HEAR MY STORY PART 7

It was Pastor Mrs.She was on her way to school dtmondaymorning as she taught in a primary school at Oyan,butshequickly branched at my place to check on me.She came with a basket containing pepper soup,jollofrice,vegetable soup and obe ila alasepo (okro soup withstewingredients).She said she didnt know d one i would love to eat,but ishould try and take d pepper soup as it would deal withdtmalaria fever.She told me to warm them as i could seeshebrought them out of d freezer dt morning,and couldntwaitto warm them before leaving d house to prevent herfromgetting late to school.I collected d basket from her,appreciatedher and sat onmy plastic chair.“Can i drop u at d health centre for ur injection?,since itson d same route to my school”.She asked.“I’m not ready yet ma,i will take a bike.Thank u ma”.“It’s a pleasure my dear.So,how are u feeling now?.”“I’m better today ma”.I answered.“Oh!.Thank God.My mind was with u throughout dnight.Ireally couldnt sleep soundly.I started blaming myselfforallowing u to stay here all alone,i should have forced utocome with us yesterday.But,hope u slept well,and….”I switched off!..I was hearing in my spirit “Open up toher!.Open up to her!!”.Then i heard another voice contrary to dt one saying“Donttry it!.U’ll disappoint her.U can see how she loves andcares for u,she’ll withdraw d gesture..What if….”Suddenly,i felt Pastor Mrs’ hand on my shoulder.She tapped me and said “Are u okay?.I’ve called utwice,but u didnt respond.What is bothering u?.What are u thinking of?.Feel freetoshare it with me,i’m a mother..”Before she could finish her sentence,i cut in “Nothingma”.“Hunhun!.Dont tell me there’s nothing when obviouslythere’s something.Dt’s a lie,and i dont expect u as achildof God to tell one,if u dont want to share it,just say udontwant to share it,instead of saying there’s nothing whenthere’s something.”I was dumbfounded.I didnt know when i said “Okayma,iwill tell u later”.“Dt’s better my dear.See u later then.Hurry up so u cangofor ur injection on time.Make sure u eat before u go.”Shesaid.“Okay ma.Thanks Mum.”She left.I got to d health centre dt morning and saw a choirmember. She wassurprised to see me,and also to hear dt i didnt attend dburial of Bode’s dad.When she asked “why?” i told her i was sick,but didnttellher beyond dt.As i was getting back home,i met Bode coming out of dcorpers’ quarters.I was a bit shy to look at his face,remembering whathappened between us.I was no longer free with him.Iwish ididnt see him.He gave me souvenirs of his dad’s burial,and said hismumsent her greetings,and dt she promised to come andvisitme as soon as she could go out.I took those things from him and thanked him.Then he said “Sis Sewa,i’m indeed very sorry for whathappened last week.Its d devil.Pls forgive me..”He wanted to hold my hand,but i didnt allow him.I said “Its fine!,Its fine!!”.Just go.”Then what happened next?.Watch out in Part 8.Keep connected.