Joojo, don’t enter this house, just go back to where you slept. Selorm angrily spoke.
What is all these bro? Joojo unhappily questioned.
What is all what? Joojo, you had the effrontery to disrespect me? And you went to the extent of sleeping out of this home without even informing me? Joojo, where is your decency? Where is the disciplined kid brother I have loved from infancy? Selorm bitterly spoke.
I am sorry bro, I promise it won’t happen again. Besides, I’ve had enough for today.
It better not Joojo! And one more thing, until you are done with school, I don’t ever want to hear you talk about a woman in this house. Am I clear? Selorm warned.
Yes bro, you are. I’m sorry. Joojo apologized and walked into his room.
An hour later, Selorm joined him in his room.
Joojo, you said you’ve had enough for today, talk to me, what is it? He asked.
Nothing really bro. Joojo lied.
Joojo look into my eyes and repeat those words. Selorm insisted.
Bro I’m sorry, but Mina called me not long ago to blackmail me with pregnancy. Joojo fearfully spoke.
Pregnancy? How? Why? Why you instead of me? Because at least, we had a thing going on between us, just that, we didn’t have sex. Selorm confusedly questioned.
I don’t know bro, I seriously don’t know. Joojo lied.
Joo, I am your brother and you must talk to me. Did you ever sleep with Mina? Selorm questioned while sweating.
Never! Selorm I ain’t that cheap! Besides I ain’t a wicked soul to sleep with my brother’s crush. Joojo lied.
Then why? Why is she blackmailing you? Selorm unhappily questioned on top of his voice.
Selorm I don’t know! I believe Chris is behind all that. Joojo screamed back.
This is not happening Joojo! I must find out from Mina what exactly she’s up to. Selorm shouted and walked out of the room.
Come back bro! Please come back! Joojo called in fear.
No Joojo, I need time to think of what to do! There is something mixed up somewhere and I ought to find out. Selorm spoke from inside his room and locked his door in front of Joojo.
God save me! I can’t loose my brother’s trust. He thought as he walked back into his room.
In few minutes, he had a call from Abigail.
Good morning sir, please this is Abigail. She humbly spoke.
The pastor’s wife? The one I met having sex with another man in a washroom? Joojo cheekily quizzed.
I am sorry sir, please forgive me. Abigail pleaded.
What is there to forgive Abigail? Am I your husband? It’s your life, it’s your choice, but I wonder how your husband has offended you. Joojo talked.
Sir, it isn’t my fault, I am the one taking care of my husband from the salary I earn. So I had no option than to do sex services for money. She shamefully explained.
Abigail, just listen to yourself! Instead of talking to my brother to increase your salary, look at the kind of dirty game you are playing. Anyway, like I said, it’s your choice. But wait a minute, I seem to know that guy on our campus, and I wonder how much money he has to pay you. Joojo informed.
Your campus? No sir, he is a CEO of an oil company. Abigail responded.
Are you sure about that? Joojo asked.
Yes sir. She answered.
Anyway, talk to Selorm about salary increment rather than that disgusting side job. He will fire you if he finds out about it. Joojo advised.
Alright sir, thanks for the advise. She responded and dropped the call.
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Abigail, whom were you talking to Abi, do you realise you are a married woman? Pastor Asamoah complained from behind.
Asamoah, what is your problem? Didn’t I inform you of working late in the night? Abigail angrily questioned.
I don’t believe you Abigail, I simply don’t. Why in God’s name are you doing this to me? Abigail, I have never for once cheated on you since we got married. I know I’m poor, but I also know, that shouldn’t be a guarantee for cheating on me. Pastor Asamoah spoke bitterly.
Think whatever Asamoah, the fact still remains that you are poor and unable to cater for me! Abigail screamed.
Abi please, if not for anything, please, for the church. Just be in this marriage for the church. Pastor Asamoah pleaded but Abigail walked out on him.
He sat in the sofa with his face buried in his palms.
After few minutes, he received a call from his old time friend in abroad.
Asamoah, this is Manu, your friend. He introduced.
Manu? My former business partner and friend who bolted away with my hard earned money? Pastor Asamoah questioned.
Asamoah I’m sorry, I had a project to attend to with the money. He explained.
With my money? How wicked could you be? Because of you, I went bankrupt and you still have the guts to call me? Pastor Asamoah questioned.
Yes Asamoah, I called because I have your money with me and I am sending it to you right away through Western union money transfer. Asamoah, since I run away with your money, I’ve been having nightmares. He confessed.
I won’t believe you until you send the money and the code. Pastor Asamoah responded.
In few minutes, the money worth Ghc500000 was sent to Pastor Asamoah.
He began to scream in tears.
My God has spoken ooooooo! Somebody hold meeeeee!
Abigail quickly run to him from the bedroom.
Asamoah the useless noise maker! What is it this time? She yelled.
To be continued…
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