It was Bode dt woke me up d following morning.
He told me his dad's burial had been fixed for d next
weekend n there's no money.
He told me how his dad's family members started blaming his
mum for not giving them adequate information about his dad's
illness before d old man eventually passed away.
All these stories made me love d woman more.
At last, he decided to go I saw him off to d door, n he suddenly
turned back, hugged me n gave me a peck.
I came back to d room n started thinking of how i could help
Bode n his mum concerning d burial.
D only source i had was my dad, but i wasn't sure he would even
send money again ds month ending as i was having a feeling he
sent d last one bcs of my birthday.
But then, i wouldn't be able to wait till d end of d month to know
if he would send money or not as d burial was fixed for 29th
April.
So then what can i do oooo?.
"Oh Yes!..I have an idea I will call my dad dt i need money. But
what if he asked what i need it for what will i say?..
I will tell him somebody is sick n dt d doctor said he needs
surgery, but there's no money, so, i wish i could render any little
assistance within my reach...Can u be of help sir?".
Dt was exactly what i did.
He said "Who is ds sick person?".
"It's one of d corpers sir" I lied.
"Ok. since it's something dt has to do with life, i will try n send
any amount i can between now n tomorrow. My regards to him.
We'll remember him in our prayers".
"Thank u dad love u sir." I hung up.
Then my conscience pricked me gently "U just told a lie!.. How
disappointed would ur dad be if he found out!."
I felt bad, but i quickly consoled myself by a thought "what
could i have done?. How would he know?.Who will tell him?..he
cant know!."
Almost immediately i was relieved.
I expected an alert from d bank throughout dt day, to no
avail, d following day too no alert, but on d third day, i received
an alert of #50,000.
Wow!. I quickly called Bode after withdrawing d money to come
n meet me at home after school hours by then it was just 2
days to d burial,27th April.
When he got to my room i said "how much have u been able to
get now for d burial?."
He said nothing..dt his mum's sister who promised to send an
amount of money last week failed but just received a message
from her dt morning dt she would see what she can do by
tomorrow.
I opened my bag n gave him d #50,000 my dad sent.
He opened his mouth n couldn't shut it.
He held me very tightly, kissed me....and before we both knew
it we did it!.
After d action, Bode started begging me. I could see he
actually regretted but d deed had been done already. I
told him to go, i just didn't want to see him.
He left.
I locked d door behind him n started weeping. I wept till my
eyeballs turned red n my head began to ache.
I was confused, i didnt know what to do, i was just
weeping I couldn't even pray, i never thought i could do such
a thing, i thought i was strong enough to stand. Oh my
God!...How wrong i was!!.
D next day was Friday, i couldn't go to school I had
headache so i called my HOD to inform her i would be
absent. She promised to tell d Principal n wished me quick
recovery.
I couldn't attend d burial nor singing practise on Saturday, i
just locked myself up in my room n was weeping from time
to time.
On Sunday, i was unusually absent from church some choir
members came to check on me after service.
They met me under my blanket, shivering, now i had
developed emergency fever.
One of them quickly called Pastor Williams who rushed down
to my place with his wife.
They took me to d health centre. I was treated against
malaria, given some drugs n injection and was told to come
on Monday n Tuesday to complete d injection.
D Williams brought me back home n asked if i wouldnt mind
to go with them to their place so i wouldn't be d only one at
home, i said no,dt i would be fine so, they left after praying
for me.
I slept off n woke up late in d night. Now i felt like eating
something I looked at my phone it was 11.17pm.
I got up, ate bread with fruit juice n went back to bed.
I couldn't sleep I was turning from right to left, left to right
on d bed.
Again, i remembered "Let him that thinketh he standeth
take heed lest he fall" 1 Cor 10:12.
I started weeping again I thought i was standing, now i have
fallen I so much trusted myself, i was so careless.
I opened my mouth n began to pray "Lord Jesus, i have
disappointed u, pls forgive me, have mercy on me I am
sorry, now i know better, help me Lord forgive me Lord have
mercy on me...."
I didn't even know when i slept off.
When i woke up, i knew i had a dream in which i saw Pastor
Mrs Williams talking to me but i couldn't remember a single
word out of everything she said.
As i was trying to recollect what she was telling me in d
dream, i heard a gentle voice in my spirit "Go and open up
to her"....
"Ahhhh!.How on earth would i be able to do dt?.I cant
Lord!.I cant!!.".
I didnt hear d voice again, at least at dt moment. D next
thing i heard was a knock on my door.
Who is dt?.I spoke softly.
I didn't hear any response from d other end.
I moved to d door, unlocked it n opened.
Guess who was standing there.
To be continued in Part 5.
Thanks for ur patience n understanding.
Remain blessed.
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