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    SHOCKING REVELATION: MY LIFE IN SAUDI ARABIA





                            


    “Can you stay two years
    without S*X?” she asked


    “What? Two years? “ I
    answered with a broken smile.





    This is Kinya my old friend
    in high school back 90’s, there was no way I would stay two years with no S*X, that’s
    a big dry spell for me. I love S*X and we used to sneak to our nearest center
    in our boarding school night time just to have S*X with construction guys that
    were working in nearby site. Kigotio was our school Lab man. I used to visit
    his room he had rented near our school compound; mostly weekend….a stolen fruit
    is so sweet than the one given freely. I never had a dry spell though I was in
    boarding school, if not Kigotio then construction guys were there for me.


    “if you wont control your S*X
    desires, you won’t be able to work in Middle east” she answered with sarcastic
    face.





    I had met Kinya recently
    when I was searching for a job; my life had turned so miserable after I married
    Kigotio. Actually it was not real marriage but a situation based marriage.
    After enjoying S*X life with Kigotio in high school, I was able to get up to
    form four and did my KCSE. But unfortunately I was heavy pregnant for him. I
    tried to hide this pregnancy, but by the time we did KCSE I was six months
    pregnant, (I scored an E and far as I was concerned, I had passed with flying
    colors)




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    Kigotio was also our
    neighbor and my family knew him very well. He was obsessed with Ladies and
    beer. Did I say beer? Hahahaha…Kumikumi was the nickname of the so called beer
    in our village, call it songanamwena ...he really enjoyed drinking this stuff
    to the end. My mom always suspected there was something going on between me and
    Kigotio. I was now at home after completing High school.


    “Who is responsible for
    this” my mom asked.





    My mom needed a conversation
    with me which I tried my best to avoid but no matter how much I avoided she
    came later to know Kigotio was the guy responsible, my mom was so broken
    hearted only that she didn’t know I was a bad girl since primary school. She
    had high hopes of her girl pursuing education. She always reminded me of how
    she would be so happy to see me being a high profile Engineer. Now her dreams
    were fading away. I had no such dreams; my dreams were only for fun, leisure, S*X
     and alcohol. I ran away from home to
    stay with Kigotio when my S*X desires frustrated me.










    That was the beginning of my
    miserable life. I later gave birth to two more kids, Hellen(1996) and
    John(1998).the first born was Oscar born 1994. My marriage did not run smoothly
    since Kigotio was not responsible dad to start with, he was a womanizer and so
    he continued with his drinking habits and women. I gave up on my marriage in
    2006 after Kigotio came home drunk with one of his women whom he slept with at
    our matrimonial bed, He gave me a tough beating in front of my babies and
    chased me out of house at midnight calling me all dirties names one would ever
    imagine. We slept whole night on the cold floor with my babies at  Kilimo shopping center buildings near our
    home. From then I decided to be a single a mother.


    “So what have you decided,
    your silence means you can’t be able,right?” Kinya was still waiting my answer.





    I stood there still thinking
    hard, surely will I be able to control myself? S*X? two years? My thoughts were
    still moving in circles, am an addict of S*X, and according to stories I hear
    about middle east, if you are caught having S*X with a man who is not your
    husband, you are handed a death penalty as a woman, and as a man, you are given
    1000 lashes.  Am a single mother at
    moment, who will make love to me in middle east for two years? Meaning is
    either I abstain or I die. I needed job so much since my babies needed upkeep
    and Oscar was about to join high school. He needed school fees, I was to pay
    rent which was six months due only that my Landlord, Mr Kimumutho was
    persevering me and also because of the forbidden fruit I was sneaking to him.
    Kimani the shopkeeper, his debt was in terms of thousands, he was still not
    asking for it since he was getting love privileged benefits from me, Headmaster
    of Gicheng’o Primary school, Mr Gifengo was still holding me, he was about to
    chase Hellen and John from school but the previous night I had given him a
    super, spiced hot kiss and he forgot everything, I remember how I kissed him
    until he raised all his bare foot up and lost control of his hands, actually I
    enjoyed that moment until I felt like giving him more than that but Hellen was
    waiting me at the center water tank.










    “yes, yes, I will try my
    best to control myself,” I answered but not sure of my words.


    “Tomorrow at 8:00am give me
    the photocopy of your ID and two picture passports” she said


    “I will, but first tell me
    which specific country am I going to work?” I asked


    “Probably SAUDI ARABIA.” She
    answered.


    “What?! Saudi Arabia?” I was
    terrified


    “yes!” she laughed and off
    she went





    Kinya was an agent, she was
    securing jobs for women who needed to be domestic workers in Middle East,  last time when we had met I asked her to
    secure a job for me since I was in great poverty, I  was walking barefooted with torn clothes, life
    had taken toll on me. The only good thing in me was good health, my honey
    pot(which I used to earn a living with and also getting pleasure from) and my
    heart.


    I went to my house and
    thought much about this job, how I will leave my little John for two years, I
    felt the love of mother deep inside me, but I had no otherwise, I had to go. I
    had to leave my babies. I stood up and went to my mother’s house. Although it
    was hard to explain to her, she was always a good mother who wanted all the
    best for her babies. She agreed to take care of my babies since I would be
    sending something little to her for their upkeep. The only question she asked
    me was, “Jane will you be able to wear the hijabs yet you have never allowed a
    dress to pass past your knee?” that question posed another challenge to me, Hijab,
    in dessert area, with all that heat? Nevertheless I had no option I had to go.
    My heart had already decided.





    Back to my house I packed my
    few torn clothes, I passed through  Shiro’s
    house, my brother’s girl friend and borrowed a scarf and one blouse to prepare
    for my departure. That night I had to sit all my babies down and explain to
    them about my new job, how I wished I would stay with them but it was
    impossible at moment. I also told them they were to stay with their grandmother
    until I come back after two years. John loved her grandmother so much so he was
    not disturbed at all.Oscar loved his mother so much I saw tears of sorrow
    dropping from his cheeks, Hellen was a nut head just like her mother, in fact
    that was a good chance for her to do all she wanted in the village, but I was
    not worried since I knew her grandmother would control that.





    KiraguwaNduthi was on
    doorstep waiting for them to drop them at their shosh home,so I wished
    them  a good night, and we kissed goodbye
    amid tears. They were to spend a night at their grandmothers’ place.as I turned
    back ,my heart was too heavy ,I cried for waving my babies goodbye, I didn’t
    know if it was the last goodbye or the first goodbye,I cried a lot but I had to
    go. I fell on my bed,took some piritons and tried to get some sleep.










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