MARRIED TO HIS MOTHER
CHAPTER NINETEEN
“Ahh, what is this, this is an abomination” Iya Labake shouted with her body shaking as if she was seeing a ghost.
“Leader, you don’t see what I seeing” Iya Labake screamed but as other members noticed that trouble was looming, they quickly disappear leaving Iya Labake alone to her problem.
Her face was showing on the demonic mirror, She did not know what to do while she was holding the club in her hand. She had wanted to use the stick on Kemisola earlier.
“Ahh, is this how I will destroy myself, ahh,” She said to herself looking confused. As she was talking and hitting the mirror, a mysterious demon appeared before her and started beating her, the demon flogged her to the extent that she could not stand up. She had become paralyzed.
The next morning, she wanted to stand but all her limbs had become numb, her mouth has been disfigured that she could not talk. She struggled to move but it was as if a heavy load was placed on her body.
“Ahh, this is real problem, what kind of trouble have I put myself, ahh, what a disgrace, how will I explain to people that this is what I intended to do that had brought me into this position, even my cult members had deserted me, now I am the only one suffering this” She lamented as she was lying on the floor.
“Kemisola, your head is too strong, ahh, the person that is in you is greater than my power, I bow and surrender to you at last” Iya Labake said to herself as she groans in pain.
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Following the quarrel between Kemisola and her sister which had made her to lock the room, she stayed there all night, hoping that Beatrice mind would have soften a bit and not fight her. She opened the door a bit to peep through to know if there was anyone around but she was surprised when she saw Beatrice sitting on the sofa looking sad and unhappy.
Kemisola thought twice before she stepped out of the room and when she did, she tried her best not to be noticed by Beatrice as she tip toed from the room.
“You don’t have to dodge Kemisola, I can see you” Beatrice said to her.
“Good morning sister, am sorry about yesterday” Kemisola begged her kneeling down.
Beatrice was surprised to see her still begging her in spite of the fact that she was the one that offended her.
“I can’t believe it that you are really a changed person Kemisola, all I did yesterday was planned. I was influenced by the spirit inside of me, masterminded by your mother-in-law, on the basis that I should distract you so that you can commit a sin and she would be able to attack you, but I was shocked yesterday that despite all I did to you, you did not retaliate and now this morning, you still went down on your knees to beg me for forgiveness, meanwhile, you were not at fault, I am really surprise at your behavior” Beatrice said to her with guilt in her heart.
“You see, since yesterday that I had that quarrel with you, my mind has known no peace, even when I slept, it was trouble as I saw a man who has fire around him coming down to me and telling me not to fight with you if I still have my life to live. He said anytime I move against you again, I would be strike to dead. He said you are his daughter and nothing must happen to you” Beatrice added.
As she was talking, Kemisola knew that it was the Most High God that had appeared to Beatrice. She now believed that God was fighting on her behalf.
“Kemisola, it seems some forces that are more powerful are fighting on your behalf, they are so powerful that the combine forces of this world cannot stand them. Not until when I had that dream that I now believe that you are not alone in this fight, the one that is with you are more than they that are with us. Kemisola, please forgive me because the man that appeared to me in the dream said if I did not ask for your forgiveness, I will not last, now I am afraid, I don’t want to die young and I am ready to confess my sins” Beatrice begged her on her knees.
“Haba, sister, you don’t have to kneel down to beg me, I thank God for his mercies over you, and that you have come to realize that you need the power that is greater than every other powers of the world, I rejoice with you sister. But before you can receive this power, you have to confess your sins and be ready to forsake them, that is when you will be able to get this kind of power and accepting him into your life” Kemisola said to her and smiled.
Beatrice wasted no time in telling her what had transpired between herself and her mother-in-law, how she was lured to be used against her.
“But I thank God for your life that you did not fall into the trap that the devil has prepared for you” Beatrice said to her weeping.
As they were talking, there was a call to Beatrice phone; it was Iya Labake who was calling her line.
“oh no, I don’t want to pick her calls for now” Beatrice said while Kemisola encouraged her to pick up to hear what she wanted to say.
“Hello, mama, how are you” Beatrice asked.
“This is not mama o, I am one of mama friend” The caller said.
“Okay, how may I help you” She asked her looking skeptical.
“Iya Labake has been down, she is seriously ill, she has not been eating since morning, we tried our best to make her take something but she is not taking anything and her health is getting worst, she said I should call your line, since that of your sister was not reachable” the caller explained to them.
“Really, what could have caused that, she was hale and healthy yesterday, I spoke with her” Beatrice replied her.
As they were speaking, Kemisola was hearing a tiny voice speaking to her.
“Don’t be surprise of what you hear, I am the one fighting on your behalf, they shall come against you in one way but they shall flee in seven ways. Although, they gather against you, they shall not hurt you.” The voice spoke to Kemisola and gave her confidence.
“Don’t panic sister, all would be well” Kemisola said to Beatrice as she ended her call with the person that call.
“So what do you suggest now, should we visit her or what” Beatrice asked her.
“I would wait for direction from God, I don’t do things on my own will again, I listen to him” Kemisola replied her sister.
“No problem, anything you say is what we will follow” She replied.
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Clara health was getting worst, She could not do things on her own, she was brought home by a good Samaritan who decided to help her when she was screaming for help on the street. Since she has gotten home she had become a burden to Olamilekan who was doing everything to satisfy her but she kept shouting that she wanted to meet with Kemisola.
“Eh, I have suffered, please help me beg Kemisola, ahh!!! Tell her to forgive me” Clara screamed.
“You have to relax your mind, at least am here for you” Olamilekan tried to pacify her.
“No, you are not, all I want from you now is that, allow me to meet with her, I need to confess my sins, this suffering is too much, I can’t take it anymore, my body is burning, it seems as if I am roasting, things are getting darker every time, I have used my own hands to destroy myself. Olamilekan, you will have to forgive me, I am not worthy of your love and care, am not the one you are married too” Clara said to him but Olamilekan was still not in his right senses. He was trying to calm her down.
Kemisola together with her sister began to pray that God should restore her marriage back.
“Oh, Lord, chase every strange woman occupying my position in my husband house away. Every evil veils of darkness covering the memory and the eye of my husband should be removed in Jesus name.” They started to pray really hard and in no time, the prayers were starting to manifest.
Olamilekan was trying to get Clara some food and drinks when something just cleared from his eye. He waited a bit to know what was happening to his body system.
He looked back to check what was happening as he moved towards Clara.
“Excuse me, what are you doing here and where is my wife” He asked to Clara’s surprise.
“Ahh!!, at last you are free from being hypnotized, my own has finished:” Clara shouted
“Where is Kemisola, what are you doing here, where is Kemisola” He kept on asking as he was trying to recollect all that had happened.
“What brought you here!!!?, Is this not Clara.” He asked.
As he was asking, there was a knock on the door.
“Who is there?” He asked.
“It is I” the person said.
“Who” he asked.
“Kemisola” she replied.
“What!!!, ahhhh” Clara shouted.
To be continued.
