Chapter 109: The Quack Church

                   ***THE QUACK CHURCH***

So when I left for my room, mom and aunty Paula made sure that I have gone into my room and that I am not coming down for any reason before they started their little gossip and whispering.

"There is this man of God that I know, his church is at Gwarinmpa, he specializes in deliverance and healing. If you take your little Merman there he will definitely deliver him. The man is a fire, I have been there once and I saw with my eyes, he will just be telling you all the problems without even getting to hear from you."

She suggested.

"Paula, I sincerely appreciate your help, I'll like to go there even now, but please, dont you ever call my son a little merman, never must you try that. Is that clear? I can take any jokes from anyone, but I will intentionally choose to not take that as any joke from anybody because it is personal."

Mom respond and also made her position about the merman thing.

"Yeah, I have heard you. If you know you will go today, better dress up let us get going, you can see that I'm all dressed already. I was planning to go to our church with my family before I remembered the man of God, so if you are going we better go before we get late."

Anty Paula whispered.

"Me too, all that is remaining for me is to apply my finishing touch and I'm done... Don't worry I'll phone you when we are done, I'll rush my shit up. And thanks for your stress."

Mom made a reply and she quickly left in a hilarious manner. After she left, mom called me and asked me to dress and fast that we are going to a church in gwarimpa.

"Gwarinpa? I heard that the place is far. My friends in school had said something about that place, they said that it is on the route to Niger and Kaduna"

I pointed it out, but mom clarified to me that it wasn't, I also asked if anything happened to our church but mom also responded saying that nothing happened that she was only invited there by her friend Paula...

"Hmm that kind of secret invitation"

I mumbled. But I was actually happy to hear that we were invited by aunty Paula, at least I am sure that I will meet with my Cynthia.

"Ok mom, please can you tell me why you and aunty Paula are being so secretive lately, you are aware that I'm noticing, right?"

I asked.

"Yeah, my dear, dont worry yourself, we are only discussing and searching for solutions to our problem... Your allergy. Don't worry no one is going to sell you hahaha."

Mom responded hilariously.

"My allergies? Then why hide it from me? Why be secretive about everything? Since you are discussing about me, why not make it open? And aunty Paula, she was just acting strange today if I don't know really well I'll say she is scared of me."

I pointed out for clarity.

"Hahahaha... She can't be scared of you baby, you don't know her well enough yet, that Is how she is don't, so you will do well to not take her behavior to heart. But why will she even be scared of you? Are you a monster? Hahahah... Very funny of you."

Mom said as she rushed her paintings.

A few minutes later, we were already done with our preparations, mom picked her cell phone and called aunty Paula letting her know that we were ready and that she can come over so that we may go, but she rather asked mom to drive out to the roadside that she will be there waiting.

Foolish me, I was even having the conviction that Cynthia was going to Gwarinpa with us, little did I know that she has gone to her normal church with her father, and poor me, oh poor Damian, I never knew that I am being deceived into going to a quack church.

Immediately mom rushed me out, and we locked our doors and ran to the car, and drove to the roadside where we met aunty Paula standing alone under the beautiful and bright atmosphere.

"Where is your girl?"

My mom asked as we stopped to pick her.

"Oh, Cynthia? She had gone to our church with her father. They have gone since."

Aunty Paula responded. This response of hers seems confusing and scary. What did she mean by "she went to our church"? Where are we now going to? Temple? At this moment I just felt confused hanging around these ladies. But who do I get to blame? Just myself, I blame only myself, if I had listened to mom, instead of letting beauty and love mislead me, I won't have been here with them. Hmm, many a time I wonder, I am in this predicament because I want to keep Cynthia, what if I now die, how will I keep her? Oh... My Cynthia, my only regret is that I might never see her again, if not, I'm glad I did that which I did to win her heart. Can still imagine the kind of thoughts in my mind? I just don't understand why I still misbehave, even though I know that she caused my predicament, if she had not squeezed me into admitting that I can do that which I have never done I won't have been here. But despite my knowledge of everything, I still love her. Well, I guess that it could be autosuggestion that made me think all these things about her. But common, she never forced me, and how could she have known? I just got no reason to blame her, it's not her fault, please.