The Wedding Day came
This lady said she was not getting married anymore
She started whispering it in her room at about 5 am while people were going about cooking and preparing for the occasion
Friends and family members from all over the world had gathered for the event
The previous day, she had done her traditional wedding, and it was very successful
Everybody was looking forward to the main wedding at the church and registry the next day
What was this song that this lady woke up singing? “I am not marrying again.” “I am not getting married again.” “I am not getting married again.” Her friends who slept in the same room with her heard it first
They felt it was the usual cold feet issue, one of them said, “Stop saying that, please, don’t ruin your day of joy by confessing evil.”
The lady heard her friend and became emboldened. She shouted, “I am not getting married again. Is it by force?” The noise attracted the attention of her mother. “What is going on here?”
Her friends tried to explain to her mother while the lady cried silently, “She woke up saying this strange thing, and the more we tried to caution her, the more she said it.” Her mother put her two hands on her head, “God will not allow my head to connive with evil.” Why are you crying?
What did you see? Why are you saying this?
She looked at her mother and said, “Cook the food and take it to beggars or share it with our relatives and friends, do whatever you want with all the money and gifts they brought. I am not getting married again.”
Her mother knew her daughter, and she raised her
She knew that tone was not a compromising one. She asked her, What is the issue? I am not asking you to get married or change your mind, but please explain the reason to me
The daughter said, “I have been having this off feeling for a few days, but I kept ignoring it, thinking it was just jitters. I slept a bit yesterday morning, and I woke up with this premonition that I couldn’t put into words, but I soldiered on
The event of yesterday was the confirmation I needed
I saw with my two eyes that the person I was getting married to is not my husband
I am just a means to an end for him, and I am not the only one. I saw it clearly
The mother by this time, had run out of patience. She told her younger sister to call her father and other adults in the house
They all gathered in her room, pin drop silence, except for the ceiling fan making a strange musical noise. “What did you see yesterday?” Asked her father
She looked at her parents and smiled. She said, “I know you want me to live and you want me to outlive you. If I married this man, I would not outlive you.
This marriage could as well be my funeral.” Her father said, “Calm down. We are on your side. But we will need to explain to the other family why we are breaking it off.
Just tell me. She said, “Daddy, about six months ago, I went to visit this man who wanted to marry me. I slept over at his house.
When it was around 9 pm, one of his relatives, an uncle, came to visit him from the village. I was in the room, but I could overhear their conversation. The man told him that they had consulted the oracle, and he had a message regarding his future. There is a short path and a long path for him to become wealthy in life.
The long path is to ignore the instructions of the oracle and live a life of struggle, and take chances that one day he would become wealthy.
The short path is for him to sleep with a different lady each day for seven days leading up to the day of his wedding.
The wife he will marry will be the seventh lady; the ladies must not be prostitutes or strangers.
They also don’t have to be friends with the wife or blood kin, but they must be girls he knows, maybe in the neighbourhood, in church, in school, or wherever
They must be girls he can easily hear news of or track to know what is happening in their lives after he got married.
This is important because one of the ladies will develop a mental illness shortly after he got married the wife he married will die, and the one with the mental illness will be the one he will take care of, and the one he must get married to after the death of his wife.
The moment he marries that second lady, he will suddenly begin to experience wealth and ease.” This uncle of his left the house at about eleven pm that night
I immediately asked my fiancé what all the fetish nonsense was about
He laughed and told me I should know he would never engage in such nonsense
We met in church, and I know his stance on such fetish practices
He assured me that he would never listen to or do whatever a demon or its agent says
I have known him for four years, and everything he said was true
He came from a highly traditional family with deep roots in fetish practices, but he had never engaged in anything other than prayer and hard work
I told him I only wished he would cut off from such demonic people and stop entertaining them at his house
He said things will be different after the marriage, as most people will know their boundaries and leave him in peace.
I forgot all about it I even teased him that “did he know seven ladies who would sleep with him at such short notice in the neighbourhood”
He laughed and said, “Something I didn’t do in my twenties, is it now, when my wedding date is set, that I will start chasing skirts all about? Who will even agree to sleeping with me just for fun at this season of my life?” We laughed it off. I left his house and returned home to prepare for the wedding.
I left Lagos two weeks ago.
He was also planning with his family on their journey here for the wedding. We were both very busy, but we kept in touch every day, and nothing was amiss. They arrived here yesterday, and I noticed the way one of the girls in his neighbourhood, the daughter of his landlord, greeted me.
I am not a child, and I have lived on this earth for many seasons, and I have equally done many things.
I know that look, that greeting, that body language
It is the body language of someone with whom you are sharing the same sex partner
I ignored it Then, when we were done with the ceremony, my friends and I came to this room, got changed, and slept I realised I was restless in my spirit I kept wondering what I saw or noticed, or felt that spooked me Then I woke up and saw my best friend lying next to me on this bed
She was wearing the nightwear I bought and kept in my fiancé’s wardrobe in Lagos. I had it monogrammed with the pet name he calls me on the thigh area. I realised my fiancé had slept with her too. (Everybody turned to her best friend, who had been watching her tell the story, and they could see from her reaction that it was true. What she was wearing and her ashen face told the story all by themselves.
I didn’t want to say anything at first because it could all be a coincidence, or there may be an explanation for whatever madness I was putting together.
But then it dawned on me.
If he had gone ahead to do the thing he was told to do, I am the wife, and today is the wedding.
This means I will be the seventh and the one he will sacrifice for his wealth.
I am not getting married again. I am sorry!”
PS: Her best friend said the night ware issue was a mixup. She said her fiancé sent her some clothes to deliver to her when she gets to the village, and the nightwear was one of them. When she arrived at the village, she realised she hadn’t brought any nightwear and decided to wear it. She said she didn’t sleep with her friend’s fiancé. Her fiancé also denied sleeping with anybody. He called her accusations wild and unfounded. The wedding was cancelled, and the whole shebang was too muddled to unravel. Some people said the lady did the right thing, others said she had lost her mind. Her fiancé got married to another woman six months later. The woman died exactly six months after they got married on the 24th of December, on her way to the village for Christmas celebrations. Well-wishers cried and forgot all about it. Her best friend, who had cut her off after the accusations, was reported to have taken ill around that period. Nobody really knew what the illness was about, as the two of them had parted ways in an unflattering manner. After one year of mourning the dead, her ex-fiance got married to her ex-bestfriend. He also got elected as the chairman of a local government and is doing well in his political career. The sister who told the story is married with two children, and she lives in Canada.
Life is Spiritual.