The Pastor's wife - Season 1 - Episode 16

6 years ago

The Pastor's wife - Season 1 - Episode 16

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Red glowing eyes stared back at me, and I tried to see clearly who it was. Metal claws closed over my forearm tightly, and I whimpered. Then I noticed he looked like David, the man with the red eye had his height and shape of his head. Then the strange being suddenly turned into my mother inlaw. The fear finally began to set in as my heart pumped.

“Ekomobong!” Her deep voice rumbled and echoed at the same time.
I woke up immediately sitting upright in shock, it was a dream. The bed was soft under me, but the covers were thickly hot. I was sweating through my pyjamas shirt. I looked at the other bed, Teye was sleeping peacefully wrapped in her pink mickey mouse duvet. My heart eased a bit, I kept repeating in my head that it was only a nightmare.

“Mummy are you okay?” Mfon asked, her voice was soft and tender, I held her into my arms.

“”yes, I am fine my love.” I said as I pulled her under the sheet and covered her up.

The feeling that overcame me was wondrous and terrifying.

I wanted to stay underneath the sheet, I wanted to sleep through the entire time, but when I checked the time, it was almost 6AM. I woke up hastily to pray, then made breakfast of fried plantain and eggs for the kids. when I heard the door bell ring my heart skipped, I wasn’t expecting anyone.

I didn’t hear the sound of any car horn or anyone knock at the gate. How did this person pass through the gate?

I tiptoed towards the window to see who it was, I slid the curtain a bit and my heart trembled at the mere sight of people I saw.
Should I say they were in thirty, forty or fifty?

I thought they were arm robbers sent by Georgina to come attack me and the kids. I wanted to dial the police, but my instincts wasn’t sure.

Then I saw pastor Jerry, Pastor Ephraim, Akintola and the rest of them whom David mentored.

“What do y’all want?” I asked in a loud Tone, but boldly.

“Good morning maama.” they all greeted in Unison. There was a murmur. Pastor Jerry stood out from the crowd.

“Mamaa please pastor sent us to you.” Jerry said softly.

“I am ready for the divorce now, he doesn’t need to send the whole church to come beg me for a divorce.”
They began to murmur.

“No ma, he is asking for your forgiveness.” They all knelt in unison. But my heart became hardened. I gently closed the curtains and walked back slowly to the kitchen.

“Forgive?” I repeated in a panic whisper, a tear falling down my cheek.