THE DARKEST HOUR
(Cry of an angel)
Adaku averted her eyes from Faith in amazement. She drew closer to Monica and stood before her. She looked into her eyes making sure she was in her right senses.
Already, Udoka was beginning to sense that Monica would reveal their identity as citizens of Ndiogoro instead of Eziukwu because it’s not only their father’s land but also where they were born.
“Monica, stop this nonsense!” shouted Udoka. She wanted to drag her away from the road but Adaku, being so dramatic stretched her hand in prevention.
“Both of you are always confusing me. What do you mean by you are no stranger of Ndiogoro land?” she asked looking at Monica.
However, Monica had gone out from the face of the physical to the spiritual as she stood on the road with her eyes closed: she found herself running into the dark forest. The more she ran, the darker the forest became..
When Adaku waited for a reply without getting it, she shook Monica’s body vigorously before she came back to physical.
“Are you dreaming?”
“Leave her alone!” Udoka retorted and finally dragged her sister out from the road.
“You girls should take it easy nah” Faith interfered. “Are you both from Ndiogoro land?”
“No, we are not” replied Udoka.
“Then why did your sister say that she’s no stranger of the land?” Adaku persisted.
“It was a slip of tongue” Monica spoke up. “Please, lets keep going” she led the way followed by her sister, Faith and Adaku.
Ndiogoro land was really blessed by God. Christianity was practised but yet the traditions of the land were never neglected or forgotten. One could see old buildings renovated with modern facilities. Some were storey buildings while some were fantastic bungalows, yet, it was regarded as a village. At the centre of the village were different traditional musicians in action; masquerad of all sort danced and pursued people around with brooms, canes and marchets especially the young women. The king and queen, chiefs and elders on red cap could be seen on executive chairs. They nodded their hands rhythmically to the beat of the music. Among them was chief Dike, a brother to late Mr Williams and uncle to the twins.
The four girls admired the beauty of the land when they approached closer. Though only the twins seemed more enthusiastic about it. They watched each building and wished their father was still alive. Reaching to the festival ground, a masquerad with two horns pursued them.
“Jesus!” Monica first took on her heels before others followed her. On the run, she fell down then screamed in a loud voice as the masquerad hurried to her. It seemed like a dream but it was real! Meanwhile, other girls had scattered around. Before the masquerad got to her, a young man blocked him with money as a way to prevent him from hurting young helpless Monica. He danced traditionally and threw the money in the air. With joy, the masquerad jumped up and danced along with him.
The young man met Monica in the mix of her sister and friends. He looked educated, intelligent and neat to the extent Adaku began to admire him. Seeing him, Udoka remembered David. But the guy became confused when he saw identical faces.
“Are both of you twins?”
The question made Faith rolled her eyeballs and exhaled deeply. She regarded it as stupid one. “How can somebody see twins, yet ask if they are twins?” she soliloquized. Adaku understood her behaviour, therefore she smiled.
“Yes, we are” Monica replied. “Thanks for saving me from that..”
“Is okay” the young man interrupted. “You should be careful next time”
“I’m Monica. This is my sister Udoka and my friends; Adaku and Faith” Monica introduced.
“Hi” Adaku waved at Enest with a smile but Faith brought down her hand.
Enest smiled. “Hi” he replied. “I must take my leave now” he gently walked out.
“Okay bye” Monica stared at him.
The main ceremony began: the women sang and danced traditionally. Of course Adaku and Faith shook their butts to their satisfaction. The twins also danced but were more interested in the beauty of the land they had always wanted to see.
It was beginning to get dark, Udoka tapped her sister and friends.
“It’s time to go home”
“Lets stay a little more” Adaku objected. “Young girls have not even danced for the prince to..”
“Adaku!” Udoka interrupted her. “It’s getting late!”
“Lets still have some fun!” Faith began to dance again.
Seeing that, Udoka held her sister and moved away. Just then a car drove after them..
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