Sister Mary
Episode 21
listen to me Mary, i beg of you please” i pleaded, but she never cared to listen.
“get out of here this minute or you will get to regret ever coming here” she threatened. I stood my ground and still pleaded, surprising them with my behaviour.
“i guess we should wait and listen to whatever he has to say” her elder sister cut in,
“no way. I’m tired of listening to him, he deservers a dirty bucket of water and that’s what i’m going to get” she barked and went inside the house. I turned and fled without another word.
It was one thing to be assaulted verbally and another thing to be assaulted physically. The fire in her eyes and voice told me she meant every word and i wasn’t ready to take the risk of going home soaked with dirty water.
“what’s up. How did it go with Mary?” Chioma asked the next day.
“i didn’t achieve anything. I only got insulted and embarrassed” i answered. She dropped her eyes and held my hands.
“i’m sorry” she murmured,
“nothing will stop us from getting married. We will travel together to see my parents and the next day travel to your hometown. It’s better we kick off things without delay” i said to her. She smiled and stared at me with love.
“really?” she said with happiness. I smiled back at her while the pastor’s advice came flashing back in my head.
“you have to make peace with anybody you have offended in order to avoid any tragedy” his voice kept repeating.
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The next weekend, I took Chioma home to see my family. Everyone was very delighted, especially my mother. Chioma equally lived up to expectation drawing out smiles from everybody.
“it’s really bad that you abandoned us my son. When you were still a student you came home almost every weekend, but now it’s a miracle to see you in three months. That’s bad, but seeing my daughter inlaw to be, the joy she brought along has made me forgive you” my dad seriously said to me, while i looked down a bit ashamed for staying away from my family and also happy at the same time for the manner in which they recieved Chioma.
The next day Chioma and I headed to her home. Her family equally welcomed us with open arms. She introduced me to everyone and they had no problem accepting me.
After a little discussion, i reached an agreement with her family to start up the first stage of marriage talks in the coming saturday {which traditionally is called knocking of door in Igbo culture. The traditional way of a suitor formally introducing himself to his girl-friend’s family. A keg of Palmwine and a bottle of schnapp are the only items required{ in most places}. After which the marriage list{ or list of items required as part of the bride price will be handed to the suitor if he so desires. Though the list isn’t given out for free} Igbo is a tribe in the southeastern part of Nigeria
I returned to the city later in the evening, happy and proud of myself. Chioma joined me the next day.
“i’m so happy. You are wonderful” she thanked me with love and gratitude, while i kissed her happily.
I was very determined to Marry Chioma but the only obstacle now was the pastor’s revelation and getting Mary’s forgiveness.
“what are you thinking?” Chioma asked, breaking me away from my thought. I smiled at her, she drew close and kissed me strongly.
“december is only two months away. How about we fix our traditional marriage on christmas day” i suggested. Her eyes grew bright with happiness but quickly died down.
“but have you forgotten?” she suddenly asked,
“forgotten about what?” i murmured curiously and stared at her. I knew i never told her that our relationship was at risk if i failed to make peace with Mary. All i told her was that the pastor adviced me to settle my differences with anyone i had wronged, {cleverly hiding the consquencies if i failed to do so from her}.
“you are fixing it on december, forgetting that your bank account is almost empty. How do you intend pulling it off?” she asked. I dropped my face and shrugged with a shoulder.
“there is nothing impossible to do, what matters is determination. Moreover i can manage and save up my salaries till december which i believe will be enough. Besides we are yet to recieve last month’s salary” i answered. She shook her head and rolled her eyes.
“for your mind abi??. Anyway we are into this together. I have more than enough money in my account. I can assist you, but my brideprice must be paid with your own money” she offered and pulled my right ear playfully.
I couldn’t believe what i heard. I was so much overcame with joy. I never believed she could come all out to make such a wonderful offer.
“you are simply the best, with each passing day i love you more and more” i proclaimed, carried her to my bedroom and threw her on the bed.
“wow easy, don’t get nasty” she laughed, quickly undressing herself. I pulled off my clothes, wore a rubber and jumped on her.
In no time i was Inside her ki.tty, riding to missisipi with joyful abandon, while she sang in my ears, encouraging me with her wondrous moans….
Oh there is nothing compared to the happiness derived from a wonderful woman….. [Player’s Diary]
I had only one obstacle which was Mary and i was caught between seeking her out by all means or discarding the pastor’s advice and daring whatever it might result to. But I couldn’t just risk gambling with Chioma’s life.
Episode 22
Very early the next day, i dropped Chioma at her apartment before heading over to Mary’s house. I was very determined to talk and probably settle issues with Mary that morning before any other thing.
As i drove, the terrible dream i had the previous night came flashing back in my head. I shivered and drove on, praying silently.
After the wonderful s#x I enjoyed with Chioma the previous evening, we had a quick dinner before returning to the bedroom for a good night sleep because we were very tired and exhausted. Unfortunately instead of sleeping peacefully, i saw myself in a burial ceremony of a young lady. I couldn’t make out her face, but neither Mary nor Chioma were present in the dream. I soon sprang up from sleep and never slept afterwards.
It was an under-statement saying that my soul was deeply troubled. My guilty conscience, the fear of the pastor’s revelation and Jboy’s life that was ended abruptly weighed heavily on my mind. I couldn’t believe one nasty s#x ride could cause so much havoc in my life. Yea i frankly knew that i took the game too far by taking it to the church. That was the begining of all my problems.
“what was i even thinking. A church of all places” i scratched me head and sighed with regret.
I soon got to Mary’s house and made my way to her apartment, knocking quietly on the door. Her elder sister appeared and stared at me with surprise.
“hey good morning, i’m sorry for coming so early, but i really do need to talk to Mary please” i begged. She scoffed and breathed deeply.
“My sister has left town. She is now where you can never see her. She has left your life for good, so go home and enjoy yourself” she said rudely and tried to shut the door but i noticed what she was about doing and barged into the apartment before she could shut the door.
Nobody was in the sitting room, i rushed to the bedroom but still couldn’t find Mary. I checked the toilet. I checked everywhere but still couldn’t find her.
“I have no reason lying to you. Mary has left this town, and she isn’t coming back in a long time. Moreover what’s up with you?, why the desperation??. Don’t tell me God is already whipping your as.s’” she sneered.
My eyes instantly grew very red with anger. I boiled with rage, something pushed me and i went for her throat, throwing the obnoxious lady into panic with my behaviour. my9jarocks.info
“where is Mary?” i barked,
“she has left the country. She travelled to Kumasi to be with our elder brother. She’s in Ghana” she stammered with fear.
“what??????” i gasped.
“i hope you are not lying to me?” i asked, releasing my hold on her neck. She drew back and stared at me with fear.
“i have no need to lie to you. What do i have to gain with it?” she answered nervously,
“what do you mean she travelled to Ghana. Why?, for what reason?” i asked with despair.
“To get away from you of course. You made her life a living hell. She ran away in order to have peace of mind. You can now enjoy your life Mr Ken. Thank you for hurting a harmless woman” she fired with tears. I breathed deeply, not knowing what to do.
I wasn’t in control of myself, neither was i in control of my mind.
Supposing she was hiding anywhere in the country, things would have been a lot more easier for me. I would have done everything possible to find her, but unfortunately she was nowhere near the country. She travelled all the way to Ghana, just to keep her distance from me.
“dear God you know i can’t travel to Ghana, you got to help me” I prayed as i left the apartment downcast and greatly worried.
I headed to my house thereafter, had a quick meal, freshened up and headed to work with a very confused mind.
By 12:20pm Chioma walked into my office with her normal smile, but it instantly faded as soon as she saw my face.
“what’s up?. You look worried” she asked curiously.
“can you book another appointment with your pastor. The one we met the other day. I think we will be needing more prayers” i said to Chioma who stared at me with surprise and shock.
“c’mon what’s happening. This isn’t you” she asked. I simply shrugged and kept quiet, leaving her with no choice than to nod in aggreement.
“very well then. I’ll call him later in the day. Perhaps by tomorrow we will head over to his church” she said slowly, her eyes still on me in a curious manner.
I desperately needed to see the pastor. I needed his prayers and perhaps a new revelation. Something that could at least reduce the tension in me. I never used to be religious but somehow my problems and fears were gradually pushing me towards God with great speed.
By 2pm the next day, Chioma and i left the office to see the pastor. He recieved us happily and after a little prayer asked Chioma to leave us alone.
“you fiancee told me you were desperate to see me. I hope all is well?, my spirit tells me you have a secret to share, so spit it out” he urged with a smile. I breathed deeply, hesitated for a while before pouring out Mary’s story to him including the horrible nightmares i was having.
“seriously things got worst, most especially my conscience after the little session we had with you the other day. Since Mary is now beyond my reach can’t i just be happy and forget the past?” i concluded desperately.
“God is all knowing. He never allows us to hurt anyone because we are all equal in his eyes. We are all his children. He has a reason for wanting you to make peace with the people you wronged. I insist you follow it up no matter the price. As for me, be rest assured i’ll continue praying for you” the pastor said slowly, killing my hopes.
I had expected some sort of good news or another easy solution, but unfortunately he ended up saying the same thing he said the last time.
“no i can’t just start running around Ghana in search of Mary. I guess i have to simply forge ahead and forget the past. Who knows if this pastor is even real” i said to myself with a faint heart.
I was far from being happy. I equally wasn’t ready to abandon my responsibilities and head to Ghana.
Who ever does that??
EPISODE 23
I thanked the pastor and left with Chioma who as usual, was very curious to know what we discussed but i refused telling her, keeping everything to myself.
Friday slowly approached and we both travelled to our different homes in preparation for the marriage talks. My parents were very delighted to see me and equally were my relatives who were briefed on my reason for coming home.
Saturday evening, my parents and i with some relatives headed to Chioma’s house for the first stage of marriage talks.
I was happy, excited and nervous. I prayed for everything to go as planned. I prayed for the evil wind of misfortune to stay away.
Just like i hoped, the event went very smoothly. Chioma’s family welcomed us very well and we on our own part presented all the things we brought and made our intentions known to them.
It was a very smooth process, we had no arguments nor rejections. In an hour we were done, promising to return on december for the concluding part of the ceremony.
Chioma finally was my bethrothed in everyones eyes. The main brideprice and other necessary things required to make her my life partner and wife were scheduled to be presented on december.
So far things were going very fine, nobody fell sick nor died. I thanked God happily.
I saw no need seeking out Mary,
“Perhaps the pastor was very wrong after all. God is very merciful and wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen” I reasoned.
I travelled back to the city on sunday morning while Chioma returned later in the day, first stopping at my apartment.
“you did great my love. I had to stop at your place before heading to mine just to tell you how happy and proud i am” she said softly as we kissed.
“i can’t wait to make you my wife. I love you with everything i got” i murmured, kissed and carried her on my arms.
“i hope you aren’t planning of taking me to your bedroom to make love just like the last time?. I haven’t got the strength” she warned me playfully. I dropped her down and smiled,
“silly girl” i breathed as we looked at each other with love.
The next day however brought a very shocking package to me. Chioma came into my office demanding to know what i was holding back from her. I wasn’t only surprised but shocked.
“my dear i don’t know what you are talking about” i insisted for the fifth time,
“why are you making things very difficult?, I called the pastor this morning to brief him on how far we have gotten in respect to our marriage but he ended up asking me to speak to you. What’s it all about?” she asked forcing me to swallow hard.
“my love i don’t want you to get mad or scared, I believe the pastor is a bit confused. He feels i should get Mary’s blessing before marrying you, which i sort of mentioned the other day to you, but what i failed to tell you was that he feels something terrible might happen if i fail to do so. It might be to you or to me, he believes a strange kind of spirit is fighting for Mary, which i very much doubt” i opened up nervously.
Chioma shook with fright, her eyes dimmed slowly.
I quickly got up and hugged her.
“my love” i whispered,
“noooo it can’t be” she cried.
“my love let it not bother you. I got things under control, there is still enough time to fix things with Mary” i begged,
“oh no but at least you could have carried me along. What got into you that made you keep such crucial facts from me. Don’t you trust me?. Please if there is anything else better spit it out” Chioma cried.
I had a hard time calming her down. I was forced to start from the begining, telling her everything that was in my mind. I kept nothing away. Together we discussed in my office till the end of working hours.
“you know we have to keep our marriage plans pending until we totally finish settling with Mary. Who knows when she’s returning to the country” she murmured, breathing deeply with fatigue as i drove her home later in the day.
“I can’t let you travel to Ghana searching for her. She can’t leave her teaching job for long, she probably will return before the end of November” she added sadly.
When we got to her apartment, I stayed behind, keeping her company until she was done with Dinner which we ate together, before heading to my house.
I wanted her to spend the night with me, which was the reason i stayed behind to get her. I couldn’t risk letting her spend the night alone which could give her more opportunity to worry about the problems i dragged her into. I felt by the next day the tension in her would reduce to an acceptable level.
We had a very wonderful night at my place. I took time making love to her. I sucked her bosoms until they grew hot with fire, kissed her pretty lips until she trembled with passion, l####d her ki.tty until it changed to a more brighter colour opening up its wide mouth in readiness for my big thing. Slowly i lowered my manhood into her, slowly taking her to Dubai with my gentle thrusts. She moaned and sang with pleasure, together we rode to extreme fulfillness.
“you are one hell of a guy. You are flawless” she said sweetly as we broke away from each other.
“Your only mistake was taking advantage of Mary, someone you had no single feelings for” she murmured dreamily, closing her eyes as we fell apart, tired and exhausted.
“i pray she returns on time” she added seriously.
Unfortunately we were very unlucky. A month slowly crept by but Mary never returned, getting us extremely worried.
Mary’s sister equally made things harder for me. She refused disclosing any information, which slowly brought doubts into my heart.
I began doubting if Mary actually left the country or simply changed her phone lines and moved over to another city.
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EPISODE 24
Chioma was so worried that she insisted on speaking with Mary’s sister. I tried my best to stop her, but she kept insisting to the extent that it almost brought a little misunderstanding between us.
I was forced to do her bidding against my wish, and so on the second saturday of the month of November, I took her to see Mary’s sister who was extremely surprised to see us, most especially Chioma who she eyed annoyingly.
Seriously i hated that moment, i hated myself for doing Chioma’s bidding. I felt it was a very wrong idea. I was extremely nervous as i watched the two ladies exchange glances.
I wasn’t comfortable at all.
Surprisingly, Chioma was calm as ever, smiling pleasantly as if she was a diplomat on an official duty. She returned the old Lady’s furious look with a very cheerful smile, playing down my tension with her behaviour.
“so Mr Ken what’s up with this surprising visit?. You came to show me your fiancee or what?” Mary’s sister asked coldly.
“Actually i’m the person behind it all” Chioma quickly replied before i could say anything, drawing the older lady’s attention back to her.
“of course you have been the person behind everything from the begining. My loving younger sister isn’t here with me thanks to you. So you better shut the fu.ck up unless you want me to help you do it” she barked at Chioma who shook with surprise, smiled and stood up.
“please can we speak privately. I believe you are an enlightened respectable lady. I know you will do the right thing. Please let’s talk privately” she begged her politely.
Mary’s sister stared at me for a while before turning her attention back to Chioma. Breathing deeply, she stood up.
“very well, let’s go to the bedroom” she said a bit coldly, leading the way, while Chioma calmly followed her.
I was left all alone in the sitting room to battle with my thoughts. I nervously waited for them, unable to figure out what was being discussed.
A long wait it was, they spent nearly an hour locked up in the bedroom discussing seriously.
They finally came out when i was almost dying with boredom, Chioma’s face as gloomy as ever.
“let’s go”, she commanded and headed out of the house while I quickly followed her with my heart furiously pounding.
I knew something was wrong. I imagined the worst….
Episode 25
@MY APARTMENT, 7:45pm
“so when are you telling me what you discussed with Mary’s Sister or aren’t you going to tell me anything?” i asked Chioma as we settled down for dinner. My eyes all over her with expectation.
After the seemingly long discussion with Mary’s sister earlier in the day, Chioma had dragged me home without saying much to me. She kept everything to herself while i died of curiousity and worry.
It was the fifth time i was asking of what transpired between she and the lady. I was desperate as ever and equally wasn’t finding her silence funny at all.
Chioma breathed deeply and stared at me. I focused all my attention to her, my heart furiously pounding.
“Mary never left the country. Infact she’s still in this city” she revealed slowly. I gasped with shock, unable to believe my ears.
“actually it took me quite an effort to get this surprising piece of information. Mary never left town my dear” she confirmed seriously.
I dropped my spoon on the table, folded my hands and stared at Chioma with an open mouth.
“so where is she hiding?” i asked anxiously. She breathed deeply again and shook her head.
“she isn’t hiding my love. She’s at the General hospital. She’s in a very pathetic condition” she slowly informed me, sending my nerves flying high with the revelation.
“she has been sick all these period but we never knew. Seriously i feel very guilty” she cried. I swallowed hard with worry. I was very clueless on what to do.
“she promised to talk to Mary on my behalf. If Mary agrees to see me, i’ll try my best to see how she’s doing” Chioma added calmly. I couldn’t believe my ears. All i did was shrug silently…..
Days slowly passed by with Chioma surprisingly refusing to get out of the depression she threw herself. She felt responsible for Mary’s sickness and it almost affected our relationship which almost collasped.
Finally another Saturday approached with Mary’s sister inviting us to the General hospital. We all went there with our hopes up and eventually got the shock of our lives when we saw what remained of Mary.
She was nothing but a breathing skeleton. She was so thin and pale.
“you wanted to see my sister, here she is” her elder sister said to Chioma with sadness in her eyes, avoiding our questions.
I couldn’t believe the person lying before us was Mary. It was very difficult to believe. my9jarocks.info
“it looks like she’s down with HIV Aids. What do you think?” Chioma whispered into my ear, almost sending me to my grave with the fearful words…
“please stop saying nonsense my dear” i whispered back to chioma who quickly dropped her eyes and kept quiet.
“as you can see, my sister is sleeping. It’s quite unfortunate you guys came at the wrong time. Maybe next saturday you can come over” Mary’s sister said with a cold smile. I shrugged and held Chioma.
“thanks for everything. I see you don’t want us to hang around for a while. Anyway we will be back by next saturday. If there is anything you need, please don’t hesitate mentioning it” i said politely, smiling nervously as i threw another look at Mary who was sleepling peacefully.
“thanks but i sure won’t need anything from you” the old lady replied coldly, leading us out of the ward.
We silently left the hospital deep with our individual thoughts. I was extremely worried, so was Chioma.
“of course Mary’s body is like that of an Hiv Aids victim but no it can’t be” i prayed fearfully,
“If she is really with the virus then i’m finished. I can’t have the virus” i breathed nervously as great fear took control of me.
My entire body shook with worry.
“My God No no no” i cried within, trying my best to conceal my fears from Chioma.
“you know we should go for a Hiv test. It’s very important” she soon suggested as we headed back to my apartment. I threw a quick glance at her, noticing how withdrawn and terrible she looked.
“do you actually think Mary has the virus?” i asked fearfully. She breathed deeply and shook her head.
“i don’t know what to believe but all i know is that we are going for a test on monday” she said seriously. I bit my lips and drove on, cursing the day i met Mary.
Seriously i couldn’t imagine myself living with such a virus. I felt sick thinking of it.
“Gosh it can’t be, what even got such idea into Chioma’s head. Mary is just seriously sick. Her sickness has nothing to do with Hiv” i reasoned, trying hard to play down my fears.
I prayed and hoped. I felt very bad, but Chioma looked much worst. Everything about her instantly changed. She became a shadow of herself.
The next day {sunday}, was very uneventful. I spent it indoors, with my television and phones turned off. I simply laid on my bed lamenting my fate and praying with all my soul. I was very scared, but what scared me the most was the Hiv test we planned taking the next day.
It was easier unknowingly living with the virus than living with the fact that every second that ticks was bringing death closer with great speed…
By 10am on monday, Chioma and i nervously waited for our Hiv test results. My heart throbbed furiously, Chioma sat a distance away, looking very uncomfortable. I couldn’t speak to her because i had nothing to say…
Some minutes later, our results were handed to us without any form of counselling which gave me slight hope and courage to read the result which was nothing but NEGATIVE.
“oh yeah!” i jumped with joy. It was the first time in my life i was happy for having a result which came out negative….
“thank you Jesus” Chioma cried as she hugged me after seeing her’s.
“i’m very sorry for rushing into conclusion. This means Mary isn’t down with the virus” she said to me, tears freely falling from her eyes.
You guys can’t imagine how happy, relieved and reborn i felt that moment…
I felt alive again….
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Very informative story.