Story: GHOST RUN!…. Episode 5…. ©️Opeyemi Akintunde




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I took my leg off the gas as trying to go past the roadblock would be homicide.

“ Who are they and what do they want?” I said in fear.

“ Probably another set of witches… and by the look on their faces, these ones look very mean and unhappy…” AdeYanju said

As we looked on with no intention of stepping out of the car, one of the men who appeared like their spokesman walked towards the vehicle. Every step he took towards us created serious fear in us…

“ I come in peace and so do my people!” The heavily built man who was handsome looking said

I only responded by nodding…

“ I am OluwaSeun, Formally Orisaseun. We are the members of the Mororo Church. We were more than this before, but after the death of the last pastor, some members left. We don’t want to leave, but we need someone to feed us. How can we be saved if we haven’t heard or be preached to?” He said…

I looked towards the group and I felt pity for them. If what this man was saying was true, then it was a pity that the villagers wanted the genuine Word of God, but unfortunately they were starved…

However, I suddenly remembered the Adegbile sisters. They had also deceived us into believing they were members of the Mororo Church…

“ I am not going to fall for this again!” I said as I engaged the reverse gear hoping to deceive them, thereafter pull a very fast one on them..,

“ I think they are genuine!” AdeYanju said to me in a whisper

I rolled my eyes in irritation at AdeYanju.

“ Would he know what was real or fake even if it was stuck into his nose?” I thought silently… I rolled down the glass and with a release of air, I spoke to the man…

“ Sir, the thing is… We are the wrong people for Mororo. We are not spiritually matured to lead or preach to you people. We came here thinking Mororo was a child’s play but with what we have seen in less than 24 hours, we are taking the report back to the parent church to send a more equipped couple to you!” I said hoping the man would understand my point…

Instead of giving an answer or showing a sign of acceptance or otherwise, he stepped away from the car to return to the “roadblock” group.

There was a distant chatter going on, I tried to read the response from the group….

“ They are not buying it…” AdeYanju said and it was obvious. I felt irritated that he was speaking out the obvious

“ AdeYanju, I need positivity right now and if you are not ready to give it me, please just keep your words to yourself!” I said

“ I think we should stay!” AdeYanju said again “The man quoted a sensitive scripture moments ago.. He was quoting from Romans 10:13-14 which says….For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.
How then shall they call on him in whom they have not believed? and how shall they believe in him of whom they have not heard? and how shall they hear without a preacher?…. Adenike this people need a preacher!” AdeYanju said and if he was my brother and not my husband, I would have treated him to a nice treat of hard slaps on his face….

“ AdeYanju, it amazes me that despite knowing the whole scripture, you speak the wrong one at the wrong time… this same scripture you just quoted, you quoted the wrong verse… The verse that concerns us is verse 15a which says dear Husband…”And how shall they preach, except they be sent?”….

I noticed AdeYanju still did not get my point…so I decided to help him

“AdeYanju, we were not sent to Mororo, we only came here to prove a point, I brought you here to make you look like a real man!” I said with the tone that said we were going back home…

The handsome heavily built man was walking back to us, but this time with few of the group members…

“ They want to speak to you” the man said

A teenage girl of not more than 12 years said…

“ Please sir and ma’am , don’t go, I want to know more about Jesus. I love Jesus and want someone to tell me more about Jesus, so that I can also tell others about Jesus especially my Sister, Sade.” She said pointing towards the bush.

I followed the direction of her hand. I saw the witch girl that had stopped our car the day before. She was hiding behind a tree…

“ Your sister?” I said

“ Yes, my elder sister , she is a witch but she tells me she doesn’t want to be anymore! And I know it is only Jesus that can help her… but Aunty I don’t know Jesus enough to be able to help Sade… Please stay and teach me about Jesus so I can help my sister..” the girl said and the soft part of my heart felt her pain…

“But….!”

 

To be continued…

 

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Written by Opeyemi O.Akintunde
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