Shadows of the Green - Season 1 - Episode 22

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Shadows of the Green - Season 1 - Episode 22

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“Gori, I don’t know your father o….” He said as he wiped off his sweat with his hands, he was not the type that sweat, seeing himself sweat was a bad omen and he knew it.

“I am asking this for the last time, who is my father?”

“Ehm…. Gori, calm down… Let me explain
everything to you.” He begged.

“I’m listening.”

“My father rescued your mother right on this
land. He came to pick some herbs when he
saw her on the floor half dead. She was
bloodstained, my father rescued her and
took her to his house. She refused telling
anybody who impregnated her, my father
said her brain had been wiped off. It was
few weeks later that he discovered she was
pregnant… Gori, I only married your mum
when I impregnated her.. That was when
she gave birth to Foluso…” He confessed.Gori had always had the thought that the man
was not his father, while growing up, the
man would pamper Foluso and his siblings
while he was left to suffer. His mother was
the one who would buy him Christmas dress
or else he would wear the old ones. The
man had refused to be addressed as Baba
Gori, Gori felt disgusted. No father in his
right senses would get his son sold out. His
sight irritated him, he bagan making some
incantions and before Baba Foluso could
blink, he was already on the floor. Baba
Foluso made some inxantions, invoked
some spirit all to no Vail, Gori was already on
his feat.

“You are going to die for two reasons…. One,
for being an ingrate… You sold me out abi…
Mr. Judas. Secondly, for treating me bad as a
kid, do you know the best you ever offered?
Giving your poor Nokia while going to
school even though Foluso was using a
bigger phone by then. Greet your father for
me and help me arrange seven good rooms
for the Green in hell…” With this, he left, Baba Foluso could not talk anymore, his tongue was tied. Tears fell down his cheeks, he had wronged Gori, a quick glance at his beautiful house inwhich his greed could not allow
him live in, he breathed his last.

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“They have succeed ! They killed him! They
killed my husband because he had
succeeded in building a house non of their
family members cannot afford!” Mama Gori was shouting on top of her voice. She was
shattered, her love was gone.Even though,
he was a drunkard and chained smoker,she
loved her. She was wearing a black iro and
buba. Their little living room was filled to the
brim. Baba Foluso was a popular man, all
their neighbours were around as two of
their were consoling the bereaved wife. His
friends from all agbo joints were present
too,some were murmuring, some were
crying while some were quiet.

“Iya Gori, stop that! How can we kill our own
blood.” An elderly woman sitting amidst
Baba Foluso’s member spoke.

“You were never in support of the land
given to him…. You are all wicked. I will make
sure the Baale is aware .. You can’t kill my
husband and go scotfree!!! You ingrates!”
She barked. Gori walked in, he looked so
sad, he greeted his siblings and walked to
his mother.

“Hold it there… You stranger! Who are you to talk to us anyhow!!! Omo àtòhúnrìnwá
jatijati! Who killed your wretched husband?
Where will an ologogoro man get such
money to build such house in less than a
month!” Moriamo, the youngest of them all fired, she had a sharp tongue and all
members of the community dreaded her.

“Do I talk to you? Moreso, whenever a
woman is married, she now belongs to her
husband house but you… No o! You are
always here and there… That is why at forty,
you have five children with an husband…
Ashewo!! !” Mama Gori fired back.

“You guys should better stop this
nonsense… And you! You are still mourning
your husband,while are you addressing
your mother-in-law like that!” Olori ebi
cautioned
“Sister-in-law.” She corrected eyeing
Moriamo.

“Mama Gori, calm down now.”Mama Solo begged.

“Mama Gori,don’t you have respect for the dead.” Every where was quiet.

“Mummy, pack your things and by
tomorrow, I’ll drive you down to the new
house.” Gori broke the silence.

“Who ask you to talk?” Moriamo blasted.

“….and that house, you can’t pack in like
that! It belongs to Us all.” Olori ebi added.

“Well, they are married which makes it clears that the house belongs to my mother.

Moreso, my mother’s name was on all the
documents and if any of you have any
problem with that… Let us meet at the
court…” Gori said, it was his money and it
belonged to his mother. He had changed all
the document and receipt through his
diabolical means.

“Gori, you are too young for this…” Olori sbi warned.

“Even when I am older than YOU!” Gori fired, everywhere was quiet. How could Gori be older than everyone.