LYING WONDERS - Episode 3

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“Amen! Amen! Amen! Kalu is my husband!” Folake chanted. “And so it is! When you get home mix the wetness into his food and serve him. When he eats it, his soul shall be bound to you. Even if you ask him to cut out his heart for you, he will gladly do it. That one is settled. Now let’s talk about Nkeshi (Nkechi),” the prophetess said with pride.

At work, Kalu noticed something strange about his thoughts, his mind had been on Folake all day long. He knew he was meant to call Nkechi, but each time he brought himself to do so, unexplainable anger would stop him from doing it. Whenever he mustered courage to confront the mystical anger and make that call, either his boss or a colleague at work would stop him with a request or an assignment. Kalu was very detailed and meticulous, and so was able to pick little changes in his mannerism. His fixation on Folake since he had sex with her the previous night was becoming compulsive and he could not explain why. He could still remember how he caught Folake with another man in his flat, but somehow the power to drive her away seemed to have been taken from him. He knew what to do, but instead of taking the right action, he strangely felt a sexual pull toward Folake. It was as though he could not wait to get home and have another round of sex with her. At some point, Kalu caught himself saying, “This is not normal. Kalu, this is not you. You have to call Nkechi.”

“Nkechi is a strong lady, unlike you, she has kept her body from worldly defilement. The only way we can stop her is to send her a spirit of error and lust. A spirit of error will lead her into sins and poor decisions that at the moment she cannot believe she is capable of. There are men whose eye are upon her; they are not good men. They are men of hit and run character. A spirit of error will put lust for those men in her heart and she will follow one or two of them. Once she offers her body to any of them, I will strike her. It is either I kill her or I lock her heart against Kalu so she will never find him worthy to marry,” the prophetess said. “Prophetess, when do we start? Kalu must take me back to his people and finish what he has begun,” Folake inquired. “Go and return with Nkeshi’s picture and two eggs. I hope you know your money for this job is different? Nkeshi can send fire against my crafts and I will be in trouble for it. You will pay higher this time. This one is a big battle,” the prophetess explained. “I am aware prophetess and I am equal to the task. Do I need to go home and get Nkechi’s picture? I already have it here. I took it from Kalu’s bedroom.”

“Good! However, you must go and buy two fresh eggs. I will call the eggs the names of the men around Nkechi and send her soul after them with the picture you brought. Once she follows any of them and has sex with him, hahaha! Then we will have won! I will strike her so hard she won’t know what hit her.” “Prophetess, where can I get eggs around here?” “Here we have eggs from our temple. They are not ordinary eggs. They will cost you much more than the common eggs in the streets. They have been soaked in power for twenty-one days.” “I want those eggs; how much are they?” Folake asked with eagerness. “One egg from our temple goes for ten thousand Naira.” “I will pay, prophetess please start work immediately.” “Bola o!” “Holy mother!” “Bring the basket of eggs of power!” The Prophetess stood to her feet and began to dance and to make incantations in her native tongue. “Folake, bring out sixty thousand Naira and keep it on the white mat along with Nkeshi’s picture,” the Prophetess instructed as she continued to bounce around like a sumo wrestler. Shortly Bola arrived with a basket of very white eggs and set it in front of Folake. “Pick two eggs from the basket and drop them on the white mat,” the Prophetess instructed Folake again. Folake carefully picked two fat eggs and dropped them on the mat.

“Aha! You have done your part, Folake. Now be on your way home. We will do the rest from this point onward. Tonight, make sure you cover yourself with spiritual protection. This night, when the moon releases its full strength over this sea, I will summon the powers in the sea to do our bidding over Nkeshi’s picture and these eggs,” the prophetess assured. Folake bowed and left for Kalu’s house. When she got home, she scooped out some of the food she had prepared for Kalu into a smaller pot, took some of her wetness prepared with the sweet powder and mixed it into the food. When she was done stirring and turning the concoction in the food, she covered the pot. Wasting no time, she went into her room to hide the remaining concoction. Back at the kitchen, she ate the leftover food in the larger pot. She washed it and turned it upside down. Happy with what she had achieved for the day, she garbed herself in a very tight bum short and a see-through singlet and went to the living room to watch a flick on AfricaMagic channel.

About 9:20 pm, Kalu returned home, burnt out with work. When he knocked on the door and Folake opened to let him in, he felt a magical wave run through his body. It was much more than just seeing Folake scantily covered. After a brief passionate kiss, Folake asked him how his day was. “I could not stop thinking about you Fola. What have you done to me? It feels like the first time we fell in love,” Kalu observed. “I told you I will spoil you with love, didn’t I? Well, you can say I am bent on fulfilling my promise.” “Any food in the house? I can eat a whale all by myself right now.” “Do you really think I will be around and watch you sleep on an empty stomach. I fixed a meal for you of course. But you have to go have your birth while I steam it and dish it for you.” “No baby, I will like to eat first. I really am hungry.” “Okay, go change your clothe. Maybe after eating, I will bathe you,” Folake said winking at him. Kalu grinned happily and said, “Wow! That will be nice! I think I can use some of that TLC now.” “And I will generously give it to you.” Kalu hurried into his bedroom to change, still wondering how he could have come to forgive and love Folake suddenly.

After changing into some casual wear, he sat on the edge of his bed and began to swipe through his phone. Starring long at Nkechi’s picture, he whispered to himself, “Somehow I could not call you today. I am doing the things I am ashamed of. Folake is in my house right now and I can’t stop thinking about her. I know it is wrong, but it seems I am in love with her again.” Finally, he placed a call to Nkechi. For no reason, his phone blinked twice and went off. He tried to switch it on, but it just won’t come on. Then the door to his bedroom slowly opened and Folake stepped in. “Baby, what’s keeping you. Your food is ready.” When Kalu lifted his eyes to look at her, her scantily covered pair of breasts seemed brand new and inviting. Her curvy waist and flat stomach sent a quiver up and down his spine. In spite of himself, he said, “Baby, come here.” Like a seductress she was, Folake ambled toward his bed and knelt before him like a humble woman. Kalu raised her to her feet and began to kiss and fondle her. She broke from the kiss. “You need to eat your food baby, you said you were hungry,” she reminded him. Kalu’s hands worked over her body feverishly, peeling off every clothe that stood in his way from touching what his eyes had seen.

“I will eat after I have had a taste of this one. I have missed it a lot all day,” Kalu finally said. Folake raised her voice a bit and demanded, “I want you to come with me now! You need to eat! You are hungry aren’t you?” “I am baby, but can I touch you for a moment?” Folake ignored him; taking him by the hand she led him to the dining, stark naked. At the dining, Kalu seemed more interested in Folake’s body than in the food. Folake was losing her cool and was beginning to wonder if something was keeping Kalu from eating the food. Being easily turned on for sex, she was slowly falling for Kalu’s touch. To make him eat the food, she scooped some of it with her bare hand and plastered it over her breasts which Kalu would not stop sucking. Kalu licked up the food, eager to get them out of his way. Seeing it was working, Folake began to shove the food into his mouth. To Kalu, they were playing love, but in reality, he was being fed death and destruction. In the bedroom, Kalu’s phone which strangely went off, had come on and was ringing away as Nkechi continued to call her lover.

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