๐An African tale๐
๐Yoruba series๐
Written by: Pinky Preshy Chiomaโ๏ธ
๐ 07 ๐
Simi widened her eyes in shock.
“What the hell are you doing here Maami?” Simi asked as Mrs Folashade clapped her hands in a gossip manner.
“Is that one a question?” Mrs Folashade asked as she pushes Simi roughly and walked into the house.
“This is gonna be tough!” Simi said inaudibly.
“So you thought I was playing abi? Well get ready we are going to see Prophet Obafemi today” Mrs Folashade said
“What? Don’t tell me you meant what you just said mom! For crying out loud Maami I have to rest, I’ve been working since yesterday night and I have to rest” Simi said
“Working kor! Working ni!! Shut up joor! Work indeed… What kind of work were you doing eeh? Were you breastfeeding your baby?” She rolled her eyes.
“Maami why are you being inconsiderate naw? Kilode?” Simi cried
“Incosi…eeh… Inconside…Aah! Abeg jareeh! Spare me that your big big grammar that is not why am here, inconsi whatever!” Mrs Folashade said finding it difficult to pronounce the word.
“What I meant was why are you being selfish…?” Simi said
“Selfish? Shoo… How am I being selfish? I only want the best for you…” Mrs Folashade
“Fine! Mom what do I offer you?” Simi asked as she scoffed.
“Aah! Don’t offer me anything oo… Just get into that room, dress up and follow me shikina!” Mrs Folashade
“But Maami…” Simi said
“No but’s… For the good and the peace of the both of us, don’t keep me waiting!” Mrs Folashade said as Simi sluggishly walked upstairs.
“Let her come with me” Mrs Folashade grinned.
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Simi walked into the prayer house with her squeezed face.
She looked at everywhere in disgust.
“Maami what kind of a place is this?” Simi whispered
“Tch! joor Simisola you better comport yourself because hmm… If you make prophet Obafemi to change his mind eh…” Maami tapped her legs on the ground.
Simi breathed heavily as she sat close to her mother.
๐ญ Is this what I have to go through ๐ญ Simi thought within herself
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๐ถ God of Elijah…. ๐ถ
๐ถ Send down fire ๐ฅ๐ถ
๐ถ God of Elijah…. ๐ถ
๐ถ Send down fire ๐ฅ๐ถ
“Fire! Fire!! Fire!!!” Prophet Obafemi screamed as scared Simi knelt in the middle.
“Shout Amii…” The other lady yelled at Simi.
Simi flinched and breathed heavily.
Sweat rolled down her face.
“Amii… Amiii…” She kept on shouting
“The evil spirits… The water spirit… Mogbe! They have come to torment her” Prophet Obafemi groaned
“Back to sender o…” Mrs Folashade said loudly
“It’s time to chase the spirit away! Get me the Holy water and the Holy cane!” Prophet Obafemi said
Simi popped out her eyes in shock.
“Cane? What for?” She asked anxiously.
Before she could say anymore word, the prophet already started flogging stars out of her as the woman sprinkled water on her.
Simi kept on screaming as they flogged her.
**
Simi groaned in pain as she walked into her office.
Her whole body was paining and aching her.
“Ouch… ” She groaned as she managed to sit down.
Her body was reddish and pale.
It was due to the flogging she received from the prophet yesterday.
Her cell phone rang aloud.
It was her mom.
She grumbled in anger.
She hung up countless number of times but Mrs Folashade persisted.
She quickly picked up the cell phone.
๐ฑ What is it Maami? Are you happy now? I hope you are rejoicing?… Simi yelled angrily
๐ฑ Aah! Simi I only took you there for your own good…. She said
๐ฑ Oh really? So the pains is also for my own good right? Mom please let me be!…. Simi said
๐ฑ Simisola I know you are not happy with me and…. Mrs Folashade said
๐ฑ Enough mom! I’ve had it up to here… Just let me be already… Simi cried
๐ฑ Simi you know… Mrs Folashade said
๐ฑ I just hope you stop involving me in your solution seeking any longer… It’s my life not yours so mind yours and stop making me go through pains and mysteries…. Simi blurted in tears.
She quickly hung up and burst into tears.
๐ญAww… I feel for her shaa๐ฅ
She bent over her head on her table.
Still crying bitterly.
Just then, she felt someone touch her.
“What’s the matter?” The voice said calmly as she quickly raised her hand and hugged the person.
It was Adewale ๐ ๐ ๐….
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To be continued….
Awwch… I feel sorry for Simi ๐ช๐ช
Who else is? ๐ฅ๐ฅ
Dear Simi ๐๐๐
