My God When - S01 E29

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My God When - S01 E29

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 29

“Young lady, I know you are a prostitute. A prostitute cannot marry my only son.” His mother said as she took her seat.

“Ma, I’m not a….” I tried explaining to her.

“Will you keep quiet!!” She screamed.

I didn’t know when I began to shed tears. I looked at my husband-to -be’s face with hatred. I never expected him to tell his mother because he never told me he was going to tell her.

I tried to explain myself to his mum but, she wasn’t listening to me.

“Well, my daughter, I’m so sorry for all these. Nevertheless, my son won’t be able to marry you again. Please, take heart.” His father said.

My world came crumbling. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My hope was dashed into the thin air.

I managed to adjust my buttock on my seat. His mum was looking at me as if I poured feaces on my body. She was looking at me with eyes full of hatred.

His son was speechless. I think he never loved me. It was desperation for a woman in his life that made him decided to settle for me with or without a womb.

It was as if I was dreaming. I was still deeply lost in thought when his father brought me back to my senses.

“Young lady, do have your seat. We need to entertain you with something. Even if it is a fruit juice, you need to take something.” He said.

“I’m ok sir. I managed to utter.” I managed to reply. I was controlling myself inorder not to break down in tears.

“No, young lady. You need to take something. You see, that is not the end of life for you. May God give you a man that will accept you for who you are.” He said.

“Amen.” I replied. The mother was just acting somehow to me.

“Dear, please, serve her something.” His father said to his wife.

“Over my dead body will I serve a prostitute something in this house. Over my dead body will I serve this empty barrel, filthy rag something in this house.” She said as she pointed at me and hissed.

It was as if the ground should swallow me up.

I never expected such.

Her son wanted to get something for me but, the woman shouted at him.

I wasn’t even ready to take anything. It was as if I should be out of his parent’s house but, the strength was not there. I tried calming myself that it was a dream. It became a reality.

After some time, his father and mother left the sitting room. It remained the two of us.

As he was coming closer to me to pacify or apologize for what happened, it was as if the spirit of hatred was released into the atmosphere.

I just had hatred for him all of a sudden. I took my bag without looking back and left.

Immediately I got home, I broke down in tears afresh.

“My God, when??? You promised to work things out for me. You told me my man was coming. Lord, when??? Is it when I’m fully old that a man will come around? Lord, please, just do a miracle in my life.

Just restore my womb. I want to have a womb. Lord please, remember me. This reproach is getting too much. I cannot bear it anymore. God please, don’t keep quiet on my matter.

Have mercy on me Father. God, please!!!! I thought Leke was meant for me. He has left me. God, please, enough of all these heartbreak. God, please!!! When will my man come around. God, when!!!! God….”I poured myself out to God as if He was physically present with me.

Leke tried reaching me on phone but, I just couldn’t pull my self together to receive his calls after all, I knew he wasn’t calling for us to continue the relationship. He tried reaching me to apologize.

He sent a text message to me after some days. The message brought back memories.

I broke down in tears. If my wombs were still intact, I believe I would have been married without delay. My past affected me especially in the aspect of marriage.

Well, you can actually blame me for telling people about my past but I am a woman with conscience. I don’t want to deceive a man into marriage.

Fine, if I didn’t tell anyone about my past, and I finally get married, and after 2 years, no child to call our own, knowing fully well that the fault was from my end, what will happen if the man later gets to know?

What if he finally gets to know from someone? You know that can scatter my marriage.

So, I just don’t want to deceive any man into marriage because everyone believes that fruit of the womb is important.

I just couldn’t hold back my tears. I wish I could change the hands of time.

My mum was on my neck, asking when the man would come, visiting. My dad literally disowned me. He didn’t see me as his daughter.

Life wasn’t easy for me. All my mates were married. In fact, all my friends were already having children. In fact, some of them had finished childbearing.

I was frustrated. I was tired of living as a single. I wanted to commit suicide. Many thoughts came to my mind.

I decided to pray to God about it.Yet, I didn’t receive immediate response. Men stopped asking for my hands in marriage.

I wrote marriage off.

“Maybe I wasn’t destined to marry and have children” I said to myself.

I focused on my career. I devoted more time to my personal growth and development. I was closer to God. I was walking in my purpose. Yes, fulfilling my purpose in life.