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In the early months of 1994, the Aklama family experienced a moment of pure joy when Mrs. Aklama gave birth to a baby boy. The couple had been trying to conceive for years, and their prayers had finally been answered. The news of the birth spread like wildfire, and friends and family members flocked to the hospital to congratulate the new parents. Mr. Aklama, who had been too scared to stay at the hospital during the delivery, was over the moon with happiness. He threw a small party to celebrate the arrival of his son, and everyone who came to visit was treated to a feast fit for a king. The Aklamas were well-off financially, so the party was nothing out of the ordinary for them. However, their joy was short-lived. Shortly after Mrs. Aklama had breastfed her newborn son, he was taken from the hospital under mysterious circumstances. The CCTV cameras at the hospital failed to capture any footage of the incident, and many people suspected foul play on the part of the hospital staff. The

On the day of their mother's funeral, tensions ran high among the siblings as they argued over who would lay the last wreath. Zerrubabel, the eldest child, claimed that as the one who opened their mother's womb, he deserved the honor. However, his siblings argued that since Zerrubabel would receive the first share of their mother's property, it was only fair for the youngest child to lay the wreath. The argument dragged on for hours, and even the family head's intervention failed to resolve the issue. The siblings began to suspect Zerrubabel of foul play, as he had been reluctant to visit their mother in the hospital before her death and had suddenly experienced a surge in business after her passing. Finally, the siblings took a firm stance and refused to let Zerrubabel lay the wreath. In response, Zerrubabel threatened to withdraw his contribution to the funeral. The siblings, however, were determined to see the funeral through to the end and told Zerrubabel to keep hi

Love has been the greatest blessing in my life. It has given me a sense of security and comfort that I never thought possible. My wife, Emerald, has been my rock through the toughest times, including when I lost my job due to the COVID-19 pandemic. She stood by me and supported me when I needed it most, and I am forever grateful for her unwavering love and devotion. Together, we have built a beautiful family that I never could have imagined. Despite struggling to conceive for the first few years of our marriage, Emerald's faith and prayerful nature never wavered. And to our surprise and joy, we were blessed with two beautiful daughters. Living with Emerald has been a dream come true. Her kind and loving nature, coupled with her strong faith in God, has made every day a joy. I often feel as though I am in the presence of angels when I am with her. Our family has grown over the years, and we now have three wonderful children who are all devoted to serving the Lord. Seeing them follow