ÀWÈLÉ: Hell Hath No Fury ☑️

•Chapter twenty-three•

Hello everyone. I'm  sorry i've not been able to update in a while, i have been preparing for a major exam i have coming up next month.  So please bear with me guys, i'll try to update quicker as i want to finish this book quicker.  Shout Out to Tbabz007 for making me laugh  in the comment section.😊

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It was an  ordinary day, just like any other. The earth was silent , as it was still some time before dawn, and the sun had not yet risen to shed it's light on the people of  Oyogun. The monotonous darkness was interrupted by a single lamp, defeating the darkness by it's very existence. The figure holding the lamp was dressed in black with a red wrapper tied around him and over a shoulder. This person was inconsequential, he was merely there to bear the lamp. Now, the figure behind him was the notable one.  King  Adéoba carried a bowl in his left  hand, the bowl contained epo pupa, palm oil used for cooking. And in his right hand, he pulled a he-goat along with him.  Behind him were three men, Aborè who were worshippers of the devil, èsù. It was obvious that the king was on his way to make a sacrifice to èsù, as it was common knowledge that the devil's food was palm oil and a he goat. The procession walked some more until they reached a tree. The tree was wrapped in red cloth, signifying a shrine for èsù. There, they stopped. The oldest of the king's entourage cleared his throat and began an eulogy to the devil.

"Èsù làálu ògiri òkò ", Esu, the great one.

" Ò bélékún sunkún, kérù ó belékún.".  The one who cries with the agrieved and strikes fear into his heart.

"Eni èsù n se, bó fohun  tirè sílè , ohun olóhun nii wá kiri",    The one who is accursed by the devil shall leave his problems to battle those of others.

He motioned to Adéoba and the latter handed him the bowl of palm oil . The Aborè turned to the tree and poured the palm oil on  the tree, saying:
"èsù làálu ògiri òkò. Great one, I have come to feed you today. I have been sent by Adeoba the son of Adeoti, to give you what you love to eat. Here is palm oil, to sooth your thirst, drink and look favorably upon us."

Then he pulled the he-goat towards him and with a swift flick of his wrist, slit it's throat. The goat shuddered and bleated weakly as it's life force drained onto the roots of the tree before it stilled. The Aborè nodded to the lamp bearer who hefted the dead goat upon his shoulder, it would be used to make a concoction for Adéoba to eat. The Aborè turned to the shrine and repeated his words.
"èsù, omo oba Adeoti ló rán  mi sí o o. òun ló ní ki n fún o ní oúnje yí o. ".     "èsù,  i have been sent to you by the son of  Adeoti, the king. He has told me to give you this food"

"Jékí ìlú yi tùbà kó tùse."  "let this village be peaceful and prosperous"
The others answered, "Àse!" "Amen!".

The sacrifice was done. The men turned and walked away.Never looking back, looking back would ruin everything they had just done.
When they had moved far away, A figure slipped out of a bush and sprinted to the shrine. The figure stood before the shrine, shrouded in darkness and looked left and right before pulling out a gourd from underneath it's clothing. The figure tilted the gourd and began to pour a substance on the shrine. It was Àdín àgbon, a clear oil gotten from a coconut. But most importantly, it was  forbidden for Àdín to be fed to èsù. This person was intentionaly sabotaging the sacrifice!,
the figure began to speak, it's voice showing that it was a woman  "èsù làálu ògiri òkò . i have been sent by Adéoba to feed you what you cannot ingest. He wants you to choke and suffer. show him what you are made of! punish him for feeding you poison. Do not excuse his insolence !" This was a very clever thing to do, èsù had been turned against Adéoba!.
And as the sun began to rise, the figure turned to leave, and her face was revealed with a smirk upon it.
It was Àwèlé.

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Two days later,Fiwashade was pacing and biting her lips in anxiety. Àwèlé and Ariyike had taken Àdìo, along with some members of their rebellion to see a witch-doctor. The old man was simply known as babaloosa, witch doctor, as he had not been named by his parents at birth. He had instead been given to Ifá , the spirit of divination, as a gift. Suffice to say, he was not the most social person, years of dealing with people's self destructive ways could do that to a person. The man was quick to anger and often called people names while at work, but he was still the best witch doctor in the land. She straightened up as she saw the group returning, immediately Àwèlé was within hearing distance, fìwàshadé began a barrage of questions.
"how was it? what did Ifá say? is everything alright? why aren't you answering? do you have bad news? say something! Ye gods, why are you laughing?"
Àwèlé waited until she could breathe again, she answered. "which question should i answer first?"
"All of them!" Fìwàshadé cried.
" everything went according to plan, well, other than the fact that babaloosa called one of the afobaje's aláìlópolo, brainless, it was okay. The gods have accepted Àdìo as a contender for the throne!" Fìwàshadé squealed and gave Àdìo a big hug. The latter grinning because he liked his god-mother's hugs a lot. He did not understand what was going on yet, he was still just a young boy.
Àwèlé tapped Fìwàshadé. " Fiwa, we have to celebrate. what do you say to eran'gbé and emu? Bush meat and palm wine"
Fìwàshadé squealed again as she began to lead the way. "I know just the place." Even though it was against societal rules for a woman to partake in drinking emu, as it was very alcoholic, there were instances where it was allowed. And this was one of them, the celebration for a future king.

The present king was in very worse shape. èsù was angry and had begun to attack him. Even sleep was not a solace anymore. 'Molewà,  one of his mistresses, who had been pregnant with his child had screamed out from her sleep and had died instantly. The rains had seized in the middle of the rainy season, and the crops had begun to die. The animals were not doing any better. The village was in chaos and Ifa was mum about what was going on. He gritted his teeth and pulled at his hair as he thought about what could be happening in his village, the people were clamouring for answers. He lifted his face to the heavens. "olódùmarè, my village is in chaos. My roof is burning over my head, save me!"  Just as he had finished speaking, one of is guards rushed in with a package in his hands, he gulped and handed it to the king with shaky hands. The king was well known of taking his anger out on the messenger. Adéoba unwrapped the package and stiffened. Lying side by side were a gun wrapped in red cloth and ilarun, an instrument for parting the hair when plaiting it. this was ìpàrokò, a message without words. And Adéoba understood the message well.
The land is divided, and war is coming.

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Okay, so Àwèlé sabotaged Adéoba's sacrifice, thoughts? do you think it's right or wrong?
And i am so excited for Àdìo, the gods accepted him! yay!
Emu is alcoholic, but it takes a certain amount to intoxicate you. A lesser amount would just make you drowsy and your legs would feel like lead.( Not that i've tried it or anything 😐).
lmao, and Adéoba is asking for help after all he has done. Ìpàrokò was used in the olden days to send messages. the ilarun means that the land is divided, and obviously, the gun means war. Certain objects mean certain things. For example, a broom means you have been banned or ostracised from a particular place.

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