UNFORESEEN
CONFESSION (II)
“Kosarachi…” Mr. Maduka called the moment he was offered a seat at
Kosarachi’s parental home.
Mr. Maduka was one of Kosarachi’s
closest uncles and was also a farmer by profession. But he was a small-scale
farmer compared to his late brother Amakiri.
Mr. Maduka, whom was in his early fifties, was undoubtedly a very greedy
and dangerous man that every second in his life his mindset was preoccupied
with an intended evil act. Every indigene of Umuokanne was very much aware of
his evil lifestyle.
Kosarachi was equally warned by
his late father while alive to be very careful with him and he heeded the
candid advice seriously because he sincerely believed in every word that came
from the deceased’s mouth.
Mr. Maduka whose house was sited
very close to that of Kosarachi’s late father, had walked to their sitting room
where he (Kosarachi) was relaxing with his beloved mother Obiageri at about
06:45am of April 28, 1989, barely two weeks after his step-brother’s eternal
exit and just three days after the burial.
“Yes uncle.” Kosarachi responded.
His mother was seated adjacent and closely to him while the guest sat
opposite him but a bit farther.
“This one you came by this time, Uncle,” Kosarachi added. “Hope all is
well?”
Obviously, Maduka’s countenance wasn’t friendly that even a visually
impaired person could notice it.
“Eh-eh m,” Mr. Maduka hastily cleared his
throat. “I’ve come to warn you to stay clear from my land at Umuobodo.” He
tendered frantically.
Umuobodo was one of the clans
situated in Umuokanne Ancient Community. The aforesaid land was where both
Maduka and his late step-brother, Amakiri separately owned farmyards. The land,
which was duly shared among them, was inherited from their late father
Omemgbeoji.
Ab initio when Mr. Amakiri was alive, the greedy brother had made
several failed efforts to deprive him of his portion. He kept on finding fault
at the boundary between the two lands. And, Kosarachi was informed of the
dispute by his late father.
It was actually on that land
that Mr. Amakiri got the snakebite that led to his untimely death.
Kosarachi and his mother were conspicuously
shocked over the uncanny warning, though they were very much aware of what Mr. Maduka
was capable of doing. But the early morning warning, which came exactly
fourteen days after Amakiri’s departure, was the least they expected from him.
“Uncle,” Kosarachi called, frowned. “I’m
surprised at you.”
His mother, Obiageri who was
still shocked, remained calm.
“Is this what you came to tell me at this time of the day?” the seeming
fearless chap continued. “Barely three days after your brother’s burial?”
“I’ve warned you, Kosarachi.” Mr. Maduka
repeated fiercely. “That land belongs to me.” He claimed, tapping his chest
with his right hand.
“Besides,” Kosarachi
interrupted. “My father never told me that the land in question is in dispute.”
He lied.
“Okay,”
Mr. Maduka said. “Maybe he would tell you when you meet him in the grave.” He
hinted harshly.
“What..?” Kosarachi exclaimed in
a high tone.
His mother shook her head in
shock, remained mute.
Obiageri was indeed an easy going woman that tried every means to avoid
troubles let alone when her lovely hubby was no more.
“Obiageri,” Mr. Maduka called.
“You better warn your son.” He concluded, stood up and left for his home
crazily like one whose house was on fire.
“Okay,” Kosarachi ranted. “We
shall see.”
“Kosarachi my son,” Obiageri
called tenderly as soon as the august visitor left. “You have to be very, very
careful.”
“How mama?”
“That man is evil.” she
informed. “I am sure your late father told you about this.” She hurriedly added,
referring to Mr. Maduka’s evil nature.
“Mama, that man cannot do more
than a dead rat.” he replied naively. “You
people are just fearing him for nothing.” He concluded.
Two months later, Kosarachi fell critically
ill. Every medical diagnosis in respect of the illness detected nothing, which
prompted the intervention of their church reverend. In the long run, it was ascertained
that the unending disease that had already claimed much of the family’s wealth
was attributed to a spiritual manipulation. Hence, the family was placed on a
two-week fasting and prayers after which a deliverance was conducted on the
premises of their residence at the night of July 7, 1989.
Something very striking but amazing transpired at that very night while
the family deliverance was taking place. Surprisingly, Mr. Maduka hastily ran
out of his house half-naked to Kosarachi’s compound where the deliverance was
ongoing.
He instantly fell on the ground and sought for their forgiveness having
confessed to them that he was solely responsible for Kosarachi’s illness as
well as his father’s death. The confession, which kept everyone dumbfounded,
was never seen coming by the poor family.
The rest is history, please.
FDN Nwaozor
Executive Director, Docfred Resource Hub (DRH)
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