Rain Makers - Season 1 - Episode 25

5 years ago

Rain Makers - Season 1 - Episode 25

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FINALE
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Me: mum!!!!!!
I screamed as I held tight my mum.
Mum: *smiled* Idris!
Me: good morning mum. Mum, I didn’t know that you…
Mum: can we go inside first?
Me: alright mum, no problem.

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MY MUM’S SIDE OF THE STORY.
This whole strange saga started about three weeks ago. When I was asleep and in my dream, an arrow pierced me in my heart. I gave a loud cry and that was it, I couldn’t move neither could I talk.

What a wicked and strange sickness. I was taken to the hospital, all their effort on me was abortive but something marvelous happened few weeks ago.

I was in my ward lying helplessly when I felt something lifted away from me with full force. I gave a loud cry and all the nurses rushed inside.
They tried their best and was able to bring me down, ever since then, I have been recovering really really fast. Since I have become strong enough, I was discharged from the hospital and the amazing thing of all was that I have no bills to pay. They’d claim its a government hospital.
To God be the glory.
I entered inside and was surprise, my husband was awake, looking strong and handsome just like in the good old days. I screamed in happiness as we were all enveloped in a family hug.

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MY POV CONTINUES.
later that day, we all marched to Mazi Uche’s house except for my dad who was still recovering and needs time to walk properly.
When we got close to the door, we knocked but got no reply. Taking a closer look at the door, one will know that it was bolted from within which means that they are people inside.
We knocked for about two hours but got no reply. The strong boys among us came out and within a matter of seconds, the door was broken down.
Everyone: *closing their nose* hmmmmmm!!
We held our nose as a terrible stench came out from the room. Mazi Uche and his two friends were lying dead and their body has been decayed.
Some of the strong hearted ones among us volunteered themselves as they took and convey the dead bodies into the evil forest.
They came back and all their properties were burnt to ashes since they have no wives or children to inherit them.
moreover, the wealth was gotten illegally so who would want to accept it?

What a sad end to them, the wicked red cap chiefs.

Although the villagers all mourned their death, some where happy because we can now live in peace.

No more rain makers to destroy our ceremonies. This also go for all those that are RAIN MAKERS (People who hate to see others progress. People who will do all it takes to bring neighbours down. People who are jealous and wicked towards their relatives, friends or partners) BEWARE!! THE LAW KARMA OF STILL LIVES.

To all those that would destroy their fellow brothers and sisters, cousins, nephews or nieces, you are only heaping lots and lots of burning coal upon your head.

TIME IS NOT YET LATE. You can still change be you a Muslim or Christian. We are one and we all worship one true God…
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MY POV STILL CONTINUES
D--n, I didn’t want to write this last part guess why?

I am busy right now, eating rice, chicken, pepper soup, and pounded yam with eguisi soup. Oh my God, today is so great. At last, chioma is getting married to David, the same guy that left her some months ago.

He has begged and begged and begged and she finally forgave him but it’s not his fault na, the things he did before, he was being controlled.
Well never mind. Have got to go. But which kind of wahala (problem) is this? Does this means that I will not use my catapult again since the wicked ones are dead? Why did they even die self when I was having fun.

Me: well good thing they are dead. I am now enjoying my family like never before. Lemme tell you this, my dad has gotten all his wealth and soon, he shall be given that title.
Me: you know the title na.

Me: the one that made me sick whenever you mentioned it, the RED CAP CHIEF, lol. Well he will be a good one or else, beware of catapult.
Me: more pepper soup please!!
Everyone: ahhhhh small small na.
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THE END