MARRIED TO HIS MOTHER
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The news of Clara being blind spread like wild fire in the city that the news got to Iya Labake.
“It is a lie o, you don’t mean it. So Clara is blind, what caused the blindness” Iya Labake asked smiling as if she had won a lottery.
“Mama, you have to believe me, here is the video of her shouting for help” The young lady said to her showing her the video on her phone.
“So, this is how she ended up her life, I thought she said she was stronger and powerful but she is just like a butterfly that is playing near the fire of a Suya man” Iya Labake said to her with smiles on her face while dancing different kinds of dance to celebrate victory over Clara.
“Let me see if she can still claim authority over my son, I will show her fire and let her know that am not her mate” She added still dancing while the young woman was staring at her in dismay.
“What could be giving you joy over another person’s misfortune” The young lady asked her.
“You can’t understand my daughter, you know I told you she was in battle with me over my son” Iya Labake replied her still smiling.
“Yes, I remember” She replied.
“Now, am vindicated” Iya Labake said to her and told her she wished to go and have a look by herself.
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After hours of begging for someone to lead her through so that she can go back to her house, she finally found a person that was willingly to help her.
“Here, take my hands and let me guide you” A young man said to her.
“Ahh, thank you sir, am really grateful” She replied.
“But what were you doing there with that kind of sacrifice and what led to your condition” The young man asked her as she held her hands.
“I wanted to make some prayers over my family but, I never knew that it would turn out this way” She lied.
“Hmmm, anyways, everyone with their own problems.” He said to her and asked her where to.
“Please, I want you to take me to the house of one baba, he was the herbalist that made the sacrifice for me, I need to see him urgently so that he could procure a solution to this mess, am in right now, I can’t go to see my family in this way, it is embarrassing” Clara said to the young man.
“But why, going to herbalist house, with kind of problem , you need an higher power to overcome this” The young man advised her.
“No, that is where I want to go, please lead me through” Clara pleaded now regretting her move against Kemisola.
The young man after much persuasion decided to take her there, it was a long journey and since her car was not nearby.
“How will I know that we are already at the place madam” He asked her.
‘You will see a palm tree at the front of the house, that is the place” She described to the young man
As they were closer to the house, there were people gathering at the front of the house, everywhere was rowdy and some people were wearing a sad look. The young man was confused at first as he did not know what was happening.
“Are you sure, this is the place you said you came to, I can see a palm tree at the front of the house but here, it seems there is celebration or so because there is a large gathering here, but the looks on the people’s face here is not attractive at all.
“Never mind, that is how…wait you mean there are people here” Clara asked now feeling unsettled.
“Yes, there is large gathering but let me ask the cause of the gathering” The young man said to her as they moved closer to the building.
As they were moving, he called a young boy to ask him what was happening in the house.
“My friend, please, what is happening in that house?” He asked the boy
“Ahh, are you knew in this area” The boy asked him.
“Yes, and we are here to see baba, myself and this woman” He points at Clara who was listening to their conversation with rapt attention.
“Hmm,ahh, what a pity, just yesterday night, we heard a shout of agony and pain from this house, by the time we got there we discovered that…” The boy had not finish his words when Clara interrupted him.
“My boy what is happening, please, who shouted, or what is the scream of agony all about” Clara said to the boy.
“Madam, do you want him to talk or not” The man holding her hands shunned her.
“Baba, who is the famous herbalist in this town kicked the bucket yesterday” The boy said shaking his head in sorrow.
“What!!! Egbami,(Save me), temi bami (I am doomed) You said what happened?” Clara asked screaming.
“I hope it is only copied from Yizef stories your eyes that is having problem not your ears madam, the boy says the herbalist whom you seek is dead, or why the shouting that would draw people here now” The young man asked her.
“Ahh, I have finally used my hands to destroy my life, I was warned o, I was warned o, see me now, because of my own greed, I wanted to kill my own friend and take her husband, ahhh” Clara shouted and rolling on the ground.
“You don’t mean it,so you are the cause of your own problem, wow, that is nice, you are such a bad person, can you hear yourself, you want to snatch the husband of your friend and kill her, you have the beautiful face but a wicked and callous heart, so you carried the sacrifice to kill your friend, ahh, what a world, so there is no one to be trusted, even the person we call our friend is the one behind the problem most of us are facing in life, tueh” The young man felt irritated by what Clara said and threw her hands away.
“Ahh, thank God that the herbalist you seek is dead also, wicked beings, so if he were to be alive, who knows whether you would have transferred your blindness to me, who knows, Ika eniyan (Wicked person) please shift” The man holding her hands put her aside and went away without looking back.
“Ahh, uncle, please, I promise not to do that, please assist me, help, ehh, ahhh” Clara shouted as she could no longer hear the young man. She fell down when she hit her feet on a huge stone which made her to crash heavily making her to sustain some injuries
“See where I ended up my life now” Clara lamented as she struggles to get up and looking for any passerby that would assist her to get to her house.
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Iya Labake was feeling happy throughout the day but when she was told that Kemisola had recovered, she was annoyed.
“Beatrice, are you sure that your sister is alright now” She asked Kemisola’s sister who was in charge of monitoring her life.
“Yes, mama” She replied.
“But this your sister, she is stubborn o, what kind of power is she having that is making her to be undefeatable” Iya Labake asked her.
“All I know is that she now prays a lot after that incident but I will know her weakness and relay it to you soon mama” Beatrice said to Iya Labake.
“I will be happy, if you can help me on that” She replied.
Iya Labake began to look for how she would desroy Kemisola totally.
“I want to have the total control over my son and no one would share him with me, no one, I am his mother, wife and everything, it is a soul attachment, no power can separate us, Clara tried it now, she has seen her doom, Kemisola it is either you leave my son or you die” Iya Labaka vowed to herself.
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That night, Beatrice and Iya Labake connived together that Beatrice should go to Kemisola and start a gist with her so that she would disturb her from praying nor been able to counter her force
“Yes mama, I will go and initiate a talk with her to occupy her” Beatrice promised.
“That is very good of you” She said to her smiling.
To be continued.
