I WENT TO PRETORIA FOR SCHOOL AND ENDED UP USED BY A MAN I TRUSTED FOR HIS WEALTH RITUALS

I WENT TO PRETORIA FOR SCHOOL AND ENDED UP USED BY A MAN I TRUSTED FOR HIS WEALTH RITUALS.

I am sending this to you so that you may warn women for me please.I was just a naive young village girl with city girls dreams. I come from a poor family and i saw how disregarded my family was by the people in the villages. It is true that money can and will buy you respect. I was a very beautiful girl whom older men with a few cows, goats, sheeps or even chickens would approach my dad about marrying me for themselves or for their sons.

My dad was against it at first but as time went on he realised that he is getting more disrespected and shamed for being poor. He was getting tired of being treated like a nobody so he was slowly getting tempted to sell me to the village's highest bidder. 

Both my parents were unemployed and we survived by planting and harvesting crops for well off families in the village. We were not paid by money but for basic things such as a small bag of maize meal, tomatoes and sweet potatoes or a few corns or whatever the produce that was in season. 

One night I overheard my dad telling my mom that maybe it's time they gave me up to highest bidder just so they can be respected and improve their lives. I ran back to the hut that I shared with all my 6 siblings and my grandmother and cried myself to sleep. 

Why couldn't they give me a chance to study and finish school and become a somebody and lift them. My mom was a quite woman who lived by my dad's rules, she'd never stand for her own beliefs or anything. The next morning they sat me down and told me that I had to leave home and agree to marrying a man who was 22 years older than me. 

I begged them to allow me to finish my Matric and go to university. My dad asked me who would pay for my fees? I told them about bursaries and explained to them how it works. Thank God I was able to convince them on that. But the agreement was that if I don't get any bursary then I'd have to marry the old man. 

Time flew and I was waiting eagerly for Matric results, I also had applied to few universities and bursaries aswell. Unfortunately I received Good news and bad news. The Good news was that I passed my Matric but not well enough for bursaries to fight for me and the bad news was that I didn't get any of the bursaries I applied for. 

I took advantage of the fact that my parents couldn't read so I lied to them and told them that I got the bursary. My last option was now Nsfas, but I wasn't gonna tell them that. I was in the "I will cross that bridge when we get there"era. I left my village with no plan in place but all I wanted to was get away from the village and their transactional marriages. 

They gave me a bus fare and a few rands for food. I got into the bus and left. I cried so much in the bus burying my face on my thighs just so the next person couldn't see that I was crying.... I was scared, very scared.

Upon arrival in Pretoria, I asked to be shown where TUT is. I was asked which TUT as there were many campuses. I didn't even know what to say as I didn't even know any of that information. I then opted for TUT's main campus and I was dropped off there.

I didn't have enough money on me, I needed money to pay for a place to sleep and also res money... Everything was money this and money that. I was now scared and regretful of my decision to run away from home. What did I get myself into?I thought to myself. It was getting dark and the campus was closing, people were now decreasing and my heart was beating very fast, I was scared cos I had no place to sleep.

 A very beautiful girl with nice make up and the most beautiful outfit rocked up, the girl looked like a girl from a magazine cover. She could see that I'm not fine and lost. I was looking for a spot that looked safe enough for me to sleep. I was really scared.

She walked towards me and started chit-chating. That girl had the most beautiful smile on her face and she was very happy and bubbly. You could see that she was genuinely happy and I wished I was her because I couldn't even remember the last time I was that happy.

We started having a flowy conversation and she asked me if I was done registering, that girl must have asked me twenty questions in just 5 minutes many of which I didn't get the chance to reply to. Well, I didn't mind because my voice was shaky from the tears I was trying to hold back. She on the other hand had a very Beautiful deep voice, a radio voice, the kind of voice that command respect humbly so.

I then told her that I couldn't register because I didn't have enough money for registration, she giggled and said "guuurl with your body and face I would have been a millionaire by now". I got very interested in the "how" of her compliment, I giggled and said "well here I am with the face and body and I'm still very much broke".

We burst out in laughter but deep down I wanted to know more but I couldn't ask further because I didn't want to appear like a lose girl, that time I was still a virgin. She then stood up from the brick she sat on to have a conversation with me. She said anyway girl let me drop you off where you stay since it's getting late and a bo nyaopes will soon be taking over.

I felt my heart jump to the throat and back to its position in a matter of seconds. I was like no I'm cool thanks, I'm waiting for my uncle to fetch me. She said oh okay be good now, I'm now gonna love and leave you. I watched her walk away with tears filling my eyes. I looked behind me and saw a bunch of dodgy looking guys and I knew that should it get dark I would be in trouble. 

I quickly got up, grabbed my bag and ran after the beautiful girl(let's call her miss Brenda). I yelled for her to wait for me and she stopped and we walked to her car. Funny enough she was now quite and didn't even ask me any questions.

I burst into tears as soon as I sat in her car and she asked me what was happening with a concerned voice, I knew I needed to tell her the truth because I needed help.So I told her that I had nowhere to go and she said, no worries babe you can crash at my place tonight and I will give you registration money tomorrow just please don't cry, you gonna make me cry and I am gonna mess up my expensive make up. We both burst out in laughter and we drove off.

She said i could stay at her place for aslong as I needed,i was relieved. She was actualy a 3rd year student, we got to her place a very beautiful apartment, she must be very rich, I thought to myself . She ran me a bath and made me food and we watched TV until I fell asleep on the couch. I woke up in the morning and I was covered with a very fancy looking blanket.

As I was looking around she came holding a bowel of cereal on one hand and on the other there was a cup of tea. Brenda was beautiful guys, even in the morning. With a loud voice she said rise and shine beautiful we have school to take you to. 

I ate, bathed and we left. On the way to school in the car, she asked me who was going to pay for my school fees since I'm struggling to pay for my registration which amounts to nothing when it comes to school fees. I breathed out heavily as I replied "I'll get a part time job on weekends,I'll do anything and if you need a house help I highly recommend myself". She giggled and said I don't do child Labour.

I then said "well let's use my looks to get that million as you mentioned yesterday" she smiled and shouted let's secure the bag Mogirl and we both laughed out loud. I realised that I laughed a lot when I was with Brenda and I loved it.

We got to TUT and she used her 3rd year powers to avoid the ques and within an hour I was registered as a university student. This was a very exciting day for me. She said we would be going to celebrate and not heading home just for me to go fall asleep on the couch like an old lady.

We passed by her place and she made me wear her clothes and did my make up. I am a lover of nice things so I looked really beautiful, I couldn't believe that the reflection on the mirror was actually mine. Before we left the apartment I asked her to borrow me her phone so I could call my parents and let them know that I was fine. I hadn't spoken to them since I got to Pretoria. 

I called them and I lied, I told them that I was living at res and the bursary had covered everything. My parents were over the moon, they knew nothing about how things worked so they believed me. Soon as I hung up Brenda said "they deserve the lies for forcing a life you don't want on you for their own survival". We left and went to celebrate my registration success at a very nice place. I had never been to such a fancy restaurant I didn't even know what to order so she ordered for me.

Brenda wasn't a judgemental nor proud person she wouldn't make you feel small in anyway. She then said hey I invited a friend of mine he will soon join us and the bill is on him so order the whole restaurant Mogirl, my friend can afford. As always we burst out into laughter as she snapped her fingers with her hand in the air.

I had never drank alcohol before and she kept teasing me about that. I continued with my juice and as we were giggling and having the time of our lives, I was very excited. She stood up and I heard her saying hey you are here. I turned around to see who she was so excited to see and I saw someone I've seen on TV. What? No, now we chilling with celebrities? I was nervous now. All I wanted was to ask for a picture of this man so I could show it to my villagers back home.

I am about to sit on the same table with A WHOLE CELEBRITY... 

Before I could ask for a picture which I was about to, I mean I was ready to scream. Brenda whispered to my ear with a grind, moghel he is not who you think it is, they just look alike. What? I was confused now. She said act normal please honey don't embarrass us. This is your ticket to that million.

I knew right there and then that it was a set up, but luckily for her the guy is just my type and more. That was one good looking man guys jealous down mayibabo. He gave us hugs and sat down. I got lost in his cologne, I never knew men could smell that good so wow. 

Brenda did the introduction and the man couldn't stop looking at me. For me it was love at first sight. It was getting late and we were getting tired so he asked for the bill and settled it. I didn't get time to see how much the bill was. But he asked for my number before he left and it was such an embarrassment for me to say I didn't have a phone. At first he thought I was joking then Brenda was like she is not lying she's fresh from the villages where phones don't matter. 

He gave me a stack of R200 notes and wrote his number on the bill and said please go buy yourself a phone and send me a call back. He said this as he gave me a peck on the cheek then hugged Brenda and left. Brenda took a gulp of her drink whilst on her feet and said let's go home girl. Tomorrow we are going phone shopping.

One thing that I noticed about her that I forgot to mention was the fact that she was popular at the restaurant we went to. The people who worked there all seem to know her. She said her loud goodbyes as we walked out. She wasn't just walking, she was walking and dancing her way out. I admired her level of happiness it was just pure and her vibrations were worth hanging out with. 

We got to her apartment she bathed then ran me a bath. By the time I was done bathing she had already passed out on the couch. So I went to the smaller couch and slept there. I wasn't going to go sleep on her bed because she never offered me so the couch was just fine.

Her phone rang twice and she didn't hear it, the third time I wanted to answer it but the person hung up. Then a bank notification of R5000 came in, the reference was of the man we were with. This man must be very wealthy 🧐. I reached for the till sleep where he wrote his number and realised the bill he paid for was worth R7333.

I froze a bit and decided to count the R200 notes that he gave me and it was a total of R10 000. I was more scared than excited, I tossed and turned the whole night wondering how this is even possible and what this man does for a living since I mistook him for an actor.

The morning came and I took a bath and made Brenda and I a cup of tea and when I went to give her the tea she wasn't on the couch anymore. I left her sleeping and now she's not there anymore. I went to the bedroom and found her laying there like a train crashed over her. I gave her the tea and she made a joke about considering giving me the house help gig. 

Did I mention that Brenda's house was spotless? It was sparkling clean so she obviously didn't need a house help. She then said the tea will help with the babalas then we will make our way to the mall to buy a brand new phone for myself. I then told her if we can't just put the money towards my res fee or school fee and just buy a R200 phone.

She looked at me and laughed really hard, she said girl please send the village mindset on a bus back to the village right now. We are going to the mall to get you the finest phone in the market. Worry not about your fees they will be taken care of in no time. Uphethi mna Unga nyakazi.

I asked her what the man does for a living and she said he makes money my baby that's what he does for a living. She said that as she grabbed a towel walking to the bathroom. She yelled let me take a quick shower and we heading to the mall.

A part of me wanted to send a bit of money to my parents but I didn't want to say anything yet. I went to watch TV while waiting for her to finish up. She finaly finished up and off we went. We went to Menlyn and we bought an iPhone.

She saved that man's number and sent him a call back. Within seconds a message from Vodacom saying I was recharged with R500 airtime came through. I was in desbelief but my younger and naive self was super excited. We went to have breakfast in one of the restaurants there and I called my parents while we waited for our food. 

I asked them to save my number, I told them I now worked part time at some expensive restaurant so the tips from wealthy people were really good so I was able to afford a phone and they asked what about school. 

I told them that I will only be starting in February and shame my poor parents were really excited for me. I promised to send them money in a couple of days and they were grateful before I could even send them the money.

Later that night when I was laying on the couch, I started asking myself how Brenda and my parents were different? As I was lost into thoughts my phone rang and it was Our rich man, let's call him Sugar. I answered and he said he was outside. I checked the time and it was 2 AM. I got nervous, Brenda was fast asleep... What do I do? 

 I decided not to wake Brenda and just leave her a note on the side of the bed incase I might get killed and kidnapped. I had to because I hardly knew the guy. Well he didn't do anything to me he told me that he couldn't get me off his mind so he just drove by to give me ice cream money for the next day.

We had a a nice flowy conversation,nothing was forced then he left. The ice cream money was R1000 guys yoh. I started seeing more and more of him and falling for him until we became official and I moved in with him. Schools were now open and my fees were all taken care of. I didn't need res anymore because I had moved in a mansion as the madam of the house.

I regularly sent money home and they were happy and comfortable. Brenda and I were still close but I noticed that I wasn't the only girl she had hooked to this fast life. So kahle kahle she goes to varsity and targets vulnerable first years. I later found out that she got paid to do this but I wasn't angry at her because she led me to the love of my life.

The year passed by so quickly and I must have visited my family twice in the 12 months making excuses about school being hectic and having no holidays and they believed me.

Sugar was now my main priority, I passed my first year but I was abondoning my second year because I was living the life I wanted to go to school to pursue. He convinced me to fall pregnant and promised to marry me soon as I give birth. 

We lost the first pregnancy at 3 months and he insisted that I shouldn't go to the Doctor or hospital since the pregnancy wasn't recorded yet. He gave me a small container where he asked me to bleed in it instead of wearing any sanitay cloth. He lied and said we were going to bury the container as if it's a coffin that way we would be giving our baby the send off the baby deserves.

By now he had isolated me with everyone, I lived by him and for him. But he wasn't abusive in anyway. He treated me like a queen, we even went to home affairs to register our marriage. All hell broke lose when my dad found out I got married without his blessings he wrote me off completely. 

I fell pregnant atleast twice in a year and he always made me do the container thing each time. We would bury the container in our yard but the next day it would look like someone had dug it out and just close it up again. But a woman in love is a blind woman I ignored it. 

The fourth time I fell pregnant I secretly attended antenatal care because he wouldn't let me. He was shocked when my pregnancy reached the 5th month and I came clean with him. He was furious that I had gone to the Doctor and I was confused as to why it was such a big deal. He walked out banging every door he walked through as he left the house.

He slept out that day but apologized. His excuse was that a lot of people are after his life because of jealousy so should they find out that I am pregnant then they will harm me and the baby. He further added that should I need to see a Doctor I must tell him and his Doctor will come do home visits. A woman inlove I was, I felt loved and protected.

He offered to cook that night as a token of apology. That was weird because his token of apology was fancy dates, weekend getaways and money. I allowed him to cook even though we had a chef so she got a day off that day. 

He finished cooking and we ate, bonded and I somehow fell asleep on the couch. I however woke up in bed and I was woken up by a very sharp pain in my abdomen and at the back just below the waist. It was such a crucial pain and he was woken up by my screaming. He woke up ran to the door and within a few seconds his Doctor walked in. I was too in pain to ask questions at that point I just wanted the Doctor to make the pain stop

I woke up hours later and I was weak and tired, he was right beside me. He assured me that I will be fine and I dozed off again. I woke up the next day and he told me that the Doctor is coming to see me to make sure I am fine. He told me we lost the baby. I believed it because I was now wearing a sanitary cloth. I cried so much because I felt like I was letting him down as a woman.

I fell pregnant again a year later and after losing the pregnancy at 6 months I felt I needed to find out from traditional healers what was going on. My husband didn't want me going to traditional healers so I had to do it behind his back.

I went and I was told that my husband uses my babies as a ritual to stay invinsible to the police. He uses the innocent blood to protect him from any kind of arrest or any danger. That's when I remembered why I thought he was a police, I had seen him on the news a long time ago as a notorious thug.

I was married to a man who did the biggest heist and also a notorious drug lord. My babies were used to protect his evil self. Sad part about it is that after the Doctor confirmed that I could no longer fall pregnant he wanted a second wife badly. He forcefully brought her home and that is when I packed my bags and left. 

I follow the lady on social media and so far she has had three miscarriages and he has recently engaged another woman. I'm sorry about my long confession but I had to do it for the younger girls as they are the target. Not everything that glitters is Gold.