In africa, getting married in your thirties is considered late, nearly all mothers with daughters in that circle of age, find themselves fasting consecutively, going to churches, traditional homes, mosque, rolling on the floor, praying for a miracle to come down from heaven.

How do i know this? Because i used to belong in that age circle but, here i am now, watching my mother-in-law, aunt, and uncle preach to me on forgiveness.

Naimah, my daughter, you seen ehn, men are polygamous in nature, you'll have to forgive your husband oh, one more thing, this lady is two months pregnant with a bouncing baby boy on the way, my husband aunt added.

Yes she is, they all mumbled together & its a sin to opt for an abortion his aunt finalized.

[NAIMAH HAD A FLASH BACK TO THE TIME AT THE HOSPITAL]

The doctor interlocked his hands and sighed deeply, i recognize that look, its one of despair and bad news. Have been married to my husband for Two years now and every attempt to get pregnant turned out to be futile so my friend Rachel convinced me to see a doctor she claims is a miracle worker. Have been to different hospitals and, the last hospital i visited heals their patients with herbs so i was fortunate to eat this bitter concoction that got me sick for two weeks, it could have been avoided but i did nothing to stop it from happening unlike this time around, i decided to strike a deal with her promising this will be the last time she will force me to see a doctor. I know whatever she is doing, is at my own best interest but i have literally lost faith in any treatment repairing whatever damage my body is struggling with and, i secretly hope that maybe this time, a miracle will definitely happen.

Doctor, i paused, noticing how his face wasn't hinting me about what the results say. Can you please tell me what the results say i asked politely. Meanwhile i was shrieking at the probability of it been a good news or a bad news but, whatever the case may be, the results is right in front of me.

Mrs Naimah, are you not married?

I scrunched my eyebrows together, what kind of a stupid question is he asking & how does that explain my inability to conceive? I cleared my throat, and respectfully asked, what do you mean Doctor, of cause am a married woman.

He looked unconvinced and disappointed with my answer, why should he, am slowly starting to get angry with this man in front of me. Who is he to judge, couldn't he see the  golden wedding ring on my finger? I re-adjusted myself and folded my hands on his table , his eyes for a second went to my ring and he slightly smacked his palm on his face in guilt i suppose.

Mam, i do not mean to doubt you he said sounding genuinely but, the test results in my hands, shows that you have been overdosed on contraceptives.

What?

Did i hear you right doctor?

Doctor, contrac- what?

How....?

[END OF FLASHBACK]

Won't you say something, my mother in-law asked, nudging my shoulders to speak up, I never knew this day will come, I can't even believe this is the woman i took like my mother.

I looked at my husband and immediately, he looked elsewhere, scratching his hair and wiping his hands on his lap, guilt was written all over his face.

We understand no woman in her right frame of mind will accept or wish this on her daughter but i guarantee you, we had a family meeting, we have all spoken to your husband and he has promised us it won't happen again. So my daughter please forgive him and let's move on.

Besides, you know, she's here to assist you since, you cannot get pregnant, uncle dele, said. I instantly snapped my head to his direction in bewilderment.

The others tried to caution him but he nudged them back saying, what? Are we not here to tell her the truth, see ehn, let's call a spade a spade, please.

I held back the tears threatening to come out, & out of no where, i asked, where is the woman my husband impregnated & the argument between my in-laws stopped.

My mother in-law quickly signaled to Aunt Kemi to bring her in but, uncle dele beat her to it  while we all waited patiently.

Seconds turned into minutes, and like keys jingling in my ear, i suddenly hear an unexpected familiar voice say, good afternoon my in-laws.

Looking up, i see my best friend Lola, staring back at me.

The following poem is about a couple who has fallen ill in their apartment complex bedroom. They must remain in bed while life goes on around them as they desire intimacy again.

Yara works at one of the most influential companies. When she discovers the diary of her boss, she finds out that his behaviour is connected to an unknown disease. She is determined to help him behind the scenes. However, she has to pay the price when her curiosity leads to an inevitable betrayal.

.......And don't tell me nothing because we both know everything began to change after that day. You stopped laughing, you stopped smiling ... You changed'. .........

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........' Are you always this angry?' he asked.

' And do you always force people to marry you?' I countered back turning to face him......

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.......' How do you expect me not to tell her. Don't you know how I feel for betraying her already?'........

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.......  'You are my business' he whispered softly. I raised a brow.

'Aww' I said in mock sweetness. 'Was that  supposed to make me smile and hug you?'.........

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........'Kamara' He called me making me look up at him from where I lay on the bed.

' It gets better' He said to me.

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.......' I'm your brother, you've always trusted me'

' And I've realized the mistake I made......

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Let's know Kammy's story and see how life turned out to be for her.

They want us to have poverty. They want us to serve them. To work for them. To be happy with our unbearably meagre lot in life. But we have each other. We have each other and that means that we have power. We can’t let them know that we have power, not ever. Because if they know, then they’ll destroy us.

The census is about to begin. I wonder if I’ll be brave enough to get through it. But I have to be. We all have to be. Because far too much depends on us, in this moment.

I knew there was something wrong when the doll of my deceased sister began to blink.

This is my story- there really isn't a story behind it, I was just thinking and it came to me. I hope you enjoy it!

What would you do if your world suddenly came crashing down?

If everything that you have ever loved was stripped away from you so suddenly that you were unable to stop it?

Well that's exactly what happened to Mariana Jones.

Living in Los Angeles, she had a good childhood, good family and good life, but all this changed the day her father died.

Her life took an unexpected turn when her mother had to pay off remaining debt to the mafia, but because of grief and hardships, she was unable to meet the deadline and they had to pay the price.

Kidnapped and feeling like all hope is lost, Mariana is later rescued by Micah Pérez and they manage to escape the clutches of the Mafia, but there's no time to relax as Mariana has a deadly virus inserted in her system which is like a ticking time bomb on her life.

They set out to find a cure while also getting closer to each other. Will the two lovebirds be able to make their relationship last, under the circumstances that they are in?

Political powers are shifting and this time they look set to cement their hold over the Western Alliance. Set in a world much like the our own, the populations of Europe and America are becoming restless. As tension boils in the background, everything changes with the introduction of a major biological technology. Debilitating illness as well as a more sinister threat faces the only person standing in the way of those that seek to control, but things are changing for our unlikely saviour too and she may not have been as alone and powerless as she first thought.