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Omoto The Obedient Child- Chapter One

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Omoto The Obedient Child- Chapter One

                                                            CHAPTER ONE
        One Monday morning, in the land of odagbe, at eleven a.m, while the sun was began to shine in the sky. There lived Mr. and Mrs. Rotimi and Erelu with their son Omoto; they called him, both his parents and the people of the entire community of the village of Odagbe.
Omoto’s father is Rotimi while his mother’s name is Erelu.
        Omoto was the only child of his parents, as Erelu was not really intend to get married, at her tender’s age. Erelu was a little girl on her mother’s hand; she didn’t even know her mother, when her mother died at the age of two years.
        All the people of the community, who heard about the demise of Erelu’s mother, they burst into crying from morning till evening. The following morning, the crowd and the crying continued.
        The crying of the people of Erelu’s mother’s compound was too juddering. All the people of the land of odagbe became in the state of discomfort. They equally felt that God is too ruthless on this woman and her child.  On the third day morning, Erelu’s mother was eventually taken to interment; by the village elders to bury her at the only bury ground of the land of odagbe after some times. Erelu’s mother was actually buried and the community people returned back to the state of mourning, about two days after the burial. They really had feelings on her so much as they were both fraternized, each times.  A good scrutinize chief taincy of the community took Erelu to motherless home and told them that he will provide all their requirement for her when needed and, before he left, he told the government to had a good care of her he advised.
        After about fifteen years, Erelu became so big that no one of her mother‘s community can admiring her whose daughter she was, and Erelu herself could not even explain which community she actually came from as well. As no one has ever expressed the details of how Erelu comes into this world to her.  While Erelu was still with the government in the motherless home, she became a distinctive of nursing motherless children too. And when they had saw her that she had gain the experience of motherless home activities, they decided to employ her as one of the nurse to gaze upon the orphans. And she was promise to be paid with little stipendiary to keep her body and soul.
        When she was on betimes, she realizes and reason up her mind that the motherless home is not her eternal abode. She had to asked the management of the institution how she came into this organization, and where does she came from. The most manager who had to tell her, how she was brought and he was around when she was brought to them. He just guess cursory to her in a way Erelu would not understand.
        Erelu was bewilder about the words, and shaded tears on her face as if her body had noticed that her mother was late. Erelu cried     stentoriously until she was really told that she is from the land of Odagbe, ‘please where is Odagbe?” asked Erelu. “Odagbe is a big community that practice communism. Odagbe is not a hamlet”, said by the manager of the organization. “Oh you mean I came from Okobor.”  “Yes it is about twenty five kilometer miles from the motherless home station,” said by the manager of the organization. “How can I get back to my village?” asked Erelu. “And whose community will I say I belong”. Erelu still lamenting to herself on these fact, “why do I not know my parents and the family I belong?” Erelu’s mother Alukhu, was conceive by a elver of the age of sixteen years that Alukhu, Erelu’s mother cannot reform to anyone in the village of Odagbe, is an abomination to the community, and the boy (Egbodion) who do so was not mastermind, but jabber like someone that actually insanity.
        The manager of the motherless home called Erelu, and he gave Erelu a sum of five thousand naira to travel back to her village, Erelu quickly came closer and grabbed the money with one mind of happiness. She was already prostrated before the manager like some Yoruba greetings. “Thank you sir God bless you sir, your enemies will never see your forehead” Erelu prayed for him with sincere heart.
        “Sir please how do I know the direction to my mother’s home in the village of Odagbe.” Erelu asked the manager. “I think you just go home, there lived an old man in the village that despised to be your counterpart will tell you how you were brought up from the land of Odagbe”.
        “Sir, how do I really know the name of the old man in the village?” asked Erelu. “His name is Obi, he lived in a two storey building in the outskirt of the village of Odagbe, meaning the new site of the community” replied the manager.  “Thank you very much sir, I am gratitude”, said Erelu and she left and went beyond a space crafted station.
Where Afemai lines are normally queue up waiting to have passengers that are travelling from Benin to Enugu from Auchi to Benin. She vividly followed the one going to Auchi, like an illiterate girl. Erelu and the few other passengers inside the bus waited about an hour before the bus chairs were occupied. And they zoomed off on time to Auchi. The driver asked all the passengers to come down from the bus, “this is our last bus stop” the driver noted. While the passengers were coming down, Erelu’s case was different. She refused to come down from the bus she has never been to Auchi, since she was born. Erelu was very nervous; she concluded that the driver will take her along down to her village. “In fact I cannot take you to your village” he whispered another driver from elsewhere to come and take her and her luggage back to her village. The driver immediately came with a free mind, and carry Erelu. When they actually arrived at the middle of the village, Erelu decided to ask someone about the old man, Obi of the village. It was then a handsome tall man with black suit, by the other side of the road came towards them, a man that Erelu was uncertainty, tells Erelu that the old man Obi is dead, and he was buried two months ago. Erelu cried, she became hopeless, and her aim was aggravated. Erelu was much disorientated about the death of Mr. Obi. “Sir, how did it happen? When Mr. Obi was not elusive to death” asked Erelu.
“Although Mr. Obi was a widower, and his two children ran away the moment their mother was put into the cadaver, and even to this moment, they are nowhere to be found. In fact Obi died a miserable death of which nobody noticed until his decayed corpse started smelling odorous of his two storey building. Obi’s house was not conducive, since his wife died”. The young man said.
Erelu moved forward with a bad mood and her mind got into contemplating, and after sometime, she stayed alone without feeling to get marry to any man who came her way from their village.

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