WHAT DID I DO TO MY MUM? EPISOD 12
🌃 WHAT DID I DO TO MY MUM?🌃
EPISODE 12
The policemen shot their guns sporadically at the bush.
Unfortunately, a bullet penetrated my left leg.
I whimpered softly because I didn't want them to know that I was still in the bush.
The bullet went straight into my ankle.
And blood was gushing out effusively.
I was very lucky they didn't enter the bush - they would have captured me.
The dead souls - Ken and the rich man was very prestigious. And the Governor instructed that they should kíll me - the kíller of those men.
My heart was shaking as I was laying on the bush sobbing throatily because the pain was excessive.
On the nail, an old man came inside the bush and saw me.
He was his bag as though he came to take some herbs - he was a herbalist.
Ugwu was his name. He was an octogenarian but still strong and healthy.
His hair and beard were all white.
He touched me laying down lifeless and shook his head.
"Chai" he exclaimed.
Immediately, Ugwu applied a herb to my ankle that was pierced in with a bullet - the blood stopped pumping shortly.
He didn't know I had HIV.
Then, he called his two sons, Wuna and Seke - who followed him to the bush.
Wuna was his first son while Seke was the younger one.
At once, they ran to where Ugwu was because his calls were insistent.
"Wuna carry this young lady home, Seke accompany him" Ugwu commanded.
"Who is she, father?" Wuna asked.
"I don't know, I saw her lifeless here" Ugwu replied. "Snug as a bug in the rug, my sons".
"Take her home, let me get some herbs for her treatment" Ugwu instructed again.
Wuna and Seke heeded their father's instructions.
Wuna, the older one was seventeen years of age.
He never counters his father's opinion because he knew that what an elder sees sitting down, a child can't see it even he climbs to the bough of an iroko.
Seke on the other hand was fifteen years of age.
He was so obedient and respectful.
Wura, their mother passed on after he birthed him and Seke in English means "miracle".
Ugwu named him that because he couldn't believe he would survive after his mother departed.
Seke was a good listener. He always capture any proverb said by his father and using them among his peers made him the most intelligent.
He loved the adage that says "If you bend down, you see Aba" - it was his favourite saying.
Wuna carried me on his back while Seke was our guard - he was with a sharpened machete and a threaded bag.
Reaching the house, they dropped me carefully at a mat outside.
Their house was thatched.
Old trees were in their compound with honeybees living on them.
They were producing honey from it - which was giving them a lot of money.
In a brief time, Ugwu came in hurriedly because he knew I was on the verge of carrying a scythe - dying.
He brought out some herbs rubbed them together and placed them on my head, neck, toes and where I was shot.
He did that, for me to regain my consciousness.
A few minutes later, I sneezed repeatedly.
Blood was gushing out from my nose as I was sneezing.
Ugwu instantly gave me some herbs to drink - I gulped it down and gulped up at the same time as it was so bitter.
"You'll be fine, my daughter," He said.
"Who are you?, where am I?" I verbalized.
Ugwu's sons were in the kitchen and they heard my voice and ran out.
"My father, you'll forever be praised" Wuna praised his father for making me recover.
Ugwu was wreathed with perfect smiles.
He thanked his son for always finding him praiseworthy.
I lost my memory. I couldn't recall anything that had happened - all that I could remember was that I had HIV.
Ugwu knew this and he said that I would be taking to the village clinic when I covers.
The name of their village is Olani. The village had prestigious men who had influenced the country.
They had an oil well but unfortunately, the Government took over it leaving the Olani people in abject poverty.
The nine Olani people that protested and agitated were all hanged to death.
Ugwu would have been hanged but fortunately, he ran to her maternal home and no one knew his way about it.
Since then, no one has dared to speak up as all of them feared execution and assássination.
Seke had told me all these stories after I had recovered - he said he was told by his father.
I was down in the mouth when he narrated all these.
Months later, I got back into shape.
Ugwu immediately ordered Wuna to take me to the village clinic to be examined by the doctor due to my memory loss.
We met the doctor. she was really young lass.
We were welcomed jovially and she asked me what was the problem.
I told her that I lose my memory and that I was also an HIV patient.
Wuna was dumbfounded when he heard this.
"Have you been taking some drugs?" She asked.
"No, I haven't" I returned.
She ran a series of tests on me.
The result showed that I was HIV negative.
My heart raced. I grinned like a Cheshire cat hugging the doctor passionately.
She also told me what to do in other to regain my memory and we were about to leave.
There was a television set in the doctor's office.
I gave a glance at it and saw a woman that looks like me being handcuffed with a man I had seen before -ken- and other policemen accompanying her.
I was scared stiff as I recalled a little bit of all that transpired.
Then I knew that some people are being kept hostage because of the crime they didn't commit.
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