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"The young beautiful university lady had gone against the law. She had plucked the Okasi leaves on a Sunday because she was about to go back to school." Episode three of the story | Ikpe Comfort (Beatitude)


                 When another Sunday arrived, I had thought about how fast the days were going. It was on our way from church, that we heard some yelling and screaming. The young beautiful university  lady had gone against the law. She had plucked the Okasi leaves on a Sunday because she was about to go back to school.
No sooner nor long, the masquerade drum beats was heard and the whole community was in a pandemonium. People ran helter shelter for coverage. The lady was taken to the shrine. Our king was immediately informed and he got ready to go and witness how the decapitation will be.

                 Before the beheading, some people went to the king, laid down with their faces covered with dust, begging the king to forgive the lady, but he was adamant as usual.
When he got to the market square, where the offender will be seen by all, he sat happily, touching every of his Elders with his horsetail.
People were beginning to cry, some were still pleading, but nothing came out of it.
The lady's face was covered with a brownish sack and most people didn't know who the person was.

             Members of the masquerade gang were all set and the king ordered for the removal of the sack from the lady's head. When the face was seen, at first, the Elders were still, the king's servant covered his face and his daughter's maid screamed aloud. The lady looked at our king with a pleading eye. She was our King's daughter. She was the first offender or breaker of such law. Her father looked at her until his horsetail fell. He stood and wanted to run so as to hug her or maybe rescue her, but he was immediately held.

             He had no choice, his only child was be headed and that was the day the law was removed from our land.

©Ikpe Comfort


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