Lekki Sisi - S01 E81

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Lekki Sisi - S01 E81

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 61

Adunni was sentenced to life imprisonment. They called it manslaughter.

I sat there stunned beyond words. Why didn’t God hear our prayers? Why didn’t Jesus do a miracle and touch the heart of the judge? For goodness sake, didn’t the bible say, old things are passed away?

Tears ran down my eyes as I watch Adunni walk out of the court room, handcuffed, flanked by two uniformed men. She was led to the truck that would take her to a place where she’d spend the rest of her life.

A woman rolled on the floor wailing. It was not hard to tell that this was Adunni’s mother. A man stood near the woman, eyes dried, jaws set. Adunni glanced at me, her face smeared with tears.

‘Tinuke, I’m not spending the rest of my life in prison. God told me that yesterday. I’m coming out. You’ll see what God will do. Will you visit me in prison?’

I nodded, unable to stop the tears pouring down my face.

‘When you come, please bring me some books. I want a bible too. And check up on my parents. Let dad know that I’ve finally found Christ.’

We stood and waited until the truck left the court premises. From the little opening, Adunni waved at us. Her mum was on her feet now, staring at the truck as if she had just been stabbed. Then she fainted. Some of the women who had come with her splashed water on her face. She opened her eyes and stood up. She began to wail again.

I walked over to where Adunni’s father stood. His lips moved but I couldn’t understand what he was saying.

‘I’m sorry about your daughter.’ I started. He looked at me and continued to mutter words. ‘Adunni said to tell you she has finally found Christ.’

His lips closed shut and he stared at me. ‘She did?’

I nodded. ‘I was in the cell with her when she surrendered her life to Jesus.’

He wiped the tears already forming on his eyelids and pulled me into a warm embrace.

‘Oh thank you. I know Jesus will never leave her. He’ll never forsake her.’ He said in a soft voice, barely audible. It made me wonder how a father could still trust Jesus after a sentence like this.

My birthday came two weeks later and by then I’d decided to return to my father’s company. Dad flew in from Abuja on the eve of my birthday and asked that I come to the house for a little celebration. Patrick was in Lagos now that school was on semester break.

On my way to see dad the following morning, I sent Patrick a text message.

I will marry you. Tinuke.