Welcome to the Kiosk where conversation is hot and relational. We are going to continue Melinda’s story today.

Welcome once again.

Madame K, so he raped me that night. He was the very first man to sleep with me. I cried my eyes out and in the morning, I couldn’t leave my room until everyone had left the house. I went to stay with my friend in the school hostel but I just couldn’t speak up. I couldn’t say anything at all. I went home that night and my sister couldn’t look me in the face. She avoided looking at me and that was where it really occurred to me that she knew about it.

I cried again and again and guess what? The third day, I got an alert of 7million naira by my sister’s husband. That night he came to the room to see me and spoke about the money. He said it’s for my upkeep and just to make sure that my body and soul be made whole.

He also mentioned that he was shocked that I haven’t encountered ‘sex’ before that day and to pacify his spirit, he had to pay something just to honour my dignity. Jeez! I wanted to kill him right there. I was angry, pacify  and honour my dignity after raping me?

He descended again and ate his bread hot. I haven’t healed but he had to pull them together so he could eat. What am I supposed to do? should I run back home to discuss with my mother but who would believe me? If my sister and her husband defend themselves who will speak for me. So I stayed and wallowed in my pain. I ached but there’s no one to speak to. I became a shadow of myself, I hated life and hated human beings most importantly.

So, when service came, I was happy to leave. He still sends money to me for upkeep and I haven’t touched the money at all. It annoys me. My sister haven’t discussed anything since this execrable thing began in my life and You are the very first person I will discuss with. I am discombobulated. What should I do?

After listening to Melinda, I couldn’t speak… I was stunned. I couldn’t understand why her own sister will allow her husband do such irritable act. Finally, I summoned courage to speak to her.

Melinda, I said… This is the journey we will walk through. But first, You must heal! We must work on you before we move to Him and Her!

Are you ready to get healed?

In tears, she replied Yes and we couldn’t stop. I held this lady tightly and we wept together for a while.

To be continued….

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