The sight of Sikira on the bare floor with blood on her head, arms and thigh really moved Mr. Adejobi to tears.

“Who did this to you?” he asked for the umpteenth time. He was shaking with anger and fuming like a volcano.

“It’s madam…thugs…and huh…” she was weeping uncontrollably. Mr. Adejobi rushed in to meet his wife.

“What have you done to Sikira?” he asked, “You want to kill the poor girl? Is it her fault?”

At that moment Mrs. Iyabo was beating the devil’s tattoo. She was boiling with rage. “You can go to hell! You useless womanizer, you can take me to court, if you like! I’ll make sure I kill that husband snatcher of a girl!” she thundered.
“Iyabo, do you realize that your actions could lead to the death of the innocent girl and you’ll be charged for murder?” he said.

“Either you like it or not she’s having that baby by God’s grace,” he added.
“She won’t have that baby while I’m alive! She and the unborn baby will rot in hell! Is that right, Oko Iyawo?” she got up and spat with derision and contempt. Instantly Mr. Adejobi went out hurriedly and rushed the beautiful housemaid to the hospital.

She spent a week at the hospital, under intensive care. When she was discharged she took her belongings from her boss’ house to live in Sango Otta, Ogun state. Mr. Adejobi gave her N100,000 to start a trading business and begged her not to abort the baby.

Once in a week, Mr. Adejobi made sure he paid Sikira a visit. She was always happy to see him whenever he called. Mrs. Iyabo didn’t change her behaviour despite the hard lesson she ought to have learnt from her former housemaid. Sikira became very religious and spiritual as the months progressed. She always prayed to God to give her former boss the spirit of patience, forgiveness and love. However, Mrs. Iyabo was still her old self, very vengeful and full of venom; she cursed Sikira every day whenever she woke up in the morning. Mr. Adejobi always plead on the girl’s behalf that it wasn’t her fault but instead she would curse them both, using terrible and unprintable languages.

Nine months later Sikira gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. The boy looked exactly like Mr. Adejobi. The very day Sikira gave birth to her baby, Mrs. Iyabo somehow got to know. She fought with her husband that very day tearing his cloths to shreds. She even took a knife with the evil intention to stab him to death. Mr. Adejobi couldn’t attend the christening ceremony of the baby but he sent a text message to Sikira to name the little baby boy Sunday, because he was born on Sunday, in the afternoon. That very morning, Mrs. Iyabo went inside her room, stripped herself naked and started raining evil curses on the baby boy and her mother.

She continued her salvo of curses thus: “The snake spits and emits poison, may the life of Sikira and her little baby be poisoned as from today! May she face disaster and calamity in her life! May her child suffer and not be happy! May Sikira and her baby die suddenly! May the young baby not live to old age! I command the evil forces and deities to deal mercilessly and wickedly on Sikira and her baby! Ase! Ase!! Ase!!!”