Settling down wasn’t difficult for mama. Has she entered her room; I took her driver to the room at the boy’s quarters. The first complain from mama was the colour of the bed sheet and curtains. She hates red as she said though. Thus we had to look for brighter colours to change the fabrics in the room.
Rushing out of room’s adventure; I had to make breakfast for
my mother in law. I got the normal cereal and set all for tea. Toasted the
bread and fried the sausage. Garnished the sides with fried eggs also. While
all was set walked into mama’s room to tell her table was set. She said thank
you my daughter.
She walked to the dinning and called us to join her. I just
finished having my bath so Patrick was on the table first. I got myself clothed
and hurriedly came out of the room to join mama for breakfast. Surprisingly she
was not eating. She said on Sundays she eats fried rice for breakfast, pounded
yam for lunch and fries for dinner. I nearly fainted when I heard this. It simply
means there is a time table for mama’s food and I’m about to obey.
I started the fried rice preparation, and in thirty minutes
it was ready. I served her and she commented on how good it was. That was the
only good thing about the morning. I have totally lost my appetite, but I knew I
had to eat. I got a glass of juice for myself and tried to rest a little. When the
sitting room bell banged twelve noon; mama walked outside to the living room
for the second part of disturbance in one day. Patrick ooooh, Mati ooooh, that’s
the worst way to call my name. Grudgingly we came out to see mama wearing her goggles,
with three bibles and two devotionals. Since we didn’t go to church today, let
us pray.
We sang three boring songs before she noticed I didn’t cover
my hair. I got a scarf and joined them again. We had to sing those songs again
and afterwards the prayers started.
We started with Our Father,
followed by three Hail Mary and one glory be to the father…….
Mama: In Jesus name
Father we thank you for
this wonderful Sunday. You had made it Sunday and not Monday. If you wanted it
to be Monday, it would have been Monday but you preferred Sunday. Accept our
thanks in Jesus name. Lord we particularly gather this morning to pray for
fruits of the womb. We stand against the spirit of barrenness, Father, come and
break it loose. We pray against any familiar or unfamiliar spirit, there are
people who are ogbanje and they didn’t know some are witches and they didn’t know…
hmmm Father we commit Matilda our daughter into your fatherly hands, that any
occult she might have joined consciously or unconsciously come and break her
loose in Jesus name. Being pregnant is not difficult we know, and she is still
not pregnant Father, I waste the blood of Jesus on her. Loose her o lord. Break
her away from them. Let her be your child. Any covenant she might have struck
with those people Father, come and break it in Jesus name. We glorify you Father
…… in Jesus name we pray amen
So Patrick said baby say the Grace for us
Matilda: may the grace
of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God and the sweet fellowship of the Holy Spirit,
rest and abide with us; teach us to be good mothers, teach us not to come and ruin
people’s home, teach us not to suspect our daughters as ogbanje or occultic in
nature, teach us how to stay in our houses and teach our husbands also to talk
when necessary…. This and many more we ask through Christ our lord.
And nobody said Amen.
The service was over without opening the bible. Messages have
been sent across to whoever can understand. I need to stand up to this woman
before she frustrates life out of me. Here is the man I married who always
allows things to pass. I called Patrick to the room and told him I won’t be
staying at home with mama. Truthfully I’ll be going out before you and when you
get back home; call me I’ll come back. We argued a little and later agreed that
I can go to my father’s house for the first week of mama’s arrival. After nine
o clock news, sleep was a necessity for mama.
We greeted good night like cat
and mouse and in all states I was ready for her. I went in to sleep before Patrick
but I always know when he enters. It was around two o clock in the middle of
the night that mama shouted from her room. Patrick and I woke up and ran to her
room. We saw her sitting on the bed saying she had a nightmare. Someone wanted
to strangle her to death. We sat close to her and sincerely I was petting her. It
got messy after a while that she was sleeping off on Patrick’s arm. We lay her
on the bad and were leaving the room when mama woke up and said:
I’m coming with you people, only me cannot sleep in this room
abeg…………
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