Chapter 106: Chapter 106

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爉iserable, 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爋ur 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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Shattered like a broken piece of an expensive vase, Alhaji Musa trembled in this air conditioned car. Beads of sweat lined up like a necklace on this forehead. It served as a crown of self destruction. The beginning of his downfall and doom.

His hands shivering like a convulsing child as he fixed the key to start the car. It dropped and he had to pick it up again. His eyes went blurry due to the tears gathered in his eyes. He sniffled as he hit his head on the steering wheel. His head mistakenly hit the car horn as the loud, sharp piinn! Brought him back into reality.

Looking at his refection on the side mirror was disheartening. Painted with blood, head and tears, he couldn't even think straight any longer. The last words of Binta's spirit echoed in his head.

The words '...All the sins would be on your head Musa! On your head.' It kept on echoing as he let out a loud cry. He screamed in terror and finally... A smirk appeared on his face. His usual, evil smirk.

He started his car and zoomed towards the direction of his house. To take a nice warm shower, eat, sleep and clear his mind.

"The dead is gone, all I need is to go home and relax. I've had a lot going on in my head. Seeing Binta's spirit was all the fregment of my wildest imagination. Nothing happened and nothing will happen." He said to himself as he drove home.

His wife, Engineer Almirah left him a year ago to meet her children staying abroad.

A year ago; Engineer Almirah, his wife?left him to stay with her children who were already successful in their fields of life. Well, they had three daughters living in Canada. She said she's tired of the marriage and needed space because he stopped being caring. So, Alhaji Musa has been living alone with his gatekeeper and housemaid over the year.

However, he'd impregnated Juliet, the housemaid five times within a year. He gave her money for abortions and luckily for her, it worked out well.

Alhaji Musa had promised to send her to Paris and give her anything she wants when he becomes the F.C.T minister. Well, that's yet to happen.

Getting home to rest, Juliet rushed to him but, Juliet wasn't Juliet in his eyes. Juliet was Binta.

"You're back from work? Welcome sir." She greeted him as she closed the door to his room.

"W..what are you doing here again?! W..what do you want from me!" He glared out if fraustration.

A funny, sheepy smile appeared across let lips.

"I've come to warm your bed again as usual. Or maybe I should turn your head since you've forgotten what happened just a while ago."

"You're dead, Binta! You don't belong here!" He grinned still in fears and tears.

She rolled her eyes at his foolishness.

"You killed me, Musa. My spirit can't rest knowing you're still alive."

"What do you want? Revenge?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he asked.

"No.... I'd have killed you if I really wanted revenge. All I want is Justice for my girls. Only your confessions would restore the honor and happiness you've taken from them, so go and tell everyone what you did! Plus, I didn't kill your daughter... She died a natural death in labour. Musa, I wouldn't kill. I'm don't have a terrible soul like you do. I can already perceive the fragrance of paradise, Musa. And my husband is awaiting me. All you have to do is to say the truth, you're what's stopping me." She?snapped her fingers and the room suddenly turned dark.

"Ahhh! He cried out in terror as he managed to reach for the door knob but it suddenly looked as if it wasn't there.

He find it and opened the door but it looked as if the door was locked. His hands trembled as he pulled out the door knob with all the strength in him. Finally, it opened.

He rushed out of the room like a mad man, and went outside, shivering and stammering "Ghost! Ghost!!"

"Oga, what's it?" Kassali, his Albino gatekeeper muttered.

"Don't talk to me idiot! Open that gate for me!" He commanded.

Kassali wondered what was happening to his boss and opened the gate immediately. Alhaji Musa zoomed out as if he'd managed to escape death. He drove towards NTA television station to expose himself. He made the announcement that he was responsible for the D.P.O, Officer Bamidele's death and a so called lawyer, Humaira Sanni Ahmad downfall. The broadcast and print media covered the news and the whole story about Senator Musa Ahmad's confessions.

"I'm Senetor Alhaji Musa Adamu mostly known for my COLFOLDS COMPANY, Maitama. Apart from these, I own various shopping mall, government complex, within the biggest cuties in Abuja, Kano and Lago s. Monomite and luxury homes all across the continent. My liable client are men of unquestionable character. So you know I'm not a piece of shit waiting for crabs or sprawling nonsense. I'm saying it loud now that I'm a very dubious man. I'm involved with the Colombian drug Lord, south African mafia even the chief criminals in Los Vegas. I support various bandit and terrorist groups across the continent, Asian, African, Europe or whatever. I'm not the big fish swimming in the ocean, I'm the ocean, the big fish swims in. Right now, I'm ready to confess with concrete proofs and anything else to convince the the whole word. This news isn't entertainment, It's confidential It's an emergency, it's important." He retorted.

In no time, the report about Alhaji Musa Adamu and his web of secrets got exposed. The new headline was about the senator that claims a leaked confidential爎eport by the admits to problems with corrupt Federal Government members and other politicians.

On the other hand, Alhaji Musa was arrested for his crimes, which he bold-chestedly accepted. About to take him to jail, he started his mental display, seeing another female policewoman as Binta. He jumped on her like a gorilla, almost strangling the dedicated woman to death.

It took a lot calming him down but that had to take him at see a psychiatrist in the hospital. Immediately, he was injected with Lorazepam to calm down his Nevers because, he saw Binta in every woman.

The psychiatrists had to contact his family members as well as monitor his vitals. Getting Engineer Almirah's contact, they informed her about her husband's mental illness but she didn't give a befitting reply. All she said was that she's still mourning the death of her daughter and Musa's illness is none of her business.

From her reply, it looked as if?he didn't care about Alhaji Musa. She wanted space. A break that would probably last for years.

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Watching this on news, Humaira's heart limped out with so much joy. She called Zainab and asked her to watch the news.

"Come on sis! I've seen it too!" Zainab jerked excitedly over the phone.

"It's everywhere now that Alhaji Musa is a bad man. I wonder why he exposed his secret by himself. Probably what happened to Scorpion right?"

"Yes Zee. Isn't that obvious? Alhaji Musa wouldn't have confessed in his right state of mind. I also heard that COLFOLDS Company too was locked along with other illegal properties and business he owned."

"Masha Allah! That's good news then. Ummm... I'll be going to Kano next week for post jamb."

"Wow! That's good. I'll send something into your account before evening. How about your lover-boy? How's he doing over there?"

"Lover boy?" She muttered sarcastically.

Don't act as if you don't know who I'm referring to silly? How he haven't been naughty with you?"

You're so impossible sis! She jerked over the phone and cut the call.

Zainab chuckled softly after the call.

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Words and Translations

F.C.T: Federal Capital Territory, Abuja. The Central of Nigeria.

N.T.A: Nigerian Television Authority. The largest television network in Nigeria. A television station's channel.

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