Mazi Ileka sneaked into his daughter-in-law's hut unnoticed. He did not want his wife to know that he visited her. He sat quietly on her bed and gave her an admiring stare as she meditated.Anine knew someone entered her hut, but she thought it was her daughter. However, she was taken aback when she opened her eyes and saw her father-in-law looking admiring at her. She stood up immediately and was about to run out of her cottage when he called her back. "Anine!" "Father!" "Come" Anine stood at the door. "Why are you here?" She asked. "I heard what you told Uzo, I'm glad you made such a decision. I have been worried. You don't know how I felt when she told me what you'd decided. Please stick to your decision, I'm in support of it." Anine lowered her face. Thank you." Mazi Ileka said in a lower tone. Anine nodded and glanced up at her father-in-law, obviously still unsure of the situation. Other men would try to convince her, but here he was appreciating her for choosing to stay
Onochie's mother and her grandchild got to the market earlier than other market sellers. She displayed her goods as usual. One of the market officials who was nicknamed Odum because his body was hard and muscular as a result of much training, walked up to her. "Woman, the head of the market wants to see you now. Please do not come with the girl." Odum announced. "Onum, please wait here, I'm coming." Uzo left with the market official. She was not surprised when she saw the woman who warned her not to come to the market with her grandchild sitting impatiently in the market court. When Odum told her that she had been summoned by the head of the market, she knew it had something to do with the exchange of words she and the woman had yesterday. "Sit down." The head of the market, who was known as Mazi Ibe ordered. Onochie's mother sat beside the woman. "This woman here said you and your daughter insulted her yesterday, is it true?" "It is not true..." "You are such a liar!" The woman
"Onum, please go and meet Dee Anine, I want to be left alone," Uzo told her grandchild. "No mother, I want to stay with my husband." "That's enough, he is your father and not your husband. You don't have a husband yet." "Who were they referring to as my husband then?" Ije asked. "A wicked deity said he would marry you when you grow up, but we won't allow that to happen." Onochie's mother explained. "I don't want to marry anybody except my husband," Ije said with a sad face. "Stop calling him your husband, will you?" Onochie's mother yelled at her grandchild. "No!" Ije yelled back at her. "Please do not make things difficult for me. He is not your husband, he is your father. He wants you to call him father..." "Just like I want you to call me Ije!" Ije interrupted. "Your name is not Ije. Ije is not a good name. Your father named you Onum. "Father calls me Ije, or is he also not my father?" "He is your father." Onochie's mother said with a sad tone. Ije reminds her so much of
“Mazi Ileka turned; he could not believe his ears. He was happy and curious about the new development. Since his wife told Ije that he was her husband, he could not remember the last time Ije called him father. He smiled, hoping to get a smile back. Ije sighed as if to say that smiling was the least of her problem. “What is it, my daughter?” Mazi Ileka asked. “Father I want to see you” There was a seriousness in her voice. It was as if he was looking at a totally different person. “What happened?” Mazi Ileka asked with a surprised tone. Ije lowered her gaze. She was really sad. “Did anyone say anything to you?” “No” “Then why do you wear a sad look?” “I want to leave this community.” “Why?” “Nothing…. I…I… woke up this morning and I felt like going to another community, where I won’t be treated as an outcast.” Ije said with few drops of tears in her eyes. Her grandfather took her to his hut. “Please sit down,” Mazi Ileka said after wiping off her tears. “Were you thinking ab
“The mission is yours,” Mazi Ileka answered after gaping at his wife. “This is my personal destiny. It is mine and mine alone. No one goes with me, except those chosen by the gods. “ Ije explained. The explanation shocked Mazi Ileka and his wife. Uzo swallowed a hard drool. “Ije, who told you all these things you are saying?” Uzo asked. “A voice speaks to me always.” “Since when did you start hearing voices?” Mazi Ileka asked. “I can’t remember, but it has been long.“ “Did the voice tell you to leave this community?” Uzo asked. “Yes” The woman glanced at her husband in perplexity. “This is unbelievable!” Mazi Ileka shook his shoulder. “When did you hear the voice?” Uzo asked. “Last night, I saw something that looks like a stick with burning flame coming towards me, and I heard a voice; leave this kingdom now!” Ije explained. Uzo and her husband exchanged glances again. “Ajonwa’s enchanted staff,” Uzo muttered and her husband nodded. “It came out again last night and destro
Annie got on fours as she cried profusely. The secret revealed by her daughter came as shock to her. She had been wishing to join her husband since he died. She felt she had no reason to continue living. Her only daughter, which would have been her motivation, was also chosen by the wicked deity. Uzo had compassion for her and ran to her rescue. She helped her up to her feet, wiped her tears with her sackcloth, and led her to her house. Mazi Ileka and his grandchild watched as they walked towards Anine's compartment. He stooped beside his grandchild. "Lesson number one..." "Number two," Ije intruded. "A seer does not say everything he or she sees. Some revelations trigger emotion. When you see such revelations, use parables to pass your message. Soon the gods would teach you how to say some things in parables and withhold some things you see. When your father died, I traveled to Ndikwe community to meet a seer. The seer told me that your father had found peace, and he was restin
"Ikenga!" Ezeudo's third wife called. Ikenga was the crown prince of Ohanta. He was very handsome, arrogant, and full of himself. Ezeudo was one of the best kings that had ever ruled Ohanta. People wondered if Ikenga was truly his flesh and blood because he was nothing like his father. At the age of fifteen, Ikenga hardly paid attention to anything that was happening in the Kingdom. His younger brother Ubaka was more conventional. "Mother!" Ikenga answered when he stepped out of the chamber he shared with Ubaka. "Come to my chamber now!" Ugo said loudly. Ikenga followed her immediately. He walked majestically to his mother's chamber. "What is it, mother?" Ikenga asked curiously. "I overheard your father telling your stepmother that you must get married to that little witch if you must rule this kingdom." "What?" "You heard me, Ikenga!" "Who is the little witch you are talking about?" Ikenga asked. "Who doesn't know Ije, the little witch in this kingdom? The only girl that inh
Ugo and her royal maid set out to Mazi Ileka's house. She was astounded by the sizeableness of the compound. She stood still and admired the trees that made the compound quite cozy. "Greetings, My Queen," Anine who just came out of the latrine greeted. She was taken aback by the presence of the Queen. The elegant and proud Ugo had never visited Mazi Ileka since she got married to the king. Anine wondered why she visited them. "You are?" The Queen asked sarcastically. "Anine, My Queen." "Oh you are the mother of the messenger I have heard so much about, I see. Where is your daughter?" "I don't know, my Queen, but she is somewhere around the neighborhood," Anine responded looking at the entrance of the compound. "Where is your father-in-law?" Ugo asked. "He has been out since morning, but he would be home soon." Ugo walked closer to Anine. "Draw two seats, I want to ask you a few questions," Ugo said after looking around the compound. She wanted to make sure no one was at home w