Chapter 11: Morayo’s Kitchen

“She wake early that day, make plenty pancake for me, pack garlic and pepper sauce join.”

As Jude dey talk, you go see as him eye dey red. Even palm tree dey quiet.

Jude Dangana tell everybody, voice dey shake with cry.

Everybody for chief palace bend head. Some dey wipe eye with handkerchief.

Every word dey touch neighbor heart.

Na true—love wey two people dey show each other for public, na that one dey pain pass if e scatter.

If wahala must dey this life, na this kind na the worst.

Some men begin dey reason—“If this thing fit happen to Jude, who I be?” Fear grip them.

Husband and wife wey love each other, just scatter like that, no fit see again.

No person fit even talk how pikin go take understand wetin happen.

This kind thing shake the quiet village. Many men wey dey work far, rush come back, say dem no go gree leave their family again.

Some begin dey call wife for phone every night. Peace run comot from house.

Dem fear say Shuaibu fit show again—even if na spirit.

People dey chop moi-moi and pap for front yard, dey hail Jude as he pass.