PAPA LOVES HIS GIRLS Novel by Opeyemi Akintunde

PAPA LOVES HIS
GIRLS
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APPRECIATION
I APPRECIATE THE ALMIGHTY GOD FOR THE PRIVILEGE GIVEN TO WRITE THIS
MASTERPIECE… ALL GLORY TO GOD…
I APPRECIATE MY WONDERFUL HUSBAND, AKINWALE AKINTUNDE, YOU MAKE

MARRIAGE LOOK AND FEEL SO SIMPLE, YOUR UNFLINCHING SUPPORT
TOWARDS MY MINISTRY EVEN BAFFLES ME… IT MAKES ME KNOW THAT GOD’S
EYES ARE ALL OVER ME... THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FRIEND, MY TEACHER,
MY MOTIVATOR, MY LOVER…AND EVERYTHING YOU HAVE IN YOUR CAPACITY
TO BE TO ME…
I APPRECIATE MY PARENTS, DEACON & EVANG. OJERINDE FOR BELIEVING IN

ME RIGHT FROM MY YOUNG AGE TILL DATE… You are the best parents any child
could ask for…
I APPRECIATE MY SWEET IN-LAWS, PASTOR & MRS ABRAHAM AKINTUNDE.

YOU GIVE ME PEACE OF MIND, THANK YOU, DADDY AND MUMMY.
I APPRECIATE MY SPIRITUAL PARENTS, DR D.K & DR. SADE OLUKOYA. “Daddy

And Mummy, thanks for your Fatherly and Motherly love and interest in me”.
I APPRECIATE BISHOP DAVID OYEDEPO, FOR SOWING THE SEED OF

SALVATION IN ME, WHILE ATTENDING COVENANT UNIVERSITY.
I APPRECIATE GOD FOR THE GIFT OF STARTING MY DRAMA JOURNEY IN

WORLD EVANGELISM BIBLE CHURCH AS A LITTLE CHILD.
I APPRECIATE PASTOR GBESAN ADEBAMBO, PASTOR FEMI ADEMUAGUN,

EVANG MIKE & GLORIA BAMILOYE, EVANG KOLAWOLA DAVID OKEOWO,
PASTOR JOSEPH, PASTOR DELE., PASTOR AUSTIN…GOD BLESS YOU ALL.
TO THE WONDERFUL GIFTS GOD HAS GIVEN ME… MY CHILDREN, I LOVE YOU
SO MUCH, THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING THAT MUM HAS TO BE ON HER
SYSTEM FOR LONG HOURS WRITING STORIES. GOD BLESS YOU AND MAKE YOU
GREATER THAN I CAN EVER BECOME.
TO PROFESSOR LANRE AMODU, THANK YOU FOR CREATING THE

OPPORTUNITY TO FIND MY PURPOSE.
I APPRECIATE MY FAMILY MEMBERS FOR YOUR ENCOURAGEMENT, APOSTLE

& DR FOLASADE POPOOLA, OPEYEMI & TITILOLA ADEJOJU ,TO MY LOVELY
BROTHER, ADEFIMIHAN OJERINDE, THANKS FOR YOUR ENCOURAGEMENT
ALWAYS.
I APPRECIATE MERCY O. OLADOKUN FOR EDITING THIS NOVEL.
TO YOU, MY READERS & SOCIAL MEDIA FOLLOWERS. IF I HAD NO ONE TO READ,

THERE WON’T HAVE BEEN THE NEED TO WRITE... THANKS FOR ALWAYS
READING. GOD BLESS YOU…MY PRAYER FOR YOU IS THAT AS YOU GO
THROUGH THIS BOOK, YOU WILL FIND GOD ON THE PAGES OF THIS BOOK IN
JESUS NAME
DEDICATION
I DEDICATE THIS NOVEL TO MY SOURCE, MY INSPIRATION BANK, MY

FOUNDATION, THE GIVER OF THE OIL UPON MY HEAD… TO GOD THE FATHER,
THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT.
I AM NOTHING WITHOUT THE TRINITY

CHAPTER ONE
© Opeyemi Akintunde
I Loved Chike!
Chike Knew I loved him.
My Sweat Knew I loved him.
My Body Knew I loved him.
My Reasoning knew I loved Him, because whatever I thought must favour

Him.
His Parents, His Siblings, My Parents, My Siblings, Our friends, the entire
community could also testify that I Loved Chike.
Did Chike Love me back in return?
Most definitely! We were two inseparable lovebirds. Modest, well brought

up, smart, humble are few of the words you could use to describe our pair.
Everyone loved us together! Parents gushed over us. They saw two
teenagers who were mature enough and responsible enough to start a
relationship.
Chike and I met when I was sixteen years Old. He was Nineteen.
We met at as a result of attending the same Tutorial Center. I was fresh out
of secondary school, while Chike had stayed at home for three years
awaiting admission to the University.
The first Day we got to talk was when I was trekking back home after
classes. I had no money on me, thanks to my very humble background. I
wasn't aware that prior to that time, Chike and I always boarded the same
bus home. Forgive my unawareness of my environment; you could blame it
on my addiction to crime novels. Crime novels were my escape from the
obviously criminal world I lived in.
That day, I couldn't read my novel as reading while trekking was definitely
not the way to go. I noticed a bus stopped some meters ahead, reversed
towards me...
“Hey! I told the bus you were going to Abenga" Chike said from the bus...
I shook my head in the negative...
“I am not boarding a bus today, thank you!" I replied, yet I was wondering
where I knew him from me... Then, I guessed it must be from the Tutorial
center.
“Ok" Chike had replied and trust Nigerian impatient bus transporters, the
driver zoomed off. The reason he stopped in the first place was because he
thought I had money to commute myself.
I remember thinking in the next few seconds why the boy was interested in
making me get into the bus. My crime novels' memory bank began to give
suggestions as to why, and trust me they were not good suggestions, it
ranged from kidnapping to Assault to Vendetta on my parents who may
have done terrible things to his parents when they were younger... (As I
write I am shaking my head at the naive 16 year old Mayowa who didn't
know that someday in the nearest future, she would be a main player in a
real life crime).
I saw the bus stopping suddenly and fear gripped my heart. My first instinct
was to run off but somehow I was too glued to the spot to move.
I saw Chike running back towards me on foot while the bus was waiting.
“If you are short on cash, please let me be of help" Chike said on reaching
me.
“Oh! Thank you for the offer but No thanks!".
“Come on, the bus is waiting"
“No please... I will get home in no time"
The bus started moving and before I could tell him to avoid being left
behind, the bus zoomed off throwing his Backpack on the ground.
“Wow! Your bag?" I said
“Yeah! Guess we will be trekking home together and let me give you a free
one; I am a very good companion"
I smiled at that!
I consciously took my time to look at him for the first time. He didn't look
like any of the bad guys in my crime novels, instead he had the eyes and
demeanor of a character from a love story.
“I am sorry" I said feeling sorry for how he had been left behind because of
me.
“Don’t be! I am actually excited that I am able to catch you for once without
your novel" Chike said...
I gave a surprising look.
“Someone has been stalking" I said. Stalking was a regular thing in my

Crime novels. It was meant to be a red flag, but surprisingly my heart felt
safe...
“I am not sure stalking is the right word, it's more of admiring." He said
and I blushed...
That was the first time someone tickled my fancy. That was the first time
someone was actually speaking to me in that manner.
I was not an ugly girl, but just like Chike had pointed out, I was always too
buried in my novels to be caught having conversations around. I was
nothing like the hot girls at the tutorial center. I was nothing like Sewa,
Abigail, Joan and Peace.
From that day, we walked every day.
Walking made us bond more. Even after writing our examination, he

would come to my house and we would take a walk together for hours.
However, our walking together came to an end when our admission letter
came and the reality of our background standing in the way of success
became clear... Neither of us had what it took to pay our university tuition
fee.
I decided to act in love. I decided to forfeit my education for that year so

that Chike would go to the university.
My thinking was;
"Chike, you are a man. Get into the university first, by the time you
graduate and start working, I can start my own degree" I remember saying
Chike refused bluntly, telling me it should be the other way round.
Adamantly, I won!
Chike got into school. One of the 'hot' girls from the Tutorial center also
gained admission to the same University. Her name was Joan.
Meanwhile, I toiled! I mean I toiled day and night to sponsor Chike's

education...Even my Blood and Sweat knew I loved Chike because of how
much I toiled for him.
Was I wrong to have toiled to sponsor my boyfriend's education bearing in

mind the plan we had? Before I proceed with my Story, What do you think?
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CHAPTER TWO
I labored; I washed clothes, I cleaned houses, I was at every menial job you
could think of. I didn't want to do a Salary based job like being a Sales
Attendant because I was sending Money to Chike every Sunday Evening.
Whatever I made from the week, I would split into two unequal parts; that
is 70:30, 70 percent was in favour of Chike while my family and I struggled
it out with the 30 percent left. Four years felt like Four months, because it
was back to back for me. There were no holidays. If I didn't send money any
Sunday, Chike would starve that week, so I could not afford to stay idle.
I was discouraged by Friends and my family. My mother loved Chike but

she warned me against putting my full trust in him, her usual line was...
“Mayowa, human beings will be human beings, give your heart the
allowance of being disappointed in the Long run. Invest in yourself too as
you are busy investing in Chike. I am not against Chike, you know I love
him so much but have it at the back of your mind that anything can happen.
What if he dies? That means he would have taken your sweat of 4 years into
the grave."
“Mummy, God forbid...Chike will not die ooo" I was always quick to reply...
I would have called my mother a witch some years later when Chike died...
Yes! Chike died in a ghastly motor accident where he was burnt to ashes
with no remains of him left. He had been travelling down from the east. He
had gone to finalize a deal...He left me with two Children.
I guess you are a bit confused right! Or maybe swept off your feet by the
speed of my story.
Let me slow it down a bit.
Yes! I got married to Chike immediately after school following Sarah's

advice. Sarah was a friend I met at one of the sites I worked as a casual
laborer. She got to know about my sending money to Chike every week, and
you should have seen the way she stood transfixed on the road as we were
trekking back home...
“YOU BE MUMU!( You are a fool)" She had said to me after recovering
from her dazed state...
“I am a fool in love with the right man” I replied

“Jesus Christ!" Sarah Exclaimed
“Don’t call God's name in vain" I replied
“See this one, you can preach to me when you are the one who needs
serious preaching..." Sarah had replied
“I don't need preaching, we know what we are doing. We have a good plan.
He is already in his 400Level, by next year he will serve the country and in
two years he will start working. By that time, he will be sponsoring my
education." I supplied my usual answer to anyone whose dared questioned
my decision.
“Correct! Madam Calculator...You have it all planned out, but are you sure
he is still following the plans. Are you sure another girl who is educated like
him is not in the picture, Hope there is no Amaka, Michelle, Favour or Joan
somewhere in the picture..."
The mention of the name 'Joan' felt like someone stabbed my heart.
“How did you know about Joan?" I asked
“Who is Joan? I don't know any Joan; I just mentioned random names...Oh!
There is a Joan in the picture already?"
“There is no Joan, she is our friend and they happen to be attending the
same school. No big deal..."
“Mayowa! Your Mumu never reach?" (Mayowa , isn't it time you stopped
playing foolish). " Make I dash you advise for free, the one you don serve
don reach, it's either you sef start school now or you find how you two go
marry so that your Labor for all these years no go enter gutter, and make
the matter no end with " I am Sorry , I don't think we are meant for each
other" ( Let me give you a piece of advice, you should consider doing either
of this, either consider sponsoring yourself to school ASAP or getting
married to him). Sarah had said bluntly.
Though I acted as though her words didn't have any impact on me, it
registered in my heart especially since I was beginning to feel very
uncomfortable with the way Joan was sometimes the one to pick Chike's
phone whenever I called...
I held my peace till after Chike concluded his NYSC, (Serving our country
for a year).
I held a small welcome party for him at my house. It was fun...
When everyone had left, we sat in front of my house with my head on his
shoulder. I was happy knowing I had made my man. I was thanking God for
the Strength to have sponsored Chike throughout school. Tears of joy
flowed down my cheeks. I thought of the days I had to do three jobs in a day
just to meet my weekly target. I cried knowing all of that paid off, because
Chike didn't disappoint, he graduated with a First Class in Business
Administration. I cried while I psychologically patted myself in the back for
a job well done.
The only thing I never did was to make money through sex, but any legal
work that fetched daily work was my go to any day...
" Mayowa, it's time I repay you back. It's time you go to school" Chike had
said
The sound of school was not good in my ears. I wanted to be Chike's wife. I
wanted him to pay me back with marriage, I wanted to be sure I would not
be told 'I am sorry' after all my toiling.
“I don't think I should go to school yet. Why don't we get married, have kids
and then when they are a bit old, I can go back to school. If I start school
now, that would be another 4- 5 years of us still dating. Let us get married."
I remember saying.
“No...Mayowa, things don't get easier in the future ooo, and besides it's not
easy going to school as a wife and mother of Children".
“That’s what I want Chike, Or is there someone else? Are you planning to
dump me?" I blurted out..
He was surprised at my outburst...
“Won’t I be a devil to betray you, even if I fall in love with someone else, I
can never marry that person, it will inhumane of me. You are the one I
should repay back with marriage, but I want you to go to school first..."
As always, adamantly I won again.

We got married and in five years we had two kids; Chinonso and Chiamaka.
Like an unannounced rain, Nine years into our marriage, Chike left me with
two kids, no university education, and fear of being killed.
Yes! Fear of being killed, because I got a letter suddenly after my husband's
demise....
What was the content of the Letter?
To be continued...
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CHAPTER THREE
“Hello Mrs. Mayowa Nwosu,
We are sorry about the Loss of your husband; we want to inform you
that your husband was assassinated as a result of a business deal gone
sour. The Car burning was not an accident. He was murdered.
We thought it fair to let you know the truth about the death of your
husband as we know you were not aware of Chike's last business dealing.
Chike said he was keeping the business deal a secret from you as a
surprise.
We are his unknown business partners who are aware of the true picture
of things. We got into a risky business deal and our partners were about
to outsmart us, but Chike being a smart man confronted them. Things
went from bad to worse and ultimately his untimely brutal death.
We would like to advise you to please relocate to another state for your
own safety and that of the kids. Chike was pursuing this business majorly
to give you a very good life. He was always ringing it in our ears that he
owed you a good life. Chike was a very good man and his death is a very
painful one for us. Knowing how much Chike loved you and his Children
we decided to reach out to you.
We (his business partners) are relocating to different African countries.

We advise you to do the same. Kindly use attached package to start up a
new life."
PEACE.
My heart almost fell out of my body. What I had just read felt like
something out of my Crime Fiction novels, it didn't fit my reality.
I sat into my chair. It all began to make sense. The last five months before
his death made perfect sense.
He was always up all night on his Laptop working. There were different
documents I never bothered to check littering our dining table.
There was always a sudden change of plans.
His usual line was...
“Babe, something just came up!" He would dash out after receiving a call...
Receiving the Letter just few minutes after hearing about his death was
looking very unreal.
Chike had been MIA for two days, and getting a call about his death was
what I had been praying not to hear.
I started shaking. I checked the parcel that came with the letter. It was a
box. I opened it and it was loaded with money.
Tears began to flow without an end. I couldn't believe my Chike had been
assassinated. I received a call from the police some minutes earlier about
his death and just as I was about to step out to ascertain the truth of the
death, I had received the fearful letter.
I got into my car and raced to the venue of the accident. It was two hours’
drive from my home..
There was my reality staring me in the face. Chike's car had been burnt
beyond recognition. I saw what looked like Chike's Palm slippers I bought
for him. I saw the remains of his laptop as well...
“Madam, the accident happened around 2am and there was no fire service
around to help. Only God knows what happened here." A policeman said to
me. I saw Chike's bones...
I broke down in tears; I wanted to turn back the hands of time. I wished I
could go back in time to plead with Chike not to take up the business that
would kill him.
Suddenly, it felt like someone replayed one of the scenes of one of the crime
novels I had read; the scene about a woman getting smart after her
husband's demise.
My smart survival instinct kicked in...
I immediately gathered my thoughts, returned to the house to pick up the

money and dashed off to the bank. I made the deposit of the money.
The bankers wondered how I got the money. The bank Manager had to ask
them to invite me into the office. I explained that my husband just died and
a group of his friends gave me the money. With that, I was left to go.
I rushed to my children's school to pick them up. I needed to run off to a

hotel close by. From there I would make all necessary calls.
I had to inform my parents and Chike's parent that he had been found but
dead. Chike's parent had relocated to their hometown two years earlier, so
they would have to travel down.
I remember driving back home as I constantly checked my mirror in fear,

only to find my brother in-laws in front of my house. They said they came to
join me in the search of their brother. I broke the sad news to them and
from that moment, everything became a rollercoaster.
The Next three Months was like Three Years.
Chike's remains were buried by his family. The Burial was a scene that
made me more fearful.
Three strange men came to the burial. They kept staring at me and my
Children. I felt very uneasy. I told myself they had to be the bad guys. The
crime novels I fed my mind with years back made it easy to identify them in
the crowd. The way they looked and acted was highly suspicious. There was
no doubt; my kids and I had to run away from that town.
After the burial, I thought I would be able to disappear, but a harsh reality
surfaced...
To be continued...
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CHAPTER FOUR
My harsh reality surfaced!
I never knew that my very nice in-laws could suddenly turn against me. To
be fair, my mother in-law was calm, but my Father-in-law, Sisters -in-law
and Brothers -in-law, became strangers to me. They vehemently stood their
ground that I had to perform all the usual widow's rites...
“Mayowa, Omo Yoruba Bia kanyi koria (Mayowa, Yoruba girl, Come let's
talk). I know how nice you were to Chike, but tradition is tradition" My
Father in law had said.
“Luckily for you, Chike's body was burnt so you won't have to drink the
water from his corpse, but I am afraid my people want you to do the other
things. Don't worry it's only a matter of months."
I was able to escape drinking the water of Chike's dead body. The purpose
of that was to prove that the widow is innocent of murder.
My torture called widow's ritual started with Shaving of the head. My pubic
and armpit hair was removed with a razor blade in an untidy manner by
older widows.
My hair was scraped three times in that three months I stayed in Chike's
hometown. As soon as it regrows, it was scraped off. Without looking into a
mirror, I could tell I was looking very ugly and "untidy".
I was untouchable and defiled and so must not receive gifts, pick items up
from the floor, or receive a handshake;
I could not speak out or make a noise unless I was required to cry; there
were days I was forced to wail even when I didn't have the strength to do so.
I was not well fed. I Slept on the bare floor; I was not allowed to have my
bath even when I was menstruating; they would only pass me a bucket of
water with towel to clean up myself..
The most humiliating rite of them all was when I was told to the "naked
walk" as part of the ritual cleansing. I walked around the neighborhood
naked for a day, using my hands to cover my breast. I had only one cloth I
wore , it was washed at night and I had to stay naked until it dried.
My life was restricted for the three months. My phone was taken from me, I
only spoke to my family once a week. I could not meet people, could not
fetch water, cook, go to market or farm like others, Worse of all, I could not
stay too long with my children. My children were with my mother in law. I
would sometimes hear them crying for me but I couldn't go to them. I was
told by my Mother in law to bear it, so that there won't be negative
consequences on me and the children. At times, my mother in law would
sneak in and give me malt and milk to drink.
Other times, she would bring me tissue to clean up myself and the
unwashed dishes and plates I was using for the duration of mourning.
My mother in law would cry whenever she sneaked to see me...
“Mayowa, death is wicked, you do not deserve this in any way, you are a
good daughter in law. You take care of me, whenever I come to your house,
you treat me like your mother...I am sorry Mayowa...this will be over soon...
Chike! Why! Why did you do this to Mayowa?"
Sitting for long hours on the floor for many days to demonstrate my
"dethronement" was painful.
Finally, the worst of all came....

“Mayowa, you have been a good widow, I now see why Chike choose you.
Unlike other city girls, you cooperated with us in performing all the rites. It
is now time for the King of rites... This rite is to "cleanse" a widow of evil
spirits. The purpose is to cut the link between the living and the dead. Once
you do this, Chike will know you are no longer his wife." One of Chike's
Uncle said to me, the night before my three months widow's rite was to be
over...
I actually thought it had to do with me carrying a sacrifice to the T- junction,

but my ears went into temporary deafness when Chike's Uncle finished his
words...
“You will be having Sexual relations with family members tonight, Your
brothers-in-law, Your father-in-law and me Your Father -in- law's elder
brother will crown it up.."
I stood there transfixed and dead. I died!
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CHAPTER FIVE
I got back to my house in Lagos very drained.
I was physically and emotionally drained.

My mother in law insisted on following me back to Lagos. It was Obvious
She felt bad I had to go through all that I went through. Truth be told, I
didn't want her to follow me. I wanted to run far away from anyone or
anything that had something to do with Chike's family, but my mother in
law would not have it..
“I am going with her; she is still the mother of our grandchildren. I need to
nurse her back to health so that she can take care of her children...our
grandchildren" She had argued her way before my Father in-law gave her
permission.
When I got home, I walked into the waiting arms of my mother...
“Pele Omo mi (Sorry my Child). You will never experience this again." My
mother had said.
I felt that prayer was useless. I was never going to lose another husband
because I was not planning to remarry. I wanted to pick up myself so as to
give my children a good life.
My mother in law stayed with me for three weeks before she had to
suddenly return to her hometown. She nursed me back to health, but there
was nothing she could do about my frequent emotional meltdown in the
hour of the night whenever I thought about the humiliating gang rape I was
subjected to in the name of culture and protection from the dead.
Chike was the only man who ever slept with me. He was the first man in my
life, and I had thought that it would remain so, but his death made me a sex
object for four men.
My nights had been plagued with haunting dreams of seeing my in-laws

wanting to have sexual intercourse with me over and over again. I would
wake up shaking all over. I initially did not give my mother the full details
of the rites, but when the midnight screams was becoming more disturbing,
she had spoken to me about it...
"Mayowa, why are you still screaming from your sleep? Do you see Chike in
your sleep?"
" No..."
" Then, what do you see that is so scary that makes you wake up very
scared?"
“My. In-laws all slept with me...and I see them in my sleep trying to ...." I
was saying but my mother didn't let me finish my statement...
“You said what?" My mother was enraged. She was so mad she wasn't
thinking. She ran to the room my mother in law was sleeping...
"Mama Chike, you allowed your people rape Mayowa?" My mother said
disbelievingly
“Mama Mayowa, I am sorry, it's tradition"
“Tradition? What Tradition subjects a bereaved woman to more pain than

the one she has...A woman who just lost her husband is going through
emotional pain, and instead of easing her pain, you inflict more emotional
pain and physical pain on her... Chike's Mum, My daughter did not deserve
this from your family. My daughter served your son...and this is what you
pay her back with... I didn't know you Igbos are this barbaric..."
“My in -Law, this is not the case with all Igbos, my own hometown does not
believe in this inhumane treatment, it is my husband's village that still
practices such. I am sorry Mayowa had to go through this. I pray she heals
on time. That's why I came home with her. I am still nursing my own
wounds of losing a child, but my love for Mayowa made me abandon my
pain to follow her here."
My mother wept sore...
"Apart from the emotional and physical toil this will have on Mayowa, what
about the Spiritual implication? Four different men having sexual
intercourse with one woman, do you know the evil spirit that may have
been transferred into her life, no wonder she is having the nightmares
and seeing the men in her sleep. A covenant has been formed..." My mother
wailed...
The relationship between my mother and my mother-in- law became

strained over the next few days. Chike's mum had no choice than to leave
after three weeks.
The moment my mother in-law left, my mother whisked me off to a church
asking that a deliverance service be conducted on me. My mother explained
all that happened.
However, Instead of an instant deliverance session my mother was hoping

for, I was asked to pray some prayers for 21 days. I was told that the
deliverance in their church was "Self Deliverance" There was an
enlightenment session where I was made to understand that I had to break
the covenant between my dead husband and I. The pastor reminded me of
the vow 'Till death do us part'. I was made to understand that once a
partner dies; one had to be spiritual disconnected from them. I was also
told to pray against any soul-tie I must have formed with my in-laws
through sex.
I went through this 21 days rigorous prayer program and truth be told, I felt
free and no longer was I seeing my in-laws in my dreams...
Like a character from my Crime novels, I decided to disappear, plus my

Spiritual life had been revived through the 21 days and I wanted a fresh life.
A life where I could start again with my kids was what I wanted...
I moved to Rivers state with my children; where I knew no one... I knew

only one person there...GOD!
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Rivers state became a river for me and the children. A river of joy, a river of
peace, a river of new friends. I joined a growing ministry when I settled in.
It was a small church. The Pastor was a handsome single man who was
loaded with the Word and the Spirit.
I believe he being unmarried gave him time to tarry more in God's presence,
hence there was so much fire in him to breathe into us .
I grew spiritually. I got to know God intimately. I felt loved by God. The
Small Church gave me stability. My children found friends and you could
say all was going on well, till Joan; Chike's friend started calling me
frequently.
We were already in Rivers for a year when I received her call. I purposely
kept using my old phone so that I could be accessible by old friends. My
place of residence was kept secret. The only one who knew the state I was
living was my mother.
Joan kept calling almost every day after her first call.
Though she was far away, she found her way into our heart. My Children
got to speak to her almost every day. We exchanged video calls frequently.
However, after about six months of reconnecting, Joan started becoming

interested in me finding love again. It sounded weird to me. I was not even
thinking about it. I was thinking of growing my canteen business I had
started. I started a Yoruba and Igbo theme canteen, thanks to my
background. I was beginning to have good sales, as Yorubas in Rivers state
would sometimes drive hours to buy my Amala and Ewedu with Gbegiri.
Igbos were also in love with my Igbo dishes. My marriage to Chike made me
a master in Igbo dishes.
Therefore, Joan's talk about re-marriage was falling on deaf ears.
However, One day, she called me with so much pressure in her voice...
“Hello Mayowa! Is your Pastor Married?"
“No, why are you asking?" I replied
“Oh! He is not married! Hmm...This God sha!"
“What happened?" I asked
“I just woke up from a dream of seeing you getting married to your Pastor!"
Joan said
I laughed so hard I almost fell...
“Aunty, go back to sleep, you will have another dream!" I replied laughing.
The thought had never crossed my mind.

“How on earth could a widowed me get married to my handsome pastor
when there are over 20 beautiful single sisters in church, in fact some of
them were virgins." I remember thinking that..
“Mayowa, I know what you are thinking, You are thinking that how can God
make a Single man marry a widow with two kids? What about Ruth and
Boaz"
“Eh! See Rhema from Sister Joan!" I replied laughing...“But you are
missing something in that Rhema ma, Ruth did not have two travelling
bags ooo in her journey, she was not bringing two children to the
marriage." I replied still making fun of Joan's dream...
"Ruth's story is just an example. With God all things are still possible. A
widow can still find love!" Joan said and I remember she went on and on
about how God was a good God.
I can say she definitely planted a seed in my heart. From that moment, I
developed softness for my Pastor. I was no longer just listening to the
Rhema from his mouth, but I was beginning to admire the structure of the
lips.
To make matters worse, my children became close to him. They loved him
and would most times say he was their Daddy. He also reciprocated the
Love by showing them so much affection.
Without envisaging it, I started catching feelings for my Pastor...

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It didn't take about two weeks for the feelings to dissipate from my heart.
Guess why?
It suddenly dawned on me, he was not Yoruba. Though he was not Igbo, he
was not from Yoruba either. I reminded myself of the torture I went
through in the hands of my in-laws.
I also realized that my Spiritual life was gradually reducing. I decided to

focus my attention on my reason for coming to Church.
The only problem I had was Joan. Joan was always on my neck about
making myself visible for my Pastor, but I didn't take her advice.
Exactly few months to two years of losing Chike, Joan called me one
evening...
“Mayowa, Chike's family wants to have a service of Remembrance in honor

of Chike, I believed they have reached you as well" Joan said
“Remembrance?" I asked very surprised.
“Oh! They are yet to call you?"
“Yes!"
“Well that's shocking; I got a mail this morning from his younger brother,
Tobe."
“I guess they won't be calling me, not after how they raped me" I said with
the wound in my heart suddenly becoming fresh.
“They raped you?". Joan was taken aback by that...
“Joan, Chike's death took a lot from me. Don't let start recounting it. Long
and short, I was subjected to a lot of torture in the name of widow's rite."
For the first time, Joan was not her chatty self. She went quiet...
After a while, she eventually spoke...
“I am sorry you had to go through all these".
It seemed like the conversation Joan and I had was too hard for her to bear,
because unlike her I did not hear from her for a whole week. I called her,
my children called her but she didn't pick up, and neither did she return
our calls.
My phone rang one Saturday evening while playing chess game with my
children. It was my Father in-law calling me. Since Chike died he had not
called me once. It was only my mother in-law that made it a duty to call
every first day of the month. I knew my mother in-law longed to see me and
the Children but I couldn't let her fulfill the longing. I was scared of the
men I saw at Chike's burial..
“Hello Papa..." I said on picking up
"Mayowa, Kedu”
“Ọ dị mma Papa"
“Mayowa, your husband's brothers are planning to do a remembrance

service for their brother, you have to be there, it is in two months’ time.
Make sure you bring the children with you. Ị na-anụ na?( Do you hear?)"
I replied in Igbo as well... Marriage to Chike for close to a decade had made
me Igbo by marriage, I understood the Igbo language in bits and pieces and
likewise I could speak in that same measure..
“Papa, I have heard you. I will be there"
I ended the call with my right hand shaking. I had to use the other hand to
stop it from shaking. I should have told him I couldn't make it, but did I the
'liver' to say that to my authoritative father in law...
Two months passed so fast.

I was not planning to stay with my children in the family house. Instead,
almost a month ahead of the remembrance service, we searched online
and found a self-service apartment in a G.R.A close to my In-laws
hometown. From the apartment, we would have to drive thirty minutes to
get to my in-laws place.
As a way of watching my back, we came to the town a week earlier. I didn't

want any ambush set on the road on the day of the arrival.
We also travelled by road. My mother in-law had suggested that we fly in

and my Crime novel instinct told me to change the plans.
As the taxi drove us into the GRA. I was happy I made the choice of the
apartment. The environment was serene.
We further drove through another gate. On getting in, we saw similar

blocks of flats. We alighted, paid the fare and dropped our boxes.
We looked lost, not knowing where to go. I brought out my phone, dialed
the number of the agent. He directed me to the office of the person in
charge.
I walked into the office, to find a plumpy woman seated...
“How can I help you?" She said with the sweetest voice ever...
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"Good Afternoon ma, I booked an apartment for my...." I was saying
“Your name please?"
“Mayowa Nwosu"
“Oh! Welcome Ma...Oh! Your children are.... Wow! Hello dear, Wow you
remind me of someone" The woman said facing Nonso.
“You look so much like my son"... The woman said
“Oh!" I replied
“I mean, this was exactly how he looked when he was your age" She said
smiling at Nonso. Nonso was a replica of Chike, likewise Amaka. I was
dark-skinned while Chike was very fair-skinned. Both of my kids took after
Chike...
“Wow! Interesting. Thank you ma" I replied. The woman had a warm Spirit.
I felt at ease around her...
“Please sit" She pointed at a couch. She picked up her phone and spoke
calmly to the other person.
After few minutes, a man came to the reception. He brought a small shuttle
which I suspected he wanted to use to transport our luggage. I was so
exhausted I didn't pay attention to the man, but Nonso my son said...
“Mum, the man looks so much like Uncle Kamsi" He said and I looked
towards the man. My heart stopped for a few seconds.
Kamsi was my brother in-law. Not only did he look like Kamsi, he had a
striking resemblance with my Chike. I tried to see his full face feature and I
could say he and Chike were probably twins separated at birth...
“Hello Sir..."
" Hello Ma" He answered very cautiously
“Are you related to the Nwosus?" I asked softly.
He looked at me and shook his head in the negative.
His face tensioned. I could see that the question did not sit well with him.
“He is not related to anything Igbo, He just looks like one." The Woman
said from behind.
“So sorry about that, He looks like someone from my husband's family" I
said as I was relieved as well. I didn't want any of Chike's family knowing
about my whereabouts. I wanted to lay low till the day of the Remembrance
where I planned on spending just an hour at the function before
disappearing and without saying goodbye.
The man carried two of our bags with the intention of coming back for the
others...
“Nonso and Amaka, pick your bags"
“No, I will come back for it" the man said
“They have hands..." I replied, carrying two other bags as well, that way
there won't be the need for the man to return the second time.
*****
We got to our apartment; it was a two bedroom apartment. It looked very

cozy and neat...
“Can we stay here forever" Chiamaka said.
“Yes!" Nonso agreed...
I smiled. My dream was that my Children would live a good life but
circumstances was proving otherwise. Back in Rivers, we were living in a
one room studio apartment close to my small restaurant. It had one living
room where I slept most times; it had a bedroom where my kids slept. The
house had a separate toilet and bathroom. We also had a kitchen. The
money I received from Chike's business partner was being spent wisely. I
therefore could understand why my children felt good about stepping into
the beautiful short-let apartment.
“This is my room" Chiamaka said running towards one of the room
“The other one is mine" Nonso said too...
“What about me? Where do I get to sleep?" I said happily
“You can stay in my room" they both chorused. I couldn't help but laugh.
Nonso and Amaka were God's gift to me...
Laughter besides mine jolted me back to the present. I turned and realized
the man who had brought our bags was still at the entrance...
“Oh! I am sorry, I thought you had gone...” I said. I also had caught him off
guard as I saw his wide smile. There was a look of Longing in his eyes...
“I am sorry ma. If you need anything, please feel free to call the number on
the table."
“Ok..Thank you sir!"

“Ma’am I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for helping with the
luggage. Not all guest treat workers with such utmost respect. Thank you
ma" He said
I looked at the man, he still had the striking resemblance to my Chike, but
his eyes were sad unlike the happy eyes my Chike had.
I dipped my hands into my pocket and brought a few naira notes...
“Please have this!" I said
He stepped back in total shock and shook his head in the negative.
“No ma, thank you ma, you have shown enough generosity towards me. "
He said hurriedly leaving our apartment...
I instantly liked that about him. He definitely was a well-trained man. He

had integrity, he was not greedy a person.
I called out my children and gave them a short lecture about the man,
teaching them the moral in my encounter with him.
*****
We had a very sound sleep.

I woke up around 5am. I wanted to wake the children to pray but I decided
to let them be. The journey was a long one. I decided to clean up the house
instead. I checked the apartment and there was no broom in sight. There
were no cleaning essentials around.
I went to the table where the intercom was and dialed the number from the
paper...
No one answered despite several calls. I concluded all the staff members
were still sleeping.
I waited till 7am and called again. This time around gratefully the woman
picked up...
“Good Morning " She said heartily
“Good Morning ma, this is Mrs. Nwosu, one of the guests that arrived
yesterday."
“Oh! Good morning ma. Did you sleep well?"
“Yes I did!"
“Thank God. Is there something you need?"

“Yes ma, there is no broom in our apartment, I mean cleaning essentials."
“Oh! That's because the man who took you to your apartment cleans the
apartment. I will send him to you right away."
She ended the call!
The first thing I thought about was the man..
“Does it mean that he does a lot of chores around here? He must really be
poor?"
I soon forgot about him. Nonso and Amaka said their prayers, had their
bath and resumed watching TV. After having my bath I came out of the
bedroom to the living room to tell them to turn down the volume of the TV.
What I saw shocked me to my bones...
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I couldn't believe that the children I had trained for Close to 10 years would
comfortably sit while an elderly person was sweeping the floor...
“NONSO! AMAKA! Are you both drunk?" I screamed and I could tell I
sounded like a Lioness.
Without saying much, they got the 'gist'. They rushed towards the man,
collected the broom from his hand.
“So you knew what the right thing to do was and you refused to do it? Is this
what I get from you both? Rebellious children? The Bible says "He who
knows the right thing to do and does not do it, it shall be counted as a sin."
Nonso and Amaka, You knew the right thing to do and you didn't do it, so
tell me the consequences of committing sins like this?"
“Due punishment as deem fit by you ma" they chorused.
The man stood transfixed with his mouth wide open...
“Sir, I apologize for their show of disregard. Please forgive them"
“I ...I ..I mean .. It’s my job to sweep ma”

“This is a self-service apartment, meaning guests ought to take care of it
like theirs for the days they ought to be there." I argued
“Well, you are a bit correct, but here we have decided to lessen the stress of
our guests."
“Stress? Sweeping or cleaning where I mess up should not be stress. Please

I am not your usual guest, kindly drop the cleaning essentials. “I said.
“Wow! Your husband is a very lucky Man." He said "He has a good mother
for his children. Well done ma" He said smiling
I became the quiet one. The man had touched a part of me he ought not to
have touched..
“Thank you!" I said out of courtesy expecting him to leave.
As he turned to leave, I unleashed on my children...
“Will your father in the grave be happy with what you have done?" I wanted
to stop but my frustration started speaking, my anxiety about seeing my in-
laws started speaking, my pain started speaking, my loneliness started
speaking...
I knew what I was doing was wrong, I knew I was not meant to vent my
anger on my children but I needed to let out the steam of what was boiling
inside me.
My children started crying. Nonso had tears pouring out from his eyes,
likewise Amaka was sobbing...
“Is this the kind of Children you want to turn out to be, despite my
dedication to you? Can you imagine? What if you had done this at your
grandparents' house, God! Face the wall now” I screamed
My tears poured out! I was mad!
“Please! " The man said
I had forgotten about his existence. I turned to him and said...
“Please sir, if you do not mind, can you leave me to handle my children. I
believe in discipline. A mother who loves her children will discipline them."
“Yes ma'am" He said leaving the apartment
******
It was past 12 midnight and I couldn't sleep. I decided to sit outside on the
stairs in front of the apartment. I wanted to cry so badly and I didn't want
my children hearing me; Amaka was a light sleeper, she would hear me if I
was crying in the living room.
Earlier, I had apologized to them for taking out my frustration on them.

They also apologized for their wrongdoing.
The episode had brought back memories of Chike and that night I was
missing him badly...
“God, why didn't you save Chike from that assassination?" I asked the
question I have always asked God, but as usual no answer...
I bent my head, burying it into my laps and trying hard not be loud...
“Do you mind if I sit with you?" I heard a voice say.
I jumped back in fear.
It was the man with Chike's face...
“What are you doing here?" I asked
“As a staff here, I live here too, we are neighbors and I have been watching
you for the past 30 minutes crying. At first, I thought I should let you be,
but as I kept watching, it was heart breaking watching a good woman like
you in pain" The man said..
“Can you lend me your ears tonight...I really want to talk" I asked...
I wanted to talk ... For the past two years, I had not opened up to anyone
about my true feelings. I had it bottled up in me. I wanted to express myself
and I felt the stranger was best. After a week, I may never see him again...
“Sure, it would be a honor to help a strong woman like you feel

unburdened"
My tears poured out like rain...
I started far back as when we met. I said ALL not leaving any detail out. I
was saying it all out for the first time. I wanted the air to carry my pain
away... At a point, I forgot about the stranger, instead sitting by me was
Chike.
“Chike, I am in pain...Chike, why did you let go of my hands, we were meant

to do forever together. You have always been my first and only love. How
can I live this life without you in it? You were my world, and when the
world was taken from me, I was left in hell"
“I love you, and I never would have wanted to leave you, but since it has
happened, you have to move on. You have to live...You have to live for me,
For the Children..." Chike replied me.
I hugged him so tightly, I did not want to let go, I stayed in his arms for few
minutes before realizing it couldn't be real. I moved back and realized I was
hugging the man.
“Oh! It's you"
“Yes"
“Were you the one who spoke just now?”
“Yes, I believe that's what he would want to say to you"
“Oh! Thank you!"
“Don’t mention ...Please Live..." He said. He rose up to leave.
“You are leaving?"
“Yes, I have to be up early to attend to guests"
“Oh! Thank you!" I said and He simply nodded in response...
“Please your name?" I asked

“Chi..."
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"Chi...Andrew" He said
“Chi...Andrew! I have never heard that before..." I said
He laughed...
“Actually, Andrew is what I go by here, but my birth name is Chima..."
“Chima! Oh! But I thought the woman at the reception said you were not
Igbo."
“I am Igbo, but chose not to be identified by that in public”
“Ok, Mr. Chima Andrew...Thank you. I apologize for taking your time. My
regards to your family”
“She will hear “He said as he disappeared into the darkness...

“She will hear!" That kept echoing in my ears...
“I said Regards to his family, and He replied she will hear" I thought
“That means he has no kids yet, only a wife" I concluded. I suddenly felt
ashamed and guilty for hugging another woman's husband.
I planned on avoiding him, so by morning I placed a call to the reception.
“Hello ma"
“Mrs. Nwosu, good morning ma. How was your night?" The woman replied
“Glorious, we thank God. Please ma, I would want a change of staff

assigned to us” I said with
“I don't understand.."
“I mean if my family needs anything, can you send someone else aside from
Mr. Chima.. I mean Mr. Andrew"
“Oh! Is there a situation?"

“No, I have my reasons "
“Ok ma, but we also have a challenge. He is the only staff we have"
“What?"
"The thing is, this is a Self-service Guest house, so we do not see the need to
have a lot of staff."
“Wow!" I was beyond flabbergasted
That means I didn't have the choice but to see him a few more times.
*****
Deliberately, I avoided him like a plague. There was no asking for anything
from the reception.
*****
Eventually, the day of the burial came.
We were fully dressed when Joan called to ask where we were lodging.
I told her I couldn't tell her. She asked that we do a video call..
“Please, don’t tell me that is the hair you plan on rocking today..." Joan said
“Were you expecting me to braid my hair? I came here to mourn" I replied

smiling
"No, we are not mourning my Chike; we his friends are celebrating him. Let
me send you the address to the Salon I used yesterday when I got here.
Please quickly go there right away. We still have 3 hours to go."
“I am not going anywhere “I replied laughing
“Please...I beg you... Look good “Joan ended the call and while still thinking
over her words, I received the text message for the address.
“Mummy, I really want to make my hair like Aunty Joan suggested" Amaka
said
I saw in her eyes that she wanted to look good.
"Ok, let’s quickly get to the place"
******
We had finished our hair and I was indeed pleased with how we looked. We
stepped out to get a taxi back to the apartment, fortunately for us, a taxi
was waiting outside the Salon. We told him where we were headed.
As he drove us back to the apartment, he suddenly parked the vehicle and
three men got into the vehicle. One man sat in front and the two came in
through the two sides.
“Put your daughter on your laps" The man to my right barked at me...
“If I hear a word, I will kill you" The man to my left warned showing me his
gun...
I didn't need any one to explain who the men were. They were sent by those
who killed my husband. However, I wondered how they knew my
whereabouts. I concluded Joan definitely was an enemy.
Nonso and Amaka were already crying...
“Stop crying! God is with us!" I said to my children patting their back...
“God, I can't die like this" I prayed within me...
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
"I want to pee" Amaka said crying. At first it was more like a whisper. I
patted her on the back, as a way of telling her to keep it in. I knew the pee
was as a result of fear. Since Amaka's childhood, she was the child who
peed on her herself when you shouted on her.
“I want to pee" She increased her voice.
“Shut up, pee on your body" the man to my right roared.
“I can't pee on my body, Mummy will beat me" Amaka cried...
For the first time, I gave her express permission to pee on herself...
“Pee on yourself Amaka"
"Wetin be this?" The driver said
“Wetin?" The man to my right said...

“Traffic!" The man seated in the front seat replied
“Traffic by this time! on the bridge?" He replied
"There must be something wrong" The man to my left said.
He stretched out his neck...
“Na Fuel tanker fall “He said (A Tanker conveying fuel has fallen to the
ground)
“Arrhggg...What kind of bad market is this? We can't even reverse. We are

stuck on the bridge, we can't turn left or right, nor can we reverse" The
driver said angrily
"Police dey come ooo" the man seated by the driver said
“If you do anything funny, we will kill you all and escape" the man to my
left threatened
The Policeman walk past our car...
“Police, Police!" Amaka called out.

I wanted to die...
“Amaka, keep quiet “I said “Please forgive her, please"
The man with the gun pressed the gun to my side...I swallowed hard.
The Police came back to the car...
“Yes, Police's Friend. How are you?" He said looking into the car. He
obviously had suspected Amaka was the one who called by her voice...
I pinched Amaka not to say anything...
“Nothing, she was trying to say hello” I replied
“This your car is carrying Overload, too many people at the same time." He
said
“We are fine" I replied
"Police, I want to pee" Amaka said
“Oh! Then Mummy, please bring our darling down" The Police officer said
“There is nowhere she can pee here, she is a girl" the man in the front seat
said laughing.. “She is a Princess, and should not expose her buttocks!
“I will cover her" I said all of a sudden.
“Ok, Let them get down, since it is just the daughter and mother that are
getting down" the driver said to the man to my right.
I immediately got the message. They were indirectly telling me that should I
run away, they still had my son...
“I want to pee too..." Nonso thankfully said. I couldn't have asked for a
smarter son.
“No, you cannot pee" the man barked...
That caught the attention of the policeman...
“What is happening in this car? Everybody get down..."
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CHAPTER TWELVE
“There is no need for us to get down Police" the man in front said...
“Please Come closer Oga police, this is a family matter, this promiscuous
Sister-in-law of ours ran away with our brother's children. We just found
her and we are taking her to the family house..."
I was dumbstruck but I needed to quickly speak and defend myself...
“It’s a ..." As I was about to defend myself, I felt the gun pressed against me.
Another thought flashed through my mind. I decided to seize the moment.
“Police, please I agree it is true I ran away from their brother, please take
me to the station and let their brother come to face me there." I said
The kidnappers did not see that coming.. There was a moment of silence
before the man seated in front countered me...
"So you can bribe them like you have been doing?"
Unknowing to him, he had shot himself in the leg...
“What do you mean by that statement? Oh! So you are saying to my face
that the Nigerian Police is corrupt." The policeman said..
The kidnappers knew they had to let go of us...
“Police officer, that's not it. Steve, Let the woman and her children go pee"
The man said discharging us..
My Children and I definitely had our hearts in our mouths. We got down
from the vehicle safely.
I held my children; one to my left, the other to my right and together we

followed the officer...
“There should be a public toilet in that mini market." The Police officer said
pointing ahead. “Come with me"
"Thank you sir" I said
I looked over my shoulder and saw the man with the gun getting down and
he started following us closely. He had put on his jacket, so the gun was
definitely in the jacket.... He gave a knowing look which was very expressive.
He was obviously telling me to behave myself.
We got to the public toilet. The Policeman offered to take Nonso to the Male
toilet, while Amaka and I used the female toilet...
“Mum, are we going to die like Daddy too?" Amaka said crying...
“No, we will not die but live to declare the works of God in the Land of the
Living in Jesus name. Let's trust God to bring us out of this..." I said to
Amaka. That was a speech from a mother to a child. The real me was afraid.
“We are out and waiting for you" I heard the officer say.
We also got out and met the man still waiting. He looked highly irritated.
“Nonso seems to know the way to the family house. I will use the Police
vehicle over there to take them to your family house. You and your brothers
can meet us when there is no more traffic."
I looked at Nonso. He has his head bent. I knew that look. Whenever, he
bent his head, he must have done something mischievous.
“Yes Sir, we know the place" I quickly followed the lead.

You could read anger and indecision in the kidnapper. He looked ahead to
where the Police Vehicle was, there were about 8 armed officers there. I
believe he thought about the casualty that would end any stupid move from
him. He must have reasoned that if he brought out his gun, he was going to
be at the mercy of 9 armed police officers who were licensed to shoot at an
armed civilian threatening another civilian.
“Sure!" He said and turned.
I watched carefully till I could no longer see him. I saw him entering the car.
“Get a cab and go back to wherever you came from. Nonso told me
everything. I won't advise you go for that Remembrance either. I was sitting
in the Police vehicle earlier when I had the feeling to check the cars in the
traffic. That must be God watching out for you, so help yourself and the
children by disappearing" The Police officer said.
“Thanks sir"
“I will do my best to stop them from here" He said
“Hey!" He beckoned on one of the officers and about five of them ran
towards him.
“That vehicle over there, bring me the men in it. One of you should seize the
car key. " He said to three of the officers
“And you, get a cab for this woman and her children" He said to another
officer
While we waited for the Cab, the three men ran back...
“No one is in the car. Other car drivers said, when the one who left with you
came back, they all got down and fled."
“My God!" I exclaimed... "This is far from over"
I broke down in heart-wrenching tears...
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
We got into the cab in haste. I gave him the address of the apartment. As we
drove back to the apartment, I kept looking over my shoulder to be sure we
were not trailed.
“Mum, what next?" Nonso asked the question I had been asking myself.
“We will get to the apartment, pick up our luggage and this time around we
will take a flight out of this place, never to come here again." I said with hot
tears flowing down my cheeks. I was done with Chike and his family. Never
was I going to have anything to do with anything Igbo, even my children
must never think of marrying anyone with the Igbo blood in their veins." I
concluded within me.
Thankfully, we got to the Estate that housed the Apartments. I was sure
that once we were inside, we would be safe.
However, a rude shock awaited me. The quiet Estate I left was now crowded
with cars and people. From the look of things, a party was ongoing.
“Mum, is someone having a party?" Amaka asked.

“I think so..." I said
“Please park in front of that building" I said to the driver. I wanted to pick
up the key of the apartment from the woman at the reception.
“Please sir, you will be taking us to the airport, please let me pick up our
bags"
“Ok!" The driver replied.
As I got down waiting for my children to alight, I saw a black van driving
into the estate. Instinct told me those were the Kidnappers.
I quickly rushed into the reception with my children.
The reception was empty, but I saw the office close to it open. Without
thinking, I rushed into the office, pulling my children along with me.
The woman at the reception was relaxing on the sofa when we barged in...
“What is it?" She stood up fearful as well.
“Nothing!" I replied absentmindedly, simultaneously I started closing the

windows.
“Some men are after me and my kids, we just escaped them...” I said In a
Rush..
“What do you mean? I hope you are not the kidnapper, and the real parents
of these children are looking for you, because these children look differently
from you"
“She is our mummy" Nonso defended
“Mummy is our mummy, it is the wicked people that killed Daddy that
wants to kill us too” Amaka added.
Amaka's words touched her...
“Tell me what is going on, so I know how I can help"
I gave her a summary of all I had gone through.
“I just need the key to the apartment, pick up our things and run away from
here..Is there a backdoor that can lead us to the apartment?" I asked
“You are asking different questions. The key to your apartment is not
here..My son...I mean Mr. Andrew is cleaning the apartment"
“Oh! Ok, but I told him not to bother cleaning our apartment... That's not
even important again, please is there a back door?"
“No back door...Besides, If those men are the ones who assassinated your
husband, then you have no business going outside. This is the safest place.
There is a party going on in our multi-purpose hall, when the party is over,
it would be the best time to escape. I will tell Mr. Andrew to bring out your
boxes now and drive you to the airport when the party ends. If you leave
now, it would be highly suspicious when they see people leaving now..."
Amaka was sobbing profusely; it was getting too much for my children. I
couldn't even console them, because I was weak likewise...
“Finally..." A man said after he opened the door forcefully...
“Look at you...Maureen, we meet again...Oh! I even have grandchildren"
My life suddenly felt scattered...
Who was this man?
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“My King." The Elderly receptionist kissed the ground in acknowledgment

of the man who entered. To further buttress her point of referring to the
man as a King, Four hefty men who looked like Royal guards followed him
into the office...
“Maureen, you ran away with my Prince for 15 years, and it never occurred
to you that someday I will find him."
“I am sorry my King, I am only following the last wish of my late Queen. I

swore to her"
“Who deserves your loyalty more, the late queen whose flesh must have
become dust already or the people who need a Crown prince? My days are
few and I need to be sure of who I am leaving my throne for..."
“Prince Enyinnaya is available to take your place; my late Queen did not
want her son to ascend your throne"
“She cannot determine who ascends the throne or not, the throne chooses
the king. The throne in this case has chosen Chimaobi, So bring him out.
The throne awaits him."
“I do not know his whereabouts my king" The woman replied bowing her
head.
“Maureen, you are still as strong headed as you were back in the days, no
wonder you choose Loyalty over Royalty..." The king said.
The audacious looking King faced me...
“Do you know, she is not your mother in-law, she was your Mother-in-law's
maid servant? I gave her the option of marrying me, but she choose to serve
her Queen.
As a way to spite her, I married her younger sister, but can you imagine that
this maid choose to be loyal to her master than her sister.
As the gods would have it, her Sister got pregnant before her Queen, hence
giving birth to a son before her Queen. Do you know this woman here
refused to celebrate the birth of the Prince by her blood sister but instead
when her Queen gave birth, she celebrated like there was no tomorrow"
I was interested in the story. My anxiety of my kidnappers trailing me was

quickly swallowed up by the intriguing story I was listening to...
“Maureen, why did you hate your sister so much?"
‘I didn't hate Rita, I hated what she did. Why would she steal a woman's
joy"
“She didn't steal her joy; I married her using my authority as a King"
“She could have run away, like I did with….” She quickly stopped herself
“With Chimaobi...Well if she had run away, no matter how many years , I
would have tracked her down just like I have tracked you down today"
“Chimaobi is not with me, and even if he was with me, you would have to
kill me before I let you take him."
“Kill you? If there is anything you should still remember about me, I am a
King of peace, I hate bloodshed"
“But your actions caused bloodshed. My sister killed my Queen." Maureen

said angrily and bitterly. The guards wanted to rush towards her but the
King stopped her.
"Let her be!" The King said. "She loved her Queen"
“Yes I loved her, she was a good woman, she loved the people, she didn't
treat slaves likes slaves, she treated us as relatives and that's why I will
never forgive Rita for killing her" The woman wept
He stooped to speak with her...
“The years that have gone by has not made you change this lie in your heart.
Rita didn't kill Chizoba... Chizoba died by the hands of the gods"
“The gods she consulted! My King, You may think you know my sister
because you got married to her, but I know her more than you could ever do,
I knew her from birth and I know how ambitious she was. I know how
many Dibias ( Traditionalists) she consulted over trivia issues like wanting
to punish other girls for stepping on her mistakenly... No one can therefore
tell me otherwise, she killed the Queen and as long as she is alive, my
Prince can never return to the Palace"
"Your Sister, Queen Rita is dead!" The King said..
The Receptionist lifted her head and looked into the eyes of the King for the
first time. I could see that she was searching his eyes for the truth...
From the strong defensive woman I have been seeing, I watched how she
gradually became very emotional.. The saying "Blood is thicker than Water"
was so real... Her tears flowed...
“I will give you time to take in the news, in the meantime I will take
Chimaobi's wife and Kids. I am sure this will bring him home. The throne
has rejected Your Sister's son Enyinnaya, the throne is asking for
Chimaobi..."
I wondered who he was referring to as the wife and kids of Chimaobi;

however I didn't have to wonder for too long because the guards started
moving towards our direction...
" I am no...not...." I was saying but the King raised his hand...
“Don’t say what you will regret later." He said...
“She is... not...his wife" The receptionist said in between her tears...
“Maureen, only the blind will tell me this boy is not Chima's son. This was
exactly how Chima looked at this age..."
The Receptionist nodded in agreement at the resemblance.
"Take them ..." The King commanded and the guards immediately acted on
his command.
“Don’t be rough with them. There is a party outside; we don't want to create
a scene."
I was about to struggle with the guards, but an idea dropped...
“Use this as an escape, Use this Royal convoy to get you and your kids out
of here...”
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“Sir, King Sir... We will go with you, but can I have a moment with my
children." I begged as the guards were about to reach the kids and I.
“Go ahead!" The King replied
I pulled my kids to the corner and I squatted to speak with them.
“Let’s go with them, all things work together for good for them that love the
Lord. We will escape the Kidnappers with their help. Remember, Joseph
was about to be killed by his brothers, but one of them advised that they
throw him in a pit. The pit is not a comfortable place, but it saved Joseph
from death...These men taking us away from here is like being thrown into
a pit, but it is better than being captured and killed by those men with the
gun. “I said in a low tone to Amaka and Nonso.
They nodded in Obedience. They understood the plan.

The big picture of my plan was to escape the premises and once we were out,
I would speak out in the vehicle about our true identity. When they drop us,
we would leave the town. Thankfully, my purse was with me and everything
I needed; my Debit cards and ID card were intact. Later, I would contact
the apartment to send in our boxes through a logistics company.
We were guided by the guards into a black SUV with dark tinted windows.
As we got into the car and a guard sat in the front with the driver, I saw one
of the kidnappers walk past the car to the reception. Thankfully, he did not
see us...
“God, let this car move." I prayed within me. I held on to my children's
hands. They were visibly shaking...
“Princess, you don't have to be afraid, you are going into wealth. The King is
a good man, Just call the Crown prince to meet us at the palace and you will
live a good life." The Guard said when he noticed the fear in us.
The convoy of the King was four identical SUVs; Some guards drove in the
first one, While we were in the second one. The King was in the third one
and another set of guards in the Last SUV.
We drove out of the estate unhindered. I wanted them to drive a bit far
away from the apartment before speaking; at least a thirty minutes’ drive
would be fine.
I rested my head on the window. I was sad, pained but I didn't have the
strength to cry.
"God, please let my life reflect your love for me. Your Word says you Love
me, Let me experience your Love"
******
“We are here Princess" I heard a voice from the distance...
I opened my eyes and I realized I must have slept off.
“Where are we?" I asked as I looked at the Beautiful greenery sight that met
my eyes.
“This is the Palace my Princess"
The beauty of the place where we were, drew me in. I got down from the
SUV. The place was beautiful. My Children were still fast asleep. I woke
them up in a rush. I wanted them to see a beautiful place; they had seen so
much pain and impossibilities for so long. I wanted to preach possibilities
to them. I wanted them to know that someday, they would live in a
beautiful house too..
“WOW! This place is beautiful..." Nonso said

“Yes it is” I said
“Everywhere is so green" Amaka noticed. “Looks like something from a

storybook"
I laughed...
“Please Let's go in my princess". The guard said
Nonso and Amaka started running around the field. They chased each other
and I couldn't resist the urge to join them. I chased them. The cry to be free
and not look behind my shoulder in fear was loud in my heart...I ran
around in tears of Joy...
The guards stood watching us in smiles...
We must have excited ourselves for close to fifteen minutes before it flashed
through my mind that I had to return to my reality.
I left the kids where they were playing and walked to the Guard.
“Please, we need to leave."
“I don't have the power to open the gates for you, only the King or the
Crown Prince can do that!"
“Can I Speak with the King!" I asked
“Not today, besides a princess cannot appear before the King if not sent for .
The only way you can appear before him if you have not been sent for, is if
your husband, the Crown Prince accompanies you. I will advise my Princess,
if you would like to leave here on time, Call the Crown Prince to come to the
Palace" He said in all Sincerity
“I don't have his number, I am not his wife. You have the wrong person; I
am just a guest at the apartment he works at..." I said
“Princess, Let me give you an advice, don't say such words before the King.
Don't get him upset by saying that you are not the Crown Prince's wife. The
anger of the King is not something you want to witness. If he makes a
decree to punish you in the moment of his anger, it is irreversible. All you
need to do is get the Crown prince here..." The guard said, after which he
bowed. The bowing meant, he was done advising me.
“God, what kind of Captivity is this?" I muttered under my breath...
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
"Please come in with the young prince and young princess. The
maidservant will show you your rooms. My name is Calisto, You can come
me Cal. I am the head of your Palace staff. You have four personal
maidservants, and four guards. The young prince and the young princess
will each have two servants who will care for them. In case you are not
comfortable with any of the servants, please feel free to call my attention to
it," The guard was saying as he ushered my children and I into the palace.
The larger-than-life Living Room that met my eyes was magnificently

beautiful. Everything in the Living Room was gold plated. The chair was
gold, the table was gold, and the tiling was gold.
"Where on earth is this? Am I still on earth or you have brought me to

heaven. Please tell me I died and you brought me to heaven," I exclaimed.
"You are not in heaven, my princess. This is the Royal Home of Eze Amadi,"
the chief guard said proudly.
"Of course I know I am not in heaven, but this looks very close to it." I
looked around the house.
"That is my prince's picture,” The guard said pointing at a portrait of a

young boy. At first glance, I thought I was staring at Nonso.
"Nonso, it looks like you,” Amaka exclaimed.
"Yes," Nonso confirmed.
"That was your father, the prince when he was your age, young prince."
My son looked at me very confused, but thank God for years of training
them on understanding my facial expressions. I pressed my lips together
firmly which meant, He should keep his mouth shut. He got the gist and he
whispered something in Amaka's ear. She also nodded in understanding.
We did a little tour around the palace. The guard was proudly showing off
the palace. I believe in his mind he was trying to tell me, staying there with
the Crown Prince was worth it.
At the thought of the Crown Prince, I knew it was time to stop the
sightseeing and call the receptionist for the way forward. Based on the story
I heard from the king, I was able to put two and two together to arrive at
four.
Chima, who we referred to as Mr. Andrew was the Crown Prince whose
mother, the queen, was dead. On the wish of the queen, her favorite
maidservant took the prince away so that he won't be killed by his step-
mother who was the servant's younger sister. The King had come to pick up
the prince and because of the striking resemblance between my late
husband, Chike, and the prince, they thought Nonso was his son. Hence, as
a way of forcing him back home, they took his family. Unfortunately for me,
I was not his family they were looking for.
"Can we retire to our room? Also I will need some privacy."
"Sure, the young Prince's room is close to the Prince's room, can we stop
there first?"
"No, my kids are staying with me."
"If you insist my queen... I mean my Princess."
"I insist."
The moment the door of my supposed room was flung open, I almost
passed out.
What I saw was beyond me; clothes, shoes, a bed fit for presidents of
nations, beautiful curtains, a life-size gold plated mirror. My children were
dumbfounded as well.
Tears flowed down my face. I didn't know what emotion I was feeling but
clearly I was overwhelmed.
"Who owns the clothes?" I managed to ask.
"Your mother in-law, the late queen."
My heart was really swollen. I needed to call Mr. Andrew to come claim his
crown so my children and I can leave. I didn't want us getting comfortable
in the lie we were presently living.
"Ok, can we be left alone now?" I said.
The Chief guard nodded and excused me. He also told the others to excuse
us.
"Mum, are we not telling lies?" Amaka asked in fear.
"They are not listening to our truth," I replied.
"So what do we do?"
"Let me call the woman at the reception."

*****
"Hello," I said.
"Hello, I have been expecting your call."
Instead of the receptionist’s voice, it was Mr. Andrew speaking.
"Oh! It's you; you are just the perfect person I want to speak with," I said.
"I am with you," he replied calmly.
"Like you know…"
"Hold on... The walls in the palace have ears, let's chat," he said stopping
me from talking.
"Ok. I don't have your phone number."
"I will send it to you as a text."
As we chatted about the issue on ground, I was the one doing most of the
talking. But unfortunately when I was through with the speech about how I
wanted to be allowed to leave with my children, he said to me.
"That won't be possible for now," he said.
"Why?"
"The men who were after your life has my mama."
What he said did not make sense, I didn't understand.
"When the kidnappers came looking for you, they asked to see the CCTV
footages at gunpoint. They realized you and your children entered Mama's
office before my father came to pick you. They concluded Mama was the
one who called for you to be rescued. As a result, they took Mama."
"What?" I dropped the phone in my hand. The phone beeped to indicate

another message had dropped. With shaky hands and a pounding heart, I
picked up the phone in high anticipation of what next he was going to type.
"I have been told to bring you and the children if I want to rescue Mama,"
He typed and went offline.
"My God!"
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
"Hello, are you there?" I typed after few minutes
“Yes!" He replied
“So?" I asked
“Are you asking if I will hand you over to them to get back my mama?" He
asked
“Yes! " I replied
“I must be callous to do that after you told me all about your late husband,
unless there is still more I need to know"
“That night , I told you all about me. I told you I was scared about the
Remembrance" I reminded him
“Yeah! Beats me why the people who killed your husband wants you and
your children dead as well"
“I don't know"
“Let me ask around... Madam...You might have to stay in my Father's

Palace for a while till I know what to do"
I was touched...This man who didn't know me from anywhere was willing
to go all out for me, he was not planning to trade my children and I to
rescue the woman he had called mother for years...
“I deeply appreciate your thoughtfulness towards us" I texted
“Please don't mention, is the Palace comfortable?"
“Comfortable is an understatement. I pray you are able to rescue Mama..."
“I will do my best; she means the world to me"
“Can I ask a question?"

“Please do!"
“Do you have a wife and kids like your father think?"
“No!"
“Why?"
“I am yet to find her"
“Oh! But how did you plan on finding a wife, when all you do is stay all day
hidden, working at the apartments."
“The Angel of God brought the answer to Zechariah’s prayers to his place of
service" He typed
“Oh! Wow! Never knew you were a Christian, not to talk of a Bible reader at
that!"
“I am, a born again one at that. I am not just one who wears it on my
sleeves"
"But how is your self-service apartment a place of service?"

“I pray over all my guests, I intercede for them. The night after you told me
about yourself, I prayed all night for you, asking that God comfort you"
"Wow! Interesting. Thank you. Thank God for selfless Christianity. Being a
Christian is the reason why I am still alive and sane"
"Same here, I don't have friends, I only have God and Mama"
"Same here, I only have God and my kids. Though I have Parents but I
choose to keep my sufferings from them. The only person I thought was
close to me; Joan, seems to be an enemy. She was the one who asked me to
go to the Salon where I was kidnapped from."
“Really? What's her full name; we should start our search from her." He
said
I suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline, I was living a real life crime detective
story..
“JOAN KOLAWOLE" I texted back
“Do you have her picture?"
“Sure!"
“Please send to me"
“Ok!"
“By the way, what church do you attend in Rivers?"

“Believers’ Lighthouse"
“Oh! Pastor Sam...That handsome Pastor. I watch him online every Friday
evening"
“Yes! His Friday program is quite popular”
“You asked earlier, why I wasn't married. I should be asking you the same.
Why is your Pastor not yet married?" He typed after which he included a
smiling emoji.
“I don't have an answer to that “I also responded with a smiling emoji
I found myself smiling like a school child.
What was happening to me?
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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
It was 1pm already and no one from my late husband's family had checked
up on me to find out why I was not yet around at the Remembrance. I
found it very strange. Not even my mother-in-law had called.
I wondered if it meant they had continued with the Remembrance without

me or was there no Remembrance in the first place?
"Can I have the address of where the Remembrance is taking place?" Mr.
Andrew/ Prince Chima suddenly texted out of the blues.
"Why?" I asked.
"Our search should start from there. The person who gave them
instructions to kidnap you would be at the venue."
"So you want to go there to do what exactly?" I asked.
"I don't know yet, but let me get there first."
"The kidnappers! If they are at the Remembrance they would recognize

you."
"Not if I don't dress as the bellboy they met this morning."
"Oh! That's true. But...I don't want anything bad happening to you on my
account again," I said very concerned.
"I will be fine ma’am," he replied.
I sent him the electronic invitation card; I was also interesting in knowing
how the Remembrance was going.
*****
It was 6pm and I was tired of waiting. Mr. Andrew/ Chima had texted me
around 2pm that he had arrived at the venue and ever since then he had
gone offline.
"God, I hope he has not been caught," I said to God as I paced around in the
room.
I was beginning to tremble in worry when I heard a noise from downstairs.
My children who had been napping also woke up startled.
I told them to stay in the room while I go downstairs to check. On stepping

out of my room, I saw all the Palace staff running towards the same
direction.
I was scared to my bones. My heart was in my mouth.
With the mustard seed kind of faith I had left in me, I went towards the
direction they had all taken.
I met them all in the massive Living Room.
They were all staring at something that was bringing out different emotions
from them. Some crying, others joyful. I followed their gaze and found a
beautiful scene in front of us all.
The King and the Prince in a tight embrace. They were both in tears.
"My son is back home! The Crown Prince is home!"
My heart tightened at the beauty of love.
However, as I looked farther away from them I saw someone else who was
definitely not happy with the reunion.
He was not dressed like a staff; instead he was dressed in royal apparel
similar to that of the king.
"He must be the Son of the Receptionist's sister; the Prince's half-brother,"
I reasoned.
As if to confirm my thoughts, the king said:
"Enyinnaya, come greet your brother."
Prince Chima turned to where the king addressed his words; I was
overwhelmed when the Prince ran towards his half-brother and hugged him
tightly.
"I missed you Naya," Prince Chima said.
"And you never wrote for once?"
"I am sorry, Mama did not let me."
"When she wasn't looking, you could have found a way to send me a letter
or a mail," Enyinnaya said pushing Prince Chima away from him.
"To me you are not my brother Chima, rather you are a stranger," he said.
"I am Chima your brother, Please forgive me."
Enyinnaya bowed before the King and walked out of the living room.
"He will come around! He is just hurt. We all missed you. Didn't we?" He
directed his question to the palace staff.
"Yes we did."
"Your wife and kids are fine. I am sorry for taking them away like I did," the
king said pointing towards my direction.
I was too tongue tied with emotions to say anything. Prince Chima nodded.
"Thank you... I should speak with them privately. I have a lot of explaining
to do to them. They never knew I was royalty," he said.
The king gave a nod of approval.
The Prince bowed and started walking towards me.
I was too perplexed to move. Walking towards me was not the bellboy I had
known for a week but a handsome Prince. As he moved past the palace
guards, they all bowed. Without knowing why, I also bowed when he got to
me.
In response, he hugged me tightly.
"Sorry for all that you have passed through," he said and I froze.
"Why is he hugging me so tightly like I am really his wife?" My brain

couldn’t understand it. Everyone was looking, so I knew I had to act as well.
I allowed my hands to hug him back.
After few seconds, I pulled back.
"We should talk... privately," I emphasized the need of the privacy.
"Yes, come with me," The Prince said as he took me by the hand.
I followed his lead. The palace must definitely have been home for him,
because he moved freely towards where he was taking me to.
I looked back, no guards were following us.

When we got to our destination, it was a beautiful enclosed garden. He
made me sit. The way he was looking at me was making me very
uncomfortable. He was looking at me like we were so close and he wanted
to help me. He shook his head in the negative like he was bitter about
something.
"Marry me," he said out of the blues.
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CHAPTER NINETEEN
“Marry you? What are you saying?” It felt like he was speaking Spanish. I
stood up from where he had asked me to sit.
“Yes. That’s the only way I can protect you from what is coming.”
“Protect me? From what is coming? What is coming? I don’t need your
protection; I just need to get my children and I back to Rivers where I can’t
be found.”
“Your enemy will not rest until you are dead!”
“Can you make me understand what you are saying. I don’t understand you.
Why the sudden interest to marry me?”
“The thing is, I plan on rescuing my mama. While I do that, I still want to
be able to protect you and your children. The only way I can protect you is if
you are my princess. You will have twenty- four hours security, because Mrs.
Mayowa Nwosu, the people who want you dead are the worse kind of
enemies to have.”
I didn’t understand why he looked so convincing and genuine. It looked like

he was looking out for what was best for me. I wondered why.
“Did something happen at the Remembrance?”
“A lot…I saw a lot… Look, I may not be able to say all, but trust me when I
say I am doing what I am doing for your sake.”
“So you are marrying me to save me?”
“I am marrying you to keep you safe because I like you.”
“You like me?”
“Yes. You are the kind of woman I have been waiting for. I have studied you
in the past one week.
“I have two kids.”

“Who look like me?”
“Sooner or later, your father will know they are not yours.”
“Let that time come and leave it to me to defend you.”
“No!”
“What is your greatest fear about me right now?”
“You are Igbo, and Royalty. What if you die tomorrow, I would be subjected
to another cruel widow’s rite.”
“I will sign a document to that effect, plus my father has abolished some of
those cruel rites. Moreover, I plan on spending forever with you. I plan on
growing old with you. I will not die but Live long in Jesus name”
“Why does this feel unreal to me? Who are you really?”
“I am me, Chima. I have been waiting for you all my life.”
The prince asked to see Nonso and Amaka.
As we got into the room , I met them praying.

They opened their eyes when they sensed I was in.
“Does the king know the truth?” Nonso asked me.
“Good afternoon sir!” Amaka greeted.
“Good afternoon sir!” Nonso also acknowledged his presence.
“How are you guys?”
“We are fine.”
“How come you ran away from this beautiful palace?” Nonso asked.
“My safety was more important. Sometimes we leave our place of comfort
to hide in a new place to keep our lives safe till our enemies have been
defeated. Remember, Baby Jesus was also taken to Egypt when he was a
baby to hide him, because Herod wanted to kill him.”
“Yes.” Nonso nodded.
“Even Baby Moses was hid in a basket and later through his mother’s plan
got to the palace where he was kept safe.”
“Hmm…”
“So, it is possible for God to take us far away from our comfort place to hide
us somewhere.” The Prince continued
“True. If you didn't leave here, your wicked Step-mother would have killed
you,” Nonso said.
The prince was surprised he knew the story.
“We heard the story from the King back at the apartment.”
“Wow! You are pretty sharp,” he said to Nonso. Nonso was very proud of
himself.
“Since you are both smart children, it is best I run this by you. I went to
your Dad’s Remembrance today and I found out that you and your mum
are still in grave danger. There is someone wicked who is still after your
mum’s life. To keep you safe like I was kept safe for fifteen years, I want to
marry your mum and have you as my children. That way you enjoy
maximum security.”
“Ha!” Amaka uttered, while Nonso’s mouth hung open. He looked at me

and back at him.
“Are you sure, it is because you want to keep us safe that’s why you want to
marry my mum? Or because she is beautiful?” Nonso asked
I had never felt as embarrassed as I did in that moment.
“Jesus! Stop that!”
Prince Chima laughed.
“Both reasons,” Prince Chima answered.
“I like you for my mummy,” Amaka said and before I knew what was
happening I was in tears. I was weeping profusely. Why was God setting me
up like this?
Why was I being proposed to in the most unlikely way after just two years
of my husband’s demise?
“God, please let this makes sense to me.”
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“The same Red Sea that swallowed the Children of Egypt is the same one
that had given way for the Israelites to pass. The same Igbo land that
caused you pain will give you Joy!”
I woke up hearing those words loud and clear in my ears. It was been
repeated over and over in my ears as I struggled to get out of my sleep.
I had told the Prince the night before that I wanted to think it through over
the night. One of the things on my mind as I drifted to sleep the previous
night was how I could escape the palace. I was sorry that his mama had
been kidnapped on our account, but I couldn’t dare think of marrying an
Igbo man, not after what I faced in the merciless hands of my in-laws.
I had been thinking of several excuses of how I was going to escape the
Palace; I thought of asking to see the town, and in the process escape. I
immediately laughed at myself because of the impossibility due to the
guards that would be going out with me.
I remember saying this prayer before I finally gave in to sleep.
“Oh Lord, show me the way to go!”
I thought the Lord was going to show me a powerful revelation that would
be so self-explanatory, instead what I got was the re-echoing of these words:
caused you pain will give you joy!”
“What is God saying?” I remember reminiscing on those words
“Is God supporting my union with Chima?”
I sat up in my bed thinking in the dark.
“God! I have gone through too much pain to go into another round of pain.
God! You know my heart. You know marriage is not even a priority for me,
sex is not even on mind. I just want to find myself first while raising my
children. Lord, you know how much I sacrificed for Chike, I toiled to send
Chike to school, I forfeited my education to labor for him, and God you see
how it all ended, Chike died with all my labor. He left me with no degree.
God! If there is anything I want now, it is self-development. I don’t want to
be at the mercy of any man. I want to be my own woman. Therefore
becoming a Princess is not what I desire. Bless my catering business back in
Rivers. Help me to raise enough money to train myself and give my
children the best education they could ever have. God! Please I am not
interested in marriage now. I am interested in You and in my growth. I
honestly do not have a problem with the man, this Prince, but I have a
problem with rushing into marriage again and marrying an Igbo man
again,” I said in all sincerity.
I looked to my side and I saw my children sleeping safely.
“God, I know this place will be a safe haven for my children; I know this
could be an answered prayer, but I don’t want to get hurt again.”
“I promise not to hurt you.” I heard
“Jesus!” I jumped up from the bed in fear.
“I am sorry if I scared you,” Prince Chima said from the floor where he laid.
“What are you doing here? When did you get here,” I said with a
disapproving voice. I did not like the fact that I was not fully dressed.
“It would be very suspicious if I did not sleep with my wife and kids in a
new environment they are not familiar with, don’t you think?” He said with
a smile in his voice
“Notwithstanding, you should have told me you were coming to sleep here.”
I insisted
“I left my father at past one am. We had a lot to discuss.”
“Ok?”
“I told my Father the truth about us."
“Ok?"
“I told him, you are a widow I am in love with and would love to marry. At
first, he thought I was joking, because he blatantly argued with me that
Nonso was my son, but when he realized I was dead serious, he finally
swallowed the hard pill.”
“That means we can leave in the morning?” I asked happily
The Prince was silent.
“Please don’t misunderstand me, I am not a selfish person who doesn’t care
about Mama that has been kidnapped on my account, but I feel like if I stay
more around you I may bring in more problems to you,” I said.
“Do you honestly believe that? You are an asset to have. The few encounters
I had with you back at the apartment spoke volumes about you. You have
raised your children to honor men regardless of their status in the Society.
For me, that is golden. You are therefore a treasure to have. You are very
selfless; you toiled for your ex-husband. Now that is a sacrificial person. So
tell me again, do you believe that by having you in my life, I will experience
problems?”
I could not give an answer. I had become a different woman after I gave my
life to Christ. I knew the kind of wife I would be to any man. I was going to
be the kind of wife that would pray for her husband, bless him, and like
Proverbs 31 says about the virtuous woman, I will be good to him all the
days of my life.
“I thought as much. Mrs. Mayowa, I heard everything you were saying to

God, and I promise you that all that you said in the ears of God, I will be the
channel of God’s hand of blessing towards you. I will sponsor your
education if you desire to return to school. I have enough money. All the
apartments belong to me. My mother left me a lot of fortune before she
passed. She kept it in Mama’s care before she died. When I finished my
Masters, I took control of everything. I just made Mama front as the owner
of the apartment, so as not to attract too much attention to me.”
“So you want me to marry you, so you can give me the life that I desire?” I
asked.
“That was before I heard your talk with God. No pressure. I am willing to
help you without any strings attached. We could be good friends. While you
go back to school, I will help you raise your kids. I will be working majorly
from home as the Crown Prince.”
“Can’t I return to Rivers and you still help me from here?”
“I can only protect you from here. From here when you go to the State
University, guards will go to school with you,” He said with a serious tone.
caused you pain will give you joy!” I heard the words echoing again in my
ears.
“I will stay! But not as your wife, but as your fiancée. Since you have told
the king the truth, I can live freely as your fiancée, so I can have enough
time to study you.”
“Your wish is my command ma’am,” he said, laughing.
*****
I began to enjoy life to the fullest. The king spoke to both of us and
approved of my decision not to rush the marriage yet, as I told him I needed
to get my mother involved. The King insisted on an introduction ceremony
be organized for him to know my Parents. That way, the Crown Prince
would be able to sit on his throne as the Prince. The introduction ceremony
would be a form of commitment on my side.
Mama was released after the King paid a heavy ransom. I was told the
kidnappers refuse to give them the information about who sent them.
Mama refused returning to the palace. She said she couldn’t stand the king.
Therefore, she decided to continue the apartment business in another city.
The Prince sold off the apartments and heavily compensated Mama.
Being engaged to the Prince came with its perks. I wrote most of my exams
in the Palace. I finally got Admitted to the State University.
By my third year in the University, the Prince and I had become very close,
we were unmarried married people. The only thing that could separate us
from married people was the lack of sexual intimacy in our relationship.
However, at that point in my third year, I had become madly in love with
him, and couldn’t wait for him to talk about us getting married, but he
never mentioned it again. I believed he wanted me to graduate from the
University.
My kids were attending the best school in the town. They were already
referred to as ‘prince’ and ‘princess’ in school.
The only person that had not fully warmed up to us was Prince Enyinnaya. I
couldn’t blame him. He was the first son and should by all right sit on the
throne of the Crown Prince, but unfortunately for him, the throne rejected
him.
Life was going all rosy for me, until one day that changed everything.
I had received a note from a girl.

“Please can I see you outside?”
My guards were sitting outside in the Royal SUV.
The handwriting was not familiar. Curiosity got the best of me.
As I stepped out, I saw a man standing afar off waving at me. He looked
familiar.
My heart stopped.
Chike!
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
I thought I was dreaming. The world stopped at that moment, every other
thing faded away and the only person that existed at that time was the man
I was seeing right ahead of me. I kept walking towards this person who
looked like my Chike but Slimmer.
“Could he be my Chike?” I wondered
When I got close to him, I stretched my hand to touch him…
“Chike?” I asked
“It’s me My Love! I am back”
I still didn’t want to believe it. I touched his face to be sure he was the one. I
took hold of his left wrist and flipped it. My Chike had a birthmark there. I
saw the birthmark. It was really Chike Standing in front of me.
My heart wanted to jump out of me. I hugged him in a rush not wanting to
let the dream fade away.
“Chike, are you real?” I asked as I held on to him, like the way a child will
hang on to his mother for fear of her leaving him or her”
“Yes, it’s me… Mayowa mii, it’s me”
“What happened? I was told you were dead, we buried your ashes, what
happened?”
“I was rescued by a man that midnight but, I couldn’t recollect anything

about me. Not until I saw you on the Post of the Crown Prince on your
Birthday. I suddenly recollected who I was and who you were. Here is the
man, who I have been living with for the Past five years” He said pointing to
an elderly man who stood a few meters away from us…
“God is great! I am happy I get to see this day” The man said
“Thank you Sir! God bless you sir.” I said almost screaming.
I was on Clouds nine. I couldn’t contain my Joy…
“My dead husband is Back! My husband is not dead!” I began to shout, I

didn’t care who was around…
I attracted a lot of attention. Everyone knew my story; they knew I was a

widow who was at that time engaged to the Crown Prince. Many had called
me lucky. Many could not understand why the Crown Prince went for a
widow.
The guards rushed towards me. They must have seen the crowd rushing
towards me… I was in tears, I was telling them…
“Guards, my husband is back… He didn’t die. He is not dead” I said

excitedly with tears flowing down my cheeks.
I noticed my chief guard stepped back to make a call, but I didn’t care what
it was about. Shortly after that, my Phone rang and my Present Lover called
me. My own Crown Prince was Calling.. I wanted to excitedly tell him my
husband was back, but I thought of how best to tell him, so I refused
picking up…
I kept looking at Chike like I had just found a lost treasure.
My Chief Guard brought his phone to me…
“Ma, my Prince wants to speak with you”
I had no other choice, everyone was looking…
“Hello Dear!” that had been the usual way of answering his call for the past
few years.
“Come Back home right now!” He said authoritatively. I had never heard
Prince Chima use that voice on me.
“I am with…”
“I Know who you are with and that’s why I want you back home!”
“Can I bring him to the Palace?” I asked not thinking
“You dare not. I will kill him for real this time if I set my eyes on him”
“Chi… why are you talking like this? I thought you would be happy that my
husband that I thought was dead is actually alive.”
“I should be happy? So where did he tell you he has been all the while?”
“He said he was rescued by a man, and he couldn’t remember who he was
all these years”
“And you believe him?”
“Yes! Is there a reason why I shouldn’t?’
‘Come Home first and I will tell you!”
“No! Tell me now; if I come to the Palace, you will not let me out again? Tell
me now Why I shouldn’t believe my husband?”
“If you do not come home now, forget about ever seeing your kids again
because I can never let them see that monster”
I was beyond shocked, why was my Sweet Chima speaking like this?
I knew it was imperative I returned to the place that had been home for me
for close to four years…
“Chike, where do you stay now?”
“We got into this town yesterday and presently staying at the Justice Motel
in Uzor Street.”
“Ok, go back there. Let me sort out things at the Palace, I Will come to you.
Do you have a Phone number?’
Chike Nodded soberly
“Are you leaving me again? I thought we will return home together? What
about my Kids? I was hoping to see them today?” he said
“Chike, things are very complicated now, Let me go sort things out, I will
reach out. Your Number?”
Chike called a phone number and I imputed it in my Phone…
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As we drove back to the Palace, I kept rehearsing the angry Words I wanted
to hurl at Chima for his selfishness and insensitivity. I wanted to tell him to
take back his degree and let me leave with my kids.
Standing at the Entrance of the Palace was not only Chima waiting for me,
but the King himself stood awaiting my arrival. The moment they saw me,
he heaved a sigh of relief and walked back in without saying a word.
I was more confused.

Why the fear and anger in their eyes?
Was there something they knew I didn’t know?
“Are you Okay?” was the first question Chima asked me, and the Concern in
his eyes melted the fire of anger in my heart. All I said was…
“What are you not telling me?”
“Come with me?’
Chima took me by the Hand to the garden where he took me four years
back, and just like déjà vu, he made me sit in the same place he asked me to
sit then…
“Can you remember, I brought you back here after I came back from the
remembrance?”
“Yes, and you strangely asked to marry me so as to protect me”
“Yes! I wanted to protect you from your husband?’
“I don’t understand’
“Stay with me, there was something I discovered when I went for his
remembrance”
“What?”
*******
“I was almost at your in-laws house when I realize I was low on fuel, so I
decided to stop at a Petrol station to fill up my Car. I had my dark shades on
because I didn’t want the Kidnappers recognizing me, but I was suddenly
surprised when Someone called my name…
“Chi boy!”
“I turned back; but I realized the person was not a familiar face.”
“My Guy! Na you oo, Na only you fit come your own burial and
Remembrance. Chigozie said you were not dead but we didn’t believe her.
She told us she has seen you three times in Lagos. My Guy! You strong ooo”
I tried to feign a Smile. I was lost but I wanted to hear more…
“I don’t understand what you are talking about? I think you have me
mistaken for someone else.” I said as I purposely dropped my head.
“Chike, stop playing!” the moment I heard Chike, it dawned on me that I

had been mistaken for your husband. I found it intriguing that someone
had seen him alive.
“Your brother, Obinna also has confirmed it. He exposed you at the Bar on
one of those nights he was drunk, he told us how you were not dead but
faraway in the white man’s land with another woman. He told us how you
faked your own death, Guilt was eating up your brother for the Pain they
made your Yoruba wife go through in the name of the Widow’s rite that
should have been abolished a long time ago. Chike you are a terrible person.
If you knew you were no more in love with the Yoruba girl that made you go
to the University, you would have easily given her a divorce”
I remember I froze on the spot.

“Oh! You think your story will not be heard, he told us how you were
suffering in the hand of the new girl and you wanted to return to the
country. He told us how you have been contacting your father.”
“I believe you have me mistaken for someone else, I am not Chike. “
“Everyone come see Chike that was pronounced dead, I told you people, he
is alive, but you would not believe me”
*****
“Mayowa, before I knew what was happening; a large number of people had
surrounded me”
“It is Chike!|
“It is not Him”
“He Looks like Him”
“Go and call someone from their compound to come identify him out”
Someone had suggested.
******
“Mayowa I stood there with angry people waiting to kill me should they
realize I was Chike.” Chima was saying to me and I was finding it hard to
believe.
Eventually, an elderly man rushed towards me with two other young men.
You could see fear in the eyes of the elderly man, but there was a change in
his countenance the moment he saw me closely.
******
‘’ This is not my son, I have told you all, Chike is dead, why won’t you let me
Remember my son in peace today. Nnamdi, warn yourself, you are the one
spreading fake news about my Son.”
“I am not spreading fake news, it is your son that said it to every one of us
at the bar, and we all know if you need the truth from a man, ask him when
he is drunk.”
“Well, you know Obinna is a lost son out of my sons. Young man, give me
your wrist.”
*******
“Mayowa, your Father in-Law checked my wrist to look for something

which he didn’t find.”
“Chike has a scar on his left wrist” I supplied
“Oh! I guess that was my saving Grace, because even Chike’s brothers
acknowledged that I was not Chike. They got interested in me and asked
who I was. I told them I was a visitor who was on a journey but needed to
fill my car with fuel. I waited to speak with the fuel attendant. I told him I
would love to see the drunkard of a brother. The fuel attendant took me to
the bar where he was always drinking and I found him there wasted. He
was shocked to see me. He thought I was Chike, but just like your father he
checked my wrist…
“I will like to know a little about this brother of yours people are mistaking
me for” I asked Obinna
“He is a selfish bastard, who faked his death, travelled with another woman,
and since the woman can’t have Children, he wants to return to the country.
I think he wants to kill his Yoruba wife and take the children, and then he
will return back to the woman abroad.”
From all that Chima said, there were two things ringing in my head. Firstly,
was it possible that Chike faked his death? And two, who was the woman he
was with?
“Joan?” I thought…
"Are you saying, Chike faked his death to be with Joan?" I asked
“I don't know who Joan is, but I was told the woman he went with was a
woman he met even before you both got married."
It all began to make sense; I began to fix all the pieces together. Joan
coming back into our lives and the kidnapping from the Salon.
“If she was married to Chike and they travelled abroad, why is he back for
me?"
“The Kids!" I quickly replied myself.
Hot tears dropped from my eyes. My heart didn't want to reconcile with the
truth Chima was telling me. I didn't want to believe Chike could have this
heart of wickedness towards me...
“No, this is not true, Chima. Chike, cannot do all of these to me, after all I
did for him. No! Chike loved me... Chima let me get this, after hearing all
this, you ran back here to marry me, so you could protect me and the kids;
we total strangers"
“Yes, that's because your brother in-law said a statement when I was
leaving him'
“Which was?"
“I just pray Mayowa finds another man to marry her, because as long as she
is still unmarried, Chike's wife will not have peace until she kills her".
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That statement from Chima was what sealed it all for me. I suddenly
remembered how Joan was always pressurizing me to get married. I
remembered how she wanted me to marry my Pastor...
“Jesus!" I screamed
“Calm down Babe!" Prince Chima said to me...

“Don't tell me to calm down! God, my greatest mistake was marrying an
Igbo man and now to think I am about to repeat that mistake, I am the
biggest fool ever..."
I ran away from the garden straight to my room. I cried bitterly. My

children knocked but I was not ready to let anyone in. By this time, they
both had their separate rooms, so I had the right to be left alone in my
room...
Chima must have sent me like a hundred different texts that day. Texts that
ordinarily should make her heart melt.
“To one man you were replaceable, To Me Chima, you are Irreplaceable"
“To Chike, you could be hurt, To Chima, you could never be touched. I
would go any length to make sure no hurt comes to you"
‘If I was told to choose between my life and yours, I will choose yours
because I know you will do all you can do to save mine"
"I promise never to leave you whether through the rain, through the sun. I
promise to stay with you through all seasons. I will stay by you when it's hot
like summer, I will stay by you when everything becomes cold like Winter,
and I will stay by you when everything looks all good like Spring...I will stay
with you through it all"
The messages kept tugging at my heart...

What brought confusion and more pain to my heart was the reality that if
truly Chike did all that he did to me, he being alive will hinder me from
getting married to Chima. As a Christian, I couldn't marry another man if
my husband was still alive.
I was torn! I was mad! I was wondering why God did not ever hint me about
being alive...
I still wanted to believe Chike didn't want to do all that he was accused of
doing to me. I wanted to hear from him that he was under a spell. I wanted
him to say it with his mouth that he loved me and could never have hurt me.
I wanted him to tell me how sorry he was for allowing me undergo the
widow's rite.
I needed to see Chike!
******
"What do you mean; you want to go see him at the hotel?' Chima asked me
very bewildered
“I need to hear him say most of these things to my face"
“You don't believe me?"

“I do, but I don't want to believe Chike would do all he has done in his right
senses...I want to believe he was under the influence of Joan's diabolic
spell.”
"What do you want to achieve with that knowledge? So what if you find out
he was under the influence of charms, does that mean you will go back to
him and " we" are done .." Chima asked bluntly
I thought I had an answer to that, but I didn't...
"Chima, I know you have done a good job of protecting me, but at some
point I need to face things myself" I said to him.
Chima nodded and walked away from my room.
I had sent him a message that morning to see me and it felt like he did not
sleep all night, because the moment my message dropped, he answered, but
the way he walked on me showed that it was possible things would be over
between us soon.
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I got to the hotel where Chike told me he was lodged. Cal, the Chief guard
went with me, insisting he had to go with me. As we drove towards the
place, I could see one of the palace SUVs following us at a far distance. I
smiled knowing Chima was in that vehicle. I knew somewhere in my heart I
wanted Chima to go with me, so he could protect me. I always felt protected
and safe around Chima.
I didn't Call Chike Prior to my visit, because I wanted to see things for what
they really were...
When I got to the reception, I asked to see him. A call was placed to him
and he told the receptionist to direct me to his room. I told the Chief guard
to wait for me at the reception but he insisted he was following me to the
room.
"I am sorry my Princess, I am following the instructions of the Prince and

the King." I smiled at the love the Chief Guard had for me. He had been
routing for me since Day one, Even though I was not yet traditionally and
legally married to the Prince, he had never stopped calling me the Princess.
"Cal, you know I am still not yet the Princess of this Land, you should stop
calling me that."
" You are already the Princess of the Land. You are married to the Prince in
my eyes, you have been living together for close to four years, you have
done your family introductions, he treats and loves you as his wife and I
also see the way you love and adore him. It is very obvious my Princess that
you are both in love."
I smiled...
"Thank you"
By this time, we were at the room. With Shaky hands, I knocked at the door.
Chike was so fast in opening the door. The smile he had on his face quickly
faded as he saw the Chief guard behind me. The Chief guard and I entered
the room.
"Mayowa, welcome. Thank you for coming. I knew I could still rely on you"
Chike said
He opened the door for me to come in. It was obvious the Chief Guard was
not planning to leave me all by myself with Chike.
“Cal, please give me ten minutes alone"
" I am afraid my Princess, I cannot do that, if you do not want me to hear

your conversation, we can go to an open place and I will stay a bit far away
for you to have your conversation, but for me to leave this room, I am afraid
I can't do that..."
“We can leave the door open" Chike said
The Chief Guard looked at me and I nodded in the positive...
He decided to respect my decision this time, he stepped out...
I took a deep breath ..
It was weird that though I was seeing Chike in front of me, he felt like a
stranger to me.. I loved Chike back in the days and one would have thought
seeing him after realizing he was not dead would make me happy like I was
the first time I saw him, but I guess all the information Chima had fed me
with was blocking my heart.
“Chike, between you and I tell me what really happened? I asked and I was
hoping Chike would tell me he was not in his right senses when he relocated.
I wanted him to say Joan was a devil but he said...
“I have told you the truth; I was rescued by a man and I lost my memory"
“What about your marriage to Joan?" I asked directly

He took a long look at me. We stared at each other. My stare was saying
that I was ready to forgive him if he could just lie to me that it was all Joan's
fault, I would forgive him...
"I am sorry, Joan wouldn't let me be. The truth is while we were in the
University together, she developed feelings for me. The money you sent to
me for my upkeep was usually not enough so most times I was always
depending on Joan. I never asked her out, but at the end of our school days,
just like you she asked me to marry her as compensation..."
I was shaken to my bones...
The Word “Just like you" shook me to my bones. I laughed at my stupidity;

Did that mean just as I was sending money to Chike thinking I was his
Alpha and Omega, Joan was taking care of him in School?
"Mayowa, you know you are the one I love and that's why you are the One
my family knows and accepted. Joan threatened me after I told her I
couldn't marry her but you. She told, she would kill you if I married you.
Mayowa, I love you with my life and I didn't want Joan taking you from my
life"
I was swept off my feet...
“So what did you do to keep my safe"
“I kept Joan as my concubine..."

My world shattered! The perfect Chike of a husband I had built in my heart
came shattering with hot tears pouring out of my eyes...
I was not the only one in Chike's life for nine years. I lived a life of lies for
nine years. It then began to make sense. Chike was always out of the house
every Saturday saying he was going for his towns' people meeting. He told
me it was compulsory for Igbos to hold meetings of their peers and I bought
it hook , line and sinker. I was a fool and blind wife for nine years.
"Your Saturday age-group meeting was you spending your weekend with
Joan?" I asked and he nodded in the Positive.
“Chike, I loved and believed in you"
"Mayowa, God sees my heart, it was the Love I had for you that made me
bow to Joan's wishes. I married her to protect you."
"But, what changed? Why did you have to lie to be dead?"
" She was done sharing me with you, especially since she couldn't have kids
of her own, so she kept threatening to kill you and taking over my children
from you..."
"Your Children?" I asked because ' My Children" did not sound well in my
ears.
"I mean our children... I knew Joan would kill you and take the children,
that's why I came up with the plan of faking my death and relocating. That's
what I did, I wanted Joan to believe I was dead, so she could let you be. The
plan was to come back for you after few years, hopefully by that time, she
would have remarried."
"Wait! Hold on, something is not adding up...So you didn't relocate with
Joan?"
“No! I didn't"
“Why then did she want me dead?"
"She wanted you dead?"
"Yes, I was invited for your two years Remembrance and Joan was very
particular about me coming, she told me to visit a Salon on the morning of
the Remembrance where I was kidnapped..."
"Joan is an evil person, I can imagine she just wanted to take away my
children from you"
He said it again, he called our Children his Children, I was not comfortable
with the way he was personalizing our children...
"Well, It is unfortunate that all these happened, but I am sorry I have

moved on with my life" I said angrily.
A part of me knew that Chike wasn't telling me the whole truth, and I was
really mad at the way he was calling the children he left for close to seven
years 'My Children'.
"You have moved on with your life? When mine was held down for seven
years!" He asked
"I don't understand how your life was held down?"
" I had to run out of the country to hide pretending to be dead just to save
you from dying. I couldn't see my family, I was just wasting away "
" Chike, it was my fault you decided to be too smart by allowing two women
take care of your bills and when the time came to repay them what they
wanted, you could not refuse either of them. Well, you made your choice of
a solution. You died. Chike, to me you are a dead man and the Living have
no dealings with the dead!'
Chike was shocked...
"Chike, you appear shocked, were you thinking I was going to let you just
walk back into my life just like that? Chike, you faked your death just to be
with another woman. You relocated with Joan, so stop the lies"
“No, he didn't relocate with me." Joan walked into the room in the flesh.
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"No, he didn't relocate with me." Joan walked into the room in the flesh.
My Chief guard followed her to be sure we wanted her in the conversation. I
simply nodded in the positive.
"Mayowa, forgive me for thinking you were my enemy, that's why I wanted
you dead at the Remembrance. I didn't realize this animal had a third
woman. Mayowa, we were actually three women. It was the third woman he
relocated with.
It felt like glass was shattering in my head.
What was Joan Saying?
“I don't understand!"
“Let me tell this story from the beginning from my angle. I don't know what
he told you but its better you hear it from me."
“Joan, before your story, can I ask you a question?"
She nodded in the positive.
“You really wanted to kill me and the kids at the Remembrance?"
“When I tell my story, you will get the answer to that question. Please hear
me out. Yes, I wanted to kill you, but there was a good reason for that!"
Hot tears dropped from my eyes. My feet were about to give in, I stepped
close to the wall and rested my back on the wall.
"Like you know Chike and I got admitted to the Same University, and
though we were not close at the tutorial center because of how close you
both were. Everyone knew you both were in a relationship, but it was a
surprise to me when in school, girls began to flock around Chike. Though
we were not friends, I still felt jealous on your behalf, so I remember
walking up to him one day when a girl was sitting on his laps...
"Chike, I should take a picture of you this way and send it to your girlfriend
Mayowa."
The girl immediately jumped up from his laps.
"Please ooo, I don't want the witch's problem" the girl said running off. I
was immediately confused. I was asking myself, who was the witch the girl
was referring to?
“Then that means you want to kill me finally" Chike said to me and I fell for
it like a fool that I am.
“What do you mean?"
“Joan, I am in Prison, I am in Mayowa's prison. Mayowa is a witch, a

mysterious being. She has me locked up in her spell, I don't love her and I
really want to find love. She has said she would kill me if I don't marry her.
That's why I am doing what I am doing. Trying to enjoy life the best I can
while I am in school, because I know once I leave school, I would have to
marry her and live a miserable life"
“You are joking right?" I asked
“Why Will I joke about it? Do you know that you were the first girl I loved at
the tutorial center, but Mayowa asked me out telling me she had been
seeing me in her dreams and if I do not date her, I will die in six months.
She told me a witch from my father's family wanted to kill me, but if I date
her, I will be under her protection. That's how I got in to the relationship."
“WHAT!" I had screamed thinking it was true.
“Joan, don't I deserve true love? I am a slave of love, she sleeps with me as
she likes. She sends me money for my upkeep to constantly remind me she
is my mother and wife. You know Yoruba witchcraft. I am sorry Joan, I
know you are half Yoruba and half Igbo, I do not mean to insult."
“It is not an insult, I am a witness to Yoruba Witchcraft, I know what my

Father's sisters did to my mother, because she was Igbo. When my mother
was dying, she told me it was my Father's sisters that afflicted her. She
made me promise never to marry a Yoruba man”
“Can you imagine? Here was I planning to ask you out before Mayowa
double crossed us. You and I would have been a perfect match" Chike said
sobbing...
“Don’t Cry Chike...I didn't realize Mayowa was a witch, who would have
thought with that innocent face of hers. No wonder she never really mixed
with others. You were her everything.
Chike, you can’t continue in her slavery and in the process destroy your life.
Chike by having Multiple partners, you are destroying yourself. Why don't
you find a girl who really loves you, you tell her about Mayowa and you
continue your secret love. Who knows, immediately after University, you
both can relocate to another country." I had said foolishly.
Gullible as I was, I fell for the deceit in his eyes. I thought it was innocence I
saw, but thinking about it now it was mockery at its highest.
Before I could think straight and verify his claims, I had fallen head over
heels for him, and since my father spent heavily on me as a compensation
for my mother's death, I didn't mind spending my money on us. Mayowa
ask him, we lived together on Campus as a couple"
*****
At this point in Joan's story, I couldn't understand all I was hearing. I didn't
know how to put the pieces together. I looked at Chike, he had his head
bowed... Did that mean everything he had told me earlier had been a
doctored truth..
"Chike tell me all she is saying are lies?" I asked desperately facing Chike.
“He can't answer you, he knows I am saying the truth and nothing but the
truth. Mayowa, you still have a lot to hear, stay with me"
I sat on the floor wanting to hear the truth about the man who I had called
my husband for years. As I looked at him, I was seeing a completely
different man. He was a coward, a wicked man, a player. I began to recollect
the signs I had seen earlier in our dating days. I remembered a few times,
he told me he wanted me to get a fuller breast, and looking at Joan , I knew
what he meant.
Joan continued her story...
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I agreed to be his private lover, unknown to you. As we were rounding up

school, I asked him about our plans to relocate, but he started singing
another song.
"Joan, I don't think I can relocate anymore. I saw a Pastor some months
back and he told me that I dare not leave Mayowa. Joan, I think we need to
cut off what we share. "
I had built my life and fantasied about my future with him, so he telling me
drop it all and move on was gibberish for me...
“Chike, what is wrong?"
"I love you too much to let Mayowa kill you. Mayowa has insisted I marry
her. I would not want her to find out I am in love with another woman. It
would be deadly for both of us"
"Marry her. I don't mind being the other woman. You can spend the week
days with her and the weekends at my place."
"Why do you want to live that kind of life? You won't be able to bear my
name in public, we can't hold hands in Public. No...Joan you don’t deserve
that, what will your family say?"
“Family? You know I don't have any family except my Dad. My Dad doesn't
care about me that much, I will let everyone who cares to ask that I am not
interested in marriage. Chike, I cannot live without you. It is better to die
than to be without you."
That's how I became the concubine hating you all the way. I lived my
everyday wishing for your death. I lived my life like the player on the bench,
hoping and praying for the day you would die of Cancer or something. Life
became unbearable for me when I was not conceiving, after you dropped
two babies so quickly. I tried all means of conception, I tried the medical
way and the traditional way, nothing was happening... I became desperate,
I honestly started believing you were a witch who had found out I was his
side chic, and you had destroyed my womb.
“Chike, I will kill this Mayowa if I don't have kids"
"Joan! Joan, you know I keep warning you. Don't dig up your grave" Chike
had said to me.
"Is this how I will keep living my life, Chike we have been trying for babies
for 8 years and I have not had one conception. Chike I refuse to live a
wasted life."
“Joan, I have an idea!"
“What Idea?"
"Let me die!"
"Are you mad or something?"
"If Mayowa finds out I am dead and she also buried me, she will let go of
me"
"I don't understand "

"Let us fake my death."
"Oh! What about your family"
"If this is going to be real, then they have to believe I am dead, after about
five years I can re-surface as being kidnapped and miraculously saved. That
way, I can bring you as the woman who saved me. I believe by then,
Mayowa would have found another man to marry and we can live happily
ever after."
*****
My heart shattered a million times, I could feel an invisible grinder

grinding my heart to powder. I had been a victim in a well plotted crime
story. My enemy for many years was the man I called "Husband". I sobbed
more...
"So you faked your death just to be with another woman? You could have
just told me you didn't love me anymore, and you would have asked for a
divorce. I would have cried and moved on, but No! You made me go
through hell thinking God hated me."
"No my Darling Mayowa, If there is anything I know about you, God most
definitely loves you. I am not through with my story...Please stay with me"
I honestly did not want to hear more, but I was too weak to stand up from
the spot I was seated.
"We started processing our travelling documents. When we got our Visas
stamped, Chike went out one Saturday and never came back. I tried calling
him but his line was unreachable. Few days later, I heard he was dead. I
didn't want to believe it, because the death was exactly the way we arranged
his fake death. I didn't want to believe that Chike had gone ahead to travel
without me. I was hoping he would call and tell me how to join him. I
waited daily for four months thinking he went ahead to get things settled
before I joined him. However, it became evident that I had been scammed
when I realized he had withdrawn all the money from my personal savings
account.
He had transferred the money to himself and I remembered the day he had
done the transaction, he had asked for my phone. He lied to me that his
phone was faulty and he needed to use mine to send a mail... What misled
me about you Mayowa was the fact that I went to your house after four
months and I was told you had relocated. I was mad.
I believed Chike had chosen you over me. I believed you and Chike travelled
out of the country.
I decided I had to take my pound of flesh. I wanted to know where on earth

you both were and I didn't mind traveling there to kill you both. I nursed
my wound and gathered enough money for my revenge for a year. I trailed
his brother on Social Media. I told him I was a friend of Chike and I heard
about his brother's death recently, I told him I was sure his brother was
alive. I told him he and his wife ran away from the family. I asked him to
tell the family to have a Remembrance party and invite Mayowa his wife. I
told him she would not show up...
Prior to this time, I had trailed you too online and had caught up with you
as an old friend. I kept pushing you about marriage hoping to find the truth
about Chike's whereabouts. Where I began to suspect your innocence was
when I discovered you were in Nigeria not overseas, but then I thought
maybe Chike didn't travel after all. I became friends with your kids hoping
that one day unknowingly they would mention their dad, but they never did.
Although, the day you told me about the widow’s rite you went through, I
was taken aback, but I later resolved you were still fooling me.
I decided that the Remembrance was the way to go. I planned on

Kidnapping you and torturing you to the point of confessing about Chike's
whereabouts, but like I said earlier, God loves you too much. You slipped
off my hands.
I reached out to Chike's brother after the Remembrance. He told me I was

right about you not attending the burial but he told me I was wrong about
the woman his brother travelled with... He told me you were not the one…
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I reached out to Chike's brother after the Remembrance. He told me I was

right about you not attending the burial but he told me I was wrong about
the woman his brother travelled with... He told me you were the one…
I told him I didn't understand, in his words he said...

“My sister after you told me my brother was alive with his Yoruba wife, I
didn’t believe. Two nights before the Remembrance, I confronted my father
about Chike still being alive, and surprisingly my father was not too
surprised. He pretended to be surprised at first and then he said...
“Two women wanted to kill your brother, and he needed to run off with the
real woman he loves. Your brother is alive and happy in Russia. Come see
his picture..."
"My Sister, I literally died in that moment, a lot of things happened to my

heart in that second. I felt betrayed, I felt unhappy, I felt wicked especially
with what we had done to his Wife. I raped her alongside my brothers. And
there was I staring at his happy face."
"Papa you knew Chike was alive and you did those terrible things to his
Yoruba wife?"
"No, I didn't. I just got to know recently. Do you know your brother was
around with the woman for his burial? He told me he had disguised as a
woman to the burial to be sure people believed his death."
"Chike is wicked and Evil. God will punish him, despite all that the Yoruba
girl did for him, he treated her like that!"
"He said he had settled her, he said he paid her off. He sent some men to
disguise as his business partners to give her money to move on with her
life...”
******
I couldn't stand it again... I didn't want to hear any of the truth anymore. I
wanted to die, I wanted to kill Chike. I wanted to open his heart and find
out what was in there... I wanted to know what wrong I did exactly to him. I
wanted to see who I was in his eyes...
I loved Chike!
Chai! I loved him with my life
I could have died for Chike!
I wanted to just ask him one question...
"Who is this third woman? Who is she and why was she the one you chose
to love not caring if I was hurt"
*****
He decided to speak! I could see that he was about to say the truth.
“Her Name was Mirabel Supo Olaniwura. She was Yoruba like you. Get this
right ! I never hated you because of your tribe, in fact I really liked you,
because you Mayowa are the sweetest, most sacrificial human I know. I
met Mirabel during my National Youth Service. My one year with her was
like I had known her all my life.
Mirabel was smart, independent and hardworking. I liked her because she
was beyond my reach. She didn't see me as her ultimate, she made me see
marrying her as a privilege and I just wanted to conquer her. I was ready to
do away with you both but you were not ready to let go. I held on to Mirabel
for nine years. Even though she got married , I kept stalking her. My
opportunity to be with her resurfaced when she became a widow. I told her
I wanted to marry her secretly like I had Joan Secretly but Mirabel would
not have it.
Mirabel knew her worth and the only way I could have her was to do away
with you both.
That's when I came up with the idea of faking my death.
I told her about it and she didn't mind. Like I said, Mirabel was a smart
woman. She came up with how to go about it. She employed the actors who
came to you as my business partners. We burnt the vehicle together at night.
We attended my burial together, before finally relocating.
However, things started becoming sour after one year of staying together.
She wanted to be the husband of the house, plus she wanted children of her
own and she was not conceiving. She was always threatening to kill you and
the kids.
By the second year, I wanted out. I wanted to come back to you both. I
reached out to my father explaining my predicament. My father was very
shocked to his bones. He said to me...
"Chike, stay wherever you are and live the Life you have chosen for yourself.
You revealing yourself will cause a lot of problem for a lot of people. We are
already planning your Remembrance. Your brother brought up the idea of
having a Remembrance Party and we have invited Mayowa as well."
I returned to the country though I stayed away from the Remembrance. I
have tried to live the past three years without contacting you both. I wanted
to start a new life as a new person but I couldn't get you both out of my
mind. That's why I reached out to you both again. I didn't know you will
meet each other here today. I wanted things to go back to how things were.
That's why I hired the man who I said rescued me.
Mayowa, Joan...this is my truth. I am sorry. I love you both. I want you

back. I am still married to you both. I want us together as one family, no
more hiding. God gave me two good women but I messed things up. I love
you both."
I was too numb to feel anything. I didn’t know if I was meant to shout,
scream, curse or cry. One thing was sure for me; I had to run far away from
this selfish, mad, controlling beast.
“Cal!" I called out for my Chief guard.
He immediately walked in. There was no doubt he heard everything that

had happened.
“My Princess!"
“Please, tell this man who I am now!"
“My Princess is the wife of the Prince of this Land" Cal understood his
assignment and he delivered well.
“She is my still my wife, I didn't divorce her, and neither am I dead?"
“Cal, help me get up!"
Cal helped my weak limbs.
I walked up to Chike...
"The Chike I loved is dead; the Chike I married is dead. This Chike right
here is his ghost and a wicked one at that and Bible tells me what the Living
has got to do with the dead. God knows my husband is dead. I don't know
about Joan but the Chike I loved and sacrificed for is dead!" I said and
turned to leave...
“Can I have my Children then?" He said
That was the straw that broke the Camel's back...
“You said what?" I heard Prince Chima's voice from behind me. I had never
been so happy to see him like I was in that moment.
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“You said what?" I heard Prince Chima's voice from behind me. I had never
been so happy to see him like I was in that moment.
"Oh! The wife snatcher finally shows up. My doppelganger shows up. The
day I saw your picture online, I wondered why the striking resemblance. I
believe that's why Mayowa fell for you. Listen Prince, Mayowa can never
love any other man except me. Ask her I am the first man in her life and
from what I have heard from people around, though you are footing her
bills, she has refused to marry you. Can't you read the signs? She does not
love you"
"Yes, she may not love me, but I love her and that's the difference between
us. You never loved her, you only used her. The Mayowa who loved you
back then is not the same person here, she has matured. I am not here to
make decisions for her, because like I said she has matured but I am here to
warn you to stay off Nonso and Amaka. They are now my responsibilities.
Go back to the hole you crawled out from, don't tamper with the minds of
these children."
"Says the man who doesn't have his own kids. Listen those kids are mine; I
will fight you over them. I will take you to court and get custody of them.'
“Please do, ensure you get a good lawyer and lots of money to spend."
*****
When we got back home. I wept sore. For days I could not eat, I could not
believe Chike was a beast who pretended to love me. Prince Chima gave me
my Space. He knew I needed the time to think.
******
The battle for the custody began. Chike was hell bent on taking Amaka and
Nonso from me. I couldn’t lose my Children to the beast I called a husband.
How was he going to train them? He was not a morally Upright Man, talk
more of a Christian. He was going to raise Nonso to be like him: God forbid.
I wanted Chima to raise my Kids. He had been doing a fine job in raising
them well in all aspects.
I walked up to his room one early morning after I got a letter to appear in
Court over the custody conflict between Chike and I.
“Chima! I can’t lose my Children to Chike!
“I wish we were already married, this would have been an easy one.” Chike
Said “They would have been my legally adopted children”
“Then Let’s get married now!” I pleaded
“Why do you want to marry me now? Because you do not want to lose your
Children?” he asked
“Yes…” And I realized I had made a mistake.
“Marrying me as a means to an end is not what I want. I was about making

that mistake years back. I wanted to marry you so I could protect you and
the Kids, but I had a rethink. I didn’t want my marriage to be one-sided.
That’s why all the while; I never bothered you again about marriage.
I wanted you to really want it. Unfortunately, that’s not the case now. You
still don’t love me enough to want to marry me. You just want to use me to
protect your kids. Mayowa, if it is about protecting your kids, I give you my
word, I will fight with everything I have to ensure Chike doesn’t take them
away.”
I broke down… I loved Chima no doubt, but I don’t know why I kept
pushing the marriage forward. Within me, I believed it was Fear. I was
scared of marriage especially to an Igbo man.
In that moment I regretted not listening to God. God knew a day like this
would come and that was why he kept telling me that the same red sea that
swallowed the Egyptians is the same one that allowed the Israelites to walk
through it. God made a way for me but my hurt blocked God’s provision of
deliverance for me. God had seen the Future…
I knelt down proposing to Chima myself.
“Chima, please Marry me. You are God’s compensation for me, You are
God’s way out for me. I married a wicked man and God decided to save me
from his hands. God knew he didn’t deserve me, God knew he had been
unfaithful to me all the years I was faithful to him, God knew I was sincere
and God allowed him to fall into the error of faking his own death.”
“Please give me another chance … Let God use you for me”
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“Mayowa, like you said, if we had married me back then, it won’t have been
a crime, because we all thought Chike was dead, but now that he is alive, I
can’t marry you unless there is a legal divorce.”
“Chima, divorce a dead man? To me Chike is dead, I buried him, I went

through the dehumanizing Widow’s ritual, I mourned him all these years.
So the man who has surfaced is a ghost, and my kids cannot stay with a
dead man.”
Chima was quiet, I knew the last speech had won him, but there was still
something he wanted to hear from me. Something he had been working
tirelessly to hear me say to him for the Past three to four years. He was
crowned the Prince three years back and I was sworn in as his Engaged
Princess. The King had permitted it when the Chief tried to question it.
They wanted us married, but I told him I wasn’t ready yet. My Parents had
travelled for the Introductions, but I had told him to wait for me to finish
my university for the proper engagement and Legal wedding. If Only I had
trusted God back then to marry him.
“Chima, I am your Engaged Princess! Doesn’t that count? I was speaking to

Cal the other day, and he said to him, ‘we were married’ ”
“Tradition may favour us, but the Law won’t favour us because you are still
married to him.”
I decided to use my Last Card… A card I had kept so close to my heart for so
long. A card I wanted to pull on a special day.
“I never dreamt of saying this so casually like this, I have fantasized a

million times about how I would say this, but I guess it has to come out this
way…
Prince Chimaobi, My Prince in shining Armor, My Angel in Human Form,

My place of Safety, God’s proof of love for me, I may not have loved you
from the beginning, but just like Christ Commanded in the Scriptures that a
man would love his woman like How Christ Loved the Church, you
exemplified this to me, Christ first loved the Church before the Church
loved him Back, Chimaobi, my own Prince of peace after Christ, you loved
me even when I didn’t see myself as lovable, You brought Peace into my
Life, You took me and cleaned me up, you gave my life a meaning, My
education that I sacrificed for Chike, you gave me the Opportunity to have it
back.
Now I, Mayowa am an undergraduate. You have showed me, it is never too

late for God to give a woman who has missed it in marriage a second chance.
I know God hates Divorce, but I also know he hates men maltreating their
wives, and in this case God gave you to me as a second chance. He allowed
my husband plot his own death to give me a new life… Chimaobi, I have
loved you for the Past three years, if I didn’t love you, I would have left the
palace a long time ago, but I stayed because under your arms was where I
wanted to be forever. You give me warmth, Joy and so much more… I Love
you Chimaobi…”
I have never seen Chimaobi in tears, but the tears flowed and his lips
trembled. He sobbed like a baby.
“I do have a lot to say if you let me say…” Chimaobi didn’t let me complete
my words, he hugged me so tightly like I was the most precious thing to him
in the world. I felt loved and safe.
“Who is cutting Onions here?” I heard Amaka’s voice from the doorway.
Amaka was 12 years old already and she was way smart for her age.
“Finally, there is about to be the wedding I have prayed for?” Nonso said
and that broke me into pieces…
“Mum, I have the picture of your wedding dress, the one that will fit your
body” Amaka said…
I knew it was time I told them the truth about what was going on…
I looked into Chima’s eyes and without saying anything, he read my eyes
and he nodded in agreement…
“Nonso and Amaka, there is something I need to speak to you about!”

Nonso and Amaka exchanged shocked looks
“You are Pregnant!” Amaka screamed…
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CHAPTER THIRTY
“You are Pregnant!” Amaka screamed…
Chima and I laughed but we needed to clear the air...

“Though the Prince and I are engaged we choose to stay pure till after
marriage, so there is no baby yet”
They both looked sad!
“So what is it?”
I took a deep breath; I knew it was going to be a hard pill for the kids. They
had mourned their father for years, they had endured me pouring out my
frustrations on them, now telling them their father faked his death to be
with another woman was going to be a hard blow.
“Your Father is alive!” I said in a rush in a bid to get it out of my mouth.
“What?” Amaka asked
Nonso on the other hand was quiet; he kept looking at me for more. I
nodded affirmatively.
“Mum, what are you saying?” Amaka was always vocal about what she
wanted…
I told the story from the beginning to the end…
“Dad had two other wives apart from you” Amaka asked
Nonso paced around before he finally spoke. He was a teenager now and
very deep in thinking..
“You mean we didn’t mean anything to Dad? He faked his own death
leaving us to be with another woman?” Nonso Said
I was quiet, but that was the true summary of what had happened.
“So why is he back? Let me guess! To continue with us”
“I told him, I was already with the Prince, but he wants you both. He has
taken the case to the court. He is requesting for Custody “
“God Forbid! Are you sure this new person is not an imposter or Dad’s look
like, You know like the way the Crown Prince looks like him. “
“He is the one, I checked his wrist.”
“I am not going with him, Uncle Chima, please don’t let him take us from
you” Nonso pleaded
“I will do my best, I will get the best lawyers on this” Chima said
“First things first, we need to complete the marriage process between your
mom and I and it has to be low key. If your mother is happily married to me,
and you tell them in court you are happy with us, they will let you stay with
us.”
“When is the Wedding taking place?” Nonso asked
“What about tomorrow?” Chima asked.

“The Dress won’t have arrived even if we order it today!” Amaka answered.
She wanted me to wear the gown.
“Amaka, I believe there would be a more elaborate wedding after all the
battle has been won, for now, let us do what we have to do.” Chima said to
her.
*****
The next day, I had been dressed in a beautiful Igbo wedding outfit, I
walked into the Palace hall. I almost fainted because of the beautiful sight
that met my eyes. And to crown it all, my Parents were seated. My eyes
were tearing up seriously. I was given the marriage drink I had to give my
husband. On my way to searching for Chima, I had the feeling of déjà vu, It
felt like I had done this same walk before. It was all too familiar. I knew
what it was.
It was my wedding to Chike, I had married an Igbo man years earlier and I
had done this traditional walk, here was I repeating it. I stood on the spot
not willing to move further. Everyone kept cheering me up, but as I looked
ahead at Chima, I was seeing Chike. It was like a glitch, it would change to
Chima in a second, the next second, I see Chike. In the midst of all that was
happening, I saw a man on white walking towards me. His White was so
bright; I couldn’t look up at him…
“ Oluwamayowa, take read it…” The man said to me and gave me his Bible…
I saw a portion that had been marked with a red marker: Gen 38:3-10
“Judah got a wife for Er, his firstborn, and her name was Tamar, But Er,
Judah’s firstborn was wicked in the Lord’s sight, so the LORD put him to
death. Then Judah said to Onan, “ Sleep with your Brother’s wife and
fulfill your duty to her as a brother in-law to raise up offspring for your
brother, But Onan knew that the Child would not be his; so whenever he
slept with his brother’s wife, he spilled his semen on the ground to keep
from providing offspring for his brother. What he did was wicked in the
LORD’S SIGHT; SO THE LORD put him to death also”
I looked up at the man, trying to understand what I read…
‘I am a Father who cannot stand any of my girls been victimized,

maltreated by any man in the name of being a husband. I do not
mind killing any man who does not treat any of my daughters
well. However, most times when the mothers of such men are
my beloved, I do not kill these men instead I chase them far
away from my daughters so that my daughters may live a good
life. Mayowa, Chike is not a good man and was never one, you
married him without my consent, but your faithfulness to him
was too great to overlook. I would have slayed him for your
sake but I thought of his mother. Instead I let him follow the
advice of his reprobate mind. He declared himself dead. You are
now free of the oath you made to him. Chike according to his
records with us, is a dead man. I have told you earlier that the
same land that brought you pain will give you gain and Joy. I
am your Father and I Love my girls, come let me walk you to
your husband. His name is Chima and he is the better
replacement. Wipe your tears, raise your shoulder up and give
me your hand.” The man said
I did as I was told, I didn’t know if everyone could see the man, but I saw
Chimaobi already on his feet, he wanted to walk towards me but I raised my
hand telling him to return to his seat. With the Father holding my hand, I
walked to Chimaobi and with bended knees I gave him the wedding drink.
Chimaobi’s joy was so evident. He had found his queen.
We danced, we kissed, we laughed, and that day was the day I never
thought I would ever experience in my life…
To be continued….
DEEP THOTS NOVELS
CHAPTER THIRTY- ONE
We appeared in Court, and with the King’s influence, we got the best law
firm to represent us. Chike obviously was broke because it was evident in
his pitiful looking lawyer he brought to represent him. Cal, my Chief guard
was our savior, in the bid to record my conversation for the Prince the day I
went to Chike’s hotel room; he got us very good evidence. Chike’s
confession about faking his death, relocating to another country and
neglecting his good wife behind were all used against him.
The Judge who unfortunately for Chike was a woman was evidently mad at
him. Joan also testified against him stating that he was not worthy to raise
Nonso and Amaka.
The Straw that broke the Camel’s back was when Nonso was asked to speak.
The Judge asked if he wanted to go with his father, and my Son gave a
detailed lecture in the court room…
“Thank you Ma’am. I am grateful for a law system that gives room for the
children in question to decide where they desire to live. When my mother
broke the unfortunate news of my father’s resurrection from the dead, the
feeling a child should have at that news ought to be that of happiness and
hope restored, but it became an unfortunate news when I realized my father
left his children to follow another woman.
To me, It meant we were nothing to him. It meant our emotional and

mental well-being didn’t mean anything to him. It meant he was a selfish
man who cared alone about his emotional and sexual wellbeing as against
his immediate family’s joy… I did my research while preparing to appear
before this honorable court; a lesson I learnt from my step dad. My Step
dad has taught me over the years, the importance of getting one’s fact clear
before talking, so I decided to research on Child’s custody. From my
research, I gathered that in the award of custody of a child by a court, the
paramount interest of the child is the main key. Considering the interest of
the child has been classified into different factors; First, the court must
Consider the emotional attachment to a particular parent and in this case
My sister and I have formed a deep emotional attachment to my Mother
and my step –dad.
Another Factor to consider is the inadequacy of the facilities, such as

educational, religious, or opportunities for proper upbringing. We don’t
need to argue this, because it is very obvious that my birth Father is highly
inadequate financially to raise my Sister and I. Can he afford the good
school that we now attend? The school my Step father enrolled us has
improved us mentally; my father who has come back penniless cannot
afford it.
If I take moral and religious upbringing into consideration, My father
cannot be a good example of that, if he was able to deceive my mother and
other women for years, then we ought to check his moral compass. On the
Other hand, I have lived with two great people who I have learnt morality
from. After my father’s death, my mother stayed pure and concentrated on
raising us.
When my step father came into the picture, they were both engaged for a
while before they got married, there was never a time I caught them in a
compromising position. With all due Respect your honor, please consider
all these before awarding custody to my father…
Please note ma, I understand that the welfare of a child is not only the
material provisions in the house, good clothes, food, air conditioners,
television, but it is more of the happiness of the child and his or her
psychological development.
If I am returned to my father, I can say for a fact that my psychological

development will be hampered on; I would not be able to look into the eyes
of the man who made my mother go through hell. Your honor, , according
to the tradition of my Father’s village, a widow is subjected to a lot of
terrible things, I was little, but I heard the crying of my mother day and
night.
My mother’s head was shaven, she was not allowed to see us for three
months except for a few days, I remember seeing my mother do the naked
walk and my grandmother quickly covered my eyes, my mother ate from a
dirty plate for months. This she never told me, but I heard my grandmother
saying to her friend, that my mother would have to sleep with my uncles,
my grandfather and my granduncle. I have never asked her if she had to do
it, but the thought haunted me for years.
I grew up seeing my mother sad and frustrated, as little children, my sister

and I sometimes had to bear the screams of frustration my mother would
pour out on her. We understood it was pain speaking through her. Now, my
father appears after having all the fun.
No…not with us.
In my sister’s word, ‘Our father is dead, the man who is claiming to be him
is an imposter’ please don’t send us to him.” Nonso said and I just kept
wailing, he had brought out my sore to the open, he had made everyone see
the wicked man my dead husband was. The entire court room was quiet
except for my wailing… Chima kept comforting me, but I didn’t want to be
shut up, I wanted to pour out my tears of anguish out, it was like a tap and
it needed to be left open till the source goes dry.
The Judge asked for a fifteen minutes recess… Chike watched as Chima
hugged his wife and kids. Our eyes met and I read regret in his eyes.
*******
“Your son has given the Judgment already; it is obvious his step father has
done a better Job of raising him, for him to have done a thorough research
like this on his own. Mr. Chike Nwosu, you put your family through hell
just to satisfy your own needs. I would not want to waste my words on you.
Under most systems of the customary law in Nigeria, the father has the
absolute right to the custody of his legitimate children, however this right
will not be enforced where it will be detrimental to the welfare of the
children, In this case, both of your kids are below 14 years old and it would
be in their interest to be with who they are most comfortable with
This is my Judgment; this Court hereby awards the custody of both

children to Mrs. Mayowa Chimaobi Amadi, while the Father Mr. Chike
Nwosu will be allowed to see the Children three times a year if the children
are willing, under the supervision of their Mother.”
It felt like everything in the World stopped, I knew the Judge was still
speaking but I didn’t care about what she was saying. Joan who was seated
behind me in court leaned forward and whispered into my ears…
“God really loves you”.
I nodded and turned to her,
“Not just me, PAPA LOVES HIS GIRLS”
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I APPRECIATE MY WONDERFUL HUSBAND, AKINWALE AKINTUNDE, YOU MAKE

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I DEDICATE THIS NOVEL TO MY SOURCE, MY INSPIRATION BANK, MY

I AM NOTHING WITHOUT THE TRINITY

PAPA LOVES HIS GIRLS

Chike Knew I loved him.

My Sweat Knew I loved him.

My Body Knew I loved him.

My Reasoning knew I loved Him, because whatever I thought must favour

Did Chike Love me back in return?

Most definitely! We were two inseparable lovebirds. Modest, well brought

I shook my head in the negative...

“Oh! Thank you for the offer but No thanks!".

“Come on, the bus is waiting"

“No please... I will get home in no time"

“Wow! Your bag?" I said

I gave a surprising look.

“Someone has been stalking" I said. Stalking was a regular thing in my

From that day, we walked every day.

Walking made us bond more. Even after writing our examination, he

I decided to act in love. I decided to forfeit my education for that year so

Chike refused bluntly, telling me it should be the other way round.

Meanwhile, I toiled! I mean I toiled day and night to sponsor Chike's

Was I wrong to have toiled to sponsor my boyfriend's education bearing in

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PAPA LOVES HIS GIRLS

I was discouraged by Friends and my family. My mother loved Chike but

Let me slow it down a bit.

Yes! I got married to Chike immediately after school following Sarah's

“I am a fool in love with the right man” I replied

“Don’t call God's name in vain" I replied

“How did you know about Joan?" I asked

I held a small welcome party for him at my house. It was fun...

He was surprised at my outburst...

As always, adamantly I won again.

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PAPA LOVES HIS GIRLS

“Hello Mrs. Mayowa Nwosu,

We (his business partners) are relocating to different African countries.