Alhaji Musa was in an executive meeting a when he suddenly saw a Hajia bintas spirit right in front of him.
He ignored the strange figure and continued. She squeezed his bones, naming him act like a lunatic. Say the truth right now! Tell the world who you are!" She commanded.
"Umm... So due to the publics fear, we would use that as an a...advantage, as well as increasing the a...awareness of safety standards to decreased importa...tation of g...goods." he stammered fearfully like a scared rat.
'Tell the truth! Right away..." Hajia Binta's spirit added more pressure.
She squeezed her fist together mare doing so, his jacket tore and scattered on the table like pieces of rages thrown to the faces of the meeting members. He threw the documents to the middle table and it scattered on their bodies as if it meant nothing. Everyone were surprised at his behavior. The can't imagine it was Alhaji Musa acting so wried.
Mrs. Lydia that was around went to meet him and asked if everything was alright.
"What's the problem sir?" She asked moving closer to him.
"Leave me alone you fowl creature!" He spat into her eyes.
Other business officials present pulled him away from hurting Mrs. Lydia but he pushed away the with full force.
"Are you alright sir?" She asked silently to his hearing but Alhaji Musa grabbed her, full fist like a beast.
"I won't tell you anything you evil spirit! Leave me alone!"
He howled to her makeup face as she cried in terror.
"Sir_"
He roared at her face once more and gave her a very hot slap. Miss Lydia fell to the ground instantly, as if she lost consciousness.
Other business officials present at the meeting had to hold him back.
He pushed them away again and Started throwing punches on his secretary's pretty face. He beat her blue-black and no one could stop him.
"You evil woman! It was my love for you that ruined my entire life!" They tried stopping him before things gets worse but he came into his right senses.
"What is wrong with you, Alhaji! What did you do?" One of the businessmen asked.
"What did I do?"
Then he looked clearly and saw Mrs. Lydia laying on the floor with bleeding nose. She coughed out blood as she tried to speak, breathing was difficult for poor Mrs. Lydia. Her light skinned faces was no difference from that of a pumpkin.
Alhaji Musa looked around at all the stunned faces looking at him. It was as if he suddenly went crazy or something. The awkward stares on their faces made him realize that he just exposed himself.
"Ummm...ummm." He tried to explain but no words came out if his dried mouth.
Alhaji Musa held his head in total confusion as he raced out of the conference room like a boy, running from home to escape his parents beatings. He ran into the toilet scratching his head in confusion as the pupils in his eyes swam in an ocean of tears. He couldn't believe what just happened.
Waking into reality, Alhaji Musa rushed to the sink and opened the tap. Still breathing hard, he washed off his sweaty face and bleedy hands. He washed it over and over again so he would wake up from the nightmare of ever seeing Hajia Binta's spirit.
"What I'm asking from you is easier than what you did to me and my family, Musa." The figure appeared to him again.
"I can easily kill you but I don't want any of your dirty blood on my hands." She warned as he slowly turned back towards to face her and wiped his face to see if it's all a dream but it wasn't.
Seeing her was like he had a lump in his throat, it burned as he swallowed hard. The way it pained felt like swallowing a hot, burning charcoal but he managed.
"Okay Binta, you win! Look, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry I killed your stupid husband! I'm so sorry I planned for your death too. You know I stupidly did everything for your sake Binta!" He cried like a boy, confessing his wrongs before getting punishments.
"Isn't it too late for that, Musa? Do you realize that you're apologizing to a spirit right now?" She smiled at his foolishness.
"I want you to tell the press! Announce it on social media and let it go viral, Mr senetor. Because I'm going to make your life so miserable, you'll wish so wish to die. You'll pray for death but it wouldn't come, Musa!" She snapped her fingers and his legs twisted, making cracking sounds as if they were breaking.
Alhaji Musa screamed out his lungs, to the pain he was experiencing. It was too painful for him to bear.
"You mistreated my children, Musa. I've given you enough time throughout the years but it seems you'll never confess no matter what. So, I'm here for you now. You betrayed our trust in you even though my husband helped you to become who you are today... You still have the nerves to use my children to your own advantage?! I'll detroy your family, Musa the way you did to mine!"
"Please, P... please Binta!" He begged as his phone started ringing.
"Oh, come on. Pick the call. I guess it's your pregnant daughter in canada. Watch as I wash away the child in her womb... All the sins would be on your head Musa! On your head."
"No...you dare not touch my daughter!" He screamed but Binta's spirit disappeared.
Alhaji Musa reached for his phone in the back pocket and it was Jameela, his pregnant daughter in Canada.
In tears..
"Hello Jameela, where are you?!" He shivered.
"I'm at home daddy. I just wanted to hear from you."
"Are you with someone there? Are you alright? Is your husband by your side?!" He asked the questions within a second.
"Dad, is everything okay? Why are you sounding so wried over the phone?" She asked confusedly.
"N..nothing Jameela. Just go to where people are. Go to a crowded place w..here people would see you." He stuttered in fear but Jameela let out a funny laugh.
"Don't worry dad, my husband is seated right next to me."
"O..okay."
"Ouch! He heard over the phone.
"My baby! Ouuuch!!!" The phone slipped through her hand and dropped on the floor.
"Hello! H..hello!" He tried reconnecting but there was no reply. Scared to death, Alhaji Musa threw his phone away in anger. Just then, blood started dripping on his head. He touched the blood stains and looked up. It was dripping directly on his head as it stained his face and white, long sleeve shirt he was wearing.
Almost peeing in his pants, her echoed in his mind.
"All the sins would be on your head Musa! On your head."
Mustafa, jameela's husband quickly rushed her to the hospital. She was already 9 months pregnant that day so, it was her time for delivery.
Alhaji Musa shivered to the blood stains in his body as he washed them away. The deep red bloody stains disgust him so much, this trembling hands stopped midway. He grabbed his phone from where he'd threw it and rushed out of the toilet.
The business officials gathered in front of the toilet to question him.
"You physically tortured your pregnant secretary!" One of the business officials retorted.
"W..what? Is she pregnant?" His eyes widened in disbelief.
"You assaulted Mrs. Lydia right in front of us, you have a lot of explanations to do." A lady muttered.
"You guys should all leave me alone! Leave me the heck, alone!" He yelled. "My daughter in Canada is in danger right now, she's going to loose her baby.... My first grandchild!" He cried fustratingly.
Everyone looked at themselves in confusion.
"What's he even saying?" Someone hissed. You need to meet Mrs Lydia's family and explain things to them. If this issue isn't buried within the four corners of this company, it's going to spread out like a wild fire, so please. Go and settle this case with her family."
"I'm not going anywhere! I'm not apologizing to anyone! I need to see my daughter before that evil spirit kills her babyyyyy!!" He gritted his teeth like it was difficult to say.
Alhaji Musa shoved himself out of their midst and ran out of the building. He reached for his car and threw himself in like a bag of cement. He banged the car door close as his phone started ringing. He saw Jameela on his phone screen so he picked up the call immediately.
Expecting to her his sweet daughters voice, but it was her husband's voice.
"The doctor just told me now that we've just lost Jameela sir..." He almost chocked with the words. "But her baby girl is alive."
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Omg! Serves him right. Right? I feel so excited writing this chapter like seriously? More mysteries t unfold...