my son said pastor Mrs grace. She says don’t go out, please don’t go out.

– this is really unfair mum replied Richard. It is always about what Benita sees and says. I am her elder brother. She should stop bossing me around.

– Richard, this not about bossing you around, I am only following God’s instruction. We must not open that door no matter what.

Richard called danladi again, was same as before, no picking. He tried his cell phone, switched off. The knock came again. Richard moved to open the door. Benita tried stopping him. Richard opened the door.

Three men on suit greeted Richard. The first one asked about The REVEREND. They have come to congratulate him for what God has done.

– oh, that’s good but it’s late. You can’t see the Reverend now. Please tomorrow morning should be fine.

– emmm, we are traveling tonight, we won’t make it to see him tomorrow.

– oh really, I see. Please wait here, I need to inform him.

As Richard tried going in, the men forced themselves in and brought out guns and shot Richard on the leg.

—arrrrrrrghhhh oh God my leg

– shut- up shouted one of the men. Reverend, how far na? I hear say today you collect plenty pepper. Abeg Rodger your boys. Anything na something.

He sighted Benita.

– omo, daddy use your fine daughter take Rodger me this night. (Licking his tongue) oya baby, arrange yourself.

– for what? Replied Benita. Don’t dare come close to me.

The man slapped her.

– e be like say, you wan die abi? My friend arrange.

– I rather die than allow you touch mum.

– I know you love your father, I will shoot your dad and mum if you do not arrange yourself after the count of ten.

– don’t bother counting, I will not. Please leave my parents and go ahead and shoot me.

– 1, 2,3,4,5,6,….………

– Benita do as they as they say. Don’t let dad and mom die please. Richard pleaded. (Crying)

– I won’t ( crying)

Rev and his wife started pleading with Benita. The man was still counting.

7, 8, 9,………..

Benitaaaaaa, don’t let them die please.shouted Richard

The man dropped the the gun and forcefully carried benita. Benita was raped.

DISOBEDIENCE OPENS DOOR FOR DISASTER.

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The doctor walked into the ward and examined his pulse and shock his head. He reached out for the bed cloth and covered him.

– we lost him. I’m very sorry Reverend.

Rev screamed

– Jesssssssuuussssss. No Jesus, you can’t fail me. My only son can’t die.

Members and elders present could not hold back their tears. They helped to console reverend.

Benita stood by her brother. Tears rolled down her face. She shouted

-Noooooooo, Jesus noooooooo. Richard is not dead.(crying) since I was born, and now I’m getting old, I have never seen the righteous forsaken or the children of the living God beg bread. (She ran outside and went on her knees facing the sun.)

– oh Lord God of heaven, remember. (Crying) my father and my God remember. How my parents have walked before you, in truth and with a perfect heart.

Remember now oh Lord, my service in your kingdom. Remember now oh Lord, your promises to my family. You said you will not suffer your holy one to see corruption. Oh Lord God (crying) shall the dead praise you? Richard is the keyboardist in your church, oh Lord how then can he play you those sweet melodies that arouses the magnitude of your greatness.

Heaven father, they that wait upon you, are like mount Zion that cannot be moved. (She opened her eyes and turned around and saw MINISTER ZINA)

– for the last time Benita, accept my proposal and your brother will live.

– you demon from the pit of hell. If my God won’t save me then so be it. As for me and my house, we will serve the living God. My hope is built on nothing else but Jesus blood and righteousness, I dare not trust the vainest thing but wholly lean on Jesus name.

On Christ, the solid rock I stand. All other grounds is sinking sand. My faith looks up to him my lamb of Calvary, saviour divine.

He will not suffer my foot to be moved. He who keeps me will not slumber. He will fight for me and I will hold my peace. (Speaking in tongues)

She began to worship…….
Onishe iyanu!!!!
You are the God of awesome wonders
I’ve tasted of your power

Onishe iyanu
You have shown me so much mercy much more than I deserve.

The words you speak
Turns things around
Your out stretched arm, has lifted me

You took away, the chains and colts
That held me bound.
(Speaking in tongues)

Olorun agbaye oooooooooooo
You are mighty

As she worshipped, everyone worshipped with her. They were all outside when the unusual happened.

RICHARD WALKED OUT OF THE WARD BY HIMSELF TO JOIN THEM OUTSIDE.

PRAISE YE THE LORD
HE IS A MAN OF WAR

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At the hospital, Richard was unconscious. He fell with this head. He had a big tear at the back if his head which was stitched.

Pastor Mrs grace could not be comforted. Benita was in tears. Rev Johnson wasn’t left out. He pleaded with the doctor to do everything possible to save his only son.

One week later, he is still unconscious. Benita was by his side all through. She prayed and prayed and prayed. One night, her parents were at the church for their monthly vigil programme. That night, Benita was alone. After so much prayers, she slept.

MINISTER ZINA came into the room.

-well, well, well, what do we have here?

– what are you doing here demon? Replied Benita angrily.

– I told you, you will need my help. You have been praying for a week now, no change. Would you want your only brother and your father’s only son to die?

Benita, just say yes. Join us and your brother will be fine instantly.

– listen to me zina, I serve a God who gives life. That God created you too and gave me dominion over you. Read my lips demon, I will not join you.

– (angry) then prepare to bury your brother.

– that’s a lie. Who is he that speaketh and it cometh to pass when the Lord has not spoken? His life is hidden in Christ and Christ in God. Zina , give up the chase. The God I serve will deliver me from the snare of the fowler and from their noisome pestilence.

For surly they shall gather, but not by him, whosoever shall gather, shall fall for my sake. No weapon , firmed against Richard shall prosper and every tongue that riseth in judgement shall be condemned. It is my heritage as a child of God. Zina, you will do nothing. The God of Daniel will deliver me from your plans.

– stubborn fellow. We shall see.

Benita started praying again. All through that night she could not sleep.

In the morning, a nurse came to administer medication to Richard. She placed another infusion and injected into it and left.

Few minutes later, Richard started swelling. Just then Rev and his wife arrived and met Benita shouting and crying. When Rev’s wife saw her son’s condition, she fainted.

The nurse had mistakenly administered the wrong injection. Hell was let loose. Rev wasn’t finding it funny. He threatened to arrest the nurse. Some elders and church members came. They were raining fire and brim stone. There was chaos.

Only Benita understood what was going on. Amidst her pain, she took it upon herself to talk to them.

-brethren, this is not time to sue anybody.. It is time to war with prayers. The devil according to God’s word is working like a roaring lion seeking whom to devour. We need to pray.

As she spoke, Rev noticed that RICHARD HAS STOPPED BREATHING.

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