MAD WOMAN

25. TO DA LORD.

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COMMENTS MAKE ME SMILE🙃🌶

ELOKA'S P.O.V:

"This baby is blessed!"

"AMEN!"

"He shall not bring shame towards his parents!"

"AMEN."

"He shall make his Mother proud!"

"AMEEEEN!" Zikora screamed louder than every single person present in the church.

"No evil eye shall see this child!"

"AMEN!" Both my sister and her best friend cheered.

"He shall go to school when his mates go to school, and graduate when his mates are supposed to graduate!"

"AMEN!"

"He shall fuck when he's supposed to fuck!"

"AMEN!"

All of us first timers at the altar—except for Zikora—went utterly MUTE.

"What did he just say?" Olamide whispered in amazement.

"He shall cum, when he's supposed to cum during the action. Not before satisfying his woman. NO, NO, NO. He shall not be a two minutes man!"

"AMEEEEENNN!"

I told that psychopath that we shouldn't dedicate Obiora in this Church. She no gree!

My leg was already getting irritated with all the standing we had been doing for the past thirty minutes. I looked around the church and saw how packed this place was. Half of the people that danced with us to the altar, we did not know them. But it didn't matter to Zikora, she was MORE than joyful to share her joy with strangers.

Biboere glanced at me from where she stood at the back of Zikora and Pere. I gazed at her face that was decorated with a light makeup, making her natural beauty shine like it was on a mission to seduce everyone. Not just her face, but what she was currently wearing. Shame no catch me as I continued staring at her ass that was currently covered in a golden lace long sleeved mermaid dress. The only people putting on gold and white were Obiora, Pere, Zikora, Chinanza, Olamide, that mad woman, and me. How the fuck was she breathing in that corset? It shot her boobs up for all to see her dark caramel colored skin. Her tiny waist line stood in perfect position, begging me to grab on to it.

What the fuck did I just say?

They were praying for the future of my nephew, as well as his sex life, yet I was here looking at the one girl I wanted nothing more than to destroy. Especially after she intentionally manipulated me to threaten a Man of God.

I knew I hadn't been in church in a while, but I knew for a fact that every word the son of this man said when it was his time to talk during the service, was utter bullshit. But unfortunately, Zikora and the rest of the church was more than lost in the preaching. If only God could strike this building right now and kill all of us. Even Pere was looking at my sister weirdly when she kept on shout "HALLELUJAH!"