Mama Blessed! I called my wife. Yes! Papa Blessed, she replied, what is it? Can't you see that I'm busy in the kitchen. Sit down! I cautioned her, urging her to sit on the chair beside the one I sat on at the sitting room. I want to ask you something. I said. What is it that you want to ask me that cannot wait before the food dones. Eh Papa Blessed? She asked. Sit down! I said. Okay I have sat down she said. Oya ask! I hope it's not one of those your stupid questions you normally ask o. She infused. It's not one of them. This question is serious, it has been bothering me. I said. Oya ask! She urged. Who is the father of Blessed and Okiemute? I asked. What sort of stupid question is that? Are you not their father? She retorted. You better take them to their father o. I adviced her. What does that mean? Why do you feel you are not their father? She asked. I replied; Every night when they want to pray before sleeping they say; Our father, who art in Heaven.
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