The Sun reported that on Monday, July 24, Esther Adigizi lost her family around 5am when she went to the rest room and heard the cry of her 2-year-old son, Jacob but on getting there her son was no more.
The sad event which took place in their home in Azubi, outskirts of Lafia, also claimed the life of her husband, Clement Adigizi. She met him stone dead on the bed.
45-year-old Esther Adigizi Narrating how she met her husband in the market, Adigizi disclosed that: “I met my husband 21 years ago in 1996, at a market in Nasarawa Eggon, where he hailed from, when I took some yams there for sale; he bought from me and our relationship started from there, which later blossomed to marriage.
I had eight miscarriages before 2014 when I got pregnant and was delivered of a baby boy on May 2, 2015. It was a great celebration for us to have a child after 19 years of waiting. Then the unexpected happened in just a flash.”
It was further reported that her husbandwas the only male child of his parents. Her five siblings, four males and a female, died one after another.
The woman said: “I’m now a lonely woman who once savored the care and warmth of a lovely husband and son. We were preparing to enroll him in a nursery school this September. Now they are both gone and I’m living in gloom, waiting for the day death will come for me.
My husband was not educated because his parents were peasant farmers and did not value education; for me, I schooled up to secondary level at Government Secondary School, Eggon, where I graduated. We loved ourselves as farmers, and worked hard to secure a plot at Azubi where we built a three bedroom apartment. We planned big forour only son, and our dream was that since we were not opportune to be well educated, we would strive to give our son the best.”
Adigizi further explained that she does not know who cast an evil eye on her family.She said: “It is unfortunate that he and his father are no more; I am finished. Myhusband used to be my pride; wheneverhe came back home from the farm, he was always happy that we were making progress. His death along with my son is agonizing for me; and I ask God what I had done to deserve this heavy punishment. I ask myself what curse had befallen me and my family; I believethese deaths must have a cause; my husband and I were good Christians and God couldn’t have punished me for not worshiping Him. Though my husband and son have gone six feet under the earth, their memory remains evergreen till I join them to part no more.”