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*continues*

I thanked the pastor and left with Chioma who as usual, was very curious to know what we discussed but i refused telling her, keeping everything to myself.

Friday slowly approached and we both travelled to our different homes in preparation for the marriage talks. My parents were very delighted to see me and equally were my relatives who were briefed on my reason for coming home.

Saturday evening, my parents and i with some relatives headed to Chioma’s house for the first stage of marriage talks.
I was happy, excited and nervous. I prayed for everything to go as planned. I prayed for the evil wind of misfortune to stay away.

Just like i hoped, the event went very smoothly. Chioma’s family welcomed us very well and we on our own part presented all the things we brought and made our intentions known to them.
It was a very smooth process, we had no arguments nor rejections. In an hour we were done, promising to return on december for the concluding part of the ceremony.

Chioma finally was my bethrothed in everyones eyes. The main brideprice and other necessary things required to make her my life partner and wife were scheduled to be presented on december.

So far things were going very fine, nobody fell sick nor died. I thanked God happily.
I saw no need seeking out Mary,
“Perhaps the pastor was very wrong after all. God is very merciful and wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen” I reasoned.

I travelled back to the city on sunday morning while Chioma returned later in the day, first stopping at my apartment.

“you did great my love. I had to stop at your place before heading to mine just to tell you how happy and proud i am” she said softly as we kissed.

“i can’t wait to make you my wife. I love you with everything i got” i murmured, kissed and carried her on my arms.

“i hope you aren’t planning of taking me to your bedroom to make love just like the last time?. I haven’t got the strength” she warned me playfully. I dropped her down and smiled,

“silly girl” i breathed as we looked at each other with love.

The next day however brought a very shocking package to me. Chioma came into my office demanding to know what i was holding back from her. I wasn’t only surprised but shocked.

“my dear i don’t know what you are talking about” i insisted for the fifth time,

“why are you making things very difficult?, I called the pastor this morning to brief him on how far we have gotten in respect to our marriage but he ended up asking me to speak to you. What’s it all about?” she asked forcing me to swallow hard.

“my love i don’t want you to get mad or scared, I believe the pastor is a bit confused. He feels i should get Mary’s blessing before marrying you, which i sort of mentioned the other day to you, but what i failed to tell you was that he feels something terrible might happen if i fail to do so. It might be to you or to me, he believes a strange kind of spirit is fighting for Mary, which i very much doubt” i opened up nervously.

Chioma shook with fright, her eyes dimmed slowly.
I quickly got up and hugged her.
“my love” i whispered,

“noooo it can’t be” she cried.

To be continued.

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