Is It A Sin (Trauma) - Season 2 - Episode 17

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Is It A Sin (Trauma) - Season 2 - Episode 17

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THEMED: REVENGE FROM THE ORPHANS (CLARA AND NNENA)
{CHAPTER 7}

THEME TITLE: INJUSTICE AVENGERS (COLLINS, CLARA AND NNENA)

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“Nnena!” All the member of the family yelled in unison…

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{CONTINUED FROM THE LAST EPISODE}
Mrs. Chioma, Chinendu and Chiamaka were all shocked, they wish the land should just open up and swallow them; they are all shocked to the extent that Chinendu collapse instantly. “What an August and unexpected Visitor!” Obinna exclaimed; his joy knew no bound, he was so happy to the extent that he smile infront of Nnena but he knew that Nnena was here for revenge, he knew that the end of his mother has come, her mother doom is here, Chief Nnamdi avengers are here, many disadvantage thought run into his mind.

“An unexpected visitor right.” Nnena said; she wore a black jacket and a joggers trouser, she wore a jogging shoe; she pocket both her hand inside her trouser pocket’s, she was looking deadly and unfriendly, she walked to Late Chief Nnamdi’s favorite couch, she sat down as she drawled out a pistol gun from her pocket; she was using a handkerchief to clean the gun.

“All I need here is your cooperation…” She paused “Am not here to kill you but am here to skin you alive {directing the words to Chiamaka and Mrs. Chioma} but…” She paused “Please Clara slap that idiot, he will wake up.” She commands just then Clara landed a thunderous slap on the cheek of Chinendu.

“Jesus!” Chinendu groaned in pain as he was revived back to the scene.
“As am saying, am not here to kill you guys, am here to skin you alive.” She repeated; she looks into the eyes of Chinendu, Chiamaka, Obinna, Mrs. Chioma, the gateman and the Man.

“But let me say am here to negotiate your lives with every one of you.” Nnena continued with a deadly look on her face.
“What do you want? If it is money there is money, just name your price ma.” The man barged in.

“So there is money in this house, and you owning me three months salaries.” The gateman nagged.
“Shut up!” Clara cried.
“No one is excluded, am directing my questions to every one of you, if you can’t find me a sincere and true answer to my questions {sigh} I promise you will lose your lives.” She paused.

“I know some of you know the reason why am here; am here to avenge the death of Chief Nnamdi, am here to clear my name, am here to know the root of all this misfortunes, am here to know who murdered Chief Nnamdi.” She snapped.

“This is a silent pistol, it can killed every one of you without been notice and no one will know.” She threatened.

“If you guys cooperate, I promise to spare your lives.” She concluded.

“My first question goes like this, who is this man?” She asked directing the question to Mrs. Chioma as she use her gun to point to the man.

“Hmmmmmmm.” Mrs. Chioma was customizing how to break the news, she was so ashamed of herself, and she was confused whether to tell Nnena or not. Nnena on the other hand angrily shot a bullet from the gun she was holding; she shot the frame of the man (the old man).

“My new husband… my new husband!” She cried out loud.

“I see I think this episode must be interesting.” Nnena exclaimed.

“Well I will still come back to that…” She paused.

“Who poisoned the Chief?” Nnena asked.
Mrs. Chioma thought for a while, she knew if she say that she is the one; firstly, she will disgrace herself infront of her children and the gateman, secondly, her doom is here, if she confessed that she does, Nnena will still kill her, she remember the poor people’s parable that state thus: “Death is better than been embarrassed and been put to shame.”
“Who poisoned the Chief?” Nnena asked her again.

“You poisoned the Chief, everyone know that you did, and you yourself know that, so why are you asking me about the Chief dismissal? Or you think I will fake a lie on myself because of this toy you are holding. Never!” Mrs. Chioma retorted courageously.

“Who poisoned the Chief?” Nnena asked again as she stretch forth her hand holding her gun.

“You did no one else, you murder my late husband, you cause me the deepest wound in my heart, and you made me a widow at the early stage of my life.” Mrs. Chioma replied as she was shedding some crocodile tears.

“Do you think am here for drama? For the last time who poisoned Chief Nnamdi.” Nnena asked again.

“You did…” Nnena doesn’t allow her to finish her words, she shot her at her leg.
Clara was shocked by Nnena shocking reaction, she doesn’t thought she could go to the extent of shooting Mrs. Chioma, she only thought she was only bragging and threatening with her words. Nnena looks at the spot Clara was standing; their eyes collided, Nnena quickly turn her eyes back to Mrs. Chioma; she was wailing and groaning in pains, she was bathing in her own pool of blood; her children and her new husband couldn’t help her unconscious situation because they don’t know their own respective fates.

“Do you think I will just kill you? Never, I will firstly skin you alive; I promise you will die hundred times before your death, for the last time. Who poisoned Chief Nnamdi?” Nnena asked again.

“She would answer, and I know she can never answer.” A voice echoed from the corridor into the sitting room.

All eyes went to that direction, shadows of two men can be visibly seen, and the entire aspirant in the house looks at the men from toes straight to head. Lo and behold it was Collins and Chief Nnamdi.
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