[STORY] SUSAN’S REVENGE (Episode 14)

Episode 14.

It was a cool Saturday morning. I always loved weekends. I had washed all my dirty clothes and brought them outside to dry.

My new house was a storey building, painted white. It had 4 bedrooms, a big kitchen, two sitting room and furnitures. Even a TV set was in the two sitting rooms. All the bedrooms had mattresses, with a beautiful bed frame.

The house was too big for me. I was asking God what to do now that I no longer needed my teaching job in Queens high school. But he told to me remain a teacher for the meantime.

He said the mission wasn’t over. So I began to ask God for what to do next. He didn’t give me an answer. It seemed all I could do was to continue interceding for Mr George and teaching.

Even my mentor called to ask me if I had an business in mind. I told her what God said and she encouraged me to obey. In the meantime, Sophia was giving me driving lessons.

I was yet to drive my car into the school. For now, my car was parked at her house. I was expecting her to come with it and pick me up this morning by 11am.

Life was completely different for me. I could buy anything I want. Eat anything I want and go wherever I wanted to go. Jesus sweet ooh.

After washing my clothes with my washing machine. Why I go use hand before?

I gathered them in a big plastic bowl and took them outside to dry. I had already prepared omlete, bread and honeyed tea for breakfast.

I just needed to hang clothes outside and enjoy myself.

“Inside Jesus na so so enjoyment everyday.

Inside Jesus na so so enjoyment everyday.

Enjoyment on Sunday.

Enjoyment on Monday.

Enjoyment on Tuesday.

Enjoyment on Wednesday.

Enjoyment on Thursday.

Enjoyment on Friday.

Enjoyment on Saturday.

Enjoyment Everyday!

Inside Jesus na so so enjoyment everyday!”

I sang as I spread the clothes outside.

Suddenly, a car drove into my compound and parked. As the door opened and the owner stepped out, my eyes widened in surprise.

It was Mr George.

“God what is he doing here? What does he want?”

I stood afar off, looking at him. I was on a Chelsea jersey and a black knee length skirt. My hair was not looking presentable enough.

“Is he here to rape me?” A fearful throught overwhelmed me.

“SUSAN, RELAX! YOU HAVE A VISITOR. SHOW SOME HOSPITALITY!” Came the gentle whisper.

My fears dissipated and calmness overwhelmed me. I dried my hands with a towel and walked up to meet him.

“Good morning sir!” I grinned, stretching my hand for a hand shake.

I could see the unmasked confusion on his face. Yes oh! My God will confuse those that mock me.
He stared at my house and then at me.

“Do you live here?” He asked.

“Yes! This is my house!” I answered.
He laughed.

“Susan, stop being ridiculous. You can’t own this large place as a single lady and a school teacher. This is a family house!” He argued.

“Sir, I once told you I was an orphan”.

“Oh! Now I get!” He interupted.

“You should have said, this is my father’s house. That would have been a more detailed explanation.
That would have made more sense”, he said and walked towards my door.

This guy is so annoying. Well, I’m not his puppet anyway. I followed behind.

He opened the door by himself and looked inside. The interior was so breath taking. He stood at the doorway looking around, blocking the entrance.

“Oga commot for road make I enter my house”, I said within me as I cleared my throat to call his attention.

“Wait outside Jor!” He said grimly and continued looking around.

I was like, see this guy oh! But the Spirit within me was calm. So I waited for him.

Satisfied with keeping me outside my own house, he moved out of the doorway. I knew he intentionally kept me waiting behind him but pretended as if nothing happened.

He sat on the couch and crossed his legs. What an arrogant fellow.

“You may have a shelter, but do you have food in this house?” He asked abruptly.

“Won’t you offer me something to drink at least?” He asked, smiling mischievously.

Chai! My God has disgraced all those that mock me.

“Sir! Would you love to join me for breakfast?” I asked and pointed to the dinning table.

“Bring the food here! If at all there is anything in this house”, he replied, thinking I was joking.

Oh my God! I was laughing within me. I can’t explain how Holy Ghost helped me to control myself.

I entered my kitchen and came back with a tray in my hand.

I placed the food on a stool in front of him. I opened my omlete and allowed the aroma to slap him on the face. The sitting room was filled with the appetising meal. The bread and the tea was there. I even added a bottle of non acholic wine.

Holy Ghost! You too much!

He looked at the food in front of him and then at me, who was fighting the urge to laugh.

“If I eat this food, you won’t have anything left to eat”, he said shamelessly.

“Sir please go ahead!” I said respectfully and went for my kitchen.

I came back with another tray and sat beside him on the three seater couch. I placed my food on another stool. My tray contained omlete, bread, tea, blue band, and a plate of stew with two chicken laps.

Today Na today! Talk say my God no good.

He looked at my food and then at me.

“Oh God! Holy Ghost! Why are you resisting me from exploding in laughter?” I asked in frustration, as everything in me wanted to laugh so badly.

“Sir please eat my food!” I said to him.

“If you like chop! If you like no chop. That one no concern me!” I said inwardly.

To my surprise, he took the cutleries and began to eat.

Our breakfast lasted up to 10 minutes before we both stopped. I stood up to clear the dishes. He barely finished his meal.

Throughout the period we ate, I caught him staring at me with a confused look. But immediately our eyes met, he quickly looked away.

“Thank you!” I said as I came back from the kitchen.

“For what?” He asked.

“For eating at my place”, I said.

I saw the frown on his face.

“Are you saying I’m a beggar? Are you trying to tell me I don’t have food in my mansion?” He asked as his muscles tightened in a frown

Na wa oh. This guy is too pompous..

“No sir! Just that I want you to stop acting as though I bite. That’s all!” I said with a smile.

He looked away and said nothing.

I sat down at the couch opposite him this time.

“So how are you doing?” I asked, trying to break the silence.

“I should be the one asking you that!” He said and turned to face me abruptly.

“Why?” I asked with a calm smile.

“Susan, you have not been paid your salary for the past 3 months. Where did you get all these?” He asked frowning.

“Oh!” I raised an eye brow.

“Birds of the air do not sow or reap, yet your heavenly father feeds them….”

“Stop!” He shouted.

“Don’t tell me a book gave you food!” He yelled.

Chai, this guy was a frustrated man.

“My Jesus has been taking good care of me. He’s such a loving father”, I replied with a calm voice.

He went silent. We both stared at each other without uttering a word.

So I decided to break the silence.

“Sir, why did you come to see me?” I asked.

He turned his face away and hissed.

“I came to remind you that you have not been paid for the past 3 months and to find out how you’re doing?” He said grimly.

I chuckled, placing my hand over my mouth.

“Awwn! That’s so sweet of you!” I said softly.

He sensed the mockery in those words and grimaced.

“So when are you coming to get your salary?” He asked.

“What salary?” I asked feigning surprise.

“Susan, don’t you want to be paid anymore?” He asked.

“You can have my salary. Afterall, you said it makes you richer”.

“Susan!” He said with a calm voice.

“Actually, I have a better offer for you”, he leaned forward.

“I’m giving you the sum of two hundred thousand naira. If only you can comply with me”, he said in a hushed voice.

“SUSAN, CAN WE LAUGH?” The inner voice asked.

I threw myself on the cushion laughing. Oh my goodness! This is unbelievable! George! You’re such a loser! Thank you Jesus! Thank you for putting shame on those that planned to mock me.

George stood up and walked towards the door. His pride had been hurt. He stood at the doorway and turned to look at me.

“Susan, you’re such a fool! How can you work in a school for 3 months without being paid?” He said angrily.

“Mr George, stop all this. Surrender your life to Jesus. He has been whispering his love into your heart all these while. He’s been knocking for so long”.

“Susan!” He shouted.

“You are crazy! By the time you have nothing left to eat, you would come back to your senses!”

“Sir please, don’t forget to come here when next you’re hungry!” I replied.

I saw the anger in his eyes. As he turned around and slammed my door loudly. He turned around, came back to my door and gave it a hard kick.

Oga George, Na wetin the door do you?

To be continued…