How My Son Was Killed By Cultists In Ikorodu While My Wife Watched Helplessly - Father


Mr Tunde Bakare, father of 22-year-old tailor Abdulmalik, who was allegedly killed by suspected cultists during a violent attack in Oreta, Ikorodu, Lagos State, speaks with DANIEL AYANTOYE about the tragic loss of his son, the impact of the incident on his family, his quest for justice, and the need for stronger government action to curb recurring cult-related violence in the community

Your son was recently killed by suspected cultists. How did it happen?

Around 12 noon last Wednesday, a truck carrying a container arrived in the Ajebo area of Ikorodu. Some boys in the area demanded land money from the driver, but they were told that boys from Oreta had already collected the money for the container.

One of the boys who climbed the trailer fell, and he was run over. He died instantly.

Later, around 3 pm, I saw a crowd enter our area in Oreta. I was sitting outside my wife’s shop when I saw them. One of them was shouting, “We will kill all of you in Oreta today.”

I thought it was one of those usual threats, so I left when a job came up.

Around 6 pm, I called my son and he told me he was at home. I asked him to go and help his mother at the shop, which he did. By the time I returned, I was exhausted, so I went home and slept.

Around 8 pm, the cultists stormed our area and started shooting indiscriminately. They killed one person along the road and a disabled man outside my wife’s shop. They then entered the shop and shot my son dead.

My wife had stepped out to relieve herself, but by the time she returned, they had already shot him. She was then shot in the leg. Fortunately, their ammunition ran out at that point, which saved her from being killed.

How is your wife doing now?

She has received treatment and is recovering, but she has been crying constantly because she witnessed the death of her son. Many people have been trying to console her. She has to accept what has happened, and so do I.

When they asked me to go and identify my son’s body at the hospital, I refused. It is too traumatic for a parent to see the corpse of their own child. I asked a relative to handle it for me. I cannot bring myself to look at my son’s body.

Was your son connected to them in any way that made them target your shop?

No. My son did not know them, and we had nothing to do with them.

It was a man called Wasiu who invited the cultists into the area, and they started attacking anyone they saw. The boys from Ajebo were fighting over land-related issues and the money collected from trucks.

My son had nothing to do with any of them. He hardly went out. It was only that evening that he went to assist his mother at the shop. They were preparing to close when the attackers struck.

Where were you when it happened?

I was at home. When I returned from work, I was very tired and fell asleep. I was later woken up by noise and people banging on my gate. That was when I heard that my son had been killed.

They destroyed several shops in the area, including my wife’s shop. She sells soft drinks and other items. There was blood everywhere inside the shop. After it was cleaned, spent bullet shells were found scattered all over the place.

What is your occupation?

I am a businessman. I sell granite.

How many people carried out the attack?

Some of them arrived on five motorcycles, while others came in a tricycle. They appeared determined to kill anyone they could find, but many residents fled. Witnesses said the attackers were calling out the name “Ayana.”

What have the police done since the incident?

After the attack, my son’s body was taken to the mortuary at Ikorodu General Hospital, and the police launched an investigation. They have arrested six people so far, and the Divisional Police Officer promised a thorough investigation. The case has now been transferred to Panti.

Earlier that same day, after the boy was killed by the truck, the police came to our area with some of the boys involved. One of them openly said, “We are coming back tonight to kill you, people.” I even saw one of those boys being brought to the station that afternoon.

Are you sure those arrested were responsible for the attack?

The police are still interrogating them. Their findings will determine that.

Has your son’s body been released to you?

No. Not yet.

What reason were you given for the delay?

They said the body is being held for investigation. They want to conduct an autopsy and complete the process of charging and arraigning those arrested.

What do you want from this case?

I just want my son to be buried.

Don’t you want justice?

Yes, I want justice. You cannot kill someone and simply walk free in a society governed by laws. Every action has consequences.

The police told me that even if I decide not to pursue the case, they will continue with it and ensure justice is served. They said the matter is no longer just my concern but the government’s responsibility. Still, I want my son buried.

What is your community saying about the incident?

People have been visiting me constantly since it happened. Almost the entire community has come to see me.

What are they asking for?

They are pleading with me to allow the matter to be resolved amicably. They claim Wasiu knew nothing about the attack.

I reminded them that Wasiu himself reportedly said that his apprentice, the boy who was killed by the truck, had been killed and that others would follow. People who recorded him saying that confirmed it.

They later told me that he spoke in anger and didn’t mean what he said. I told them that he had already been arrested and was at Panti. The matter is no longer in my hands.

Tell us about your late son.

He was a calm and easy-going young man. He never liked troubling anyone.

He sat for the last UTME and scored 200. He wanted to attend a school in Ijebu-Ode, but when he got there, he discovered he did not have Economics, which was required for the Business Administration programme he wanted to study.

I paid N70,000 for him to register for another NECO so he could make up for the subject. He was waiting to write it.

Before leaving secondary school, he had learned tailoring because he planned to travel to Germany someday. While preparing for further studies, he continued working as a tailor. As a result, he was rarely at home. Even on the day he was killed, he had spent most of the day away.

His mother and I were also preparing for our Nikkah (Islamic marriage ceremony), which was scheduled for the following Sunday. He had been busy sewing clothes for his siblings. He came home, and then this tragedy happened.

Culled from the Punch 

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