I got married 10 years ago.I have two children. Unfotrunately, my husband died last year through HIV complications. People in my village didn’t know he was suffering from HIV because during his funeral it was stated he died of cancer.
On Wednesday last week,I said I must visit his home to greet his mother and relatives. I arrived safely and I was warmly received. The first day was okay, we ate,made merry and slept. Problems started the following day; his elder brother told me he is entitled to my body since inheritance is acceptable in Nyanza.He forcefully entered my room and told me if I don’t sleep with him, I will see hell. I initially sympathized with his wife because I didn’t want to infect the family, but this man forced himself on me and raped me.He didn’t use protection.
The following morning I didn’t tell anyone, I pretended that nothing had happened. That night again, his younger brother came to my house, pretended that he was giving me company but ended up sleeping there. I told him I am sick but he continued to do it.He is called Otieno and only married this year, his wife is pregnant.
This morning as I left home,I wrote them this message:
“Thank you for welcoming me,I believe you know where HIV drugs are sold…the journey has started. Good bye”.I switched off the phone.
I am in guardian Angel bus heading Nairobi.