Urinating Saga continues as another Eye Witness Details What Maureen Agbo did At Rev.Fr Alia's House

Fr. Hyacinth Alia

Enough may not have been heard concerning the urinating saga at the house of All Progressive Congress governorship aspirants, Rev. Fr Hyacinth Alia after a witness gives full details of what happened at the house.

Earlier today, we reported an incidence involving one Maureen Teryila Agbo who was allegedly caught urinating at the house of reverend. After the news broke, Maureen herself made known her identify and told her own side of the story.

Now, there's another version from a second eyewitness at the scene in the person of Dr Kadev Kevin. Read below what he wrote;

"THE MAUREEN AND THE URINATION SAGA.

"Some of us are carrying grace such that I only pity those who sit in their corners and conceive evil plan to bring me down. Karma will be served if not now, in the nearest future."
... Gurgur Japheth MP (2018).

I promised to give the whole account of what transpired at the family residence of the APC gubernatorial ticket bearer for Benue state come 2023, and by the special grace of almighty God, the governor in wait, Very Rev. Fr. Dr. Hyacinth IORMEM Alia, on Monday, 30th May, 2022.
It was at about 6.30pm when I received a call from my spiritual guardian, the custodian of the Benue APC ticket to come over for a discussion. I had earlier left my office for CityBay park where he was appreciating the various support groups for the support accorded him so far. I was actually on my way when I received his call.
On arrival at his family residence that houses all his family members including his aged mum, it was almost 7pm thereabout. I was informed that he has gone in four his routine prayer session, which I cannot claim ignorance of because it is his daily routine I am aware.

There were plenty people in the compound predominantly well-wishers who were eating, dancing to the traditional theatre group that came to offer free entertainment. Everywhere was in joyful moment as usual.

I went to exchange pleasantries with one of my associates, Dennis Ibi. I sat with him and we got talking. We were sitting beside Fr. Alia's official car and got engrossed in gists, but I was minding the activities that were going on.
I saw a car, a Lexus SUV drove in and two ladies came out. Both were of chubby size. They are either in their late 40s or early 50s. One was fair complexion and was putting on a somewhat velvety gown. The other one was dark in complexion and was in dark jeans trousers and a gray colored T-shirt.
They both walked towards the kitchen arena in the compund. It was not long when they emerged from the kitchen and were walking towards where I was sitting. She stopped and seemed to be making inquiry from someone who then pointed towards direction of Fr. Alia's room. By this time the fair lady accompanying her left her and returned to the car while she walked herself into the crowd that were dancing.
Suddenly I heard noise around Fr. Alia's door. As I stood up to look, my wife was running towards me, calling me to come over quickly.
On arrival at the scene, I saw the dark lady was fighting everybody that was around. She was restless, furming and hyperactive. I asked what the problem was and the young man who held her still told me that she was caught red-handed urinating on the doorsteps to Fr. Alia's room. That my wife was the one that saw her and raised alarm.
I asked to hear my wife's version of the narrative. My wife said she was in the kitchen when the lady walked up to her and asked the location of Fr. Alia's room in the compound. She demanded for her identity and to know if she had an appointment with father , but she hissed, shunned her and walked away. She saw her talking to someone who pointed towards the entrance to the building.
That she saw her meandered through the crowd and headed for the building. She became suspicious and decided to see what she was up to.
That she saw her walked straight to the doorsteps to the room, pulled down her jeans and panties, squatted and started urinating. She was so shocked that she now alerted the young man the lady was fighting to help accost her.
That immediately the young man approached her, she attacked him.
In her efforts to separate them, the lady hit her on her right forearm.
By this time, she hard no option but to call me.

By this time, the fair lady that escorted her came in and was insisting on taking her friend away.
I asked her to identify herself but she kept insisting that her friend was invited by father to come over to the house.
The lady in question her self refused to talk. She either attacked you or insult you with every vulgarity that can beseech mankind. She was still naked. Her "vianen" was huge Sha!
I tried to adjust her trousers and she almost bounce on me.
I sent someone to alert the security at the gate. When the security arrived. The lady's escort still insisted that Father invited them to come see him. That they were drinking at a sit out joint in town when he called and invited them.
The security men took the two ladies and offered them seats to wait for Father until he is done with his prayers.
By this time, a friend, Soo Tor , called me and I walked out to meet him outside the gate. We had an appointment.
We stood and were discussing when the gate opened and I saw the Lexus SUV reversed out of the compound in a Formula 1 fashion and zoomed off. They only thing I could hear; "Antswarev mba ne lu sapoting Fr. Alia mban nen mba a nenge kwagh ga!"
I confronted the security men on why they let them go but was informed that they asked that they will go and come back, by then Father must have been out. That they saw no need of holding them back against their will.

My wife came to me that her hand is paining her at the point she hit her.
We left the house in search of medications for her painful hand.

In all this confusion, many people seemed to know her. They were calling her Maureen.
That she was not a strange face in Makurdi. One of the security man reliably told me that she used to be a regular visitor at "Judges Qtrs" until one day she was found wanting and was "walked out" of the gate on the instructions of her benefactor.

Father called me later that night to inform me he doesn't know the Maureen girl and had not called her to invite her over to the house.
Father was as surprised as any one of us.

Truth of the matter is none of us can relate on the motive behind Maureen's outing on this faithful day. Considering her exposure, maturity and the environment she was in, one can only imagine what pushed her. There are many lavatories in that compound at her disposal for use on request.

Be it as it may;
This post is aimed at refuting the numerous falsehoods being circulated by disgruntled mischief makers on social media and on "radio u ikpande angahar" with intent to paint a different picture from the truth. They are desperate to link it to what exist only in the figment of their imaginations to make a political propaganda out of it.

Secondly, this post is also sending out a message to Maureen and to anyone who is behind her that God is still on the throne. Their evil plans will keep being revealed because "darkness has never triumphed over light."

They should beware that they are fighting a divinity.
"Ka mba ve faga la ve lu tempering ye"

Lastly, they should know that juju or witchcraft has no place in politics. Politics is an evidence-based science that can be proven, but not juju. Hence, there's no need to import juju into politics.
We call on all aspirants and their supporters to embrace peace.
Go out, meet and campaign to the Benue masses.

God alone annoints kings, not man.

Dr. Kadev Kenneth Kevin is a public health physician, policy analyst and a critic.
He is an ardent supporter of the ALIALIZATION movement".