Wretchedly Rich - S01 E11

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Wretchedly Rich - S01 E11

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

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A hand soon gripped him, as he struggled, trying to get out.

“Somebody, h-help!” he cried as he drowned.

There was not a single soul nearby to hear. He was slowly giving up, almost losing breath, when a powerful grip gained control, pulling him out of the water.

*******

Things were getting a lot more complicated with Obiajulum still being in coma. His legs were starting to swell and his hands starting to peel. This was a strange thing for all who were called in to help the situation, but not a thing done worked as they hoped it would.

Obiajulum’s parents were starting to give up hope—especially with the many healers unable to do their job.

“My husband,” Ocheole called. “I am tired of everything.” she lamented bitterly. “I am really tired of seeing my son suffer.” the sadness in her voice depicted her mood. She could only watch as her son laid, fighting for his life.

Ozoemena looked at his wife, quietly chewing the twig in his mouth, as he spat out the tiny pieces, going back to chewing again.

“Are you not going to say something?” Ocheole looked at him, surprised.

“What do you want me to say?”

Ocheole was shocked at his behaviour. “My husband,” she called. “This is our son we’re talking about,” she reminded, ” Our Obiajulum.”

Ozoemena busied himself, not wanting to talk about their son’s condition. Talking about it gave him much concern, so he rather didn’t.

“Eh, Mama Aju—”

Ocheole understood the signal passed by the call of her name, as she bowed her head and left, saying no more.