Striking Revelation

STRIKING REVELATION

     “Dad,” Dabere called.

     “Yes son.”

     “Mum,” he reiterated, facing his mother.

     “Yes Dab.” responded the mum.

     “I have come to inform you about my latest plan.” He hinted, stylishly shook his car keys.

     The three were seated in the family’s sitting room. Dabere Uzor, the last child of the couple – Mr. and Mrs. Uzor who could boast of three children, had left his place of residence that fateful day being Wednesday to meet with them on an appointment. The 35-year-old bachelor was resident in the same city with the parents but he rented his personal apartment somewhere away from theirs; he only came around when necessary to check on them or whenever he had something very tangible to discuss with them just as this very one. His elder siblings – a female and a male respectively, were both happily married; needless to say that his parents were living alone, although in the company of a house-help.

     The couple were seated together in the parlour cushion whilst the young man clad in red native attire was separately seated directly adjacent to them.

     “What is it about?” Mr. Uzor inquired, while his wife listened attentively.

      Dabere smiled. “I want to settle down.” He disclosed hesitantly.

     “Are you serious?” quoth Mr. Uzor excitedly.

     “Yes dad.”

      Mrs. Uzor dished out a dazzling smile. “With who, my son?” She anxiously inquired.

     “Chinyere, of course.”

     Chinyere who happened to be of the same age with him was the lady he introduced to them few months back. Interestingly, her birthday coincided with his, which was one of the main reasons that made him see her as his ‘missing rib’. And his parents approved of her having met her thrice.

     “Oh, that’s lovely!” Mrs. Uzor exclaimed.

      Mr. Uzor was elated. “You are indeed a true son of your father.” He teased.

     “You can say that again, dad.”

     “This is good news,” quoth Mrs. Uzor. “Let me get something for you to eat.” She informed, stood up and walked into her kitchen.

     Some minutes later, she returned to the parlour with a tray containing a delicacy – wheat and vegetable soup. “But son,” she called as she served the salivating meal.

     “Yes mum.”

     “I suggest you see our family pastor by the weekend,” Mrs. Uzor thought aloud. “And tell him about your intention.”

     “I think your mum is right.” Mr. Uzor concurred.

     “Okay, I will do that,” Dabere assented. “Probably, on Saturday.”

     “That’s my boy!” His mum applauded cheerfully.

      The meeting lasted for almost three hours. He left there for his apartment, which was about fifteen kilometers away, at 6:15pm.

                           * * * * *

     “Good day, pastor.” Dabere greeted the moment he stepped into the pastor’s office.

     “Oh, welcome Dab!” Pastor Nduka replied. “Please, make yourself comfortable.”

     Pastor Nduka was the family’s cleric he was asked to see. He had earlier called to inform him of his coming.

     “Thank you, pastor.” Dabere appreciated as he assumed his seat.

     “Dab, why are you having an affair with your sister?” Pastor Nduka said as soon as the guest sat down, appeared like someone in the spiritual realm.

     “How?” Dabere enquired. “How do you mean, pastor?”

     “I can see you dating your blood sister.”

     “Dating my blood sister?”

     “Yes,” responded the cleric. “You are even engaged to her.” He visualized.

     “I don’t understand, pastor,” quoth Dabere. “You are making me so confused.”

     “Calm down.” Pastor Nduka enjoined. “There’s a lady in your life, right?”

     “Yes, Chinyere.” Dabere replied. “That’s the lady I want to marry.” He added, paused. “That’s the reason I am here.”

      The cleric smiled unfriendly. “No, you won’t marry her.”

     “What’s wrong, pastor?”

     “That very lady is your sister,’ the cleric revealed hesitantly. “In fact, she’s your twin sister.”

     “Twin sister..?”

     “Yes.” Pastor Nduka insisted, nodding frantically.

     “How?”

     “I think your parents would tell you better,” quoth the cleric. “I suggest you go and see them.”

     The striking revelation had to do with the unknown fact that Dabere and Chinyere were twins. Thirty-five years back when Mrs. Uzor gave birth to them, she was told by the nurses in the maternity that one of the twins couldn’t make it, unknowingly to her that the female twin was sold out by the health workers. The abductor who was a single mother later named the kid ‘Chinyere’.

     On her part, Chinyere’s fake mum – Adaego never even told her that she was adopted let alone disclosing that she was an abducted child. Rather, she lied to her that she was her biological daughter, though begotten out of wedlock; all efforts made by Chinyere to meet with whosoever that was her biological father proved abortive. When Adaego abducted her 35 years back in the maternity, she never knew anything about her parental background neither was she told that the kid in question was a twin, thus she (Adaego) never in any way suspected where Dabere was coming from even when she learnt he was born on the same day with her acclaimed daughter.

     On hearing that his parents would be in a better position to tell him more, Dabere hurriedly left the church for his parental home in his car. If not God’s intervention, he would have been involved in a fatal auto-crash while on his way.

     “Dab, is everything alright?” Mr. Uzor said the moment Dabere walked into the sitting room where he was unwinding with his wife.      
     “Dab, what is it?” Mrs. Uzor reiterated.

      Dabere furiously sat down. “I am just coming from Pastor Nduka’s office.” He managed to utter.

     “So?” Mr. Uzor said curiously, while his wife was attentive.

     “He said I am engaged to my blood sister.”

      “Engaged to your what?” Mr. Uzor enquired, astonished.

      “My blood sister.”

      “That you are engaged to your blood sister..?”

      “Yes.”

      “How?” His mum chipped in.

      “He said Chinyere is my twin sister.”

      “Chinyere, your twin sister..?” Mr. Uzor ranted.

      “Yes,” responded Dabere. “He further told me that you both would be in a good position to explain.”

      “Oh, my God.” Mrs. Uzor screamed. “We are finished.”

       Dabere had earlier been notified by his parents that he was born a twin but his twin sister died immediately after birth, as they reportedly learnt. So the disclosure made by the cleric didn’t totally sound weird to him.

      Every finding thereafter confirmed that Chinyere was indeed Dabere’s twin sister. The hospital in question was shut down indefinitely by the relevant law enforcement agency having captured the medical director, and Adaego – Chinyere’s abductor was as well arrested by the police. Chinyere was reunited with her original family after placing her alongside her twin brother on a rigorous deliverance.

     However, few days later, Dabere who couldn’t mentally withstand the memories of the incest was overtaken by dementia; he consequently took to the street. The unannounced repercussion, which was self-inflicted, threw the entire Uzor family in a disastrous mood. 

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