ATROCITIES… SEASON TWO
EPISODE 5
From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
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Pastor Fiifi was still staring at my face after I finished talking.
Hello pastor, are you with me? I asked.
Yes yes Baaba, I am very well with you. I was only thinking throu-ghwhat you just told me.
Eerrrmm Baaba, in your narration, you said that the man said you have a s-exy body, am I right? He asked.
Hmmm pastor, I’m even shy.
Yes it is true I said that. Mom keeps telling me that I have the most beautiful and s-exy curves every man will wish for. I responded.
And again Baaba, you said you told the man you will marry a pastor. Have you ever wished for that? He asked.
Yes Pastor Fiifi. It has always been my dream to marry a pastor and do the work of the Lord. I responded.
Alright Baaba, we will have to pray towards all these.
If someone admires your body in a dream, it means the person is spiritually attached to you, so we seriously have to pray to break that bondage.
And about you wanting to marry a pastor, it is a call and not a choice. We will equally have to pray towards that if that is what God has destined. He explained.
So what do we do now Pastor? When should I start coming for the prayers? I asked.
Baaba, the church is always ready to receive you.
Our doors are always opened. You only have to make up your mind to talk to your God as many times as you want.
You can come to the church anytime and any day. He responded.
Pastor will I please meet you in the church anytime I come? I asked.
Not all times Baaba, most times, I go for evangelism and seminars. But don’t you worry, my junior pastors are always available. He responded.
Alright pastor, I promise to be prayerful from now on. Can I please have your number in other to call you in times of studying the scriptures? I asked humbly.
Yeah sure Baaba. He responded and called out the numbers to me.
Pastor Fiifi, please promise not to tell my sister what we’ve just discussed. I really shy her. I said.
Don’t worry Baaba, your sister is even not one of those inquisitive ladies, she won’t even ask. He responded.
Pastor Fiifi called my sister back to join us. We had several minutes of chats.
Sweetheart, let me get into the kitchen and prepare something for you. Eve told Pastor Fiifi.
Alright dear, let me give you a helping hand. He responded and joined Eve in the kitchen.
God, I can’t wait to get a man like this. God fearing, loving, handsome, rich and famous. I thought.
An hour later, they invited me to the dinning hall.
They had prepared Vegetable stew with spaghetti.
I ate the food with thoughts whiles Pastor Fiifi and Eve ate happily with love.
We left there and came back home.
Baaba, where have the two of you been? Mom asked.
Mom, this is sisters affair, we went out for personal stuff. I teased.
Yes mom, allow us to keep this one a secret. Eve added playfully.
Daddy returned from work that evening with lots of kebabs and drinks.
Where are my beautiful daughters? Daddy is home. He called out.
We run from our various rooms to embrace him.
We sat down together as a family and had fun.
Baaba, has your sister informed you she will soon get married? Daddy asked.
Yes daddy, I am solidly behind her. I responded.
That’s great, I pray you also bring a descent man home after school.
I am proud of how the two of you have been able to maintain your Virg-inities till now. Daddy said boastfully.
Mummy stared at my face and gave a half smile.
ATROCITIES… SEASON TWO
EPISODE 6
From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
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Mummy stared at my face and gave a half smile.
I smiled and winked her back.
Days pa-ssed and I intensified my spirituality. I went to Pastor Fiifi’s church regularly.
Every Sunday and weekdays, morning and evening services.
Baaba, I’m very happy you have become this prayerful, without prayers the devil will always overcome us. Eve complimented.
It is rather unfortunate that, I have to be helping mom in her supermarket since I am done with school.
Because of that, I can’t be going to church during the weekdays like you do, but please, remember me in prayers anytime you go. She added.
Anything for you Eve. I know you are busy that’s why I am praying on your behalf. I responded.
One day, I went for evening service and pastor Fiifi was not there.
After the church service, I decided to check up on him in his house since the church was not far from where he stayed.
Hello Baaba, what a pleasant surprise. He exclaimed and ushered me into the house.
I’m sorry for bumping into you this late pastor, but I didn’t see you in church today, so I asked one of the junior pastors and I was informed that you are not feeling well. So I decided to check up on you. I narrated.
That is thoughtful of you Baaba, but it is nothing serious. I was just stressed up and I needed a little time to rest. He explained.
Before he landed, it started raining heavily.
That’s ok Pastor, I must get going. I said and stood up.
Baaba, it is raining and I can’t allow you to walk in the rain into your car, please allow it to subside. He suggested.
Alright then, let me stay. I responded quickly.
Let me call Eve and tell her you are here with me. He said.
No Pastor, you don’t have to do that. I didn’t in the first place tell her I was coming here, she might not be happy. I responded.
Why won’t she be happy Baaba? She is your sister, and her home is your home. Besides, Eve doesn’t think evil. Pastor Fiifi said.
The truth is that, she asked me to do something for her in the house which I didn’t do because I was running late for the service.
She will ask me why I didn’t come home to do it immediately I closed. I explained.
I un-derstand you Baaba, let’s wait for the rain to subside so that you can go. He responded unhappily.
The rain kept intensifying.
I sat in the sofa pretending to be dozing.
Baaba, the rain is not stopping anytime soon from the look of things, let me give you something to cover yourself so that you can walk into the car. Pastor Fiifi suggested.
Pastor, I am feeling so cold and I don’t know what will happen to me on the way.
Please let me call and inform my family that because of the rain I will be a bit late to the house. I said and walked into the corridor pretending to be talking to the family.
Minutes later, I came back to sit down.
Baaba what was their response. Pastor asked.
They are cool with it as far as I am with you. I responded.
I kept stealing glances at Pastor Fiifi but he was so much focused on the television.
Finally, the rain subsided and he asked me to go.
Baaba, I think you can go now. He said.
Yes I can, thanks for your time. I responded unhappily.
Just when I stepped out, I pretended to have fallen heavily on the floor.
I screamed out so loud in pain and Pastor Fiifi rushed to help me up.
Baaba, are you hurt? Talk to me. He asked worriedly.
Yes I am pastor, my leg, my ribs, I can’t sit nor stand.
He walked me back into the house.
Baaba, let me call your sister? He said worriedly and grabbed his phone.
No Pastor, she will be too worried.
Please just apply some ointment for me and let me start going. I said in pain.
He rushed to his room and brou-ght out an ointment for the ma-ssage.
I screamed so loud in pain.
I began to fly my legs apart showing him my pu-ssy.
To be continued…