Otito diri Jesu! Glory to Jesus!
The church was quiet, like Mosque on Sunday.
“I said it!” Jonah shifted in his chair.
“Shut up. How dare you? How do you know it is about what you saw at the pastor’s?
His mother turned her eyes alight with censure. “If I hear ‘pim’ again, I will destroy that ya mouth.”
Jonah swallowed. He knew what he had seen.
He had seen them. The pastor and sister Mabel the choir mistress. Look at her sitting there in the choir robe. He had seen them heads touching, talking in low tunes.
“No don’t tell anyone.”
They thought they were alone.
Thank God Mama had sent him to the pastors house.
“You are not concentrating.”
“Nne I saw them. It is what sister Ebube had been saying that the pastor should not be trusted. Especially with sister Mabel..”
“Mechie onu. Close your mouth.”
He turned away. “Nne -she was the one that made the elders to expel me from the choir.”
It was just a small thing that he had done o
“Jonah – you were at fault.”
“How? Because I followed my friends to take small drink and one ciga?”
He heard Mama hiss.
“My brothers and sisters, sister Mabel wants to share her testimony.”
“Nne ghe nti oh – Mama listen”. He winked at his mother a smile on his face. God wants to vindicate him. An elder must have over heard and wants to disgrace them.
“Brothers and sisters…”
“When pastor told me not to worry that it was real I said pastor no… don’t tell anyone”
“I told you” he whispered to his mother.
“But praise the Lord – My step mother is finally dead.”
“It is not true” Jonah jumped. Eyes stared at him now. “It is not true oh – sister Mabel is pregnant for pastor. Mmm afurum ha. I saw them”
His mother gasped, voices rose in the church.
“Pregnant?” Mabel burst into laughter “I do not even have a womb.”