Part 2
We dated for a period of sometime and for once I was feeling the future he always branded. Maybe he won't fail me.
I felt the changes in me from Nov 17th then I knew I could not hide from God's penetrating eye.
I became pregnant and truthfully I never planned to keep it. I was twenty two and the burden was too great to keep.
I talked to my gomorah about aborting the 15days old fetus snd he was resistant upto the point of using his two hours in describing the bigger picture of becoming a parent with reassurance he would be responsible.
My hardened heart loosened. I carried the pregnancy and at five months old I returned home to take care of my now sick grandma.
It was a call I received and my plans of secretly giving birth were all ruined. And that was a bad idea. that's when the nightmare emerged
Part 3
I felt afraid at first. But with baggy shirts and deras I left my rented room and returned to my grandma's house.
At six months, my belly had now grown on me. I couldn't hide it anymore. The tiredness, sleepiness became alot alarming my grandma to call a family meeting which up to now I don't wish to experience it again.
The questions were insistent even something I took personal was asked. I tried to hide it at first but with threats from them I eventually told the truth.
After their interview, I took my phone and decided to cally gomorah to inform him of what was happening and mind you, it's been three months since we've been in touch.
But when I told him about my family's decision, his answer made me curse all if his 18 generations and strangle him on the spot.
“Aiii kwani ulikua na mimba? Iyo si yangu na as of now am married. Don't go about calling all the time. Unataka kuniaribia ndoa.“ He infuriatingly said.