A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 21 – The End
A LETTER TO YOU
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
For several weeks, I tried hard to put myself together but the ability and concentration was not there and we were already getting close to writing the end of semester examinations.
I knew if I fail to prepare it will be automatic failure in my exams but many things had been running in my mind.
To make the matter worst, Martins has not been calling neither has he been around for sometimes and whenever I tried to call, it is either it entered into voicemail or another person picks on his behalf.
What cause the sudden change, I cannot explain? I felt he might be busy but with various missed calls, he did call back.
“But why will he be treating me like this, what is happening?” I began to question myself
“I hope he is not leaving me now because for past three weeks, we had barely seen each other and just like he does with calling, it has reduced drastically.” I murmured to myself.
I still could not understand what was wrong until one evening I decided to visit him in his residence. Although, I didn’t inform him of my coming.
I decided not to go with my car because I can’t still drive myself as my heart was in a confused state and to prevent accident, I had to book a taxi to pick me up.
A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 21 – The End
In no time, I got to his residence, I paid the taxi man and was moving towards his house when I saw him trying to enter into his car. He was not in his usual happy state as he was leaving home hurriedly like someone that was been pursued, from home. He was wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. I stood still for minute trying to figure out what was happening to him.
He stopped and rested his head on his car using his key to scratch his head.
“What must have happened to him” I questioned myself as I moved closer.
He raised his head and saw me, it looked as if he was seeing me for the first time.
“Hello, how may I help you” He asked me as he kept staring at me.
I thought he was just trying to form or play along and I smiled as I began to speak.
“But why are you doing this, it is me Alisa” I said to him.
“Ehn ehn, I know now, so what is the problem” He asked me.
“If this is a joke, I think you should stop it, I am not in the mood for these” I replied him.
“Who is joking with you, do my face look like I am playing” His tone began to rise.
“what!! when do you start drinking Martins, are you under that influence of Alcohol or something” I asked him but he just ignored me and told me that if I have nothing doing, I should please leave his place or else he would get me arrested.
“Martins, you promised to stand by me, you promised to stick with me in times of trouble and even put my mind at rest, what has happened to the love you once have for me” I asked him.
“See me, see trouble, which love are you talking about, have I confess to you that I love you, please don’t start another trouble for me this morning because I am not a happy man for some time now, so please don’t add salt to my injury” He said as he moved to his car and tried to open the door.
“But you promised to pray so that your parents can accept me back” I said to him.
‘Please, pray for what, I am warning you lady, if you are jobless today, I am not in the mood for any useless chit chat which I did not have any idea about” He said to me and opened the door of the car.
I stood there speechless, what could be wrong, I used my hands to rub my eye to confirm if I was in the right place or if I was speaking with Martins.
“Yes, my eyes can’t be deceiving me and I am not dreaming, this is his house” I said to myself as I tried to pinch myself to know I was not dreaming but in reality.
He was about to start the car engine when a female voice called him from within that he had forgot to take his phone with him.
I was surprised to hear a lady’s voice inside his house as Martins detest having female staff or workers around his house but hearing this voice was a great concern. It was there I knew there was something fishy and I was already in the dark.
The lady not knowing, I was there, rushed out only to meet one on one with Bose who was holding a file and a phone in her hand.
A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 21 – The End
At first, when she saw me, she was shocked as she stood still but when Martins began to horn at her, she got back to her senses and moved towards him.
I wanted to talk but nothing was coming out, I watched as Martins drove out of the house. I stood still looking at Bose who after some minutes regained her confidence.
“So, what are you doing here” She asked me.
‘I should ask you, how you got here” I said to her.
“You are funny, don’t you know this is my husband house” She said as she was laughing.
“Husband what, when, where, as in, I don’t seem to understand what you are saying” I said to her.
“Really, young lady, you have to be watchful and careful, please stay clear of my husband, what am I even saying, you can’t have him again” She said as she was smiling.
“Bose, why are you doing this to me, what have I done to get all these attitudes from you” I asked her.
“Oh, you think, you are the only one that love to have better things, you felt you are the only one that should be cared for. I have endured many years of you coming and telling me how Martins is taking care of you” She said to me
“Ahh, but I tell you those things whenever you ask for gist and I even share most of the things he gave me with you” I said to her.
“Really, Martins got me this bag, he got me this shoe, he promised me this, he did that, he wants to take me out of the country, I can’t wait to have him as my husband. You say all these as if you are the only one” She said to me as she stared at me.
“But I didn’t expect you to do this to me” I said to her with tears in my eye.
“That’s none of my concern, this one that I have grab, no one, I say no one can take him from me. Ten of you cannot” She said to me and walked into the house slamming the door.
I stood outside the house with tears dropping from my eye when the inner voice came again.
“Alisa, you are weak in spirit and if you continue like this, you can’t win a battle” It said to me.
“Rubbish, I shouted at the voice
“you see, you are not fighting against Bose now, but a more superior force that are powerful. Do you think Martins behavior towards you was ordinary, No, he is under a spiritual influence that are manipulating him and if care is not taken he might lose it all” The voice said to me.
“Really” I said in silence.
“Go back home, resulting into physical argument and fight would not solve the problem but pray with a clear mind and see how God will fight back for you.”
“It takes a more superior power to face another power and when a superior power faces a less power, the lesser power must bow”.
“There is a strongman that is causing disfavor in your life and putting all these battles in front of you.” The voice added and remained silent.
I tried making the voice to talk again but it was not responding. I felt a little better and I board another Taxi back to my place.
I got home that night and prayed like I would not again in my life. Before I always make mockery of Martins any time he was praying and sweating.
I ask him the enemies he was combating despite of the wealth he had. But now, I understand better that we fight not against flesh or blood but principalities, rulers of darkness and the devil that is always roaring like a lion seeking whom to devour.
That night, after that prayer, I dreamt and I saw myself in a gathering of some elders, it looked like a court, I was made to stand at the middle and looking up, I saw some familiar faces, one was that of my dead grand mother who was smiling at me.
“You are welcome” She greeted me.
To be continued.
Do you belief that someone can be manipulated against those people they loved?.
Have you ever wondered why some married couples after sometime would start disliking each other, that the husband would not want to see the wife and vice versa?
Do you think Bose is the one manipulating Martins and who is the dead grand mother, what business is she having with Alisa.
A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 21 – The End
To be continued……..
Okegbemi Ebenezer
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