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Adanna: The Mysterious Aba Girl || Brouhaha In The House Of God || Brouhaha In The House Of God2: the guardian angel || Fucking With The Devil || My Woman My Everything || The Carpenter, The Witch And The Mysterious Mirrow || The Mysterious Twenty Thousand Naira || There And Back On Time: Germany Dilemma || Adanna 2 : Seeds of Adanna || Deji The Pool Boy || The Private Lesson Teacher || The Tales Of Ozila Laveda And The Bank || The Preachers Son || Adesuwa || There And Back On Time Season 2: Europe Wahala || Brouhaha 3: Road to hell ||Sex And The City || Fausat The Fish Seller || Who Love Me Most || Witches And Wizards || The Magnificent Brothers season one || Confession Of Funnab Yahoo Boy || Honest Illusion || Sex Robbery And Delivery Service || Once Upon A Nite Stand || My I.T Sexcapade || Murica My River Wife || How I Cherish My Sister || A Clarion Call To Confusion || Adanna3: The Sacrifice || Secrets And Scandals || The Magnificent Brothers 2 || Sins Of My Past || Diary Of An Assistant Girlfriend || Allen Avenue: Story Of A Call Worker || Cassandra || Church Rats || The University Prestos || The Curious Case Of Boda Meko || Dark Tears Of Babylon || An Ace For Oscar || The Coffin Of Errors || A Merry Chrismax || The Nemesis Of Daddy || Me And My Supernatural Girlfriend || The Road To Stardom || Three Days To Remember || || heart of a lucifer || Murica 2: How Do I Return || Three Days to remember 2 || Brother Paul || My Imsu Desire || Diana the mermaid || Belinda: tender beauty || The Darkest Hour || The Darkest Hour 2 || The Last Smile || Omolara's Faith || Blinkered || Behind Her Smile || Bukky Alakara ||Intermission: The Love ||The University Prestos || M.A.R.Y || The President Son And I || Abominable Act || In The Dark || Act Of Faith || Act Of Faith 2 ||Mr Rajas Daughter 2 || Shattered Dreams || Adanna 4: Unavoidable Nemesis || Brouhaha 4: Die Another Day || Brouhaha 5: Judgement Day || Brouhaha 6: Political War/a

Secrets And Scandals (chapter four)

“I’m sorry, aunty. I cant marry Mazi
Okafor.”
“Then lets not talk anymore about it.” Mrs
Oluchi declared and went to her room.
Nena’s uncle had come by her house earlier
to see her concerning his niece after she left
him embarrassed before Mazi Okafor. He had
been furious that his niece was being foolish
but Mrs Oluchi knew better. Nena could be
timid and docile but she was anything but
foolish. Her uncle would obviously get a lot of
money out of marrying her off that was why
he was being forceful about the whole thing.
Word on the grapevine was that his business
was not doing very well and he was keen on
getting a second wife himself which would cost
him a lot of money. Of course nobody felt
bad for Ugochi, men had taken other wives
for issues less trivial than barrenness. She
would become like any other childless first wife
in the village; ignored, scorned and cast away
like sour palm wine. If she wasn’t such an
unpleasant woman, the friendship of one or
two women would have made her life a little
bearable.
Ekene Agu could marry his second wife for all
she cared but he wasn’t going to trade Nena
like a tuber of yam. She had issues with
Nena putting so much stock in love as an
important requirement for marriage because she
knew she was setting herself up for heartbreak
later when she found out love existed only on
the pages of her books. But she knew there
was nothing her or Ekene could do about it.
Some things were better understood when
experienced besides the girl was right, Mazi
Okafor was old enough to be her grandfather,
with three wives and twenty-one children, five
of which he had lost in the war, he could
barely make a suitable husband for her.
******
The days went by easily each one very much
like that which had gone before. Nena didn’t
return to her uncle’s house but stayed on at
Mrs Oluchi’s even after her uncle conceded
to Mrs Oluchi’s wish that his niece should
not be pushed into marriage. She found
refuge in her work and the church as she
became a regular at St Peters Catholic
Church.
Salvation was high on Father John’s list of
priorities so he took interest in Nena’s
welfare especially after news of how she
botched Mazi Okafor’s plans to make her his
fourth wife infiltrated the village. Father John
was a very nice curate and she found him an
interesting person to talk to.
According to other parishioners, Father John
had only been in St Peters for six years but
he was quickly becoming an important member
of the community. His kind eyes, stocky
frame and beards that were almost completely
grey made him seem like the perfect African
father Christmas and his parishioners warmed
up to him even though he wasn’t from these
parts. He came from the other side of the
Niger, a place called Agbor which he had left
as a young boy to answer his call. Sometimes
she found herself wondering how old Father
John was because with priests and nuns it was
hard to tell even though Father John looked
like a wizened old man. One day he
unexpectedly told her how old he was. He
said he was born in the year the three
regions were amalgamated by Lord Lugard,
1914.
“I’m as old as Nigeria,” he said proudly.
“I hope we’ll both live forever.”
“Its good to hear you saying that, Father.”
Nena was seated with him in his veranda at
the parish residence. “It shows you enjoy
life. My mother was always saying that she
cant get her wings soon enough.”
“Wings!” The priest was puzzled.
“It was her way of saying she’d like to be
in heaven with God and my brothers. She
talked about it quite a lot and finally had her
prayers answered.”
Father John touched her hand reassuringly.
“She’s in a better place if she was that
devout about the things of God.”
“But you’re going on sixty-two now father
and you don’t wish for death half as much as
she did. She was just thirty-eight!”
“She probably felt her life mission was
accomplished, trust me I will start feeling that
way if I don’t have so much to do. I have
so much to do, I don’t feel old.”
“You should have someone to help you.”
Nena said what everyone else in the village
said. Before he became too doddery, they
needed a new curate.
And it wasn’t as if the priest’s housekeeper
was any help. Mrs Obianuju had the face of
agwoturumbe the village’s most dreadful mmuo
(masquerade). She was dressed in black
most of the time, mourning a husband who
had died so long ago nobody seemed to
remember him. A good priest’s housekeeper
was supposed to be someone who was kind
and supportive.
But Mrs Obianuju was none of these. She
seemed to smolder in resentment that she
herself had not been given charge of the
parish. She snorted derisively when anyone
offered to help out in the parish work. It was
a tribute to Father John’s own niceness that
people stepped in to help with parish work
especially the construction of the new village
school.
Then news came that there was indeed a new
priest on his way to the village. Someone
knew someone in Umuahia who had been told
definitely. He was meant to be a very nice
man altogether.
TBC
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