Elle A Transformé Son Mari En Squelette… Pour Devenir Riche
She turned her husband into a skeleton to become rich. Welcome to French African Folkal. She rushed towards her friend when she heard the women’s screams coming from all directions. Mama Adassa, give me that loincloth. I want 10. You don’t have the blue color. Jewelry too, madam. I love it too much.
How much are those five? I’ll take everything. I have 100,000 CFA francs, I’ll take anything on the spot. Imani watched. The customers were jostling each other. The loincloths were selling like hotcakes. Adassa, she was smiling. Imani approached, shook her head and said, “Hey darling, it’s hot in here.
And I want to become like you too.” Imani and Adasa were not strangers. They had known each other since childhood, same neighborhood, same school. They grew up together, always close, always together. They studied, ate from the same plate and laughed in the same classrooms. And then one day, they made a decision: we’re going to sell, we’ll manage.
They started selling loincloths and jewelry at the Nkembo market, over there in Libreville. That’s where it all began. Imani, she traveled a lot. Benin, Togo, China. She would go and get the loincloths herself. She was sleeping on the road. She traded in the warehouses. She was fighting. She had even opened a store in Libreville.
She did everything she could to succeed. His friend Adassa also sold the same merchandise, in the same town. She had a shop in Libreville. But there was one thing that was wrong. Adassa, she never moved. She didn’t travel, but she prospered. Containers arrived at her home every month, sometimes even several. It was overflowing in his warehouse.
The store was full of sponge. She didn’t even have any room left. And the price was like in Togo, China, wholesale price , half price. Even those who used to travel have stopped. They came to buy from her because Adas sold as if she were there. But she had never traveled. Imani approached slowly. The customers were still there, but she didn’t care.
She stood before Adassa and said, “You, you’re thriving. Me, since I started, I’m traveling, I leave, I come back. But frankly, I’m not making ends meet, not enough profit. I’m exhausted, I spend money, I’m running around, and you, you stay here and you earn.” Imman looked her straight in the eyes. “My dear, how do you do it? Tell me, explain a little.
We’re friends, we’re sisters. You can’t keep your secret from me. I also want the containers to come here to Libreville. For me too, for my goods.” Adassa looked at her and said calmly, “My dear, you have to fight.” It’s a lot of sacrifice. I work too. I place my orders and they are delivered to me. Imani frowned .
How do you place your orders ? Because I’m wasting my money here. I’m going to China, Togo, Benin. Frankly, I’m tired. Perhaps I need to change. Perhaps I too should start ordering from here. The money I spend on these trips, I can use to bring in the goods. Adasa just touched the head. She didn’t insist. But if you want to have a proper talk, come to my place on Sunday.
Imani said, “Okay, my darling, I’ll come.” When she got home and went straight to her room, her husband was there, lying down, with the TV on. She climbed onto the bed and laid her head on it. “I was going to tell you something.” Her husband turned off the TV. Adassa, it is thriving. You yourself can see, it’s not small.
I don’t see myself as one. But she’s on another level. Containers are being delivered to her home. She doesn’t even travel. The husband nodded . Did you talk to him? Yes. I asked her, and she told me to come to her house on Sunday. He said it softly. It’s good. It’s better to talk at her place, not at the market.
Maybe she’ll open your eyes. Yes, maybe she has secrets to tell you. That way, you will welcome these secrets and you will be able to do better. She just said, we’ll see. On Sunday, they left together. Imani and her husband took the car and went to Adassa’s house. When they arrived, Adassa’s husband was in the courtyard.
The children were playing. They settled in. Imani looked at his friend. My darling, how are you ? You promised me. I came. Adasa nodded. She didn’t say much, just a quick, knowing look . Asa’s husband approached. He greeted Immanie and her husband. Then her husband calmly said, “Explain to him what you’re doing.” There’s nothing serious.
She, too, wants to progress. She wants to bring her goods back. That’s normal. Adasa watched Imani and actually we have a meeting with our supplier tonight. Imani turned her head. What time is the meeting? Around 11 p.m. Sometimes midnight. It’s always like that. Why so late? asked Imie’s husband.
That’s how it is with the people who come there, they’re not just anyone. Major businesspeople, prominent figures. They don’t want us to see them. We do this discreetly. Imani just listened. Then Adassa turned to her and said softly, “If you want to understand, come with me tonight.” Imani smiled. She looked Adassa in the eyes and said calmly, “Yes, my darling, I will be there.” They kissed.
Then Immanie and her husband got back into the car. Off home. When they got home, they ate and laughed. That evening, everything seemed normal, but in Immanie’s heart, there was this phrase: “Finally, I will discover the truth.” That evening, Immanie returned to Adasa’s house as promised.
part2
She parked her car in the courtyard and they got into Adasa’s 4×4. They drove slowly and then the car stopped right in front of the Lalala River. Imani looked and said, “But are there people here at this hour? They’re still selling next to the water.” Adassa smiled and my girlfriend, I forgot to tell you before each meeting, we have to buy you the eggs. Six eggs, no more.
We throw them in the river and then we can go. Imani said nothing. They bought the eggs and calmly said, ” Since you’re new, you have to start.” You throw six eggs and I’ll follow after. Imani looked at him, not sure she understood, but she didn’t ask any questions. She took the eggs one by one and her friend also threw six eggs.
And right after that, they were gone. They found themselves in a forest. There were lots of women, all mothers. They were sitting and in the middle of it all, a woman’s voice was speaking. But Imani, she couldn’t see anyone. It was as if the voice was coming out of the speakers, like a recorded message. She couldn’t see the person who was speaking.
She thought maybe it was a system installed there and that’s when she saw a house, a glass house. But the worst part was that we could see everything inside. There were men, many men, and even Adasa’s husband. Imani thought to herself, “But I left it at home.” Adasa responded calmly; he got there first.
He ‘s already here. The women were outside, the men were inside, and nobody was moving. The meeting had begun. Everything seemed to be going well. Nothing strange, just people listening. But in the end, the voice returned. She said, “The older girls on this side, the newer ones on the other.” So they separated, two groups, each on their own side.
And then they were asked to form a circle. The newer girls together, they formed the circle, and then they began to pray. Prayers that Imani didn’t understand, words she had never heard before. After the prayer, she was led to a table. There, a person sat there, mute, but writing. They were noting the names without speaking, just a glance and a pen moving quickly.
When it was her turn, the voice returned. A voice that couldn’t be seen but could be heard clearly. “We are going to give you some dust.” Imani frowned. She knew what for . The voice continued as if she hadn’t heard anything. “When you go home, you take some water, drinking water , you put the dust in it, and you give it to your husband.
” Imani hesitated and said, “But he will “To taste it.” “No, it’s like water. ” Exactly the same.” She sat there dusty. She didn’t say anything. And then they told her something else. ” We’ve registered your name. Soon you’ll receive your first container. But I have to send money.” ” No, with us, you sell first and then you pay.
We see how you do and if it works, you continue.” Imani simply replied, “Okay. Thank you.” That’s when it all really began. Come in, come in. The story has only just begun. She just looked at Adasa and said, “My friend, thank you.” On the way back, there was nothing but water. They found themselves at the riverbank again.
They got back in the car. They drove home. They arrived at Adasa’s house. Imani got back in her car because she had left it there. She couldn’t leave with two cars. She drove slowly and went home . When she arrived , her husband was waiting for her. She went inside and said calmly to him: “Honey, everything went well.
” They took my name from there. And you, aren’t you thirsty? I’m going to get some water. She took some water and in what was left in the glass, she put the dust and handed him the glass. You never like to drink water. Drink a little. That might be why you’re a little tired these days. Her husband laughed.
Oh no, you there, when you’re happy, you talk too much. He drank. They went to sleep. In the morning, normally, it’s always the husband who gets up first. But on that day, it was the woman who woke up. It was 8 a.m. She turned around. Her husband had not yet gotten up, but he was breathing. She shook it gently. Honey, wake up.
You have to go to work. But the man did not wake up. She started to panic. She picked up her phone. She called Adassa, “My sister, my husband is not waking up. He is still sleeping.” And Adassa told her: “Close all the windows, lock your room. Tell your children that their father has traveled, that he will return.
Then she added: “Get ready, tonight, we will see each other again.” “There’s a meeting.” And when evening came, they met as usual, same place, same time. At the Lalala River, they threw the eggs, six eggs each. And as usual, they met there in that strange place where a voice spoke, but the person was never seen.
At the end of the meeting, Imanie approached the woman who was recording the names. “Mother,” she said, “I gave my husband the water as you said, but he didn’t wake up.” And the woman replied, “Your husband will wake up on the seventh day.” This is only the second one. You still have 5 days left.
When it’s the 7th day, you come back here. We’ll explain what happens next. She looked up. At the top, there was still that house in transparent green. She saw Adasa’s husband still there, still in the same place. She thought to herself, “But every time we come here, her husband is already here. Yet, we left him at home.
” And Adasa replied with a smile: “Men drive faster than us.” Imani said nothing. She simply accepted and the days passed. Every day, she locked the room. She told her children that their father was away on a trip. Fortunately, these children were grown. They understood quickly. And the 7th day arrived. Very early in the morning.
Imanie did not open the room. She left as planned. When she arrived there, they told her, “You’ll find your husband at the shop, not at home.” She was shocked, but I left my husband in the room. I locked it, but the voice told him that’s how it is here. Don’t ask too many questions. The main thing is that your husband will wake up.
So she went back home, but not directly. She went to the shop and there she saw a big truck, a big container, and at the wheel of the truck, her husband. She couldn’t believe it. Her husband didn’t even know how to drive. He always had a driver. But this time, he was driving himself. He went downstairs.
He took her in his arms. My baby, I missed you. Come on, let’s unload. It was 1 a.m. and we had to finish before 4 a.m. You are a strong woman, my baby. She looked at him and said, “The container is too full, baby. It’ll be impossible for two people.” And the husband replied, “Don’t worry, just wait a little while.
” She sat down and her husband took a short ride behind the truck. He returned with several people. They began unloading the goods. They put everything in the store in a warehouse, but it wasn’t enough. The belongings even slept outside that day. And the husband says, “I’m going to drop off the container. See you at home. You, go home now.
I don’t want to arrive here at 4 a.m. with the container still there.” Imani looked at him. My husband, how long have you been driving? But her husband had already gone upstairs. Then she speaks to the guard. Keep my shop to myself. There’s business going on outside. There’s more room inside. Imani gives them some money. She went home.
She’s coming. She opens the bedroom door. Her husband was not in bed. Oh my God ! But I had closed the room; I had to find him inside. And then, her husband came out of the hallway. My darling, were you looking for me? I am here. She didn’t understand anything anymore. It was beyond him. She did n’t want to ask too many questions.
So they went to sleep. And in the meantime, the containers were delivered every month. She was selling like never before. So far, no problems, nothing has been reported. But in 6th grade, yes, 6 years later, she started to think. I didn’t do it like that for so many good years. They still had a meeting. They did as usual, the six eggs, the river. They left.
And then the voice said to her: “My dear, we’ve been serving you for 6 years . We’ve never asked you for anything, but you’ve taken all the profits by yourself. Now it’s time you served us. We need a sacrifice.” She asked, “What sacrifice? What are you going to take?” They replied: “Don’t worry, we’ll tell you, but remember, in 7th grade, you owe us someone.
” And at home, her husband didn’t talk much anymore. Every day at midnight, he would say, “Baby, it ‘s midnight, I have to go.” “Okay, no problem my darling. Go ahead, kisses.” He had become very docile and by the 7th year, she was not long in coming. She arrived as expected. She went to her usual meeting and there they told her, “When you get home, what you’re going to see, you mustn’t scream, you have to accept yourself. Okay.
Yes, okay.” She went home. She sat on the bed, but she had a weight in her heart. She was thinking, ” My God, who are we going to take in ?” And then, during the night, someone was touching her, but it wasn’t normal. The hand was hard, cold, rigid. She turned around to see. And what she saw was a skeleton, a real skeleton lying on the bed.
that touched her. She wanted to scream but nothing, not a sound. And the skeleton said to him, “All this time you’ve been living with a skeleton. Your real husband is on the other side. What others see is your husband, but you’re going to start seeing the skeleton.” She understood that every day, she slept with death.
The children saw their father normally, but she only saw a skeleton. And that’s not all. One day, she gets into a car and the skeleton says to her: “Drive, I’ll show you something.” They went to Adasa’s house and there she saw her friend at the table with his children, two boys, two girls, and her husband too. But when she looked closely, the husband was a skeleton, and so were the two boys .
And the voice said to him: “Look closely, it’s the same as you. She too gave up her husband and children. Now it’s your turn.” From then on, every year they asked him for a man. And that’s not all. One day, she went to that famous meeting again, and that’s where she saw her husband in a glass house. He was crying, he was shouting, “Why did you do this to me? What did I do to deserve this? Look how I’m suffering.
” And yet, at home, the husband was there, calm, living normally, but she had seen the other side. She knew now that it was over. She couldn’t take it anymore . She began to have regrets. Sadness filled his heart. And if they take my children again tomorrow, I’m going to go crazy. She wasn’t sleeping anymore.
She lived with a skeleton. Every midnight, it was roll call. She was supposed to leave to join the other world until the day she made a decision. She went to see a man of God, a great pastor from Libreville. He prayed for people and the demons left. When she arrived there, she started telling everything.
The pastor asked her, “Where are your children? Look for them.” She left immediately. She returned with four children, but a fifth was missing. He had already left with his father. You already know his father. While she was at church, she left a message for the guard: “If my husband returns with the child, tell them to meet me here.
” But that night, it was too late. During the second day of prayer, they called her. Her house had burned down, and inside, her husband and child were both burning. Tears welled up. She screamed, but it was too late. Three days later, the cars caught fire. Six days later, her shops burned down too. Everything lost in a few days, gone up in smoke as if someone, somewhere, was checking off names one by one, and in the neighborhood, no one could believe it .
People whispered, “And Mama Adasala, she had witchcraft, so that’s how she got her shops.” Oh, the world… The world became strange. Even the family couldn’t speak. Some cried, others talked. We didn’t know, we didn’t know she had fallen so low. Imanie remained silent, her eyes empty. She had nothing left but her four children.
She said, “I lost everything, but I gained Christ.” There you have it, you’ve just heard a true story told by someone who survived hell. So you who are listening, don’t play with the invisible world. Don’t sell your soul for things that burn. Subscribe because more stories like this are coming very soon. And above all, if you also know a true story, don’t hesitate to send it to us.
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