Mummy Please Don’t Kill Me Episode 4

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“What exactly did you want from me?” I question her.

“I have come to take what belongs to me,” she stated.

“I owe you nothing; get away from me. I replied.

“Hahahah!” She gave a sarcastic laugh.
causing me to wonder if what I said was funny.

“When you drank from the covenant pot of Makaka, the great god of wealth, your soul became mine, as did your daughter’s soul. Hahaha” She retorted.

That is when it dawned on me. I have gotten myself into a huge mess.

“Look, I know I followed Victoria to your shrine in error, but I cannot sacrifice my daughter, whatever you may be. I only have her. I promise not to reveal your secret to anyone. I replied.

“Haha! “All you are saying is nonsense; I give you from now until tomorrow morning if you do not show up in Makaka’s shrine, you will take whatever you see from us.” She spoke and then vanished.

“God! What will I do now? I do not want to sacrifice my child.

Jewel had a fever the next morning and was vomiting. With the little money I had left, I took her to the hospital, where she was admitted and placed on a drip.

The doctor performed some tests on her, and after a few hours, he summoned me to his office for a conversation.

I left Jewel in the care of a nurse to hear what the doctor had to say.

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I entered his office, and he offered me a seat.
I immediately sat down and told him to tell me what was wrong with my child.

“Young lady, I am sorry to say this, but your daughter is very sick and requires an urgent kidney transplant; she has a kidney stone,” he said, and I felt as if my entire world had crumbled right in front of me.

“No doctor, please; my daughter is not ill; she is just running a temperature. How could a small child like her have a kidney stone? I asked, in tears.

“I can not tell Madam, but it is strange because the first scan I ran showed she was fine, so I was tempted to run another one and discover she had a kidney stone. I ran about four scans for her, and all of them showed she had a kidney stone except for the first.” He replied.

“What should I do now, Doctor?” I asked while crying.

The doctor requested that I pay a sum of three million so that proper treatment could begin for Jewel.

It is been three days and I still can not come up with the money. Jewel was discharged because I did not have enough money to continue her treatment after spending all of Victoria’s money and my savings on her medications.

I have no choice but to return to the slum and think about what to do next.

I was crying on the mat next to Jewel, who was asleep.

“Why is life so cruel to me?” What did I do? Why me? I sobbed slightly.

“Am I going to die, Mummy?” Jewel’s faint voice came to my ears.

“No, my child. You will not die.” I said, taking her hands in mine.

“Then why am I feeling so weak?” She questioned.

“Just because you are sick right now does not mean you will die.” I replied.

“Mummy will work hard to ensure you get back to your normal self.” I reassured her.

“Thank you, Mummy. You are the best mummy in the whole wide world.” She tried so hard to laugh.

“And you are my best girl, my jewel and treasure.” I hugged her and she immediately fell asleep.
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The next day, I went out hawking some fruits; I had gone earlier to ask my parents for money, but they treated me like a criminal, calling their dogs to chase me out of the house.

I was finished with the hawking and returned from the market to pick up Jewel from Mama Ojo while counting the money I had made.

It was only five thousand naira.
“It is only five thousand naira; what can five thousand naira do? It is not even close to a million naira. “How am I going to raise money for Jewel’s treatment?” I inquired within myself as tears streamed down my cheeks.

I got home and met Victoria’s car.

She immediately saw me. She stepped out of her car and approached me.

“What are you doing here, you deceiver? I inquired in rage.

“Patricia, why are you acting so stubborn? By now, you could be swimming in money. “Now that your daughter is sick, it is the right time to sacrifice her without anyone knowing that you used her for money ritual.” Victoria spoke.

“And who told you that my daughter is sick?” Do not tell me….

“Nothing, absolutely nothing, is hidden from the god of Makaka,” she interrupted.

“Go and tell whoever sent you that I will not sacrifice my daughter; she will not die, and I will work hard to raise funds for her treatment. I fired.

“Remember, no one disobeys the god of Makaka, and go Scott free; be prepared to dance to the beat, you stubborn fly.” She lashed out angrily.

“Get out of my house now,” I yelled.

“Do you really call this public toilet a house? “Even a dog would refuse to sleep in such a filthy environment,” she mocked.

“At least it is better than yours, which was built with human blood.” I said, and her expression changed.
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Jewel’s health is not getting any better. Her stomach has swollen and her face appears pale. So far, I have saved up to a hundred thousand.

Every night, I had dreams about strange people trying to take Jewel from me. Or flogging me.

I was about to return to bed when I sensed a strange presence in the room.

“Mummy, they are here to take me; please do not let them take me.” Jewel, who had not spoken in about two days, said with her eyes tightly closed.

“Who?” I questioned her, but she fell back into a deep sleep.

I gently tapped her on the face, but she did not respond. I called her name several times, but she did not answer. I felt her breath and realized she was not breathing anymore.

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