SUSAN REVENGE Episode 24 Ayo Omolayo
“SUSAN! WAKE UP NOW!” I heard the voice from my sleep and jerked up.
I breathed down and sensed the war at hand. Something was happening in the spirit realm.
“START PRAYING FOR GEORGE!” Came the instruction.
I got down from the bed and began to walk about praying aggressively.
George was with a lady in bed. They were just finished having a round of immorality. The sat down talking.
“George! It’s been 3 years now. My parents have been asking me when am I bringing a man home?” The lady asked.
“I don’t understand? What are you talking about?” He asked frowning.
“George, what do you mean by that? All these years, I’ve been giving you my body. I’ve been so loyal and close to you. You even told me that you are considering settling down. Don’t tell me you plan doing that with another woman?” She asked frowning.
“I still don’t understand. When did I propose marriage to you?” He asked.
“But you said you love me!” She replied, almost crying.
“How does that look like a proposal?” He asked.
“But…..
“Hey don’t tell me that trash! Even if I was going to settle down. It can’t be you. You are not wife material. You’re just a side chick!”
The lady turned and tried to slap him, but he caught her hand.
“I was only enjoying your stupidity. Afterall, who doesn’t love free food?”
“You Devil!” She s¢ræmed and tried to break free, but his grip was firm.
Soon I saw the lady in another room, weeping and all by herself.
“George! You’ll pay for what you have done to me. I swear you will pay!” She muttered.
Next, I saw the lady in a shrine.
“Woman, make your request to the gods”, the priest demanded.
She knelt down before the idol and spoke.
“I have come to seek revenge on a man who has wronged me. I gave him my body for three good years and he betrayed me. He used me and dumped me. I want you to strike him dead!” She demanded.
The priest hummed as he searched for something in a Calabash. He raised up a small bottle and began to chant.
“Take this!” He stretched the bottle to her.
She took it and stood up.
“By twelve midnight, sprinkle the powdery stuff in your room then lay on your bed. You’ll have a dream, but everything you see in that dream is real. Remember to hold your knife in your hand before laying down.
When you meet him in that dream, stab him to death. He will not be able to wake up the next day. That would be the end of the idiot!” He said and laughed hysterically.
Then I found myself in my room. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock hanging on the wall.
It was 5 minutes to 12 midnight.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!” I laughed.
“Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing? The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha. He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.
Lord I come against every plans of the Enemy. I nullify all their attacks in the name of Jesus!”
I began to blast in tongues and gr0-ned aggressively.
Suddenly, I was leaving my house in such speed I cannot comprehend. I was faster than my car. I passed through the doors without opening them.
I saw myself on the streets, moving at the same speed. Soon, I entered someone’s house. In the speed of light, I arrived at the bedroom and met him sweating in prayers.
I smiled as I watched.
It was not too long, the lady appeared with a knife in her hand. She started walking over to meet George.
Immediately, a sword from nowhere appeared in my hand. I stepped out of the shadows and stood in her path.
“Who are you?” She asked.
“I should be the one asking that question”, I answered.
She grimaced and muttered some words impatiently.
“I came for revenge. I came to kill him for what he did to me. I have no business with you!” She said and tried to advance towards me.
I raised the sword in my hand to strike her. Light filled the whole room as I lifted the weapon.
The lady paused in her tracks, struggling to move her body. All her efforts to move were futile.
“Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name:
That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth.
And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father”, o quoted.
The lady s¢ræmed at the mention of those words.
“Tell me! Who are you?” I asked authoritatively.
I saw her shaking violently. Her knees buckled and knelt down.
“I am Nneka! I seek the life of the man who used and dumped me. I have no business with you. Please don’t hurt me with that weapon in your hand!” She pleaded.
I grinned as I took a look at the sword I was holding.
“Sorry to disappoint you young lady. The man you are looking for is already dead!”
She looked at me and then looked a bit forward at George praying.
“That’s him over there!” She said.
“No, he’s not the one. He’s been dead long ago. The guy praying over there is my innocent brother in Christ. He cannot be killed for the crimes someone else commited.
So therefore, I command you in the name that is above every other name! Get out in the name of Jesus!” I shouted and pointed the sword at her.
Immediately, she disappeared out of the room.
“Thank you Jesus!” I smiled and took a glimpse at George who was still on his knees praying.
In a second, I was in my room again, speaking in tongues.
I smiled and began to sing praises to God. That was completely awesome. I started dancing as I sang. I felt joy within me. God had just delivered his son from death.
I was still singing when my phone began to ring. I looked at who the caller was and I guess everyone knows.
I had a principle of not picking up calls late in the night from the opposite gender. So I left the phone ringing and continued singing.
“SUSAN! MY FINE BOBO IS CALLING YOU AND YOU DON’T WANT TO PICK ABI?” Daddy teased.
“Which fine Bobo? Bobo that cannot propose! I’ve told him that I don’t pick late calls from the opposite gender, but he is still calling. Infact, the Bobo is going to serve punishment. Sheybi I’m still his mentor?”
I could hear Daddy laughing hærd.
“SUSAN! TAKE IT EASY ON MY FINE BOBO OH! DON’T PUNISH HIM FOR NOT PROPOSING!”
“No I’m punishing him for calling me this late!” I said laughing.
“ANYWAY, ENJOY YOUR MENTORSh¡p AUTHORITY WHILE IT LASTS! POWERS WILL SOON SHIFT. VERY SOON, HE’LL BE YOUR HEAD! OVERTAKING IS ALLOWED!”
I burst into laughter.
“Then let me punish him very well oh. This one may be my last opportunity”, I said within me all smiles.
“IF YOU TOUCH MY SON EHN?” He threatened playfully.
I laughed so hærd, lost in excitement.
Early in the morning the next day, George’s call came. I picked it up, ready to lash at him for calling me late in the night.
“Hello Susan! Good morning sister!” He greeted in an excited tone.
“George, you know I’m not happy with you! Just look at the time you were calling yesterday?” I began, but he interupted me, apologizing.
“Let me finish!” I smiled to myself as I was still ready to dish out one Spiritual exercise as his punishment.
“You won’t believe what happened last night? Susan, have you ever been to my house before?” He asked, super excited.
“No, what would I be doing there?”
“You came into my house with a sword! Jesus! It was so awesome!” He said and started laughing.
I was smiling where I was. God had also showed him what transpired between the lady and I.
“Please start coming! Start coming! I can’t wait to share this testimony with you!”
“Okay sir!” I said and ended the call. He was now the one commanding me abi?
I grinned and dropped my phone. I got dressed and headed for school that morning. As soon as I dropped my bag in the staffs office, I quickly headed for his office to see him.
That was how he narrated everything I did in the dream to me. I wanted to tell him I saw it too. Infact, God showed me what inspired Nneka to seek for revenge. But daddy told me those stories were to come much later.
We continued talking for close to 30 minutes, until I excused myself to go back to work.
“Susan”, he called me.
“Yes!” I turned to look at him.
“I …I …. Want to say that, that. I was going to say I’m so grateful for, for, for. I mean I’m so grateful for having you as a sister in the Lord”.
I looked at him and smiled.
“Please be grateful to God”, I said and headed for the door.
I opened it and turned to look at him.
“Is there anything else you wanted to tell me?” I asked, laughing within me.
“Yes! No! I mean, I’ll tell you later!” He said, with fear written in his expression.
“Okay sir!” I replied and shut the door.
To be continued
