*THE v!rg!n STORY OF FUNBI.*
Folake: congratulations sister Funbi
Esther: congratulations ma, may God grant you a blissful home
Me: Amen, thank you so much ladies, God bless you.
My name is Olatunji Funbi and I will be getting married to one of the deacon’s sons in two weeks. You see, I can’t wait to be married to my heart rob.
Looking at how far I have come, I can’t stop appreciating God for giving me, Moses. Life dealt with me but God thought it well to reward with a sweet man.
I lost my parent in a motor accident at the age of ten leaving me at the mercy of my uncle and his brutal wife. Life took a new course as I was being maltreated by my paternal relatives.
Luck smiled on me when the pastor of the church my uncle and his wife attended needed a housemaid. Without thinking twice, I was s£nt to Pastor Jeffrey’s house to become their housemaid.
Pastor Jeffery was the one who saw me through secondary school and also university.
Through Pastor Jeffrey’s help, I was able to secure a good job with na ice pay. Some months after I started work, one of the deacons sons asked me out and after some months of praying and thinking, I gave him a yes.
Oh! Guess who is calling, My heart rob.
Me: hello darling, how are you doing?
Moses: good, we need to talk. Come over to the house tomorrow
Me: okay, but you are sounding somehow, are you okay??
Moses: you will get to know tomorrow
Me: but babe, you are scaring me. Can I come over today?
Moses: come over tomorrow
With that Moses ended the call, leaving me to battle with what the issue could be.
After work the following day, I went to Moses’ residence. Being the only child, he stays with his parent but we are working on getting our apartment soon.
Getting to the Ocha’s apartment, I met his parent and the cold attitude they gave to me made me feel uncomfortable. Like, this was couples that loved me so much and were eager to see me get married to their only child and give them grandchildren.
I asked es and I was told to go to his room. Getting to his room, I met him busy with his laptop.
Me: good evening sweetheart
Moses: yea, good evening
Me: Sweetheart, what is wrong? Your cold attitude is scaring me, did I do anything wrong?
Moses: (stretch a paper to me) go through this and give me the needed explanation
Me: (collected the paper and read through) Wow! v!rg!nity test??? Like, you conducted a v!rg!nity test on me without my knowledge? Have I given you reasons to doubt my chaste status??
Moses: well, I had to do because of the news I received. Why not read to the end
Me: news?? What news??
Moses: just read through, please
I took a deep breath and managed to read to the end. I got to a particular paragraph that says ‘the above patient is no longer a v!rg!n’.
Me: and you believed this?? But Moses, you need to believe me, I have not engaged in any s£×ual activity not even when life challenges wanted to pull me down
Moses: and you expect me to believe that crap??
Me: Okay, what do you want me to do for you to believe me? Let’s go to another hospital because I don’t believe this result
Moses: well, the only way to make me believe is for me to confirm myself
Me: confirm how?? I don’t understand
Moses: you are not a kid. Okay, let me enlighten you. For me to believe you, let’s have s£×
Me: Holy Christ! Are you not a child of God?? Don’t you know God’s stand on premarital s£×? Yes, we may be in a tight situation now but having s£× isn’t the solution. Fine! Why not ask the Holy Spirit
Moses: all you are saying is rubbish to me.
Mrs. Ocha: (walked in and join the conversation) and what is there if he sleeps with you to confirm if you are a v!rg!n or not? Moses, can you see now, it is obvious she is not a v!rg!n and she is now looking for a good man to get married to. Only God knows the number of abortion she has committed I
Mrs. Ocha: I am not your mother, I can’t give birth to a wayward girl. You were s£nt to school to study, instead of facing your studies, you were busy chasing men. The only way to get married to my son is by allowing him to sleep with you if you can’t do that then be ready to walk out of this relationship
Me: Moses, is that your conclusion??
Moses: I am sorry but that’s my conclusion
Me: (wipe the tears that fell from my eyes and left the room) Alright
I was able to hold back the tears till I get to my car. Getting to the car, I let the tears flow. Can’t they just believe that I am a v!rg!n?? After keeping my v!rg!nity for almost twenty-six years, is this what I get?.
Should have allowed to be tested with s£×? What’s ur advice . Is she really a v!rg!n according to her?
~THE v!rg!n STORY OF~ ~FUNBI~
How I got home that day was a mystery to me because I was disorganized all through the drive home. Luckily for me, I met no one at home so I went straight into my room to cry my eyes out.
Moses was my first love, he was the one that taught me what love is all about. Now, he is still the same person who taught what heartbreak is all about. That night, I wept sore, I thought about the shame of a broken engagement, the shame it will bring to the Pastor and his family.
That night was a tough and long one for me as a voice was screaming that there is nothing bad in sleeping with my fiance since our wedding ceremony is in a month’s time. Another voice reminded me of God’s commandment and the consequences of disobeying Him. The second voice reminded me of the covenant I made with God years back.
Few years after meeting Christ, I made a covenant with God that no man will see my n@k£dness save the man who I get married to then, I asked for grace to stay true to that covenant and He helped me.
How I scaled through that night was a miracle. I couldn’t go to work the following day as I wasn’t organized. To make matter worst, Moses parent had called the Pastor to let him know that they can’t go ahead with the wedding.
The pastor invited me into his room to hear my side of the story. The pastor wife who never liked me because she felt I came to share her daughter’s love spoke harshly to me.
Pastor: (disappointed) So, Deacon Ocha son is requesting that you commit fornication right?
Me: yes sir and I can’t do that
Pastor wife: (with a raised voice) and why can’t you do it to prove your innocence. I know you can’t do it because you have messed up yourself with countless number of men. I don’t blame Moses at all because he is simply watching out for his future. Sweetheart, better wake up and see the shame she will bring to us if this wedding doesn’t hold again
Pastor: mummy, what do you want me to do now?
Pastor wife: the hospital result shows that she is no longer a v!rg!n as she portray herself to be and if this gets to the ears of the Church, It will be disastrous. It is better she leaves our house before the matter get out of hand. God knows that we have done our best for her
Pastor: but why did you defile yourself? Does that mean that what we were told about you was true?? Funbi, I am not happy with you, in fact, I am disappointed. Go to your room, I will get back to you.
Getting to my room, it was like petrol was added to fire. I started crying again but who is the person spreading bad news about me? What is my offence? What have I done to deserve this inhumane treatment? Have I not suffered enough? When I thought things were getting rosy, things became tougher.
I took my purse and board a bike to Moses office. I needed him to break up with me face to face. Getting to his office, his secretary hailed me then ushered me in to his office. Moses was so surprised to see me.
Me: hi, I won’t take much of your time. I just want to clarify something
Moses: (scratch his head) okay, I am listening
Me: it’s over right??
Moses: I am sorry but yes. You could have avert this break up by doing the needful
Me: (with tears flowing from my eyes, I screamed at him) just shut up, thank you for wasting three years of my life. I leave you all for God to judge
I gave him a disdain look and walked out of his office. I took another bike home to go nurse my official heartbreak. That day, I wished I had a family. I guess this is the diary of an orphan.
spent my one week leave at home. I was mostly indoor as I was just crying my heart to God, it was really a tough time for me that I had to question God if He was still interested in me.
Two days to the end of my leave, the pastor’s wife summoned me into the sitting room.
Me: good afternoon mommy, you s£nt for me
Pastor wife: yes, I did. So, with the turn out of event, my husband and I came to a conclusion that it is better for you to leave our house and begin your life afresh. We saw you through school and the only thing you could do to repay us is messing up yourself and losing a lifetime opportunity of becoming an inlaw to the Ocha’s. Do you know how many ladies that are craving for such opportunity?
Me: (fell on my knees) mommy, please don’t do this to me. I have no where to go, I have no relatives to run to. Please, forgive me
Pastor wife: well, I am not the one you are to apologize to, it is my husband and he has gone for a two weeks conference. His order was that he must not meet you in the house so, please you have just one hour of pick your things and leave
Me: mommy, please don’t do this to me
Pastor wife: don’t push me into asking Musa to throw you out. Respect yourself and leave
Seeing how unbending she was, I had no choice but to go into the room, pick my belongings and leave. I rolled my travellers bag and walked slowly out of the house, I glanced at the building once more then left for good.
With deep sorrow in me, I located a hotel where I lodged with the mind of getting an apartment the following day. Thank God, my salary was paid the previous week and being a prudent spender, I had a substantial amount of money in my bank account.
That night, I couldn’t cry. I just laid on the bed staring at the ceiling of the hotel room. I still can’t believe how everything I managed to build for years crumbled in a week. While I continue to stare at the ceiling, the Holy Spirit began to speak to me in small still voice @ssuring me of a better future, all He just want was for me to keep hanging on.
I slept soundly like a baby that night and the following day being a Saturday, I was able to get a mini flat which I paid for and moved into that same Saturday. That night, I prayed and wept to God for a divine intervention.
The following day being a Sunday, I dressed and went to church. I didn’t have the nerve to stop attending the Pastor’s Church because I was indebted to his family for the care and sound education they provided me with.
Getting to the church, I noticed that people were looking at me like I was a criminal. Well, I ignored their strange stares and went ahead to sit in the congregation instead of sitting in the midst of the choristers.
Everything went on smooth, the message was glorious as it was preached by the @ssistant pastor. At the sermon, the pastor’s wife mounted the pulpit and ordered me to come to the front of the congregation.
After I got to the front of the congregation, she then explained to the church that my wedding solemnization to Moses had been cancelled because I lied about being a v!rg!n. She warned the church members not to @ssociate with me and used me to preach to the young ladies about the consequences of immoral lifestyle.
To round up her sermon, she asked me to knee and told the congregation to pray that God will forgive my sins and restore me. All through the her sermon and prayers, the only thing I could do was to cry.
After the grace was shared, I took my bag and left for my apartment to resume my crying session. I sailed through the Sunday only to receive another heartbreaking news on Monday at the office.
To be continued
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