Part 8

A great thanksgiving was held in God’s Household Church. It was a double celebration. Pastor Mrs. Grace was revived and Richard came back to life.

Members of God’s Household sure know how to appreciate God. Songs of praise and worship were rendered to God. Substance wasn’t left out too. It was indeed a great service.

That night, in Reverend Johnson’s home, at about 8:55 pm, they were all sitting in the sitting room when they heard a knock on the door. Usually, Danladi would call with the intercom to inform them someone was there to see them.

The knock kept coming.

Richard called Danladi through the intercom. It kept ringing but he didn’t picking up and the knock kept coming. Richard moved to answer the door. Benita stopped him.

“Richy don’t. Stay back.”

“Why? We need to know who’s there. Maybe Danladi has gone to buy suya.”

“Then we wait till we get a call from him.”

Richard sat down. The knocking stopped for a while. Richard picked the phone and called Danladi again, but he wasn’t picking.

“It’s almost thirty minutes. Where could he have gone to? Richard said. I think I need to go outside and find out.”

“Rich,” Benita called, “You are not going anywhere, and don’t open that door.”

“Are you being serious? Why do you like bossing people around?”

Rev. Johnson cut in, “Son, please listen to your sister.” 

“Yes my son,” said Pastor Mrs. Grace. “She says don’t go out; please don’t go out.”

“This is really unfair mum,” replied Richard. It is always about what Benita sees and says. I am her elder brother. She should stop bossing me around.”

“Richard, this is not about bossing you around; I am only following God’s instruction. We must not open that door no matter what.”

Richard called Danladi again, but it was same as before. He did not pick. He tried his cell phone, but it was switched off. The knock came again. Richard moved to open the door. Benita tried stopping him but Richard opened the door.

Three men on suit greeted Richard. The first one asked about the Reverend. They have come to congratulate him for what God has done.

“Oh, that’s good but it’s late. You can’t see the Reverend now. Please tomorrow morning should be fine.”

“Emmm, we are traveling tonight; we won’t make it to see him tomorrow.”

“Oh really, I see. Please wait here, I need to inform him.”

As Richard tried going in, the men forced themselves in and brought out guns and shot Richard on the leg.

“Arrrrrghh! Oh God, my leg!”

“Shut up,” shouted one of the men. “Reverend, how far na? I hear say today you collect plenty pepper. Abeg rodger your boys. Anything na something.”

He sighted Benita. “Omo, daddy, use your fine daughter take rodger me this night,” he licked his tongue. “Oya baby, arrange yourself.”

“For what?” replied Benita. “Don’t dare come close to me.”

The man slapped her. “E be like say you wan die abi? My friend arrange.”

“I rather die than allow you touch me.”

“I know you love your father, I will shoot your dad and mum if you do not arrange yourself after the count of ten.”

“Don’t bother counting, I will not. Please leave my parents and go ahead and shoot me.” 

“1,… 2,… 3,… 4,… 5,… 6,…”

“Benita, do as they say. Don’t let dad and mom die please,” Richard pleaded crying. 

“I won’t!” she said crying.

Reverend and his wife started pleading with Benita. The man was still counting.

“7,… 8,… 9,…”

“Benita, don’t let them die please,” shouted Richard.

The man dropped the gun and forcefully carried Benita. Benita was raped. 

Disobedience opens door for disaster.

(Story copied from another source).

To be continued in part nine…

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