There was a knock on the door and a
tall, slim, teenage girl and two little boys
came in with a basket and a polythene
“Good morning doctor” the girl greeted
me in an almost sweet manner
“Morning dearest. How are you?” I
“I am fine ma” she replied
The two boys went and positioned
themselves at the sides of the bed.
“These are my children.” She said and I
“They are very lovely” I replied
“If you say so” she replied, bluntly
“I am very serious now. Your children
are lovely, lovable and good looking”
I said and she winked at me
“Stop it” she whispered, trying to shush
I was dazed
“What’s your name lovely?” I faced her
daughter and she looked down,
fumbling at her dress.
“Taiwo” she said and I held her
shoulder, pressing them softly.
But I smiled
“Taiwo, please go out with your
brothers while I discuss with mummy” I
said and they obliged
I went close to Mrs. Olowo
“Why were you trying to stop me from
talking?” I asked and she looked
offended a bit
“I don’t like the way you were praising
them in their presence. It is very
wrong!” she said, closing her eyes to
everything I would have said to defend
I smiled and tried to hold her hands
“When you praise the children
especially young girls, they tend to
become very arrogant and then they
become immoral” she said and I
“No wonder!” I said and she looked at
me, her forehead wrinkled because of
the frown on her face.
“What?” “She winced at my touch,
embarrassed by my compliments of her
body and oh…no wonder!” I exclaimed
I just wondered where some mothers get
their orientations from about the girl-child
upbringing “So what?” she asked
“What you don’t know is that if you
don’t tell her now, she would have
people to tell her out there.
The guys you are trying to shield her from would
be the same people who would tell her
about things in she had never even known
about their body” I
explained and she could only look on
“Hmmmm” she said, not so convinced
The door opened
“Dr. Flora, the Consultant wants to see
you now” a nurse came to inform me
“Thanks Ennie” I said to her smiling, she left.
“I think your kids have brought you
some food. Try to eat. I will see you later.”
As I left the ward, her children entered
and the door was closed.
I was tempted to go close to the door
again and eavesdrop.
“What food is here?” she asked
“Rice, pepper sauce and goat meat.
There is pap and moin-moin too” the
daughter said and I was bemused
I thought she was supposed to be poor
“Inside the nylon her is cotton wool,
more cannulas, syringes and tissue
papers. She said she would see you in
the evening” the daughter explained on
Oh, someone was helping!
“This Mrs. Hasiya o! Oh my God! What
can I say to her but that you bless her
for me? What else oh Lord?” she said,
“She even gave us Semovita and
Ogbonno Soup last night. Mummy Uku
Amsin still came yesterday” she said
and I heard a long hiss
“What was she looking for? Only
looking for how members would fill
their churches and not concerned about
her welfare. I hate those kinds of
“She wanted to buy chinchin as usual”
Taiwo said and the small boys laughed
“I wonder why some Christians find it
difficult to help their so called brethren
when they cant be there for them in
times of need, especially the rich ones!
Ah! People of other religions are doing
better than them any time, any day!”
Mrs. Olowo said again, somehow
My heart was crushed!
I was as guilty of what they were saying
as much as the Rev. Mummy.
Most times we are carried away by
winning souls and getting people free
from some vices while we neglect their
physical needs. What they need to make
their faith grow!
God have mercy!
“God will bless her for me. When I had
nowhere to go to for your NECO exams
fee, she came in and paid it all. If not,
that is how Kehinde would have
disgraced me totally. Did she even
return the money to the guy?” I heard
“She said she did”
“But did she?” I heard her mummy ask,
raising her voice
“No. she bought a new phone” I heard
her say silently and I smiled
That should be expected!
As I straightened to start going, the
nurse ran towards me again.
“Madam, there is an emergency.”
I followed immediately and set to work
“Why would you attempt abortion with
a hanger for goodness’ sake” I said as I
sanitized my hands
I never imagined that I would do any
surgical operation that day but I just
finished one almost life threatening one
“I told her not to abort it o but I was
shocked when she suddenly started
bleeding in my shop this evening” a
young guy with a hairstyle like agama
I looked at him
“Are you the one responsible for the
pregnancy?” I asked and he nodded
“She is my girlfriend”
“So, why did you get her pregnant?” I
asked and he looked at me as if I was
the most absurd person on earth
“I love her. She is my girlfriend. How
do I show her love if not through this?”
I shook my head
“And who says that having sex with a
lady means showing her love? If you
love her, you would go and asked for
her hand in marriage form her parents.
You are very wrong!” I said forcefully
and the boy smiled
“She loves it too. Even if I don’t touch
her, she would come close to me, just
for me to touch her” he said and I
“Who are your parents, they need to be
informed about your condition” I said
and the girl raised her head.
“No ma. Don’t tell them. I will go home
with Haruna. He is my husband” she
said and I was shocked
“You love this person over your
“Yes. He is the only person that loves
me in the whole wide world. He sees the
good in every part of me” she
explained, gasping for air.
“That he says that to you does not mean
he loves you. It could be lust.” I said
and she shook her head.
“I prefer the expressed lust he has to
the unexpressed love my parents say
they have towards me” she said again
and I simply shook my head
“What is your name?” I asked
“Kehinde” she replied
“Surname?” I asked again
“Olowo” she replied again
And my tightened muscles loosened as
my mouth caved into a small, perfect
“Did you go into any blood covenant?”
that was the first question the pastor
asked as he set his eyes on her
Even I was becoming a prophetess!
I knew it was nothing but blood
“Sir, she had some incisions done on
It was then I realized that I had not
even asked when she got the incisions
“Yes. The incisions are obvious and her
parents had the incisions done on her
body from birth in order to dedicate
her to their family gods even though
they were Christians at that time.
Right?” the pastor asked
And she nodded
“I read it from my mum’s diary that I
was dedicated to Olunlu, the god of
Ilan, my village”
“Your mum kept a diary? She was
learned?” I asked and she nodded
“They called you Glory but from birth,
your portion had been shame.” The
pastor revealed and I watched
I would reach that level one day too!
I didn’t tell the pastor anything about
this woman so how he got to know was
so wonderful to me.
“In accordance with the injunction of
the herbalist, you were carried nakedly
around the market square for 21 days
after your birth to wade off evil and
that was when the glory departed” the
pastor narrated on.
He hadn’t even held her hands to pray
for her o
But everything he said was true as she
nodded amazingly to the words of the
“This is wonderful! God still exists o!
Real men of God are alive” she
“You are right about what you just said
but don’t be carried away by words of
revelations and discernment as some
false prophets can actually replicate
that. Just know in your heart that God is
alive and it shall be well despite the
influx of many false prophets”
“Hmmm…this is wonderful! I am
stirred” she exclaimed, looking intently
at his face in awe.
“But, there is more to all that is
happening to you. The incisions are the
genesis of the problem but the Spirit of
the Lord is telling me that there is more
to it.” He said
“What?” she asked
“I am not being told. It is being held
from me by the Lord.” He said
“Ah! What could it be?” she asked, so
“I thought as much. I felt it deep in my
spirit that something else still hangs in
the air” I said too.
“Yes…something like Blood…I see
blood!” the pastor said and we looked
at one another questionably
“Your deliverance hangs onto your
confession…if you could but confess”
“Blood? I have never killed anybody in
my life o….not even an unborn baby”
she said, tears gathering in her eyes.
“Just think deeply if you have been
involved in some bloody transaction
like that…” The pastor urged on
Was the case becoming pathetic?
Her daughter lay on the bed in the
adjacent ward recuperating from a
dangerous abortion attempt.
Another revelation of ‘Blood’ has
God, please intervene oo
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Author: Oyebola Lizzy Oyekunle
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