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The last wedding episode 2

THE LAST WEDDING
(Slaughters)
Episode 2
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Ubiji’s d!¢k dangled in his bo-xers as he ran nonst©p on the street, any person who saw him actually thought he had been driven mad by [email protected] drugs . He took the next available tricycle (Keke), luckily for him, he was the only [email protected]£nger. “Go go go!” he instructed the tricyclist who first of all looked left and right before putting the key in the ignition. He checked if his [email protected]£nger was a thief pursued by policemen or not but since he saw no evidence of that, he set the tricycle in motion.
Ubiji jumped down at the entrance gate of Mr Desmond. He neglected the tricyclist who requested for his money as he ban-ged on the big black gate. Aminu opened.
“Kai, me again! I dey craze? I no go open’nam for me for gate”
“No, you have to open it. I want to speak with Chisom. It’s very urgent and important!”
Aminu looked at him from head to toe then wondered the kind of human being he is. His appearance alone made him un-derstand that the young man had gone nute. “Oga, abeg, this place no be psychiatric” he closed the gate.
“Hey! Open this gate, plea-se!” Ubiji kept ban-ging until it reached to the hearing of Mr Desmond who [email protected]£ out with the wife to know the cause of the pandemonium. They dressed in the same Igbo traditional attire.
“Who’s at the gate, Aminu?” Mr Desmond asked.
“Whalai, oga, na mad man” he replied.
“Mad man?” the couple glanced at each other. “Open the gate” he commanded.
Aminu did as he said before Ubiji found his way inside the compound. There was an expression of amazement on the faces of the couple when they sighted him on bo-xers and singlet. He was really perplexing all over his b©dy. At first, they thought of adopting Aminu’s idea of saying he was a madman but when he spoke to them, his words were not only better than a madman but that of Aminu who claimed to be mentally normal.
“Where is Chisom?” Ubiji began looking around the compound.
“She has traveled to Enugu for a wedding ceremony at [email protected] to be precised” Mr Desmond responded calmly. “What is this all about, Ubiji, and why are you appearing like this?”
“It was like a revelation to, Chisom will meet her doom wherever she’s going to” Ubiji drew closer to the couple for more explanation but Mrs Esther rebuked him.
“Young man, how dare you come here to rant unnecessarily?!” she tried to call on Aminu again to drive him out but the husbanded rebuked her too.
“Shut up, woman!” he turned to Ubiji again. “Can you explain yourself again young man?”
“I believe God revealed to me that you aren’t gonna see your daughter again. She gonna be slaughtered for something diabolic which I don’t know. You have to call her to come back now”
Tranquility [email protected]£ the nature of the voluminous compound after he concluded. His words didn’t make s-en-se to the couple neither to anyone who would have been opportuned to be there, but Mr Desmond adhared to the instructed given by Ubiji because in every nons-en-se, there is a s-en-se as postulated by individuals. He brou-ght out his phone in the pres£nce of all and called Chisom who picked the call instantly.
“Hello Daddy”
“I want you to make a U-turn from wherever you are and come back here!”
“For what, Dad? I mean, why?”
Mr Desmond didn’t know what to say, so he looked at Ubiji and glance at the wife whose expression indicated that she didn’t like the phone call but he ignored her.
“Hello Daddy” Chisom grew impatient on the phone.
“Ubiji is here and he said that there is a revelation that you aren’t going to wedding but to your doom” the father finally replied her daughter.
She laughed on the phone. Her voice could be heard by Ubiji himself. “Daddy, that boy or should I say man, is insane. God didn’t see our pastor to give a revelation or other spiritual men of God, it’s a common teacher who doesn’t know the way to church had such revelation. Is that possible? No, you should un-derstand that he’s just looking for a way to get my attention which I will never give to him. Moreover, we’ve gone far and can’t return. Bye, Daddy”
Before the line went dead, Ubiji [email protected]£d the phone from Mr Desmond. “Hello, hello, Chisom, you have to believe me! Hel.. hello..” the line finally went dead. He handed the cell phone back to him and ran out of the compound dangling his d!¢k once more like a green horn in the course of madnesses. The tricyclist rode him home after his money was promised by Ubiji to be paid at his residence.
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The four tyres of the vehicle driven by Chisom herself rotated circularly with much speed as they approached the boarder between [email protected] and Enugu. They were total number of five girls in the car. Their voices could be heard over the blasting music of a Nigerian popular artist,Timaya, titled ‘Bam Bam’ coming from the interior [email protected] of the vehicle. All looked [email protected] and charming as if, of course, they expected to meet their missing ribs at the wedding ceremony. Beside Chisom in the front seat, sat Kate who was so close to her more than the other three girls at the back seat. She’s dark in complexion, has a narrow face and a moderate bu-tt. Alre-ady, Chisom had told them about the conversation she had with her father on the phone.
“I guess the revelation was as a result of malaria” Kate ch!pped in while they laughed, yet, nodding their heads to the irresistible beat of the music.
“I guess that’s what he teaches the students at school” another girl from the backseat said.
“No, it is a sign of poverty” Chisom objected. “Or better still, the symptoms of madness” she added and they laughed amusingly.
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Back home, Ubiji thought of what to do next. He rested on the walls of his room without a shi-t. His singlet hung on his shoulder while he raised one of his legs up in a way it made a triangular shape on the wall. Suddenly, he began to dress up, picked up his master card to rushed out but bu-mped on his friend, Nelson, at the door.
“Take it easy, bro! Where are you rushing to?”
“I’m traveling to Enugu”
“For what?”
“No time to explain. I’ll call you later” Ubiji quic-kened his steps.
Love, sometimes is crazy. It makes you do the unbelievable, that, after you’re throu-gh, you wonder if you were the one who actually carried out the very act. Ubiji’s decision to travel to Enugu was something that can be describe-d as love. He [email protected] throu-gh [email protected]!pand insult especially at an ATM gallary sp©t before proceeding to a motor park. He waited patiently for the bus to get filled up with [email protected]£ngers before they set out for the journey to Enugu.
Meanwhile, after few hours, Chisom and friends arrived to their destination safely. It was a large area of compound with anything one needs: a swimming pool, an Automobile machine, a boutique, a provision store, a restaurant and many more. The compound was surrounded by a high fence and had one entrance throu-gh which Chisom and co drove in. They [email protected]£ out from the car to see some men at the pool and some drinking at the bar. They were no females in the compound except themselves which made them wonder if actually they were at the right place. Just as they wandered in thought, they heard the gate closed from behind and locked with a big key. The gateman was hvge and tall without a smiling face.
Kate looked at Chisom. “plea-se, call Abigail and tell her we’ve arrived coz I’m freaking out” she said.
Chisom did as she said but the expression on her face got the girls more worried and scared.
“What’s it?” Kate queried.
“Abigail’s number isswitched off” she replied…
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