VOICE FOR THE POOR… SEASON TWO
EPISODE 11
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He followed me and we sat on a bench to talk.
We are here now Mr, now talk to me, who are you, and what do you want from me? I asked.
Brenda, my name is Augustine Ebo Arthur, I am the sports minister. He introduced.
quic-kly, I remembered who he was. I instantly felt like walking out on him, but I exercised restraints.
Eheh, how may I help you? I asked.
Brenda, there is this secret I’ve been hiding for a long time, and I am here to confess to you. He said.
Go ahead Mr, I’m listening. I responded.
Brenda, I am here to tell you that I am your biological father.
If you doubt me, let’s go for a DNA test. He stated.
Why on earth do you think I will doubt you?
And if I may ask, why am I your daughter, when I have a junior brother, who is the son of the President? I asked.
It’s a long story Brenda. He responded.
Since you claim its confession time, I suggest you apply the summary you were thought in basic school and make it short. I responded.
Brenda, I was a professional teacher in the central Region.
Two years after my appointment, I met a beautiful lady at my post. She, together with a team, c@m£ for a two weeks workshop at where I was teaching.
I was the reserved type of person, and I ha-rd ly mingled with my colleagues.
Mostly when I had free period of teaching, I would walk to a tree and sit quietly un-der it, thinking throu-gh how I struggled throu-gh life.
And anytime the young lady was on break from the workshop, she would walk to where I was seated to say hello to me.
This continued for couple of days and we bec@m£ friends.
On their last day at the workshop, I couldn’t go to work due to ill health, and she made enquiries and traced me to where I was staying.
What a plea-sant surprise dear, who showed you here? I welcomed with questions.
Things that are dearer to your heart, are pursued without as-sistance. What matters is I’m here in your room.
Anyway, I learnt you are not feeling well, what’s wrong with you? She responded with questions too.
I don’t know precisely what’s wrong, but I feel pains all over my b©dy. I responded.
Wow, I think I can be your healer. She responded and walked towards me on the be-d.
When she got there, she tried k!ss!ngme, but I refused politely.
Madam plea-se st©p it. We ha-rd ly know ourselves, and besides, it isn’t right to k!sssomeone when you are not married to the person. I resisted.
Says who? Anyway, I’m sorry, but marriage shouldn’t be the only thing that can get two people inti-mate. She responded shamefully.
Well madam, I vowed to myself and my late parents that, I will never sleep with any woman until I am married to her. I can’t break the vow. I responded unhappily.
Then marry me Arthur, just make me your wife. She responded se-ductively.
Marry you? Ain’t you married? Ain’t you attached? I can see a ring on your f!nger, what does that mean? I asked.
Arthur, I am as decent as you. I wore this ring to prevent men from pestering me.
Now take a look at my bu-ttocks, look at how big they are. Men haras-s me every now and then because of that. She responded.
That sounds great dear, but plea-se, let me make my background checks before I know what to say. I responded.
Arthur, plea-se don’t do this to me. You don’t know what I’ve been going throu-gh since I met you. plea-se marry me. She pleaded.
I got so scared and didn’t know what to say.
Why would a woman beg a man for marriage? This isn’t right, there is something more to this than the ordinary. I thought.
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VOICE FOR THE POOR…
SEASON TWO EPISODE 12
I got so scared and didn’t know
what to say. Why would a woman
beg a man for marriage? This isn’t
right, there is something more to
this than the ordinary. I thought.
Arthur plea-se talk to me, what are
you thinking about?
Don’t think I am cheap for any other
man. You are the only man I have
genuinely fallen in love for. She
responded calmly.
I’ve heard you, and I promise to
give you a feedback later. I
responded.
Even though she insisted, I still stood
on my grounds to resist her.
She and her team left the following
day to the city where she was
working as a civil servant.
We kept exchanging letters to stay
in t©uçh.
Months later, she visited me.
By then, I had made my mind to
marry her.
One thing I didn’t like about her,
was her desperation to have S-x
with me.
I always tried to calm her down
anytime she brings it up.
On the second day of her visit, I
closed from work one afternoon to
meet fufu and groundnut soup, well
served on the table for me.
I couldn’t simply believe my eyes.
Dear, who prepared this food? I
asked.
I did Arthur. I knew you will be
hungry, that’s why I prepared your
favorite for you. She responded.
Indeed I am hungry, but you
shouldn’t have gone throu-gh this
stress alone, you should have waited
for me to come and help you. I
stated.
Don’t worry honey, what matters is
the food is re-ady, plea-se sit down
and eat for me. She responded
wifely.
I sat down and invited her to join
me, but she told me she had alre-ady
eaten.
I began to eat the food happily.
Minutes later, I bec@m£ so drowsy. I
could do nothing on my own.
I had slurred speech. She helped me
to the be-d and started k!ss!ngme.
I tried to resist but my strength
failed me.
I could see everything that was
happening but I lost control over it.
She undressed me and r0m@nç£d me
to an erection.
I could see her on t©p of me, ma-king
love to me, but I couldn’t do
anything to save myself.
Hours later, I woke up with my
strength regained, and saw her
lying n-ked beside me.
Wake up Gloria, what have you done
to me? I asked angrily.
Calm down Arthur, we will soon be
married, so there isn’t any harm in
ma-king love. She responded.
You are pathetic Gloria! You drugged
a man to have S-x with you? Really?
I asked angrily.
But one thing that still baffled me
was that, my pe-niswas still erected
and it was aching really bad.
Gloria, talk to me, what have you
done to me? Why is my pe-nisthis
ha-rd ened? I asked in fear.
I’m sorry Arthur, I mixed your food
with a sedative and an aphrodisiac.
She confessed.
I called a friend of mine and he took
me to the hospital.
I spent almost a week in the hospital
being treated for the priapism.
Gloria stayed with me few days and
due to how mad I was at her, she
left to the city.
After I was discharged, Gloria
visited two months afterwards.
What do you want here Gloria? After
ma-king a fool out of me before God
and men, you are here to mock me
right? I asked unhappily.
No Arthur, I am here to apologise to
you for the pain I’ve caused you,
and to tell you that, I am walking
out of your life for good. She
responded.
Walking out of my life after slee-ping
with me? Which woman do you
want to take the left over pe-nis?
Gloria, you have indeed caused me
pain, but I must marry you at all
cost. I responded.
I can’t marry you Arthur, plea-se
un-derstand me. She said.
We argued all we can, but to no
avail.
She left to the city and I was not
hearing from her again.
I traced her to the city, and throu-gh
her colleagues at work, I was
directed to her house.
When I got there, I bec@m£
confused.
The house was guarded by civilian
and a military guards.
I told them my mission and I was
ushered into the house.
I met a masculine tall man in the
main house and greeted him.
Good afternoon sir. I greeted.
Good afternoon young man, how
may I help you? He asked.
plea-se I’m looking for Gloria Tieku.
I responded.
Young men of today lack common
respect. How can you refer to the
wife of a whole member of
parliament as such? Can’t you at
least add the Mrs? He asked angrily.
My jaw dropped with shock!
Gloria? Married? How? I thought
with a sharp pain throu-gh my heart.
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VOICE FOR THE POOR… SEASON TWO
EPISODE 13
My jaw dropped with shock!
Gloria? Married? How? I thought with a sharp pain throu-gh my heart.
I’m sorry sir, plea-se forgive me. I responded.
Anyway, my wife has gone for ante natal, she will be back soon. He replied.
I waited patiently for her, until she arrived an hour afterwards.
Immediately she saw me with her husband in the sitting room, she fell down.
Her husband and the maid servant quic-kly helped her onto her feet.
Gloria are you OK? Her husband asked worriedly.
I’m very well my husband, just that I sli-pped. She responded.
You have to be careful when walking, three months pregnancy is not strong enough to stand trauma. He said.
Anyway, you have a visitor, I will leave you guys to talk whiles I take a nap in the be-droom. He added and walked pas-s me into his room.
I stared in Gloria’s face with tears in my eyes.
Gloria, why did you lie to me?
Why did you make me sin? Why have you betrayed my trust? Why? I asked in pain.
I’m sorry Arthur, plea-se forgive me. She whispered.
No Gloria, until you tell me your reason for doing this to me, I won’t leave this house. I responded.
Arthur, the truth is that, I lvsted after you the very day I saw you.
You are handsome and gentle, and I wanted to taste the sweetness in you. She confessed.
You are so callous Gloria!
So the marriage proposal was just a way to get me to be-d right?
How could you hurt me this way? How?
Now tell me, who is responsible for this pregnancy? I asked.
The pregnancy belongs to my husband Arthur. She responded.
It’s a lie! If I heard your husband right, you are three months pregnant, and remember, you R@p£d me exactly three months ago.
Gloria, if you don’t tell me the truth, I will claim ownersh!pof this pregnancy right before your husband, and we will have no option than to go for a DNA test, which will cause your disgrace. I threatened.
plea-se don’t do this to me. I can’t afford to loose my marriage. She pleaded.
Alright then, tell me everything I nee-d to know. I responded.
Arthur, you are responsible for this pregnancy, but I still want to be married to my husband. She confessed.
I couldn’t simply control my tears. I wept bitterly like a baby.
Gloria, so what do you expect me to do now?
I made a vow to God and my late parents that, any woman that sleeps with me will be my wife.
You have confined me to bachelorhood for life! I hope you know that? I asked in tears.
I know Arthur, but plea-se, pardon me. She pleaded.
Just then, her husband walked into the sitting room.
Gloria, what is happening? I could hear the young man’s weeping voice in my room. Is everything ok? He asked.
Hmmmm my husband, this is my cousin who traveled to Gabon and he is back.
He is only narrating to me how he suffered when he was there. That is what is warranting all these tears ooo. Hmmmm, he is even ma-king me sad. Gloria lied.
I’m sorry young man, plea-se, cry no more. There are better days ahead. The man consoled.
I traveled back to my post in pain.
Where do I start life from? The woman I thought I would marry, has betrayed me, and I swear never to sleep with any other woman ap@rt from her. I thought sadly.
I kept visiting her at the least opportunity until she gave birth.
She pleaded with me to stay away from you Brenda, but I couldn’t.
Brenda, you really resemble my late mother, and that is what kept me closer to you the more.
Years later, Gloria’s husband bec@m£ the president and she bribe-d me with a ministerial position to stay away from you, and also keep my mouth shut. The man concluded with his narration.
Wow Mr Ebo Arthur! This story is a pathetic one and I will like to seize this opportunity to apologize on my mother’s behalf. I responded.
But my question is that, if you accepted the ministerial position she gave you, why do you still come closer to her to the extent of slee-ping with her again? I inquired.
Brenda, I still feel the pain your mother caused me, and you won’t believe it if I tell you that, I have never sle-pt with any other woman after I sle-pt with your mother.
The reason why I c@m£ to sleep with her was that, she was stooping low in slee-ping with almost all your father’s ministers, and I didn’t see why I should be exempted. He responded.
My mother has sinned and still sinning, you have also sinned by coming into her matrimonial home to sleep with her out of revenge.
If you are a true Christian, drop the ministerial bribe position, and boldly walk to the president and confess to him. I suggested.
I can’t do this Brenda, if I am no longer a minister, how will I feed? He asked.
Besides, if I confess to the president, my life will be at stake. He added.
To be continued..