Early that Tuesday morning, Baba Agba had woken me from sleep… “Chuks, I think we have an issue!” He said as I rose up from bed… “Good Morning sir!” I said greeting Baba Agba “I hope it will be a good morning, one of the landladies on the street is here to see you, she is a very controversial person. I believe she is here to complain about the youths and teens, because she is the one that stopped all churches that made attempt to establish a branch on the street. She is an ex prostitute who has connections with the high and mighty in the society, so I hope she doesn’t tell you to leave here…” Baba Agba said with sadness very obvious in his voice. The woman sounded like a Jezebel to be feared… I had previously heard about the said woman but never set my eyes on her. She was the owner of a vast unoccupied land that housed a hostel- like structure. “Why does she want to see me?!” I asked a seemingly stupid question “I don’t know, she only requested to see the pastor who has been helping the teens and constructed the free borehole” Baba Agba said I stepped into my flat slippers and walked out to the balcony. I felt I had seen worse things than to be afraid of a mere human. “Good morning ma’am!” I said as I saw her standing and facing the entrance. She looked back at my greeting and for a minute she looked like Chinaza, but an older version. “Oh! Wow, so good to see you in person! My name is Mrs. Coldwealth also known as Madame Money.” “Good Day! I am Chuks ma!” I was always very careful about giving my full name, because of the business I had owned in the past with the money I made through the SPERM COLLECTION Agency. “Really nice meeting you, I am sorry I am bothering you. Can we please take a walk?” She said “Take a walk?” I asked in disbelief as I didn’t know her from anywhere. I looked back at Baba Agba for any cue on what to do but instead she spoke, probably reading my unsaid hesitation. “Baba Agba can go with us!” She said I nodded as Baba Agba agreed to go with us. I walked with this woman who was probably in her late 60’s. Her skin had the many shades of rainbow like someone who had bleached her skin in her young days. “I believe Baba Agba or any other person in this environment would have told you half of what I am about to tell you….but I will start from the part nobody knows.” She said “I lived in Cross river with my parents, I remember being very sharp and witty. I was the delight of everyone who saw me. My mother had a local cafeteria, where I supported her in attending to the customers. My uncle had come to pay us a visit and due to my charming attitude begged my mum to let him bring me down to Lagos, to help his business… He promised he was going to help me get an admission into the University of Lagos, which was my dream and that of my mother’s as well. We fell for his lie and I followed him down to Lagos. He had told my mother, he had a restaurant likewise, but on getting here, I discovered it was a Night club that had a small brothel behind it, where he housed young girls. He was a pimp. In those days, there was no phone to reach out to my mother and I had no wisdom at that time to run away. The first night I got there as a virgin, I was raped by a man who had paid my uncle. I remembered my uncle telling him I was intact and a new product. I wept till daybreak. “Uyai, you shouldn’t be crying, you are beautiful and you should use your beauty to enrich yourself.” My uncle said, while trying to console me. I can never forget those words, the meaning of my name Uyai Abasi is the beauty of God and I was indeed beautiful. I quickly adjusted to the new life as I was a happy girl. Every man wanted to have me, I soon forgot about going to school, as I was making a lot of money, but my uncle insisted I go to school as it was going to be of help to the “business”. He told me it was going to make me have elite clients as well. I went to the university and graduated with a second class lower in political science. The course was deliberate as my uncle wanted me to mix with the politicians… His plans worked out and in no time, I had become the official Sex partner of most politicians, thereby making millions very early in life. As time went on, I started having demands from politicians to give them young girls. That was how I started the popular pimp business I am known for….” Mrs. Coldwealth. At that point, we had reached her place. In front of us was the beautifully painted twin three story building that looked like a hostel. “This was where I camped over 100 girls on a yearly basis for over 35 years, but you know bad things do not last. I had a terrible nightmare one night, where I saw a man who accused me of kicking against the Rock of Ages. He told me I was only hurting myself in the process. From that day everything went downhill for me. The girls started contacting different diseases especially EBOLA that spread in no time. In months, I witnessed the death of over 10 girls in the hostel. Girls started running away and just like smoke, the Word spread round to all my politician clients that I had girls who were infected. That ended my business. This upheaval gave me ample time to reflect and I realized I had been kicking against God, destroying the life of innocent young girls just like mine was destroyed by my Uncle. I have stopped that business over five years and through the process of letting go, I got to meet God. It therefore gladdened my heart recently when I got to hear about you and what you have done to these youths in less than 1 month, I felt it impressed in my heart to give you this structure. Don’t worry I have no kids that will trouble you over it… Having a lot of girls around me did not give me reason to get married or have kids of mine own….” she said casually. “Jesus!” Baba Agba exclaimed I couldn’t pay attention to what she was saying anymore, what was the woman saying? She wanted to give the group a facility that could House 100 teenagers and youths at no cost…! God what is this? This is too much! I can’t handle this kind of next level “ All these were flying in my head… “Excuse me!” Baba Agba said to Mrs. Uyai Coldwealth as he pulled me aside “Snap out of it, this is the LORD’s doing, this is what the Bible referred to when it states that the “Sinners will lay up treasure for the righteous”. We are to eat the riches of the gentiles. God has given you a house for the homeless children like Ajaara and the others. Here, you can train these children to become great tools in the hands of God… I stood there transfixed to the spot… “Should I accept this big miracle?” To be continued…..
