Barrenness should be my name as I'm the queen of them all. I've been married for 7 years and today being my 7th year anniversary I sit down childless on the sofa as my husband walks in.
"My love,let's pray" Frank beckoned, I smiled, what can prayer do when I can never have a child of my own I said in my thoughts
4 years ago as a student,how can I tell my husband that I consistently sold my menstrual fluids for 250,000 naira every month,all I had to do was to give them to a certain Alhaji while I was comfortably wired 250k from the comfort of my hostel to live a luxurious life which I never merited. How can I tell Frank that while I was wired 250k in my account every month,my children were wired out of my womb consistently for 4 years till I was told my blood was no longer fertile and it dawned on me that I was already in doom.
I was shattered,I couldn't hurt my loving husband with this sad news,the sad reality that he could never be a father as I had sold my children to the fetish people all because of cruise life that I enjoyed back in school. As the prayers came to an end,I shouted a loud "Amen" and hugged him for standing by me, a hopeless barren woman who could never carry her own child till she dies.
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