Note: This is a filler chapter, it has nothing to do with the plot. I just really wanted to write this, so I hope you enjoy.
HOLY HOLY
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‘Hypocrites! Don't we just hate them? But if we do hate them, then we must hate ourselves more right? Because you can keep lying to yourselves, but what you do in the dark, will one day be revealed in the open and when that day comes, you will cover yourself in shame while the people mock you.’
Ikechukwu hugged his pillows round his head, the words from the Chosen mopol was really starting to irritate him as it disturbed him from his sleep. Ikechukwu still didn't understand how people would wake up by five in the morning, just to come out and preach when they can do the same thing by twelve or whatever time normal people woke up.
He knew the voice so well, it was his neighbor, Mr Uche Amadi. Mr Amadi was a single man in his late thirties, though he looked like he was in his fifties. No one knew the day he moved into the compound, but his presence was noticed the day he started preaching. No one knew his occupation, but Ikechukwu knew whatever he did, it sure was bringing him money due to the expensive cars he owned. Kunle would sometimes joke that if Ikechukwu didn't change, he would end up like him, Ikechukwu had nightmares after that.
“Do unto others, what you want to be done to you!” Mr Amadi shouted ringing his church bell.
Ikechukwu sighed and threw his pillows away, it wasn't helping matters. He heard a bang which made him jump up with a start, he got out from his bed and he walked outside, to find Kunle wearing a shirt as he hurried to the living room.
"Where are you going by this time?" Ikechukwu asked.
"Where else?" He asked like it had an obvious answer. "I am going to talk to that man outside there, he is mad, it's like he was sent by my village people!" Kunle shouted putting on his bathroom slippers, he headed to the door.
Ikechukwu rushed after him. "Kunle calm down, wetin the man do?"
"Are you asking me that?" Kunle said as he unbolted the door stepping outside, Ikechukwu fast behind him. "Other people are preaching on the streets, he is preaching inside the compound, is it only him that paid house rent?"
Mr Amadi turned to their direction when he heard their approaching steps. Bringing his microphone to his mouth. "Stay away from immoral acts, so you can walk into the kingdom of God." Now, it was very obvious that he was referring to Kunle.
"Your Papa!" Kunle shouted, showing Mr Amadi the Waka hand. "It is you that will not walk into the kingdom of God with your KK legs." He was referring to Mr Amadi's K-leg.
"I won't talk back at you," Mr Amadi said looking the other side. "Stephen was being stoned to death by the Sanhedrin, but like he said 'Lord do not hold this sin against them'." Then turning back to face Kunle. "I pray the Lord showers his mercy on you."
Ikechukwu held fast to Kunle who looked like he was about to break Mr Amadi's head. "Be here and be acting holy holy, it's only you that don't sin, the day your own sin is exposed eh, I will show you why social media is a dangerous weapon!" Kunle said before turning back to walk inside the house. "You're disturbing my sleep oo!" He added before entering his apartment.
"You shouldn't associate yourself with someone like him," Mr Amadi told Ikechukwu. "I see you're a good person, he isn't."
"Who are you to judge a man?" Ikechukwu asked walking away without waiting for a reply.
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