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Tears Of Agony Pregnant
Becky missed her periods. She waited. Nothing happened. First day, second day, still nothing happened. She got worried. Could she be pregnant? She visited a doctor for a test. The results came positive. She had conceived. Her feelings were of mixed emotions. On one hand she wanted to celebrate on the other the guilt was eating on her heart. She was still someone's wife. The hope of a reunion with her husband was still alive. But it would now be difficult. Tesot would never accept a child void of his genes. She went back to her room promising herself that Koech would never know about this fact. She wouldn't want to have any strings attached. He too might take the child away. And for that reason, she would avoid him like a plague. She would be the sole custodian of this child. Koech telephoned her many times but she didn’t pick any of the calls. Neither did she replied to his text messages. What is wrong with Becky? Koech wondered. This was odd. He tried to look for her in vain.
Tears Of Agony Claudia's Birth
The following year Becky gave birth to a beautiful girl. The mirror image with which she resembled her father was fascinating. Anyone who knew him would instantly within seeing the little girl that she was Koech's offspring. Though there was also a part of her that resembled Becky.She loved the little angel. She reminded her how her life became better the moment she met her father. She felt the compulsion to pass the good news to him. She had to make a phone call. She didn't need to refer to her phone book, for his phone number was still within her fingertips."Hello, Becky!” His nice voice reverberated through her phone's earpiece."Hello! How are you? ""I am fine. So long since I heard from you. ""Yeah," Her short answer did not match Koech's expectations."Are you alright?""I'm OK. Are you ready for some good news?"“Yes I am.”“You have become a father!” "Seriously?" "A baby girl. And guess what? She looks exactly like you." Koech could not fail to register the
Tears Of Agony Sigilai's illness
Becky walked in quick steps. It was getting dark. She had spent the whole day studying in preparation for her end of semester exams which were scheduled to be held the following day. She was doing quite well in her studies. This was her second year at the Kenya Medical Training College(KMTC) Kericho campus. There would be a third and a final year. She had deferred her studies by a year when she was pregnant. Now she was back and ready to go. Her kid, Claudia Chepkorir, a beautiful little girl was growing so well. She had hired a maid; a girl from her village who due to financial challenges could not continue her studies. She helped Becky take care of her child while Becky was in class. In return, she paid her fifteen hundred shillings a month. The father of the baby had agreed to cater for this cost. She got to her apartment and got herself out of the uniforms. Yes uniforms. At KMTC, unlike many other colleges in the country, students wore uniforms to school. She was handed the baby
Tears Of Agony Prayer Day
Several years had passed and Becky’s son Kiplimo was in his fourth year in high school. He was about to sit for his final exams. The prayer day for the form fours was around the corner. The parents would come to join the candidates in a special prayer to ask God to be gracious to the candidates as they write their last papers. When they had gone for half term about a month ago, the candidates had carried invitation cards to their parents inviting them for the event. Each candidate had been given three cards. Kiplimo had delivered one card to his father. He had secretly send another card to her mother through Roba. Finally, the long-awaited day came. Kiplimo had not seen her mother ever since that day she visited him in school. At that time, he was just a small boy in standard five. He wondered how she looked now. He had been keeping some photos of her and his Dad. In one of the photos, his Mum and Dad were dressed in the wedding attire. Mum was a radiant bride in her wedding gown.
Tears Of Agony No Shoulder to lean on
Koech tried talking to Becky. He intended to convince her to be his wife. He hoped to take her home and introduce her to her parents. But Becky continually rejected this offer. And she had a reason for that. She had not officially divorced Tesot.“Why can’t you follow up with him?” Koech had asked in sheer desperation. “How can you be bound while he is free? I doubt if your love for me is true because you should have get him to sign the papers by now.”But she did not listen to him. And Koech in protest, found another woman to marry. His affection for Becky faded away and so did his financial support, exposing Becky to the reality of her true circumstances. All her life she had been totally dependent on men. Her father had always availed all her needs from the time of her birth to the time she got married. As house wife, though she worked hard in the farm, the main breadwinner was her husband and the land on which she cultivated belonged to him. After separation, her father had agai
Tears Of Agony Re-Union
Kiplimo stood by the roadside waiting for a matatu. His two-months holiday had come to an end, and he had to return to campus to begin his third year of study. “Kiplimo,” someone shouted his name from behind him. He turned around. It was Roba. “Uncle! It is you.” He noticed a bag on his back. “Yes Kiplimo, going back to school?” “Yeah.” “How wonderful. It would be nice to have your company.” “You are going to Eldoret?” “No. Am headed to Nakuru. But at least we will be together all the way to Kericho.” While they were still catching up, a matatu came. They driver saw them and pulled over the side of the road. They both boarded it and their journey began. They sat at the back of the van. “Long time since I last saw you?” Kiplimo said. “I have not been around most of the time. I got a job at Rift Valley Institute of Technology. This is my fourth year as a tutor there.” Long time ago Roba had nearly got himself in big troubled with Tesot when he aided Becky’s run
Tears Of Agony Belgium
“Let me see about supper,” Becky said to Kiplimo and vanished into the kitchen. She was going to make a meal for the two of them. She cooked ugali. In a moment Kiplimo's appetite was aroused by the wonderful smell emanating from the kitchen. Her mother was preparing chicken. She wanted her son to feel the warmth of the reception she was ready to offer in every perspective. She stirred the sauce again giving it one last taste test. She knew he would like it. She poured the pieces in one large bowl and the sauce on top then walked to the living room with a plate of ugali in one hand and the bowl of chicken with sauce on the other. She set the plate on the table in front of him. Kiplimo noticed that they were going to share the meal from the same plate."Let’s have a word of prayer so we can eat’," she said. They closed their eyes bowed their heads and prayed. She then took her place in the table and picking a fork she sliced the ugali into several pieces and invited his son to the f
Tears Of Agony Murderer
Nancy was a banker. She worked as a teller in one of the banks in Brussels. He was married to a white man named Henry. Henry worked for a courier company that delivered parcels and various other items. He often came home earlier than his wife. One day he came home immediately after lunch to find Becky seated on the couch busy watching a soap opera on the TV. She had cleaned the house, washed dishes and had done the laundry. He sat on the other coach on her left side. Becky was dressed in tight jeans and a bright yellow tank-top. Henry would secretly steal glances at her. His eyes would travel across her body starting from the face. Her light skin looked so soft and smooth. Becky felt his gaze upon her and getting a little uncomfortable, she stood up and left for the Kitchen. With his eyes, Henry followed her taking note of the great curves in all the right places of her body. A bunch of questions came flooding into his mind. She was out of sight but she was still in his thoughts.
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Tears Of Agony Claudia
Becky's daughter blossomed into a beautiful girl. She was such a brilliant kid who filled her heart with more hope. Hope that she would grow up to become somebody in the future. She posted good grades in school. When she got to form four. She used to tell her mother that she wanted to do her undergraduate course overseas. She had always dreamed of going to the US.The mother was troubled by this request. She feared for her daughter. She hated the idea of her daughter going through the same experience she had gone through.She remembered the other girls she had met in Belgium lured into sex trafficking by the promise of a quality education abroad. Her daughter could end up being another victim.But was she not now an ambassador in the campaign against sex trafficking? Did she not have links all over the world? Had her story not spread all over the world making her a celebrity?Her name itself would protect her daughter. She needed to suppress her fear. Her daughter would be well. S
Tears Of Agony Business idea
Becky earned a lot from the government job she had landed. Having built a house for her mother with the money she had earned during her stay in Belgium. She now needed to concentrate on educating her two children Claudia and Baraka. But Baraka still had a year or two before he could enroll in a nursery school.She inquired about Kiplimo. Her mother told her that the last time she heard about Kiplimo was when the boy was having a farewell party at her father’s house before joining Moi University for his undergraduate degree course. Becky missed him so much and thought about going to Moi University to look for him. But her schedule was so tight that the little time she got during the weekends was barely enough for his mother and her two kids.One weekend, a woman from the neighborhood came visiting and requested for a loan from Becky. Her name was Zeddy. She needed a thousand shillings. Becky gave her without question and she returned the money within two weeks.A month later she cam
Tears Of Agony Back at home
The case was taken up by Interpol. Mr. Owen was arrested and tried in Belgium. Dennis was not spared. He was deported to Kenya and was arrested at the airport.Becky was taken to the Kenyan embassy in Belgium where she received a queenly receptionKenya had recently enacted a counter-trafficking in persons act. And criminal proceedings were instituted against Dennis so that he became among the first to be found on its wrong side. Becky appeared in court to testify against him. She was not even sure whether she was being fair. The man had come to her aid in her darkest moments; when she thought she had lost it all.But then again he did her wrong by taking advantage of her situation for his own benefit; by selling her to Mr. Owen. It was okay for him to face justice. He pushed Becky into crossing boundaries she never imagined she would cross and pocketed a lot of money in the process.Becky could not wait to go home. The case had been adjourned. It would come up again in three mont
Tears Of Agony Interview
After the meal, Tom led Becky to a room he had booked. It was just a simple single room with a bed and a couch. Becky sat on the couch while Tom took the bed."I hope you are comfortable."“Yeah, am good.”"You are probably wondering what it is I want to talk to you about. I am an investigative journalist working with CNN," he said fishing out a document and handing it over to Becky to verify that he wasn't lying about his identity. Becky grabbed the document and took a moment to study it. Then she gave it back."We have information concerning what is going on in the place I found you and I am on a fact finding mission to establish the truth."Becky thought about it. She was not sure whether it was safe. She had come to learn that those people in there were bad. They were capable of doing anything to protect their reputation.Tom saw that Becky was hesitant. "Are you afraid of something?""Yeah. If I tell you anything I will risk my life in the process.""I will protect you
Tears Of Agony Tom
With the knowledge of the injustices that were being perpetrated against them, Becky kept cooperating with her molesters, just as the other girls were doing. She kept paying her debt, faithfully and diligently and sharing the proceeds of her work with her mother and her kids while keeping her painful emotions bottled up within herself. She sought friendship from among the other girls at the place of work, sharing their part of the story. And it was the same thing; confiscated passport, debt and sexual slavery. What broke her heart was the troubling realization of the age of the majority of the colleague girls. She was among the few adults who could be counted as having full responsibility for their actions. But the others were just kids who were being clearly defiled and abused. And the network kept extending and getting deeply rooted and diverse, with the booming sex industry. It got to a point where they were being advertised on the internet. Sometimes pictures of their naked bodi
Tears Of Agony Debt
Becky had served five men by the time her shift came to an end. Two of them had paid fifty Euros while three paid forty.She was supposed to wrap it up by 5:30 am. It was now ten minutes past time. She left the room and mounted up the stairs to the shower rooms. After washing, she then slid back into her red dress and came to the bar. She had to clear with Rosa before proceeding home.Other girls were waiting to be cleared too. She was shown into a seat by a waiter who informed her that she would be served after the African girl in a blue dress. Meanwhile, an energy drink was placed on her table.She took stock of the other girls in the room. They were fifteen of them. Most of them were white. There were four Africans and she was the fifth one. Perhaps she was the oldest among them they all looked so young and innocent.Rosa had moved from her usual seat to the counter. The girls walked up to her in turns and paid their dues just as the other customers paid for their drinks.When
Tears Of Agony Rue d'Aerschot
She didn’t want to do it. But Dennis would cut off her support. She had been completely dependent on his charity. He had been sending money to her mother ever since she came to stay with him. He would also send her away from his house. “Mr. Owen informed me that his offer still stands but if he doesn’t get your feedback by the end of tomorrow he will give it away,” Dennis said casually. Mr. Owen was the white man who wanted to recruit Becky. “You should have just let me know that you were Introducing me into prostitution,” Becky said struggling without success to hold back tears. “How would I have known?” “You knew. You discussed me in details. You told him that I was beautiful and best suited for the job.” “I thought, it was a hotel management job, a beautiful woman like you will make a good waitress in a hotel, a club, or a restaurant.” “Can’t you get any other job for me?” “Without a passport, I can’t.” “How will I do this without a passport?” “Mr. Owen has a way ab
Tears Of Agony Another job for Becky
Nancy described how she came home that day and found her husband lying unconscious in Becky's room; how she took the husband to a hospital; that he was admitted and treated and was discharged after one week in a stable condition. “Becky was not there when I came,” Nancy said. “At first I thought she had an ill intention to kill my husband but the motive behind her act had puzzled me. When my husband was discharged, I tried finding out from him what really happened on that day and he had refused to say a word about it. For that reason, I have come to think that perhaps Becky was not in the wrong. But what troubles me is the reason behind her running away.” “So you don’t know her whereabouts?” “I don’t. She left all her belongings in my house.” “I am looking for her. Her family is looking for her.” “I have no idea where she is. Perhaps you need to take her belongings so that when you find her it will be possible to take her home because even her passport is in my house.” Den
Tears Of Agony On her own
Whatever the case may be, she was not ready for any. She had come here to make it big in life. And that she had to achieve by whatever means.She crouched down close to Henry to check on him. Blood was oozing heavily from the injured part at high pressure like water in a punctured pipe. A pool of it had already formed on the floor around his head.She stood up and reached for her towel in the wardrobe. She tied it around his head covering the wounded area. She was hoping it was going to help stop the bleeding. She checked his pulse and a renewed hope developed within her as she felt the rhythm of his throbbing heart.She took her phone and texted Nancy, telling her to come home Henry was injured. But she could not wait for her to arrive. Having done what she could do to save his life, only one more thought remained in her mind: to get as far away from the homestead as she could. She didn't know how to face Nancy and explain the series of events that led to Henry lying unconscious a
