Monday 26 August 2013

The twins I did not know of…




By Kenneth Juror | Kenya


            The good book says “He who finds a wife finds what is good and receives favor from the Lord” Proverbs 18:22, consequently in the same book in Proverbs 21:9 Better to live on a corner of the roof than share a house with a quarrelsome wife.


This is the story of my wife whom we have been married for the last four years.


            We have lived a normal life like any another couple out there making sure we always put food on the table as well as rally around to make sure all those close to us are comfortable. Between Nicole and I we were blessed with a three year old boy who always kept asking for a sister or a brother, I guess this is due to his friends who have siblings yet he does not.



            She worked as a financial advisor. This was great as we pulled resources together towards acquisition of a roof over our heads. This was part of what I had intended nonetheless I was living my dream.

All went well until she insisted on having our house in what “many” call the diaspora - Rongai. I did not object to it however she made no attempt in making sure we got a piece of land for the construction of that dream home.



Conflict of interest


            One evening I came home and informed her of a piece that I was advised of in Kitengela which indeed was within basically all the basic amenities. She vehemently repudiated the idea as she insisted that she would rather continue paying rent than move to OlKejuado municipality.

Her reasons were quite flimsy as the sole reason why she wanted us to put up in Rongai was that her friends lived there.

This got from bad to worse each day as the house became untenable for both of us either she was in as I went out and the vice versa was the order of the day. My desire to have the matter discussed was met with an enormous click that woke up the little boy each time we were to solve it.



My twins

            She started getting sickly thus took her for medical attention. She was taken in as an in-patient as she needed a keen eye of the doctor. She was in for two months each time I was being told that she had a stomach problem I was however not being told of the exact problem. After her second week the doctor called me and asked me of whether I knew what was ailing my dear wife. I knew that she was pregnant although she did not overtly tell me. So when the doctor said that she was admitted because of the after effects of an abortion she procured.I was confused, my heart sunk, angry I was trembling… “Your wife procured an abortion, were you aware she was pregnant?” I confirmed in the affirmative to the last question but perplexed at the statement.


I decided to cool off by not going in the ward to see her but rather went home.

By this time I had already bought the ¼ acre, the house plan was ready too.

            We were although communicating over the phone during her stay in hospital she was getting better each passing day. She never knew that I was told she had aborted.

I gathered courage to go to visit her.

She was shocked upon seeing me but held my cool so that she could perhaps talk of what led her to get rid of our children, what would warrant my wife to do such a thing? I asked myself.



She opened up…

                   She sat on the bed amid struggles to be up due to drugs which made her feeble, she held my hand as she explained. "I was 15 weeks pregnant when we had a fight over where we were to construct our home it became so much on me that I decided to terminate the pregnancy, they were twins". Her confession was corroborated by the gynecologist's examination report.  
I never wanted to stress her further, so I told her we could talk over it when she was out of hospital. 

The doctor finally gave me the green light after two months that she was well.

They say all that glitters is not gold, my wife made it to the statistics of married women who have procured abortion. http://www.nation.co.ke/news/-/1056/1962356/-/qbbuqs/-/index.html

The scenario was thicker when the doctor said she could no longer become pregnant as the corrosive, crude instruments used  ruptured her uterus, I was in the company of my parents in law as we were being given this best worst news. 



I am still confused   



A sequel soon...

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