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Lukeman dashed into the florist shop and dashed out with a bunch of rose flowers. He ran after the fast-moving pick-up van like a mad man whose treasure has been taken away. He quickly stopped a motor cycle. The motor cycle race swiftly in chase of the van. Thank God for Nigerian roads. Lukeman was able to make an eye contact with the young tall pretty Chika sitting at the back seat of the pick-up van. "Will you marry me" boomed Lukeman's voice. Chika boast into an uncontrollable laughter. "Are you high"? She responded and still laughing carelessly. The driver of the van accelerated his speed after the pot-holes and Lukeman tapped the okada man to pursue and overtake. "Please, I am serious. Will you be the friend by my side till death do us part"? At this point, Chika stopped laughing. She looked at her elder brother in the front seat and turned to face her elder sister seating with her at the back seat. "What's your friend's problem"? asked Chidinma her elder sister. "Obviously he has gone insane" Chima whispered to Chika.

The next day, Lukeman woke up in an emergency ward of a physciatric hospital. He looked around him and saw strange man gazing at different directions. The man on the bed next to his gazed seriously at Lukeman's left leg hanging on the top pole of the bed all bandaged. The man looked up, looked down, looked left, looked right and looked back at Lukeman's leg. "Where am I "? Lukeman screamed.

Two years before this year, Chika was invited for a birthday party of a family friend. She had just suffered heart break from one of her Jim Jim brother in Church. She wouldn't have believed any one if she was told that brother Jim Jim will leave her. He was a perfect brother, full of the Holy Ghost and speaks in diverse tongues. She had been attended so many marriage seminars before she met brother Jim Jim. Actually his name is Jimmy Adebowale and that matches with his Jim Jim nature. Five first things to look at for a man that wants to marry you are:

(1) Is he born again? Does he have a salvation story?
(2) What is his relationship with God like?
(3) Does he share your dreams and aspirations?
(4) Is he baptized in the Holy Spirit with evidence of speaking in tongues?
(5) Does he have something doing now?

This was the message of Pastor Mrs Wini, Chika's favourite marriage counselor. For her Jimmy had passed these first five tests 100%. But why did he leave her?


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