WHAT IF TOMORROW MIGHT NEVER COME ❓

CHAPTER 6: MOMENT OF TRUTH

"What! What! What is all this nonsense! where is the ghost?, it's only me standing here. Come out!everybody,come out and feel my skin, I'm flesh and blood with correct five senses, come out and see for yourselves!" I shouted angrily.
The atmosphere was still in disarray, nobody had the nerve to come close to me. I stood in the middle of the compound for over fifteen minutes until I felt a sharp hit on my calf. I turned around only to see a cute little boy struggling to pick up his gig. I'm sure he must've lost control of it and the gig mistakenly hits my calf. He greeted "Good morning sir.sorry I hit you with my gig, I lost control whilst riding it into the compound". "No problem little boy, apology accepted" I replied with a smirk. As a matter of fact, I could really use your help. "How"? he asked. "Come here" I said gently as I carried him in my arms, rubbing his wet hair. Seeing you reminds me of my childhood, of how I used to go around the whole village with bare foot, cruising my gig, shouting "make way! Make way! Make way!"as if it were a real car. Stopping by at any porthole I came in contact with to wash my feet, because my mother would usually flogged me to stupor if I dare stepped foot on her spotless wiped floor with my muddy feet. He giggled and said "your mother is no different from mine, she'll nearly skinned me alive" we both laughed as he climbed down my arms.

"Perfecto!" I said to myself. The villagers had witnessed the whole scene through their windows. They started mumbling "how could this be? I attended his funeral, and I'm sure it was his body I saw in the coffin, afterwards the credentials says it all. No! No! No! This can't be happening, I must be dreaming,quick! Somebody please pinch out of this slumber" I overheard my elder brother in his hut. I giggled and laughed till I shed tears "Brother satigie! It's me, Emmanuel! In flesh and blood and I'm not a ghost. Didn't you see what happened just now? Can a ghost do what I just did with that little boy, rubbing his hair, carried him in my arms,can a ghost do all of these things?
Come out and see for yourself, look! Feel my skin and confirm for yourself that I'm alive and not a walking corpse". Doors started opening, little by little, the villagers started coming out of their huts, waiting for my elder brother to take the risk of coming close to me and confirm my claims.
Finally, he came out of his hiding place, shivering under the scorching sun as he drew close to me. I can't bear but to laugh out loud and made a swift attempt to grab his hands but he quickly drew back, staggering as he reaches the ground. This made everybody laughed out loud. This shameful act gave my brother the confidence to come close to me, held my right hand and delivered a very painful pinch into my skin as I reacted "ouh!" This made him believed I was not a ghost. He sobbed and gave me a tight hug.

"I'm here for a very desperate purpose" I said, but first you need to tell me what happened in my absence? Why was everybody calling me a ghost including you? Where did you get such rumors from? Whose funeral did you attend? When? Where? How?! I really need to know brother!. Or is it because I'm covered in white flour from head to toe? What is really happening here? Can't you tell the difference between a Man covered in flour from a ghost? "Calm down Emmanuel! Take a deep breath, I'll explain in details when we get inside" santigie rubbed my chest followed by some gentle pats on my back.
In hIs hut, i experienced a lot of changes. From the chairs to the Tv, the interior design of the hut seemed a lot more prettier than I had left it years ago. "Wow santigie! You've really tried with this place. It's like you're trying to duplicate Buckingham palace in here" I complemented him with a little bit of exaggeration. He laughed and asked " when will you quit these your silly jokes, born with sarcasm, grew up with sarcasm, are you also going to die with it" he giggled as he handed me a glass of water to calm my racing heart.

"Emmanuel my brother, I'm really sorry for what happened outside there half an hour ago. You see, two days ago I received a call from your wife and kids at Freetown telling me you're dead. I was terrified and had to rush to Freetown only to see a corpse, battered beyond recognition, believing it was you. As a Muslim, being the head of your house in your absence,I quickly arranged for a funeral which took place the following day.your wife made me understood that you left home to raise some money for your house rent after your trusted friends had let you down. But she never told me you where coming to the village to visit me. At first I was thinking of how to raise money and give you a befitting burial, but after what your wife had told me about your friends, I became discouraged but nevertheless I swallowed my pride and gave them a call, telling each and everyone of them about your death. They were shocked. On that same day, six of them sent me a huge sum of money to give you a befitting burial. The money was five times the amount of your house rent and they asked me to manage it, that they'll see what they can do to help your wife and kids.
On the day of the funeral, four of them also donated a very huge sum of money for the welfare of your family and also vouch to fund your kids education. My mouth was full and didn't know how to thank them. The funeral was quickly carried out with sufficient food and drinks for our sympathizers. Emmanuel!, I must confess, the money was more than enough so I took my share with me and purchased the Tv and chairs you're now seeing in my living room. Now that you're here and alive, I'll really love to hear the story right from the horses mouth Emmanuel. What really happened? What was your wallet doing in the deceased man possession? How did it get in his hands? You left five days ago, why are you only arriving at the village now?".

TO BE CONTINUED.......
WATCH OUT FOR CHAPTER:SEVEN!!
Series of typographical errors were made in the penning of this chapter so I'm open to what ever critics and corrections you guys have to make, Thank you!