Yahoo Boy Marries His Lover’s Friend After She Sacrificed Her Womb To Make Him Rich
A woman shared her story of how she sacrificed her womb in order for her fiance to become affluent, but he ended up dumping her and marrying her friend instead.
The fiancee of a well-known internet fraudster, known as Yahoo Boy, has married the buddy of her fiancee after the latter sacrificed her womb in order to make him wealthy.
After she sacrificed her womb to make him wealthy, a Yahoo boy marries his lover's friend.
Apparently, the 23-year-old jilted lover inadvertently sacrificed her womb for a money ceremony for her fiancé, who then dumped her for another woman she knew, according to her narrative, which she shared on the internet.
"Life has never been fair to me, and love has brought me nothing but heartache and sadness," she explained. I'm currently a 23-year-old woman from Delta state, Nigeria. I was born into a polygamous family, where my father didn't care for my mother, myself, or my other three brothers and sisters.
My mother was the one who instructed us, and because her financial situation was precarious, she had to rely on us. I was only able to complete high school and was required to learn a skill.
I met a guy right after I graduated from high school, and we immediately began dating. He was the one who took away my virginity; I adore him, and he adored me in return; we dated for two years until he relocated abroad, at which point our communication began to deteriorate, and eventually he stopped calling me altogether.
Before meeting this guy who put me in the worse situation I'm in now, I was single for a long period of time. He was my senior in high school, and we were kind of friends. I thought he was charming and had a wonderful personality, and I had no idea he was playing a prank on me until later.
Consequently, after my lover stopped phoning me, another man stepped in and began calling me, expressing concern, and bringing me money on weekends, among other things. We began dating gradually, and it was then that I realized he was involved in fraud. He persuaded me that internet fraud was the only way for Africans to reclaim what that white people had stolen from them.
As our relationship progressed, he was constantly whining that he wasn't earning the money he desired, and I was the one who calmed him down by reminding him that his time will come. In fact, I was praying for him because I had fallen passionately in love with him, and he was professing to love me in the same manner that I had.
Once escorting one of his successful "business" colleagues to a shrine and after the herbalist had finished with him, he informed him that his girlfriend (who happened to be "me") possessed the key to unlocking his success in his fraudulent business.
At first, I was taken aback and perplexed, wondering how I could possibly sit on my boyfriend's success because, if he got wealthy, I would also benefit from it. I assured him that I had nothing to do with his failure to progress and attempted to persuade him that I was unable to do so.
But he was not persuaded, and he insisted that if I was truly committed to his advancement, which in turn was our advancement, I should accompany him to the temple.
The fact that I had never been to a shrine before was because my mother raised us in a godly manner, and I had been lying to her about my boyfriend being a blogger, but she had a suspicious feeling about him and had warned me to be cautious of him, but because I was bringing financial support from him, it helped to calm her down a little.
The next four days were spent debating what my partner had said, and he was continuously telling me how it would transform our future because money would never be an issue in our relationship. He also stated that if I had enough money, my younger siblings could attend school at any level they desired, and that I could attend as well, or that I could create a large business if I so desired. Any of these will do.
When I told him in the evening on the fifth day that I was ready, he erupted in joy and showered me with compliments, assuring me that if all went well, we would be married in less than six months.
After breakfast the next morning, we traveled in a rented cab to a village in Delta, where we stopped by the water and boarded a boat to another community. We arrived at the village and proceeded through some bush pathways till I came across an area that was ornamented with various traditional things, at which time he pointed out that it was the correct location.
We walked in with our backs to the door and were greeted by a shrunken middle-aged man with rotting teeth who was chewing a sour cola. Following my greeting, I was surprised to hear him say my name and go on to describe my family's heritage, which I found surprising. He then had a covert talk with my partner, after which he asked me if I was prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice.
In my fear, I inquired about the sacrifice; my boyfriend assured me that it was nothing to be concerned about and that it would cause no harm; by this time, the herbalist had already arrived with a large basin of water. He placed a small calabash packed with herbs and other items in the middle of the basin and filled it with water, then added a yellow powder to the water to make it more vibrant.
He instructed me to strip, and I was perplexed, but my partner pleaded with me to simply comply, saying it wouldn't take long. Then he directed me to stand in the basin full of water and under the calabash while I was blindfolded, which I dutifully did. When I realized this, it seemed like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders, and I slumped, only to be soon revived.
Our journey ended with us returning home, where I was sick for two days before gradually becoming better again with him by my side, displaying all of his phony affection for me.
The following week, I was at home when I received an alert from him stating that he had received $500,000. I was befuddled and didn't know where to begin because our house rent was already due and our landlord had instructed my mother to pay or pack up and leave.
When I phoned him, he advised me to use the money to get a recharge card because we were now wealthy. I soon transferred the necessary funds to my mother in order to pay the rent, and when my mother inquired as to where I obtained the funds for the rent, I replied that I had informed my boyfriend of the situation.
I immediately zoomed in to see my partner, who embraced me and began to express his gratitude for what I had done for him. He informed us that one of his maga had just paid him ten thousand dollars and urged that we go have a good time.
From there, we looked for a new place for him to live, which he eventually found and began purchasing household furnishings. I asked him why we hadn't put some of the money into something before it ran out, but he just shrugged and said more money was on the way.
Two weeks later, it was my birthday, and he arranged a party for me, during which he presented me with an iPhone, designer clothes and shoes, as well as an additional $500,000. I couldn't believe it was a dream, and I couldn't believe it was real.
The following month, he informed me that his'maga' had paid him the sum of 75 million dollars and invited me to visit him. Then he asked me what type of business I wanted to start, and I responded let's marry first, but he insisted on setting me up first, so I told him and he opened a supermarket for me that devoured approximately 8 million dollars in the process.
On my part, I relocated my family and began educating my young child in school. Even my absentee father attempted to reach out to me, but I chose to ignore his pleas for help. I started my business and took it seriously, and I was always there, but my boyfriend was busy at home and just came in on occasion to see me in the shop.
Two months later, I began to bother him about getting married again, and he informed me that he was planning to do so. The uproar was too much for him, so one day he came to my shop, knelt down, and proposed to me while customers were present, and he also surprised me with the keys to a Toyota Camry as a gift. I was overjoyed, and I was now completely persuaded that he was about to propose to me.
Several weeks after that, a friend of mine informed me that it appeared as though my fiancé was having an affair with another woman I knew. I didn't believe her since my fiancé was a responsible man, at the very least, he was a homely guy who never concealed his phone from me.
Soon after, he began acting strangely; he would leave home as soon as I left for my business and return just as I was ready to return home; he was no longer seeing me as frequently as he used to; and he was making numerous excuses.
I was furious when I discovered him with the lady in a hotel and couldn't keep my anger in check. I clashed with the lady for coming to reap where she had not sown.
The following day, my fiancé refused to return home with me. He disconnected his phone line, and when he returned online, he informed me that he was no longer interested in me. I was furious, and I asked him what I had done for him after all. He responded by saying that he had also benefited from the money he had earned.
It took me months to figure out where he was until a buddy of his surreptitiously informed me that he had traveled to Ghana with the same lady that I had battled with and that he had even performed a marriage introduction for her.
I was devastated, and I attempted to contact him through his social media accounts, but he refused to respond. I created a second Facebook profile and threatened him that if he didn't change his decision, I would go to the herbalist and reverse his fortune. He responded by saying that I was free to do whatever I wanted.
After our last visit to the herbalist's shrine two years ago, I went to the shrine in a fit of rage. My fiancé had done everything he could to ruin my life, and I requested that the herbalist reverse his fortune and make him very poor. After some discussion, the herbalist remembered me, and I told him everything my fiancé had done.
Exploiting his hands to indicate that the sacrifice could not be reversed, he disclosed to me that it was my womb that had been sacrificed in order for him to become wealthy, and as a result, I would be barren for the rest of my life, and he would be using it to get even more fortune.
I collapsed and had to be rushed back to the hospital before I was permitted to return home. Following my recovery from my illness, I sent him a message detailing what the herbalist had told me, and he responded by saying that I had benefited from it, but that he was sorry that he couldn't marry me due to the fact that he knew I wouldn't be able to produce children.
Now I'm completely despondent; I've been out of business for more than two months, and life has become a bitter experience for me.
Just a few weeks ago, they tied the knot and shared images of their wedding on the internet, which moved me to tears because I couldn't believe that a day like this would arrive when a woman who knew nothing about me would be rewarded for the gift of my womb. Life has lost its appeal for me, and I'm on the verge of giving up.
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