…….Most times people go
through life’s challenges without knowing the source of their problem.
This was the case of my husband, Kashim Olabisi.
We were married for ten years without an issue. We had done
many tests and sought for all manner of medical help to no avail. We even did
IVF twice but they both failed. The second IVF we did in the us that failed was
the first failure in Dr James Daniel’s career. All medical reports pointed to
the fact that we were both medically fit to have children but none came after
ten years.
Beside childlessness, we had loads of problems in our
marriage. My marriage with Kashim was like hell loosed on us. We attempted many
spiritualists and prayer houses but we couldn’t get help. Our search
for a baby led us into many abominable things and almost
stole our salvation from us. The frustration, humiliation and anxiety was
unspeakable. It was so bad that one of the prophets we went to had to sleep
with me right in the presence of my husband and then asked my husband to do
same thereafter.
Assuring us that his sperm will prepare the ground for my
husband’s own to fertilize my egg to enable me conceive. That month, I didn’t
get pregnant and he advised we have to repeat the process all over.
Words cannot explain the pain and shame I went through;
having sex with a man I didn’t love in the presence of my husband just because
I wanted a child. It will be difficult to believe the second process didn’t
give the desired result and we had to do it again. This time for one week nonstop.
I was having sex with two men at the same time, one after the other in front of
each other for eight days.
Toyin my friend, was my savior who aborted the fourth
attempt. We had scheduled to meet with Prophet Adelaja for two weeks on the
same process when I confided in Toyin. What? Toyin screamed.
Are you out of your senses, Nneka? How can you accept to do
this dirty thing because you wanted a child? Don’t you know only God gives
children and his time is the best? But why? Why? Why? She asked and bursted
into bitter tears. This time you are not going back to that wicked and
heartless prophet again. In fact, I will get him arrested and make sure he rots
in jail. We looked at each other and cried bitterly. Toyin knew what I had been
through all these years while trusting God for a child.
Please, Toyin you can’t arrest the man. You want everyone to
know what had happened between us?
You would obviously make me and my husband a laughing stock.
Please drop the idea of arresting him, I begged Toyin. She quickly adjusted her
emotion and reasoned with me. You are right Nneka but that man must not go
unpunished. Do you know how many other women he must have molested like you?
He must pay for his evil acts. She rained curses on him in
her bitterness. But how we both agreed with my husband to do such an
abomination is yet a mystery to me.
I will take you to my pastor tomorrow for prayer and
counseling. You may also need to carry out some medical checks on yourself. I
just hope he hasn’t infected you with dangerous diseases! It will never be well
with him in Jesus name. This man will not know peace; his children and
children’s children will pay for his evil deeds. I hate him, Toyin boiled. She
picked her phone and called her pastor, booking an appointment with him. I will
be coming with my friend, Nneka. Tomorrow was like a year to me, I wished we
could start going immediately.
But how am I going to tell my husband that we are not seeing
Prophet Ade but Toyin’s pastor? I began to think how to convince my husband.
