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    I dea with u my sis bring it on

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    Bring it on

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    Bring it on my dear,I’m already seated!!!

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    Seated, bring it on…

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    Victoria EzekielVictoria Ezekiel
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    Episode 1
                                                                  ABUJA

         CHALIE  who had risen first before her husband walked down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast,she had once thought his disinclined attitude about allowing their maid to prepare a meal for the family was absurd she always grumbled anytime she heard the early morning alarm that woke her up each day.
      
    CHALIE a woman of average height in her late  forties ,darkskinned despite her age there was still some kind of radiance to her beauty that made her look like she was in her thirties,she stopped for a moment to admire the beautiful album that hung at the living room hall she didn’t do that every morning as a ritual to admire her beautiful pose or that of her husband or only daughter it only reminded her that she was in reality ,its no dream she is happily married to a man who loves her and  was blessed with an adorable daughter despite her bitter past.
      
    Clad in her poker detted pyjamas she entered the kitchen to make breakfast humming a melody to herself ,she thought it odd Ike had not come downstairs He was an early morning person and left very early for work, despite the fact they were no longer based at lagos Ikenna still prefer to leave for work early.

    “What’s keeping this man upstairs” charlie thought to herself a like thirty minutes later she was already done with serving breakfast and he was yet to show up she climbed the stairs back to their room with the intention of waking him up.

    “Honey” she called out but got no response her heart skipped for a brief moment when she found him in the same sleeping position she had left him earlier.

    “Honey what’s wrong, its past seven already” she spoke softly expecting him to jump out of bed but his eyes fluttered a bit,his eye lid dimmed as watery tears slipped down..
    Charlie was alarmed now

    “C…c…come closer dear” he whispered softly
    She rushed closer to him as a sense of dread washed all over her like she was about to loose someone.

    “Ikenna…please you are scaring me ” she warned thinking it was all a joke
    “Take care of our daughter” he forced the words out as she strained her ears to hear him clearly

    “You must be strong for her”

    “Honey what are you talking about” she asked all panicky as her hands grabbed both of his cheeks

    “Am calling an ambulance now”

    “No matter what… don’t let them take me to Umumiri…”he stammered the words out

    ” Ikenna…Honey”

    “They have come to take me,don’t go with them…Don’t go to Umumiri” those were the last words Ike said to her before he passed out.

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    Charlie cheeks burned as hot liquid ran down slowly forming a curve round the nape of her neck she was way past calm it was almost noon and no one was saying anything about her husband.

    the private hospital seemed busy as nurse moved in a quick pace from one place to another they seemed ignorant of the people around them as they only give a discreet smile when a question was thrown at them.
    An elderly doctor approached her he cleared his throat to get her attention as he handed a file to a robust nurse that stood at his side

    “Please pass this over to the nurse at the desk..thank you”he smile was no comforting as he stared at her

    ” you are Mrs Ikenna right”

    “Yes… yes” she inhaled sharply “where is my husband”she was doing her utmost best to stay calm

    ” I am Dr Paul in charge of your husband case”
    He waited for her to nod in apprehension

    “Madam we have run all necessary tests ,but couldn’t detect anything…

    ” what do you mean Dr “she cut him off confused
    Dr Paul exhaled slowly

    ” All am trying to say is in my  twenty five Years as a doctor,I have never seen such a case as this..your husband case is very peculiar”he shakes his head

    “we cannot conduct treatment on your husband until we detect the cause of his comatized state”

    “Hey…hey” she wailed with her two hands on her head”I can’t loose my husband ohhh”

    “Madam please put your self together” the doctor who was now sweating brought out his handkerchief this was the hardest part of his Job having to explain things he preferred been in the theatre than having to stand to explain what why and how the attention it creates is sometimes exhausting.

    “Your Husband is in a comatose state and there is a one percent chance he would survive it medically”

    “God forbid..my husband will not die ohhh”

    “Please I need you to understand what am telling you,we are going to monitor him every given time,we have done our best for him,your husband life is now left in God hands”

    “Please Doctor Ike can’t die… I have money any amount just keep him alive”
    Dr Paul simply walked away giving one of the nurses a sign to help her he had never felt so clueless in his entire life.

        

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    Episode 2

    LET GoD JUDGE
    By VICTORIA EZEKIEL

                                                                       LAGOS
           
    JESSE rose up from his bed,hands pressed together on his face trying to rub off sleep from his eyes,the strange nightmares he had this time had kept him up till morning, this nightmares had hunted him ever since he was a child it was something he was still yet to curb after so many  years, gone are the days when he would run to his parents room or lie in his father lap,withe the light switch on he studied his room,it had been as he left it for southAfrica to study and assist in ministry works,he smiled at the book shelves that held old school books and novels, pictures of  his growing up memories with his parents and that of .
    role models and insporators such as Abraham Lincoln, wole Soyinka ,Ronaldino, kano Nwakwo and the likes of them surrounded the walls of his room with a golden boot that hung close  to the portraits he got it as an award in his secondary school days, he had also received several medals and honours as the best footballer in school but failed at his studies he laughed at the  worn out footballboots and the old football as it was wrapped in a transparent wrapper his mum had refused him to take them along to southAfrica.
           
    Jesse signed for a while it took his mind off his plight “it feels good to be home” he muttered as he watched the golden sun cast its rays through his widow, after a few moment of recession he knelt down to pray again for the third time that morning before he went to freshen up.

    “Good morning son”
    He heard his mother voice from the door,she squeeked as she came to hug him

    “Good morning mum,you look good” he said as he stared her down she was clad in a long flowing gown and a matching head tie looking radiant

    “Why didn’t you tell us you are coming back to Nigeria yesterday” her smile warmed its way into his heart.

    “Am so sorry mum…yesterday was hectic I rushed in to rest without announcing my arrival,though Prisca told me you and daddy went for a church program”

    “Yes,pastor Ashimolowo invited your father for a power packed communion service for  Friday and I felt so blessed ”

    “That so I wish I made it in time to partake and I really miss the pastor,its been a while you know”

    “Yes son” Mrs Dotun smile “please tell me you slept well”
    She asked looking at his baggy eyes which was obvious he barely slept

    Jesse shrugged going to the mirror to brush his croppy dark hair “mummy all is well with God”

    “Yes keep that faith a life son t ,let’s go have breakfast” she held his hand reassuringly as he followed her downstairs to the living room.

    “Where is daddy”

    “Just so you know he thinks its absurd you are here in Nigeria instead of overseeing the church branch in Johannesburg”

    “That’s why I am here to convince daddy that I have my reasons for coming back”he said more to himself 

    Pastor Dotun a slightly robust man in his mid sixties with a receding paste of dark hairline which was dusted with salt,he had this aura of warmliness around him,a smiling face and eyes that bore intelligence and wisdom,he was a man who talked only when needed.
    Jesse had concluded long ago within himself that his father was more of a teacher than a pastor and wished for such good traits,he had been a backbone,a father and spiritual father.

    ” aah! You two decided to come down for breakfast” Pastor Dotun frowned already warming his hands together like someone who had been starved for days.

    “Good morning daddy” Jesse smiled and bowed his head low

    “Welcome home son” the pastor stood up to receive his son into his embrace patting him at the back

    “Thank you dad and I know you have  questions to ask but I promise you I left the church at Johannesburg in good hands,pastor Thomas has the calling by the grace of God he will do more efficiently than me”

    Pastor Dotun chuckled “ooh Jesse I have questions I miss having you here..can we have breakfast as one family”
    They all laughed as they sat down to eat

    “Please pray for the meal son” Mrs Dotun beamed

    “Lord bless this meal we are going to eat
    Bless those that don’t have
    May we eat and be healthy with long life
    Amen”
    They all chorused “Amen”

    An hour later the family was seated in the huge living room,Jesse felt it was time to talk to his family

    “Daddy now is a good time I want to talk to you and mom” He spoke confidently calling the attention of this parents

    Pastor Dotun was engrossed in the daily newspaper but he raised his head to study the young man that sat opposite him,despite the fact they had no facial resemblance ,Jesse reminded him of his boyhood,he had that swagger that made him differ from others, his attitude and will to survive

    “Go on son,we are all ears” he turned to stare at his wife and she nodded in approval

    Jesse cleared his throat not used to been scrutinized “Before I left Johannesburg for Nigeria,the spirit of the lord spoke to me in a dream
    The voice said ‘I know what I am planning for you,I have good plans for you ,not to hurt you ,I will give you hope and a good future’

    ” Jeremiah 29:11″ pastor Dotun quoted smiling

    “I have been asking God for direction to reveal his purpose for me,the constant nightmares that torments me and his words came to me saying my place was not in southAfrica,that he is sending me back to my origin he will be with me till the end
    He will take me where I would find answers”

    “Colossians 1:16  says everything got started in God and finds its purpose in him’
    I am nothing but a mere instrument that God had used to reach out to you,though we couldn’t conceive a child ,but God gave you to us as a gift ,now he has called you my son go and do the work he has sent you,may God bless you keep you and cause his face to shine upon you”

    “Amen” MrsDotun and Jesse  chorused

    “Jesse my son always have confidence to approach Gods throne where there is grace ,where we always obtain mercy,there you will find grace when you need it the most” Mrs Dotun advised
    They joined hands as a family in agreement and prayed together  committing it all to the hands of God.

        

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    Victoria EzekielVictoria Ezekiel
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    Sorry for reposting the prologue
    Am still trying to understand the app

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