Wretchedly Rich - S01 E07

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Wretchedly Rich - S01 E07

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 7

Ah!” cried the little boy, as he fell and hit his head on the ground.

“Obiajulum!” Adanne screamed, rushing towards him, as they were soon encircled.

“Ọ bụrụ ọgwụ omanle” said one of the teachers in a local dialect, as everyone watched, shocked to see what was going on.

“What happened?” Mrs Obemena questioned on reaching the scene.

“He tripped and fell,” the panic-stricken girl replied.

Mrs Obemena seeing her student sprawled like someone who was dead, had everyone join hands while they rushed the unconscious, bleeding boy to the school clinic.

“Our son will be fine, mama Aju. I know he will be.” Ozoemena consoled his wife.

They had been called by the school immediately the incident happened; the child’s mother unable to hide her fears. They had no money to have him transferred to a hospital in town, else doing so would have been a better option for them.

“My only child—” Ocheole cried bitterly. “What if something happens to my son?” she looked at her husband, her right hand placed on her chest, while the other lapped her bosom.

Ozoemena exhaled and pulled his wife’s into his arms, stopping her from making any further movements. “The gods are not asleep,” he said to her, “They won’t let anything happen to our son.” he assured.

Ocheole sighed, and with eyes shut, restraining tears, prayed that the gods preserved their only child.

MISCHIEF STILL CONTINUES (grins). I see the chief priest and the elders are not ready to give up just yet. They should leave our Obiajulum for us ooo :-[ :-X :-\