Bab 3: CHAPTER 2

Tadiwa Michael (POV)

REVOLUTION IN CHRIST INTERNATIONAL CHURCH

“As always, Pastor Angelica rocked it. Did you see the way she made those people stand on their feet after just saying a few words?” I asked my friend who was waiting with me in the parking lot as we both stood by my BMW M2 Coupe, a car that was indeed very proud of.

Since I was the one driving it, I should feel cool. It didn’t matter who paid for it as long as the name on the blue book was mine.

Others love calling me prideful and a bit arrogant, but I just can’t help myself. I was born privileged and my family they are quite loaded. I have never suffered a single day in my entire life, and this is something that I am truly grateful for.

And the reason why, despite my dislike for going to church, I still go there. After all, my parents are true believers and very close to church elders. And as their child and son who rely on them for many things, I have no choice but to succumb to whatever they want.

And one of the topmost things was to go to church, so here I am.

My name is Tadiwa Michaels and I am twenty-one years old, a second year in university, a very famous and expensive school on top of that. And also happen to be the last-born child in my family. So, I am a bit spoiled, something that I am not embarrassed about.

Who made me become the last child to be born?

“She always knows how to deliver and that’s why most young men are very interested in her,” Peter, my friend, responded with a faint smile on his face.

A smile that I knew very well and always find it very cute to say every time I see him showing it.

Smacking his shoulder playfully, I asked him teasingly, just trying to see how he would respond and tease him for a long time after that, “Are you still crushing on her?”

Peter glared at me furiously upon hearing that, but those eyes couldn’t hide the emotions that my friend always managed to conceal from others.

Since we had been friends for a few years now, I could read him like an open book despite the serious expression that he always loved showing to others.

“Don’t just glare at me and answer me. Besides, I am just curious about it. You know how popular she is. I heard my mother saying that there is this rich man that had been pursuing Pastor Angelica lately and as much as I want you to be happy in your pursuit and wooing my dear friend, some crushes are meant to be forgotten. I don’t want you to be hurt in the process,” I said woefully as I recalled something that I desperately didn’t want to think about.

Hearing this, Peter, who knew where this topic was going to end from the beginning, looked surprisingly at me, who was lost in deep thoughts and still failed to notice that the other was observing me closely.

He just couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with his friend all of a sudden and if he knew, I bet how he was going to look at me again.

“Dude, what’s wrong with you?” Peter asked me as he shook my arm to get my attention.

Hearing this, I became startled awake. After all, my mind had drifted into some thoughts I had locked away for a very long time and had been trying my best every single day to forget about it, but it seemed that was no longer possible.

I raised my head with a shallow smile on my face, unable to hide my sorrow that I couldn’t even share with my friends or family. It was just too shameful to think about it and I honestly didn’t want anyone to know about it.

My fear of losing those that were important to me was too high. There was so much that I could lose, and I didn’t want that. So, instead of going through that painful process, I would rather lock everything away, even though I know that I will no longer be happy.

And to think that all of this was caused by having a crush on someone and a serious one on top of that, I just didn’t want my friend to go through what I did or still am.

“It’s nothing, dude. Just don’t do things you will regret or will hurt you,” I said diverting the topic as I patted Peter’s shoulder, “there are so many girls eyeing you. Just let the pastor go.”

Peter looked at me for some time without saying a word before sighing heavily and said, “Don’t worry. I have been doing that. I won’t be able to match her. Besides, there is no way that I see myself preaching. That doesn’t seem to be my calling at all. It will soon pass, so stop worrying, okay!” doing his best to calm himself down.

Hearing that response, although it lacked conviction, I smiled at my friend. For at least he was aware of what he could and couldn’t do, but no one would know about the future, so it was still uncertain, but for the moment, this was already enough.

“That’s good then,” I decided to let the issue go and started a new conversation, “are you coming to school tomorrow?”

Peter nodded his head and replied, “Yes, I can’t miss it for the world.”

“Hehe, since when had you become a school lover?” I asked teasingly since I knew my friend very well.

His love for skipping lectures was just so great, so for him to say something like this, he didn’t seem to be the same person. So, my curiosity got me asking.

Peter chuckled as soon as he heard my question and gave me an unbelievable answer, “Mom threatened me.”

“Huh!” the shock was just too much for me.

What was this dude talking about? I couldn’t help but wonder, so I asked, “What are you talking about? Can’t you just finish everything at once instead of letting it out like that?” complaining with the way Peter was answering.

Peter flashed a victorious smile that I greatly loathed before answering, “Hahaha, aren’t you funny? You don’t change, do you?”

“You …..” I was so angry at him and just looking at him laughing at me like that and he seemed to be enjoying it so much and that infuriated me, “Humph, if we weren’t at church, I was going to teach you a lesson!”

“Hahaha, you are very funny. Do you know that?” Peter teased me, laughing heartily as he always did whenever he was happy.

Honestly seeing him like this, a part of me felt happy for his actions showed that he had forgotten or at least set pastor Angelica’s issue aside but it also made me want to smash his head for he was using my curiosity side of stories to wash away his pains.

How can a brother do that to another brother?

“Okay, I will tell you!” Peter succumbed when he saw me pouting sulkily, something that I tend to do unconsciously, without even knowing.

“Someone told her about that, so she threatened me that if I ever missed any class, she was going to take my allowance plus the car. How can I survive without that?”

Hearing this, my eyes brightened up as I looked at the other with glee. All the frustrations had completely vanished upon hearing my friend’s misery, “Umphh, you deserve it!” I rejoiced in his misery.

And Peter, being used to my actions, simply shrugged his shoulders before asking me, “When are you leaving? We have been standing here for a long time now.”

This question reminded me of the reason why I was still in the parking lot when I could have driven home or gone to meet my friends and chill before Monday.

“Damn! You just made me recall!” I facepalmed myself as it dawned on me, “Just where is my mother?”

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