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The Hidden Motive 2

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The Great War had occurred between the two communities during a scuffle. A man from Anita’s tribe was killed near the other communities’ village. There was no explanation and Anita’s people decided to retaliate. This meant that the other village also retaliated. This vicious cycle happened until the two communities decided to fight it out. There was so much death and destruction and Anita’s father was a victim of war. After the war, the truth came out. The man who had been killed first was done in by thugs on the road who dumped his body along the way. The King came and led negotiations between the two communities. But Anita’s mother will never forget.

Mama Anita had called some of her relatives to discuss the events that had occurred. In order to kill any suspicion she had Anita go sleep at her friend’s house, claiming she wanted to plan the wedding.

“What should we do Mama Anita?” asked Uncle Musambwa

“That is what I called on you at this time. I am distressed at the fact my child wants to get married to those murderers. However, there is something else we need to talk about.”

“Ah, yes. That is a good enough reason to stop this wedding. Our daughter Anita maybe caught in the cross-fire.” Added Auntie Aisha.

“We had already organized a couple of our men, and they were to strike on the third moon, until…until Anita decided to bring those beasts.” Lamented Uncle Mwalugha.

“This means we have to step up our attack. We have to do it tomorrow night.” Said Mama Anita

There was a general silence in the room. Most of them had raised Anita after her father’s death, the last thing they would want is for her to be sad. Nevertheless it had to be done. She will have to get over it and move on.

“This means I will have to organize a meeting with the boys. Hopefully they can prepare themselves in a day.” Uncle Mwalugha concluded.

“Great. I will never ever give my daughter away to those people. She will go there over my dead body.”


(To be continued)

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