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CHAPTER 1. Catch him! Kill him! Catch him!! Kill him!! Were the mantra sang along by the angry mobs as they chased the young boy who ran briskly as far as his tiny legs could carry him. He wouldn't drop the heist he held firmly in his fist neither would he reduce the pace at which he accelerated,Ofcourse the former is out of debate because losing the stolen item would affirm the looming death of his younger brother,, the later was fair enough besides, dying as a result of the Effrontery was readily acceptable by him,however a thought flashed through him mind "if I die, who will look after my blood, my two year old baby brother?". This spurred him on as he trodden speedily along the dusty street. "if I die, he dies " he thought again dabbing his fifty face of sweat with the back of his palm.. The hunted young boy decided to look back, he needed to know how many people were after him,how many would descend on his little body if he was eventually caught"God of my mother save me", he said to himself seeing the multitudes with a hunted expression.he was jaded, physically and mentally but he mustn't stop, not now he dared not. Suddenly,he stumbled and fell, in a blink of an eye, the voracious angry mobs surrounded him "Mogbe, moku" he mumbled in a language he only understood "this is the end of my life on this wicked earth" he thought. He felt a sharp pain on his back,he had been stabbed deeply by an unknown devil in disguise, there on the ground in his own blood, still holding the heist firmly in his fist, he went into a subconscious state " I'm sorry baby brother" he mumbled again "this unworthy brother of yours has failed you and our mother, the promise to keep you safe, the promise to go through furnace of fire for you, I'm sorry boy". He felt another great pain, this time on his head, another disciple of lucifer had dropped a heavy rock on his head with full force, he fainted instantly amid all the mayhem, he wouldn't let go of the stolen two hundred naira with which he planned to get some food and drugs for his blood, his baby brother... He knew if he dies, no doubt his baby brother goes as well, he would show him the stolen money and explain how he had tried to save him from starvation and ill health..perhaps seeking asylum in heaven was the best option maybe with their beautiful mother, he smiled as he went into a complete coma.. From nowhere, a giant looking fierce man ran into the midst with a rubber wheel of a car, another was spurred on by this act as he sped off to get a gasoline, getting matches or lighter wasn't daunting, most of the devils were chronic smokers. The young creature who was in a semi-dead state was coiled in the wheel while the other drenched him with the flammable liquid, another dingy looking lout lighted the item he held in completion of the impending jungle justice sequence.he threw the fire carrier towards the unconscious young boy Whose body was soaked in the mixture of blood, gasoline and sweat....

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CHAPTER 2 He opened his pair of eyes and examined sequentially, part by part the room In which he was laid, there was absolute tranquility as though he was In a cementary in which disturbance was prohibited, the walls were painted white, not even a splash of stain was recorded on the for walls. He felt Glacial like a baby who had been abandoned in an icy bathing tub by nonchalant female who called herself mother. "I must be dead, perhaps in heaven " he thought, all these feature ms he had noticed depicted heaven, they were Impeccable.but then he thought again" even if I'm dead, I should be in hell and in great pains "... Ofcourse the boy was right, perhaps not completely wrong. If the words of his pastor, teachers and elderly ones were true, then he must certainly be in hell. He had been told many a time that all sins will not go without punishment, small, medium or big as the case may be.. "the sinner shall be punished on earth and in hell' his pastor would emphasize... Given the fact that he swindled a man of his money, perhaps parts of his money before he was sent to an unknown an unwanted pilgrimage.. He tried To sit up but Was hindered by pains emanating from every parts of his body, he laid back.. "he is awaken daddy! "he heard a young feminine voice as she ran towards an unknown destination.." daddy!!,, did I just hear daddy?? In heaven? "he was confused, it then occurred to him that he was neither in heaven nor he'll.." where the hell am I "he said to himself. At that instance, he remembered his blood, his his baby brother, he jumped up immediately amid all his pains he walked towards the door, he stood frozen in Trepidation when he saw the family of two, proposed daddy and daughter of his age.. The boy was quite, afraid and immensely perturbed at their sight, he had learned that no homo sapien should be trusted no matter how much generosity with which he approaches.. They all stood in silence for approximately three minutes, it was as if on party was waiting for the other to break the silence. "A penny for your thought" the girl's father finally said.. Just like a king had given his head slave a freedom to talk freely with an assurance that he wouldnt be reprimanded, the boy spuned like a black mamba "who are you,where am I, what is this place, how did I get here, how long have I been here?" the questions followed one another and he was still looking forward to asking more, his facial Expressions had given him away. "Easy young man "the good Samaritan demanded," A question at a time, I have got the whole time to answer all your questions"he continued. "maybe you have all the time but I've got no time to spare" the boy gave a riposte... When he realized 'Mr daddy' wouldn't flinch, he sat on a couch very near to the iron door,he thought in rage "you had better begin" he said aggressively. They deserved his attention, they most certainly had saved him from the public lynch, but he wouldn't admit, he wanted to see his baby brother who had been alone since the atrocity ,,he Hoped for joke's sake he was still alive albeit a pang of skepticism gathered in a coner of his heart, he shunned the pessimistic thoughts. The smiling father sat as well and his daughter beside him, the magnetic relationship between them was fascinating but the boy was Indifferent as he anticipated eagerly for the the answers to his questions...

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CHAPTER 3 "I'm Sexton Samuel Earth, beside me is my only daughter Sexton Lovlyn Emanuella" the father introduced..the boy's attention was diverted to the young figure sitting opposite to him and very close to her father. He reluctantly spared a few seconds for observation, he couldn't shun the attention of the young and beautiful goddess who frowned back at him,his Idiosyncrasy was betraying him.her little figure sat well on her wafer-thin body,, she had a decanter shaped wrist and her complexion had an Impeccable,, ochrous hue,,her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, bettle-leg eyelashes. A sculptor couldn't have fashioned her seraph's ear and pixie's nose any better.. Her hair was ebony-black and it tumbled over her slim shoulders. The boy whose attention was still fixed on Emanuella, noticed her calamine pink lips,, her voguish clothes still kept captive an aroma redolent of cinnamon and meadow-fresh mints,, it lingered in the room.. Every feature about her depicted riches and wealth,, she was damn beautiful, he acceeded.. "you are in my humble paradise "Mr Sexton continued bringing him back from his dreamland, The boy cursed himself for having a pang of interest in her, in the family, they seemed generous. He quickly cast the thoughts away,, he shouldn't trust anyone,, he mustn't "How did I get here" The boy asked again, but in a remorse voice. "Hmmmm, did you mean how you were saved from your inevitable death?" Emanuella countered,throwing him a scornful expression.. The boy had shown his recalcitrance and was still holding onto it, he didn't regret his action, he had to do it if he was going to save his baby brother from starvation.. His only regret was being hindered by the angry mobs.. "we saved you from the Mob and brought you to our home" Mr Sexton declared... It appeared that both father and daughter was there to witness his impending doom.. Emanuella was there,, the pretty little girl knew he was a thief,, he developed jaundice immediately.They both witnessed the theft.. It was a beautiful,, sunny afternoon, a ten year old boy dressed in a khaki shot and a polo shirt which he had earlier stolen. The wears had been washed and spread on a line to dry by an anonymous owner who had never thought he wouldn't see the costly clothes again.. The young boy had watched his six and was certained nobody was watching neither when he disengaged the clothes from the line.. The short and polo fitted him perfectly,, he loved the wears, his new look, his pair of shoes was still in good shape, he smiled to himself and walked majestically to the market with only single objective,, take and run. The boy sauntered into a restaurant unsure of what to steal,, he sat on a chair and observed the place intensely. The uniquely textured walls produced a smooth yet flowing look, the plants that clapsed to the walls ever so freely gave it a natural appearance, the marble tiled floor beneath him gave the restaurant a clean yet warm appearance.. The soft cushion seat on which he sat let his body sink right down In it.. The window that surrounded the table presented an open feelings,, he noticed the comforting smiles that the employees wore and the soft Italian music playing,, he felt a bit relaxed, the aroma of the food resurrected the worms that had been quiet for a while.. He remembered he hadn't feed the poor organisms for two days,,he placed his palm on his belly and thought "Easy guys, I'm sure you guys are famished, I'm too but unfortunately this is not about us" his baby brother was sick and hungry,, he had been crying all night and wouldn't stop, he presumed he was hungry, it was about his baby brother, he affirmed... He was amused by the fascinating lights that formed an inscription "The Olive Garden", he presumed the restaurant was named The Olive Garden.. It must perhaps be the most exquisite place in that area,, he concluded...

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CHAPTER FOUR The boy wondered what he was doing in such exceptional restaurant, he had no money to dine neither was he there to rendezvous.. His only agenda was to take and run, but he seemed to be disappointed as what to be taken was yet to revealed itself. Suddenly, he noticed a bag beside an elderly woman in her fifties.. An opportunity had presented itself and God knew he wouldn't missed such rear opportunity for anything. But how would he take the bag without been noticed,, that might have been an herculean task, but the boy was determined.. His eyes met something like an identity card but he couldn't clearly see the context of the card.. He needed to see it, that might led him to his next plan. He decided to order for something, anything at all, costly or not. However he new even a sachet of water would cost a fortune in such Italian restaurant,, he didn't care anyway.. He walked slowly towards the attendant, his eyes were fixed on the identity card, the context was becoming clearer but he still couldn't Decipher it. He was nearer to the bag now,, he still couldn't see clearly, an idea struck his mind, it was a perfect one, he dropped what he was holding and pretended as though he was picking his dropped property, eyes still fixed on the item, he saw clearly...... ."john Mark Nursery and Primary School Head Teacher Mrs Mark Brenda".. He picked the dropped object and sauntered towards the chef.. She was a head teacher,, he affirmed.... He received a welcome smile from the attendant who politely asked what he wanted..." A plastic drink of any kind and a mince pie" the boy ordered, in no time, he was served in a tray, "thank you" he said,, he picked the snacks and left hastenly before the attendant could ask for money,, he had already sat with Mrs Mark Brenda, the head teacher. He wasn't going to pay for the bought items not that he had the money on him, but he was going to kill two birds with a stone if he played smart.. "Mrs Mark, good evening "he greeted politely 'Good evening dear" she replied trying to reminisce on where she had seen him. The boy noticed her curiosity and quickly gate a reposte "My name is John Benjamin.,primary four pupil of John Mark nursery and primary school" he lied, but it worked. The head teacher smiled back at him "what are you doing here all Alone?".." mother's car broke down and she has gone in search of a mechanic, so she asked me to stay here until she gets it fixed "he gave another perfect lies... Again,, the credulous woman swallowed them, hook, line and sinker.... They both gisted for a while, the discussions seemed Mundane to him but he had to play along if he was going to rob the naive old woman of her property.. Soon, an attendant came to the boy, "sir, you are yet to pay for the snacks".. 'bills on me" Mrs Mark quickly replied.. The boy smiled at his achievement, he knew the first phase of his plan had been achieved... He was still unsure of how to take the bag unnoticed, he decided to devour the relish of his meal, he needed to enjoy the moment, perhaps another opportunity might present itself. "Benjamin, I need to visit the ladies, please watch my bag, I shall be back in a jiffy "The woman left... What she meant by visiting the ladies was vague to him, he watched her walked towards the toilet, it became more unclear to him. He wondered why she needed to visit the ladies in the rest room,they could have easily rendezvous in the open restaurant, he thought. So easily,, he pounced on the bag and walked towards the exit, he hoped whoever she was visiting delayed her until he vanished into the air.. He was about to exit the building when he heard the familiar voice of his victim "Benjamin, where are you going with my Bag?". The voice gave him a deadly blow, he had been caught red handed, he thought of running, dropping the heist wasn't an option, he had gone through so much to acquire it. Running with the bag was risky as well, the heavy container would slow him down.. He quickly opened the bag, scavenged the contents, picked a currency and scampered away... TO BE CONTINUED........

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CHAPTER FIVE "Emanuella let's go" Mr Sexton said as he stood up, he had been watching the Hideous acts carried out by the young boy, he was bewildered and amazed. Sexton had been observing the boy since he entered the building. How he carried out the larceny had captivated his attention. "Daddy, I'm not done eating" Emanuella replied rudely, "meet me in the car right away" her father ordered as he dashed out of the building.. Mr Sexton needed to know who the boy was, where he lived, but that would only happen if the boy was not killed before he got there. Not that he hadnt seen such act before but had never seen a boy of his age smartly orchestrated such plan.. He was completely interested in the boy.... He hastenly entered his car, ignited the engine which hummed to life, Emanuella reluctantly joined him, he ignored her unwillingness and went after the boy. The boy was now running as fast as his tiny legs could carry him, Mrs Mark, the owner of the stolen bag had picked her bag and returned but he was still being chased. The boy wondered why so many people were after him, after all none of them was the victim, those jobless people wouldn't just paddle their own canoes.... 'but dad, where are we going? You looked greatly perturbed, what's wrong? "Emanuella said feeling Unease. "nothing baby, don't worry about me" he replied. Mr sextone soon saw a large crowd assembled round the boy, he couldn't recognize him again, the young boy was soaked in his own blood, he had been beaten to stupor, he soon saw a filthy looking lout approaching the boy with a flame thrower. Mr sextone soon began to perceive some disgusting odor of gasoline, he knew the boy was about to be incinerated. Mr sextone halted his car and ran into the midst of the mobs, but he had earlier warned his daughter never to leave the car until he returned... "stop! Stop!! "Mr sextone yelled, he hated jungle justice, he believe the victims of such mishaps should be handed over to the government officials for proper punishment. The unorganized mafia looked at him, gave him a wicked expressions and continued, words alone couldnt hinder them from carrying out what they had planned,not even the government officials let alone this random wanderer, It looked like funs to them. Bang! Bang!! Bang!!!, the crowd dispersed at the sound of the firearm, Mr sextone had shot three bullets into the air from his revolver.. Men, women, young, old left the scene immediately, it looked as though the street had been deserted for decades.some hid under the cars,some jumped over tall walls that couldn't have been possible on a regular time, some ran aimlessly like they were bolting against usan,a coward jumped into a Moving vehicle through the window, it appeared that the hunters had become the hunted... Emmanuella had heard the sound of the gunshots, but she had been given a strict warning not to leave the car, she wasn't going to disobey her father's order, she could only hope nothing bad happened to her father... A few minutes later,Mr Sextone returned with the unconscious boy, Emanuella was astonished seeing his father carried the boy he had earlier seen, the thief, she wasn't pleased, her father had placed their lives at great risks just to rescue a thief,she believed every thief deserved to meet his doom.. mr Sextone placed the boy at th

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CHAPTER SIX The boy had been saved by the sextone family,albeit reluctantly done by Emanuella. She had already developed hatred towards him. The fact that he was a public thief made her fume in anger. Although, Emanuella wasn't cantankerous by nature, she had gone hostile in her view about the boy who sat opposite her. She had become a judge who had given her verdict without an inquest, perhaps she believed the boy was suffering from kleptomania... The boy on the other hand looked rigid and unbending as he asked the next question "For how long have I been here?". Emanuella who had been brooding in anger was stung by the question. She couldn't hold her fury any longer "you have actually outlasted your stay here, you thief" she exploded. The boy was quiet, he had noticed her hostility towards him from the onset. However, he was unperturbed, he knew he wasn't a thief, he was in such situation because he had no choice, he had to save his dying brother.. His plans might have ended in smokes, he never regretted.. "you have here for three days ", Mr sextone replied ignoring her daughter's Insolency. " three days! ", the boy was on his feet immediately. Three days without his brother, he had never been separated from his baby brother for a day let alone as long as three days.. He wondered what had become of his brother.. The thought was making him go insane. He felt giddy, tired and physically jaded but he had to leave the residence immediately, he had been told that he had outstayed his sojourn in the family's home. "I must leave right now",the boy said in a total Alacrity. Mr sextone was doubfounded, he wondered where he was going, maybe he had a family after all. But no parents in his right mind would stay idle when his child was missing. Mr Sexton had contacted some neighboring friends to report to him if there was a search for lost child, he had also contacted the nearest police station if there had been a report of a missing boy,but it appeared reverse was the case... Even if he was to return to his parents, he wasn't in a good conditions to move around, he wasn't fit enough to ryse.. He had planned to ask about his parents, but the boy was leaving already, he didn't know his name, parents nor where he lived. Now the boy was in the compound, he had somehow found his way. He didn't give the family a chance to ask where he was going, not that Emmanuella cared. But before he could exit the giant gate, Mr sextone caught up with him and volunteered to take him to wherever on earth he was going. He wouldn't allow an injured boy to wander about the street. The boy acceeded, Mr sextone as given him no choice. Emanuella, who had been listening to there conversation was struck with curiosity, she pondered on why his father had so much interest in the pervert that he wouldn't let him go.. If she were to be her father,she wouldn't have gone for him in the first place. She believed his obsession with the boy had clouded his judgment.

CHAPTER SEVEN Mr sextone ordered the gate guard to get his car keys on the sofa, the silly man, who had just arrived from ibadan two weeks ago had problem comprehending what his boss meant by "sofa", he loitered about the huge sitting room mulling over what his boss asked of him, he was completely lost. Mr sextone was now impatient, he wondered what took the silliest man he had ever employed so long. He had to pick his keys himself if he was ever going to leave, he went inside. The boy was restless, every seconds was important, he couldn't wait for Mr sextone to return with his keys, he ambled towards the gate which was not locked, the uneducated old-fashioned had left the gate opened. He quietly opened the gate, exited the compound and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He ran aimlessly. He wasn't being chased this time but he still ran like lightning. Little did he know that he was lost.. By the time Mr sextone got his car keys, the boy had vanished. He was disappointed in himself the boy had outwitted him. He caused himself for loosing his guard, the bloody minded boy was indeed a fox. Emanuella, who had been watching her father moved nervously smiled satisfactorily. She was glad that the little devil had finally gone, she hoped never to set her eyes on him again. Mr sextone dialed a number on his Motorola mobile phone "send me two of our best agents ASAP!" he ordered "Aye sir" a man replied from the other end. Sextone needed a helping hand because the boy was proving too obstinate for him to handle alone. Besides if he was going to find him he needed the services of those who were trained to do so. The secret agency the director of which he was had the ability to find a pin in a haystack. It had been an hour since the boy left the sextone family, he wouldn't stop running, he must reach his baby brother at the eleventh hour. He was very tired, his legs were crying of fatigue, every part of his body was screaming in pain. His wounds were now opened and blood mixed with sweat had covered him..mayb his body was betraying Him,his mind was strong.. Suddenly,, the boy stopped. He realized he was unfamiliar with the environment in which he was. The roads were tiled and straight compared to the rough and crooked road he knew. He was confused because he didn't even know the name of the street in which the dilapidated building was situated, perhaps he would have asked for directions..he and his baby brother had been living in the neglected building since the death of their beloved mother. He scrutinized the environment carefully but it seemed hazy to him, he didn't know the path to his destination neither did he know the path back to the sextones.. He was lost and all alone.. The boy had become a vagabond He tried to ask for directions, perhaps he might be lucky to find his path but his appearance alone scared potential helpers out of their wits, he was dirty, tired and hungry but had nowhere to rest his hothead nor food to quench his hunger. He was miserable. It was past 7 o'clock in the evening, the boy had gone astray. He had given up the search for his right pathvfor that day. Night was approaching very fast, he needed an enclosed area to lay his head, he would continue on his journey the next day. The boy looked up into the sky, the sky was cloudy. He knew it was about to rain. He had no idea where to shelter himself when the condensed water vapor was eventually released onto the earth. He noticed a flight of swallows fleeing swiftly, they were retiring to their nests. Traders, merchants, retailers and hawkers had all closed their shops after which they vacated the area. The rain had started giving a faith drizzle, every where was Desolated, if he hadn't seen how active the area was earlier, he would have easily concluded that he was in an isle of no inhabitants for there wasn't a single sun of Adam at the area, Ofcourse except himself.. The boy needed a place to conceal himself, a kiosk, container, empty shop or even an abandoned vehicle. He searched and searched to no avail.. At last, he saw a large cylindrical drum which was big enough to host his little body for the night.. Suddenly, the rain started poring heavily, he was immediately drenched. He quickly opened the drum and emptied it of Itz dirts.. He hopped in and then covered the drum.. He sat quietly brooding on his past, his present predicaments and the bleak future. He decided to take Solace in the hope of reuniting with his babe brother but he was really scared..what if he had starved to death or killed by roaming wilds. There were tears rolling down his cheeks, the boy ignored them afterall he was completely soaked. The boy felt uncomfortable, he felt pains emanating from every parts of his body, he felt giddy and hungry. He remembered he had pocketed a stale loaf of bread he had fortunately found when scavenging his host.. He brought the loaf out and bit it hungryly, the odious taste almost made him to regurgitate, however the Starving worms in him welcomed the meal joyously. Soon he heard voices few distance away, although he couldn't clearly hear their conversation, he wonder what they were doing in such a heavy rain.. The men were getting closer to the hide-out, the boy knew they were inches away from him. One of the said "Are you sure you've seen him around here today?", another man to whom the d questions was directed replied "yes, I'm hundred percent sure" The boy heard the voices clearly, he recognized them.the voices maid him tremble in fear, he was sweating profusely amid the glacial weather, he covered his mouth with his palms. His heart was beating so fast that it was threatening to escape its confinement. But for the rumbling notice of the thunder, the men would have easily heard his Heartbeat. The boy knew if he was eventually found, he had met his catastrophe.......

CHAPTER NINE It's been an hour of rigorous search for the boy but they had found nothing, they had ransacked every corner, they had left no stone unturned, yet it was futile. One of them had been skeptical all along, he doubted the boy's survival under such circumstances. It was raining heavily and everywhere was as cold as ice. How could a little boy's presence proved daunting to be discovered.. Was he a ghost? He wondered... Inspite of his skepticism, he knew it would be Foolhardy to conclude on such hypothesis for the boy had escaped them on three occasions, he knew as small as he was, he was sly, clever and surreptitious.. The hunted boy was praying silently, he didn't call unto God, he had forsaken him long ago. He called unto his mother.. Not that he was afraid of death, in fact he was ready to seek asylum in heaven but he had great obligations, to protect his baby brother with his everything.. The boy knew the men were nefarious, human lives are worthless to them, the took them easily. The fear of what they had done to his family made him Shriek in silence. He knew they were atrocious. Everything happened so fast, but for these me he wouldn't be in such predicament. He would certainly be with his beloved mother. Although his father had abandoned two years ago when his baby brother had just been delivered, his mother had been striving hard to make ends meet. "when will daddy return? "he had asked his mother many a time but he had always received the same answer" he will return soon".. The boy was too young to understand that his father woukd never return he had forsaken the.. Omolara, the boy's mother, had ran into the young man ten years ago in a shopping mall, her friend had gone to withdraw some cash at the Automated Teller Machine, so she decided to pass the time by taking some pictures with he mobile phone. She had taken a few selfies but wasnt satisfied, she wanted to a full portrait for herself. She needed someone to do that.... Fortunately, the young man was passing by, "hello, excuse me!" she had said calling onto him.. When he turned back, she was astounded by his appearance, she was in love.. It took her a few seconds to examine him, he was fair, tall, slim, muscular with an almost symmetrical face. Not that he was the most handsome man she had ever seen, but she was entirely captivated by his eyes. His eyes were deep and catastrophic, a vivid baby blue as a great body.... Of water that melted into a milky green..his eyes depicted confidence gentleness and honesty, and then, his smiles made him look devilishly handsome.. The men had granted her request, she even insisted that they have some selfies together after which they exchanged contacts.. Unfortunately, she had met he doom,, she had fallen in love with a devil in disguise

CHAPTER TEN Two days later, omolara called him, it was on a Saturday. "Good evening handsome" she initiated the conversation. "Good evening God sent" he replied as the conversation continued. Why he referred to her as 'God sent' was understandable to only him. Omolara, who almost didn't sleep all night, had fallen in love with him, she proposed that they meet that day, she wanted to see him everyday, her Alacrity had given her away. "I'm really sorry dear, we cant meet today. I just finished my laundry and I need to cook something "he had replied making her feel dejected but she was determined and wasn't ready to back off so easily.. " oh! If you don't mind, I can do the cooking "she proposed again hoping to be accepted this time.. There was a long silence on the other end before he replied" alright,, I shall send you the address ". She was very glad, her entire mind and soul were filled with happiness, if he a horse was ridden on the highway of her mind at that moment, the horse would have galloped with ease. It was a perfect feeling. Not that omolara was a cheap damsel, it was far from that, in fact she had turned down numerous suitors before running into him but this guy was quite different, his physical appearance was Impeccable and he looked genuine She had gone to his abode that day in her best appearance, she was claded on her most expensive skimpy gown which barely reached her knees. Although she felt quite uncomfortable as the dress was a tight one, she was more than pleased when he later commented on how sexy she was.. Omolara wasn't a bitch neither was she a call girl who was envisaaging sexual intercourse with him. She was just so into him that she was ready to give him her everything, her body, money, investment, soul and even her life.. Call it craziness, insanity, stupidity, she didn't care.. She had practically turned him to her god... Perhaps she had been hypnotized.. Now,, Its been six months since they met. Omolara had been Anticipating his professed love for her but none seemed to be forthcoming. She however have him a month Ultimatum and if he didn't prove to be the man she presumed he was, she would move on..but she knew within herself that it was just a Hogwash.. It was a Friday night, they had just returned from the cinema. Omolara sat on the sofa nor far from him, he had been staring at her and she felt rather uncomfortable.. Soon, Jide sat beside her, held her hands and said "I was sent down to earth for a mission, a mission to find someone that will complete me, I never thought that my task would be fulfilled till the very moment I met you.. I have finally found my perfection whom I have been seeking for all my life, at this moment, I still can't believe my eyes as the girl I thought only existed in fairytale now stands facing me, staring at the moon each night I saw your gentle smile, the smile that gave me the strength to make the impossible possible " Omolara was amazed, she couldn't belive her ears tears had formed in her pretty eyes and were begging to rush down like rain, rain of joys.. " my affection for your grows each and every day "he continued" I'm totally addicted to you, when I look into your eyes, I see the real me, a person that live for a goal and purpose. I just hope that you and I can be in a relationship that is more than just friends someday.... For now I'm declaring my love for you and I will be right here waiting for you... I love you, omolara "he had just made a confession,,but was it a genuine one? He knows his primary motives was her wealth, the credulous young woman never knew he was a gold digger.. Now the tears were flowing freely, someone had to stop her from causing a flood, she didn't believe what she had just heard, although she had been Anticipating eagerly, he was just so sweat. "what took you so long? I've been waiting for this day, I've kept my feelings for you contained for a long time as I'm in love with you, but true and honest love shouldn't be contained and kept quiet for this long. There's so much about you that most girls don't see, they only see half, they see your body but my love for you is more than skin deep, my feelings for you grow more and more each day, it grows deeper and more everlasting with every passing minutes. You mean so much to me. Your hug makes me all warm and tingly inside "she smiled and covered her face as she continued " I dream of you day in and out. I will walk one thousand miles just to hold you for one minute and have not one question about it... I'm in love with you and I will love you for the rest of my life Badmus Jide" she concluded sincerely.. Before he could say Jack Robinson, she was already all over him, kissing him passionately. Two years later, they had got married and had their first child,,, BADMUS JASON...

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CHAPTER 11 Jason, who was yet to be discovered by his hunters thought of how he could escape the men, he needed to prepare for the worst but in this predicaments he was skeptical, he only prayed that he was not discovered at all.. "I don't think he's here "one of the men who was earlier filled with skepticism said. " perhaps, he's dead and being carried away by the flood" another said.. The leader stood for a while, it appeared that he was trying to ransack the environment for the last time.. he's the most silent of all but he's the most dangerous, he had killed thousands and he had even lost count. Of all the gang of killers, he was the most feared.. "you are right, he's not here, let's go!! ".. Jason could not believe his luck, the men had just given up the search for him. He was right next to them and luck had conceal him from their discovery. The men had started leaving when the leader halted suddenly.. He had noticed something bizarre, the drum was standing while the contents were scattered everywhere, it was rather fremd for he knew if the junks and garbage were dispersed, the drum ought to be lying flat on the floor and not otherwise.. Even if someone had emptied the drum, it will be too light for it to withstand the heavy flood. a light drum of such would have been easily swept away by the voracious flood, but there it was standing firmed to the ground... He knew that their prey was contained in the container.. He was absolutely certain The leader sauntered swiftly towards the container and opened it, there he was lying frozen in the drum.. "you this bloody son of a gun" he said angrily as he jerked him out,, he was as light as a feather,, he had lost kilograms of weight... Four heavy slaps landed on Jason's face consecutively.. Unsurprisingly, the boy didn't feel the effects of the hits for every part of him was frozen, his blood was beginning to clot. Jason knew the end was near, he knew no one could save him from there torments. He couldn't scream for no one will hear his voice,, his tiny voice was not audible enough to be heard amid the loud rumble of thunder... "bring him along!!"the leader ordered.. He was picked up like a paper, he was very light.. A chubby boy he was had become so lean, his emaciation was as a result of starvation, his skeletal system had emanated from his little meat on it.. He was a walking dead... Soon, they got to a dilapidated building which had been relinquished for decades.. Jason was dropped like a log, he was being glared at scornfully.. "let me finish him off boss" one of them demanded.. "no, I still have to ask where his brother is" the leader replied... "now listen to me, you mongrel! "he continued in a cold voice. " you have two options, answer my questions and die a painless death or answer my questions and die distraughtly,.. Either way, you will answer my questions and die... " not Jason was more scared,,how could they be so cold to him,, he was only a boy of ten.." but the painful or painless death will be determined by how corporative you are ".. He concluded.. He brought out a rizla, filled it with a grinded plants that looked like weed, he rolled it into a long item and then lighted it.. In a second, he extracted the burning weed making a long draw.. As long as the rolled weed was, it was completely burned down at a single draw, he threw the Remnant on the floor and excreated the waste products through his nostrils in form of smoke. Jason coughed out as he jerked... Like a dragon, the smokers eyes turned red immediately. "where is the baby?" he said in a murmur, he was ready for business... To be continued soon...

CHAPTER 12 "where is the baby?" he said in a murmur "I don't know " The leader sent a punch down his stomach, this sent him to the ground, he staggered backward and held his stomach gently squeezing it while in pain.. He felt the strike, it was the most excruciating hit he had ever experienced..soon the boy threw up all that he had eaten, not that he had taken any balanced diet,,he had only taken a loaf of staled bread since three days and unfortunately, he didn't even finish it.. Now the worms who had earlier welcomed the spoiled bread were affected by the hit, this made them speedily ejected it. To them it appeared they were been reprimanded for their feast.. "where is the baby? "said again, This time in a louder voice.. Jason was quiet for he knew the only answer he could give will land him in another state of mayhem. He couldn't have told them where his babe brother was, that is not going to happen, since he could be killed either way, he could only save his brother by concealing his whereabouts. Without warning, the man sent another two sets of punches simultaneously, one landed on his abdominal region another to his left jaw.. Since there wasn't anymore meal in his stomach, he vomited blood, he couldn't see for a minute as all he could see were dancing stars around his periphery of his vision.. "that was for keeping me waiting, you don't want to test my patience, for if you do, young man, I will kill you slowly and you will regret ever being born".... Jason looked terrible, bruises all over him, his face was swollen and the handsome boy had turned Hideous,, he splited out blood which was accompanied by a tooth, he had just lost a tooth... The man brought another set of rizla, and repeated what he had earlier done..the other men smiled devilishly, one of them brought out a bottle of alcoholic drink and sipped a little quantity .. He was enjoying how the boy was being rough handled...... Dropping the remains on the floor, the leader knelt before him and repeatedly said "where is the baby?

CHAPTER 13 Jason was screaming in pains,he wondered why all there were happening to him, why they were after his family, he seemed to be lost as everything looked obscure to him.. He was just a regular boy who had dreams of becoming a medical doctor in the future, to fulfil that dream, he knew he should be in school with other children of his age, but here he was twisted by faith, in an unknown place in the midst of anonymous monsters.. Hoodlums who had destroyed his home, his life, his career and now they are after his life.. Jason was really ready to die now, perhaps end the suffering he was born into,,but his life had proven tough to be taken, just when he thought it is over, things turned the table, someone from nowhere would save the day,and then another greater ordeal awaited him.. "I'm asking you for the last time,where is the baby".. Jason knew he couldn't tell him what he had been wanting to hear neither could he keep quite. The former would mean a certain abyss for his baby brother and himself thereby reneging on the promise he had made their mother. The later would land him into another round of punches or even worse. However, the later seemed the better option as he couldn't sacrifice his baby brother. "I - - - - - don----nt - - - - kn--ow" he stammered... "you made a big mistake you bastard, you will be sorry for not giving me what I need" He picked up the boy like a garbage and threw him against the wall, as he fell to the ground, he forcefully marched his ankle dislocating a bone, the boy screamed. He gave him round of punches on the face,one of the eyes got closed and refuse to see anything but darkness, the other was still opened, however blood had formed in the cornea making his vision blurred.. It was a miracle for the boy to have survived such mishaps, but it was only the beginning. The monster picked the bottle of beer from which one of them had earlier sipped and burst it on his skull, he quickly gathered the scattered broken pieces picked up the boy far above his head and dropped him forcefully on the gathered broken bottle..he fainted.. "not so soon, you bitch",, the leader ordered one of the men to inject him... He immediately brought out a hypodermic syringe containing some liquid substances..he injected its contents into his system... The men laughed demonicly as the boy Clamor in pain... Soon, the boy started convulsing, it was an intense, paraxysmal, involuntary muscular contractions, in a few seconds, the convulsions stopped. The leader stepped towards him and said "let's see how strong you are, if you can survive this, where is the babe!?" he asked again. "I left him in an uncompleted building three days ago, ".. The boy gave up the fight.. He had been defeated..

CHAPTER 14 Dedicated to Shalomdee,, Deji124,, wizsolzy,, xaviercasmir,, Benteazaa,, Evajael,, donkelz,, ibunkun1 and other ghost followers..... The boy had been sedated. The injection given to him intravenously had induced him into a complete state of trance making him unaware of his action.. The men knew the boy wouldn't give up his brother in his right mind, they had no other option than to rob him of his mind, the bloody minded boy was completely loyal to his brother even at the state of death... Loyalty is rare, even soldiers betray their commanders,,ministers their country,wife her husband, son his parents, brother his sisters and even Judas betrayed Jesus, and they were all adults, but this boy who didn't even know the importance of loyalty had stood strongly amid all his misfortunes.. Now he had given up, but that was because he had been hypnotized.... "where is the building?" "I don't know, but it was very close to iroko market place" "who else knows the place? " " no one? " " how am I supposed to believe that? "even while being tranquilized, the men still have a pang of skepticism for the boy had given them the toughest time of their lives.. None of them would have survived what the boy had... They couldn't deny the fact.. "The building was situated in the forest" "Good of you, now I will end your sorry life, if you are fortunate enough to be reborn, choose a better destiny. " Still unaware of his actions, Jason was completely deformed.. No one could recognized him again, he had been beaten to Stupor, not even sextone can identify him, not even the Indifferent Emanuella. " Tell your bitch mother that I wish I can enjoy her pussy again" "what should we do to him, boss" a man said "kill him and dump him in the flood, let the water take care of his useless body"... The man smiled to himself, he had been given a fair chance to unleash his own share of anger on him, the boy had given him sleepless night. He happily accepted the task.. He brought out a string from his back pocket and tied it round his neck, he was going to strangle him.... The boy, whose throat was being squeezed by a Taut rope was choking. He was gasping for breathe, although he was too jaded to fight, his body was responding to the cut off in oxygen supply, he was now suffocating. Jason heard his own body getting quieter, with the tight skull cap over his ears, he could hear his own breathing amplified in his head. It was getting slower..... More slower.... More difficult to inhale.. His body was no longer able to fight off the compressing sensation that accompanied his own blood racing from his extremities like a crew abandoning ship, flowing instinctively to his vital organs in a last ditch effort to keep his conscious... A loosing battle, he knew, he felt his soul admitting defeat, teetering on the brink between presence and absence, life and death, with blood gushing from his wide opened eyes,, Jason stopped breathing... It's been two minutes since he stopped breathing, the predictor won't let go of his prey, the nefarious man still strangled the boy even after he had stopped moving, after his heart had stopped.. The man wished he could kill him all over again... He was indeed a devil. He picked the dead boy and threw him into the heavy flood whose strong wave swept him like a nylon into the ocean. Jason was gone.....

CHAPTER 15 Badmus Jason was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, however he did not use the silver spoon for long before he was robbed of it. He hadn't any spoon to eat now, not even a wooden spoon. Life had been rosy for him before his misfortune, in fact his mother had been optimistic about the future, she had a husband who she loved with her life and two handsome boys who proved to be the carbon copy of herself. The future seemed bright as they were rich and wealthy.. Although, omolara had always been the breadwinner of the family, no one had ever discovered that fact, in short they had thought Jide was the primary income - earner in the household... The family was a paradise on earth, however the family was soon struck with great nakba. The adversity had torn the family apart like a hungry tigress tore its prey... Everything they had built was completely destroyed in a twinkle.. The cause of the family's subversion wouldn't have happened but for Jide who had no atom of loyalty and faith in their marriage, perhaps he never loved her in the first place... Omolara had just given birth to their second child. Jason was extremely joyous so was Jide, the boy's father. However, the happiness turned into forlornness when the doctor called Jide to his office... "congratulations, Mr Badmus Jide, I'm sure the nurses have told you that your wife had just given birth to another bouncing boy" the doctor had said smiling.. "thank you doctor, I'm grateful to you " " Let's give all glories to almighty God, Mr "the doctor said.. Jide was still smiling when he noticed that the happy face that the doctor had earlier worn had been debarred. " what is wrong doctor?"tell me my wife and child are okay " Jide said expressing his great distress. " your wife and baby are in perfect conditions " the doctor paused for a while and the continued" Mr Badmus, during the course of the delivery of the baby, we discovered that your wife is suffering from lymphomatosis of the tissue " " lym-pho-ma........ Doctor, what is that, can u explain clearly? “he stammered having difficulty in pronouncing the ailment... "well, you see mr Badmus, lymphomatosis is a multiple lymphoma, a malignant tumor, that arises in the lymph nodes or in other lymphoid tissue" "doctor, tell me it can be cured" Jide said feeling frightful.. "you see Mr Badmus" the doctor sighed, leaning forward with a reluctant facial expression as he continued "if the ailment is just one stone of lymphoma, then we can easily get rid of it, but unfortunately she has multiple stones of lymphoma... I'm pained to tell you that it cannot be cured" Jide was mute as tears formed in his eyes which were ready to run down in compliance. He was in great throe. His woman, who he had planned to spend the rest of her life with, was leaving him already. She was dying after all without knowing it... A tear, which couldn't be held any longer, bolted down his face as he asked "how long does she have? " "Hmmmm,, it depends on how how long she can keep up with the extremely expensive medication. At this stage, she only has a year, however if she can maintain her medication, maybe two years, perhaps two years and six months on the maximum" "just two years! "Jide was exasperated, his happiness had turned bitter, in two years, his God sent will leave him, he was flustered and befuddled. " what is the cost of the medication? " " well, to Alleviate the pain and encamp the disease, you will have to spend a million "the doctor paused for a while and studied Jide's expression and then proceeded" monthly " " what!! "Jide's eyes were wide opened, one million monthly, that's twelve million yearly and thirty six million for two years six months which was her culmination.he needed to weigh this matter and think over it. " thank you doctor, I will get back to you " Jude left the doctor's office brooding over what he had just heard. His wife was dying and she couldn't be saved, but extended which would cost a fortune.. He was completely broken, remembered their old time , his son Jason and now his new baby.. He was confused.. A week later, they named the boy Tony

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don't tell me the boy is dead but am waiting for an alternative if there will be any... really sad

I pray Jason will survive the attack.

I bliv Jason will make it, they ar jst doing in vain. Ride on guy.

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CHAPTER 16 It had been a month since the birth of Tony, omolara had been observing her husband's moody attitudes. Sometimes, he would sit alone in their bedroom brooding over what seemed equivocal to her, other times he would return dead drink . As a responsible and caring wife, who had known her husband as a cheerful man and who had strong phobia for any intoxicating drink, she had asked him on several occasions the cause of his disparagement.. However, he had gently told her on such occasions that there wasn't any problem, that he was perfectly fine, but Omolara had never bought that Flimsy reply, she couldn't.. It was 3.05am on a faithful day, omolara had woken up to ease herself of the stored urine in her bladder when he found her husband crying vehemently, she was taken aback for she had never seen the love of her life in such astounding condition. "baby, what is happening, why are you in this state?" she insisted in a voice which portrayed that she wasn't going to be laid off this time. Jide went closer to her and touched her face gently rubbing her skin smoothly. He looked passionately into her eyes and burst into another round of tears, raising his voices this time. He was unable to maintain the inaudible cry he had before her wife was up... Just like a plaque, omolara caught the fire, still unsure of what had caused a man to cry bitterly, she started crying freely..it appears that petrol had been added to the furnace, she cried on bringing his head closer to her chest while rubbing his ebony hair with his palms,, again she asked "Tell me what is wrong" "you are - - - God why, - - - babe you are dying,the doctor said you will be leaving us, me, Jason and even Tony. Babe you have just three years Ultimatum with great cost "he dropped the bomb.. Slowly, omolara withdrew from him resting her back on the wooden board of the bed, she said " how do you mean I'm dying, leaving you? " " the doctor said you you suffering from lymphomatosis of the tissue and you must be on medications which costs a million monthly, only that can extend your life babe " Omolara was entangled, she wanted to cry a river but her eyes were dry, they had betrayed her. She was silent, many things was rushing through her mind. She thought of her children, what would become of them, who would take care of them when she's gone? Her new born Tony was just a month old and now it seemed certained that he wouldn't recognize her before she was gone... The thoughts alone opened the gate of tears, like a river, they were flowing down freely ruining the powdered substance she had worn on her face the previous night. Her visions were blur by tears and she couldn't imagine what would happen in the future.. Although, there was absolute tranquility in the bedroom, many things were screaming in their heads, Jide was weighing his options, he wondered what he would gain if he agreed to spend a million a month on her medications, though it's her money, it would be vanity since she would eventually die. Omolara knew the bright future was becoming bleak, her children would become motherless and another woman would reap what she had sown...she cried all night.. It had been a year since they heard the bad news, things weren't they way they used to be. Although omolara tried a much to make things right but the passion had been killed, the burning affections had diminished and the love Jide had for her was beginning to wane, he believed that she's nothing but a walking dead who, in the nearest future, would kiss the dust.. Omolara had spent roughly thirteen million on medications already and now the account was red, if they kept it on, they would have nothing to eat and she wouldn't want that.. Since she was going to die anyway, omolara proposed that she stopped the medications, at least the money left would suffice and cater for the children's education and welfare. "honey, I think we should stop spending on my health. I know you have been my backbone, the children needs you and the money to secure a better life." omolara had said. "no babe, it is not going to happen, every second you spend on earth means the world to me. I will buy you every available time, I can't live without you.. We need you, Jason and Tony need you. I love you " he countered as they kissed. One would think Jide was sincere and Conscientious,, he knew within himself what evil he was orchestrating,, he was about to do the unthinkable, he wasn't going to lose on both ends, never would he.. He needed to hasten up what he was planning, if it worked which he was absolutely sure is incontrovertible, he would be a billionaire in a matter of time..

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Please don't tell me he ran away with the remaining money his wife has left!

Senetor@ dis ur episode short too mush abeg put more effort

Hmm that is sad

Continue but try to enlongate it small

Wow next

na wa ooo which plan be that self

Nxt

Hmm next

Hmm, short of words

After knowing that she'll die, he's still thinking evil against her, nawa o

ride on

What he planing next episode pls

CHAPTER 17 It was on a faithful day, the day omolara would never forget even in her grave. The mood was saucy as usual, Jason had gone to school and Tony was in his slumber.. She was in the sitting room sitting in a couch,she was claded in her pink night gown and wore a light makeup which covered the deficit of her swollen face. She placed her legs on the wooden table in a crossed manner while focusing on what seemed to have captivated her mind, it was a program on the television. It seemed she had forgotten her sorrow as she smiled happily to herself.. Jide's friend drove into the large compound, he parked into the garage and then coursed into the living room. "you are not dressed yet!" he said feeling disappointed as he continued "the flight to Paris leaves at 5 o'clock and here you are at 2.53pm being completely fascinated by TV, you are not even dressed. I'm sure you know the consequences of missing your flight?" "what flight, who's flying?" omolara was thunderstrucked... Had her husband booked a flight for her treatment overseas? Perhaps the man before him was joking for he knew him as clown who was fund of throwing Jocular remarks.. What if he's serious, he didnt sound like he was making jests. Well, if her husband had booked a flight for her,, she would easily decline it because there wasn't much left for her medication in Nigeria let alone abroad, she had been paying through her nose already and wasn't ready to increase the cost.... Soon, Jide was out with his bag and baggage, she was about to sprang at him when she noticed something bizarre, something irregular about him.. Jide was completely draped in a blue Jean and t-shirt, he wore a blue canvas to complement his dressing, his dressing depicted one who was about to travel abroad. She was more disordered. Even if Jide had booked a flight for him, why hadn't he told her, at least she would have got prepared for the journey, perhaps he wanted to surprise her.. "what is happening honey, why they bags, what's going on??" she said ruefully. Jide asked his friend to excuse them after which he moved closer to her "I'm sorry dear, I know you loved me whole heartedly, but unfortunately I never loved you, although I tried as much to love you back, but I couldn't." omolara felt dejected, she couldn't believe her ears, was this a dream? If it were she had better woken up.she had been betrayed, she had been lied to, she had been bequiled all this years,hot tears rolled freely.. "what about the boys, our children. Don't you love them too?" she murmured in a tattered voice, her legs were weak and she felt giddy.. "consider them gifts from me, at least you won't lose on two ends. I'm moving on with my life. I'm sorry Laura, I don't love you, I never did. You should move on with your life too" he said as he dashed out of the room. He was gone. Omolara threw herself to the ground, she thought of what he said, "you should move one with your life too" but what life did she have? Her life would soon end, she covered her face with her palms but the tears still escaped though the available spaces.dying is one things, everyone will eventually die, but being deceived by the one you loved is another thing, the worst thing..Even after fathering two boys with her he still had the mind to split Hogwashes, Jide was indeed a serpent....

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Sorry about that dear

Cruel!

jide is heartless ooo.

hmm ride on

damnnn

A serpent indeed

What the hec.k is wrong with Jide? So its now that she's about to Di that he found out he didn't love her.. And the children? Who is going to take care of them if Laura die? Hmmmmmmm

Jide you wicked oo Even after two kids

CHAPTER 18 The dreadful occurrence had made sure that their future never remained in the limelight, Jide had taken over every possession leaving them with nothing but a dilapidated building in a deserted area of Lagos state. Omolara and her children buttled with hunger, cold and mosquitoes.. They battled with hunger in the day and were being tortured by cold and mosquitoes every night... Even the swarm of termites and bugs had their own share of fists on them.. To make the matter worse, omolara's illness was deteriorating, she had no strength to work neither did she have the power to cater for the children, perhaps her husband's betrayal had debilitated her impairing conditions. Now that her days were near, she called Jason one evening after they had eaten the meal of garri and water which was merged as lunch and dinner. "Jason my son" she sighed and too a long breath before she continued "you see, the dove will one day fly into the sky and wont return. The river will stop flowing, the sun will cease giving its light, the moon will be hindered from illuminating the earth, leaving the earth in a complete darkness.........," Jason was confused as he was too young to Decipher the massages her mother was trying to pass across. If the dove flew into the sky and refused to come back, then it might have located the garden of Eden, perhaps seen that the place was more comfortable than earth, hence decided to stay..... How could the sun stop giving light unless there was eclipse of the sun and even if there was, it would be for a short time, he Thought as he listened on to what he believed were hogwashes, perhaps her mother was rambling... "......... One day you will see me, another day you won't see me again...." she said ruefully as tears formed into her eyes. It was now more eqivocal to him. Where was she going, was she planning to leave them, maybe she was planning to meet their father without them, if she was, then her plans wouldn't work for he would trail her to wherever she went,he thought... ".... My boy, anyone can hold the helm when the sea is calm, being a leader is not about being aged or perfect, it's about weathering the storm and carrying on. Soon, Jason, you will be In charge of your brother. Promise me that you will protect him and with him, you will survive this cruel word? " she concluded.. Jason looked lost, her mother sounded ambiguous, it was like she was speaking in an unclear language.. Since he knew her mother, she had never left them.just like a snail and its shell, wherever she went, they followed. But why did It look different now, perhaps she's going to a place where children are not allowed..Well, since she wouldn't take long before she returned, he promised his mother. Suddenly, omolara started shivering violently, like a convulsing patient, Jason immediately forgot their conversation. "Momma, what is wrong?" he asked eagerly. He had noticed that his mother was not feeling well, he had suspected it long before now, she had grown very thin, her bones were threatening to break out of the confinement of her shrinking skins, her eyes were hollow and weak and her hairs were almost gone. The beautiful woman he had known had become attenuated, she had become a scarecrow..

Hmm it's sad

This guy is a monster among men

What a cruel life. Gods speed Omolara.

Awww. what a wicked world

Ayele

nawaoo

All DAT I want to know is,is Jason dead or alive????

Hmmmm, how can the children survive without parental care. Hmmm God help them

PATHETIC

nexxt

Jide Is A Mad Guy.

18b Continuation... --------------—------------------------------ "you are scaring me, Momma what is wrong?". He asked again. "I'm fine Jason, 'his mother replied, "you should go to bed now, it's late". Her voice was very weak. "No, you are not all right, why are your eyes closing?" Omolara gave a tiring smile as she tried to stay conscious "That's because I haven't slept for a while, I have been having difficulties sleeping". She concluded. He could not help the tears that ran down his cheeks, he wanted to help his dying mother but didn't know how, this broke his heart, it shattered his feelings. Although he had seen her mother pondered over what seemed dark to him, he still wondered if lack of sleep could cause convulsions... He couldn't bear to watch his mother in such pitiable condition, he had to get her something to make her sleep, anything.. He quickly dashed out of the house, not knowing his mother's state wasn't as a result of insomnia... Soon Jason returned into the house and met her mother singing, he was glad to see her in such mood. Although, her mother hardly sang and even the song sounded like a sorrowful one, he didn't care for her mother was now in better state...he gave her a deep hug "Momma, don't frighten me again, please", he said joining her sing the song... Omolara was smiling but tears were flowing freely, Jason couldn't hold his for long as he joined in. He presumed she was crying because she was moved by the song and since he was moved too, he weeped along... "Momma, I brought you something to help you sleep immediately". He was about to unveil the item when they heard bangs on the door... Omolara was terrified for he wasn't expecting visitors. Although they had no wall clock, she knew it would be around 1.a.m in the midnight and judging by the rate at which the door was being banged, she knew they were unwanted guests... Now, the bangs had become louder and more intense, omolara knew it was a matter of time before the door got smashed, after all the wooden door was already weakened by thousands of termites which inhabited it... She knew they were in danger, she needed to get the boys out of the building, she quickly muffled Tony in her wrapper and entrusted him to Jason, then she gave him a strict order... "Jason, I know you are strong and brave. Take your brother and leave here, do not look back. I will follow you soon and if I don't you must survive". Jason looked confused "Are you not coming along? we can't go without you, we will stay with you" Omolara knew she couldn't, she was too weak to be on the run, she would slow them down and eventually put their lives in danger. "I will join you soon, I promise.... I love you! " she concluded. She quickly opened the back door and made them vacuate the building. No sooner had they gone than the door broke open. The men stepped in, the shades were down and the room was dim, omolara could see the faint outlines of three men walking towards her in darkness.. As her eyes accustomed to the dark, she began to make out an unsettingly unfamiliar faces, her muscles went Taut with fright and terror. "who are you?" omolara stammered, suddenly unable to breathe, she sauntered backward as they moved closer to her. "call us the death", one of the heinous men said blowing smoke out of his nose like a dragon. "we have come to collect what are ours, your lives

Waiting 4 Next Episode

Jide sent them

this is too short for christ sake beside your update is very slow please update regularly

hmm this story is too slow nd d episode too short

What

Wicked World

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chapter 18c Jason was now running aimlessly at that time of the night holding onto his baby brother very tightly. The forest had contained absolute tranquility except for the chirping of the crickets, the crooks of frogs and the hoots of owls... Although the moon was shining brighty,, Jason had problems seeing his path for the tears in his eyes had blurred his vision.. As he ran, he galloped into holes caused as a result of poor topography of the soil, he stepped into muds and his clothes were torn by growing thorns but he wouldn't reduce the speed at which he accelerated.. Soon, the frogs stopped croaking, deers ran into their hutches, monkeys ceased their chatters, even the serpents scampered away, they had thought that a powerful hunter is hunting wild game or being hunted by a wild beast, they didn't plan to be caught in the middle of such hunts... Suddenly Jason stopped, now gasping for breathe and completely exhausted, he halted. How could he have left his indisposed mother alone with those men, what if they were there to hurt her, what if they planned to kidnap her or maybe do the worst? He needed to save her mother from the looming trouble. He quickly made back to the dilapidated building, although he had problems locating it, but being a brave and determined boy he was, he eventually found it... Jason was about to enter the building when he heard a man talking in a cruel voice, he hesitated, then peeped through the key hole and eavesdroped.. All this while, Tony was fast asleep "where are your manners, young man?" the leader said to the man who had earlier introduced themselves as death, he gave him a scornful look as he continued "you don't talk to a beautiful woman lie that, be a gentleman for once" He then faced omolara and gave her a dreadful smile "pretty, I apologize for his insolvency but you have two options...." he said as he brought out a fat rolled weed and then lighted it, he then continued "you either answer my question and die a painless death or answer my question my question and die a painful death.." he gave a long draw on the weed and inhaled the Contents into his long ".... But the painful or painless part of the death depends on how co-operative you are..." he concluded as e exhaled the smoke through his nostrils at omolara's face.. His eyes turned red immediately as he shook his head violently like a beast which had been caught in a trap,he roared. "where are the children?" he said... "which children? I'm just a lonely widow without a child "omolara lied wondering how they knew about Jason and Tony. She had thought they were ordinary thieves who had come to plunder. But it appeared she was wrong for the hoodlums weren't there for money neither were they there for gold, they were there for their lives. She was glad that she had made them exit the building before they could get their filthy hands on them.... "wasp! Wasp!! "two strong slaps landed on her face bring her back to reality. " you Liar bitch, you want to tempt my patience " Surprisenly, omolara didn't flinch, she rather smiled, spat the blood in her mouth on his face and said" you are an idiot, what mother would sell her children out to the devils like you? , I'm going to die anyway, just kill me and get it over with but you will never found them, never!" "yes, you are going to die and I wil be honored to grant your request you bitch" the leader said in a murmur barely audible to her... "bleep her to death "he said in a slang which is vague to omolara nd the eavesdropping Jason. The other men smiled broadly as they unzipped their trousers, it then occurred to her what was about to happen, she screamed.. Jason, who was still peeping, was at rage, he clinched his fists tightly, his eyes turned red with hatred, his blood boiled. He wanted to beat them to death and feed them to the vultures but he knew that making such silly attempt was suicidal. Although he wasn't afraid of death, he knew his innocent Brother would be killed too.. Jason watched as the men took turn on his mother, the men were smiling at the pleasure while omolara screamed in pain.. They continued the villainous act for several minutes until she stopped breathing, she had been raped to death... They searched every corner of the room and couldn't find anything useful, they were about to leave when they heard the cry of a baby, Tony had woken up... Jason was filled with terror and fear, he quickly turned and started running, as tiny as his legs are, he brisked along the dark forest but he wasn't running alone, he was being pursued by the gang leader, who had ordered the other men to set the building ablaze.. Jason ran aimlessly but very fast,as fast as he was, it was futile for the baby wouldn't stop crying and the pursuer was trailing the crying sound... Jason soon saw an abandoned small hut, he quickly hid inside, he checked on the crying baby who was covered In blood, Jason was frightened for he thought the baby had been hurt. He soon realized that Tony was covered in his own blood, he had ran through shrubs and trees with thorns and his skin had been pierced, he felt relieved that the baby was safe... Jason knew if he didn't stop the crying baby, they wouldn't be found..he tried to pet him but to no avail, he sang to him, Pat his back gently and even clapped but they all proved abortive... Now the man was few meters away from them, Jason remembered the drug he had stolen from a pharmacy for her mother.. It was the sleeping drug which he had taken illegally as a remedy for her mother's sleeplessness. He quickly brought it out and chewed it into a liquid substance and spat the saliva mixed substance into his mouth... In no time, they both slept off..... Jason opened his eyes to see the bright sun as it shone on his face, it had been a hot, sweaty morning in the forest, the birds were singing sweetly as they flew to their various activities, fending food for the nestlings, building their nests and even copulating... The bees hummed away, the Eagles screamed with absolute alacrity but their wasn't sign of a single human being.. At that moment, the boy emerged from the dark hut into the stalk morning light. His filthy body covered with dried blood and the thorn gray clothes made him look surprisingly anonymous. He looked at his baby brother who jerked as he had woken up earlier than he. He felt pains oozing out of every parts of his body, the mosquitoes had had a great feast overnight as each of them had suckled on their blood with its proboscis,however Jason couldn't scratch the parts for his skin had been penetrated by countless thorns.. He gently picked up his baby brother and walked out trodding on the leaves, grasses and even thorns with his bare feet. Jason gently moved towards the completely burned house they had called their sojourn. As he moved, many thoughts flashed through his disturbed mind, would he meet his mother in the building, what If she's dead, what If she had been kidnapped? He quickly cast off the thoughts as he was becoming Delirious, he dawdle on and on along the thick forest.. Jason soon get to the building. strangely, he didn't look surprised, he appeared remarkably calmed for someone who had just lost his mother. Because he was too tired, he sat on a fallen tree and began to brood over his life,how he was going to survive his current ordeal, he knew his education had automatically been halted, he would not see his friends again nor fulfil his dream of becoming a medical doctor. He sat there for a long time in sober. Surprisingly, he wasn't hungry, his baby brother didn't cry too, he had been sleeping.. When evening approached, it dawned to him that his mother was gone, the dove she talked about had flown and wouldn't be returning, the sun had ceased shinning and the moon couldn't brighten up the earth again.. She had perhaps gone to somewhere without pains, a place of no hunger ;no worries. Jason cried anew for he knew that his mother had left them for a place of rest and peace without taking them along... He was now alone in the wicked world, he wept helplessly ;no father, no mother, no relatives, he was now an orphan. He took Solace in his baby brother, his new companion... Jason stood up warily he murmured some prayers not for his mother but to his mother, he put his palms together and bowed his head several times, he had seen in movies where children bowed their heads after losing their parents as a sign of respect. He did that for he Knew that would be their last meeting, he had to let go of her so he could focus on Tony, he had been ordered to survive.. He bowed for the seventh time and said "till we meet again mother,please come back soon".. He picked his baby brother and drunkenly walked back to the hut... Four months had gone since their mother left them, Jason had been striving hard to cater for his baby brother who had now begun to walk, he was now more careful as he knew he could loiter into the path of hungry wilds.. Feeding had been a daunting task for him,, he had gone several times without food to satisfy his brother, he had grown pale and thin. Some days, he had found some spoiled crumbs of yam and bread in some families' trash cans, he would peel off the greenish parts and feed them to his baby brother without steal or soup.other times, he would scavenge the forest for fruits and fallen nuts. He would dig the roots of plants and fed on them, many times he had suffered from stomach disorder as a result of poisonous and contaminated leaves and roots consumed,so severe that he would prayed for death but his brother would walk awkwardly towards him and said "Arson, shoyii" in an accent that was almost ambiguous to him. Jason would smiled back at his naive brother with joy and happiness, two year old Tony was his source of strength . He had become a jungle boy.... It was a bad Thursday morning, Jason was awaken by his brother's cry, he had been crying for a while. Jason rushed to him with fright. He touched his face and behold it was as hot as hell,a water kettle would have simmered in no time if placed on his body. He was also shivering violently, his eyes were so white that the dark iris were beginning to fade away. Jason remembered he had not eaten for two days, he needed to feed him immediately, the naive boy didn't know that the boy was very sick, he had been exposed to mosquitoes for more than a year, insects bit him every night, cold had tormented him and he had been poorly fed... Jason thought of what to do, he was disorganized, he couldn't imagine losing Tony too, never, it's not going to happen he thought.. He would steal, Rob, kill, and even gladly give his life for him. He quickly dashed out of the hut, he thought of taking him along but he knew he would be slowed down.. As he ran briskly with no particular destination, he thought of what his baby brother needed "food and drugs" he concluded... He had no money but he didn't care for he knew he was going to commit larceny. That day, he had been saved from the public lynch by Mr sextone, he had met Emanuella who never liked I'm, he had met his doom in the hand of those men who had strangled him.. The worst part was that he had been separated from his baby brother and now, he was not going to see his brother, Tony again.

Jide Is After Her Money

Chai

So that was how she died?

next,

Following jejely, but jason shouldn't have died na

You will meet your brother sooner or later

Hmmm such is life

Oh my

"He is not going to see his brother Tony again"... That means Jason is still alive, what a big relieve.

Next

nice ride on

Hmmm,next

Continue..