One morning,Obiefule woke up very sick and tired . He could not get up on his feet . So he called out to his wife and son. Ekwe was the first one to get to him.
"Father you called me,what is it?"
"My son,you will go to the farm alone today."he coughed a bit.
"Why?"Ekwe asked and walked quietly to the bedside.
Obiefule took a deep breath and continued,"I am feverish. I will need to get some medications to get back on my feet......"
Obiageli entered the room greeting , "Good morning, my lord ",she went on her knees.
"Good morning,woman . I have just instructed Ekwe to haste to the farm ."
"What about you?Are you not going with us?"
He shook his head saying,"I will not wo opman. I am very sick . You will remain with me to administer some herbs to me."
Oh sorry, my lord. I know this will eventually happen , because you have been working too hard for some time now." She went close to her man and felt his neck with the back of her hand . After she had done that, she added, "You are hot
,you need some rest to get over this illness."
"I know. But I will be alright. Quickly,go and prepare some herbs for me while Ekwe hurries to the farm ."
"Okay " . Obiageli turned to her son and said ,"Ekwe,be careful and be watchful. When it is almost sunset make sure you return home immediately. The forest is not safe for children in the evening." "Okay, mama,I will do my best to get back on time. Goodbye.!" He left his parents in a hurry to prepare for his journey to the farm. Ekwe walked happily through the bush paths that led to his father's farm as the birds were already whistling keeping the forest alive. He got to the farm in a good time and worked very hard all day.
