The hero of Love

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a fiction story about two young people who fell in love at very first sight. The names are not real but the episode depicts the reality of how enduring love can lead to victory. The young man expressed his love for the woman, but it was not easy for a mutual agreement, because their family’s background kept them on different pages. He finally succeeded in winning the girl’s heart; however, their love met many obstacles because the girl’s mother became the “thorn” on the feet of young lovers. The girl’s family in many directions was attacking Dut.Her mother hit him in the face, and there were two occurrences when the girl’s brothers attacked Dut.Despite the hurdle of imprisonment for some time, he could not change his feeling of love for the girl. On their way to Kampala Uganda, Amiira wrote a letter of apology to Dut, which he received with gratitude. A few months later, Amiira ended the relationship due to pressure from her brothers. Amiira made this decision in order to stop the fighting. The two lovers then met on campus where both were proudly accepted for admission to pursue academic degrees. Both Dut and Amiira were virgins, and the story sweetly ended with the two marrying in a beautiful church and having passionate love value.

Submitted: May 15, 2014

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Submitted: May 15, 2014



Chapter 1

Love at first sight

Some people are satisfy with their lives, but many hate the fact they were ever born.  Amiira and Dut are the pleasing ones of their fathers’ eyes. The amazing world, a world of confusion, mystery and gossiping where love becomes a game of chess.  I tasted its sweeter and bitter parts, and ventured to know the secrets of true love.  Amiira was the most beautiful young woman whom I traced to show me love.  She was a young woman with bright eyes situated in her shinning face.  Her smiles may open the mouth of a toothless person not to mention her thighs, that I imagined would make an old man think of his young years.  A very courageous woman I ever met with all the good sense of judgment.  She was born during the harvest time, making her a good seed from high breed. I came to know her during interschool competition when she was among the prizewinners, but spent long time without seeing her again. I was almost bed ridden, dying to have a glimpse of her face again.  Thanks to the Provider, I saw her walking with her mother whom I almost mistook for her. Amiira, “how are you?” I called with a trembling voice of fear. She looked at me as if I was a criminal standing before a policewoman, and I behaved as if she was familiar with me. She glanced over her shoulder to see who was calling her. I continued to call her, but she never responded. I was wondering why a little pigeon always flies with her parents; it was hard for her to come or pay attention to me. She was at the bosom of her mother. She admired me but at the same time, could not express her feelings for me.  I walked around in search to find out where she lived.

One evening, I read my friend’s Bible for the first time, and found interest in the verse (Philippians 4:6). “Do not be anxious about anything; but in everything by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God.” As I pondered over this verse, I realized that many hunters sharpen their spears to kill the veal. She was the center of attraction that everyman dreamed to have. I thanked God for our blessing land with bushes, because they were the blessing to me in disguise. One early morning, on 16 May 2002, the little pigeon was forced to make an exercise, because it was a heroes’ day where I found myself among the heroes. All the sportspersons were pouring into a freedom square.  I saw Amiira’s black hair beautifully woven in a zebra tail style.  She was dressed in a blue suit, with a blue ribbon tied behind her hair. My heart was pumping and the throbbing almost blew off my ribs.  My mind went blank, my tongue dried like a burned brick, and my clothes soaked in sweat.

 “He who was bitten by a snake flees when seeing a black rope.” No doubt, that Amiira has caught my eyes, and I could recognize her, even at a far distance. When I saw her walking near a bush, I tiptoed while clapping my hands in order to drew her attention. She intelligently figured out where she met me and made a U-turn in an attempt to escape; but she hardly did before I grabbed her dainty hand. “When your neighbor catches cold, you too can sneeze’’ five minutes became fifty years to both of us… “Stupid, fool!!! Leave me alone” she shouted. My heartbeat was abnormal, she jeered at me, and I was tongue-tied. I covered my ears with sleeves of my shirt in order to contained myself. “Who are you”? She asked. I am Dut, I replied. “Did I hear you say Dut?” She asked again. Yes of course, that is my name; I said timidly. How do you know me?  I met you in school.  Which school? She asked again, Rumbek Secondary.  She was so inquisitive and I became nervous.

Remember that a lair cannot recall what he said should he is asked again; but surely love always buys attention. Why did you set a trap, and frightened me in these early hours? She went on to ask me. I released soft words like a cowardly person.  She said; “please! You scared me, go away from me”. She charged! Her blue eyes turned red and wrinkles appeared on her face that almost startles me to death. I was as brave as a lion to her, because a rough dog can never be in peace for long. I love you; I revealed. “What”? You heard me; I said. “Who, me”? Yes. I affirmed it strongly and confidently. “Please give me five reasons why you said that; she requested”. I narrated ten reasons why I love her, I pierced the little pigeon’s heart and she nodded. Do you love me? I asked. She lowered her head, which reminded me of the character of a she-goat running away from he-goat. I was like someone in a new city; the whole world looked small for us. I looked around and she was glaring at my eyes. I felt that I took her home.  The whole episode was unbelievable. She added that her parents could be worried of her whereabouts, so I let her go; because I knew that, she was like a fish in my net.

Amiira started to be so good to me; she got little time to visit me even when under strict control. She wanted our relationship to be strong, and she would be rude whenever I asked for the fruit of our love. She advised me not to rush with a relationship, and have more patience with love.I could recall a Saturday, when she requested me to pay a visit to their home. I guess she may have nerves and politely tell her parents about my visit. That was when she kissed me for the first time; my tongue had never tasted any sweet thing like Amiira’s lips. The taste of honey was nothing to me, my lips and tongue became best friends that time, the whole world was mine, one hour was a very short time I never experienced. My brain worked so hard to produce convincing words in order to draw the attention of Amiira’s mother, which would be a first kick of scoring love’s goal

The beautiful mother who always wore makeup even when in the kitchen, she was beautiful outside, but inside she was a dustbin of stupidity, madness of highest order, and poor performer, whom I doubt to be Amiira’s mother. However, remember that he who stays in a wise men’s company always becomes wiser. My emotions might be the cause of her behavior, because I knew she was a good lady. I stood under a neem tree at the gate, and started to gurgle with problems in my throat, which disturbed her. She glanced at me, “Young boy” Imagine how she called me as if I had a gourd of water on my head. What are you waiting for? She asked; I am a visitor; I replied. “Where are you coming from” Our home; I said.  Amiira’s father loves young people like me; he urged his wife to welcome them. The hopeless mother came with two chairs and put them under a tree. I thought she was going to ask my name and call her daughter to me, but she was more stubborn and instead she asked me. “How did you come here? And to whom are you a visitor?” She asked. I know young boys are always after my daughter, but I will put all of you in shame, she added. My mind went blank when she asked me all these questions.  She knew that I was in the same school with her children, so this was coming from her imagination. “Please! Get up from my chair” she ordered as if she had attended a military training. Where is Amiira? I asked; a slap at my face was a good answer to me. Amiira came while calling my name; I could not count her eyes blinking and tears started rolling down at her cheeks.  The sigh of the tears passed a ripple of chance to separate us from words of abuse. I went home leaving her shouting like a mad person, but my soul was yearning for Amiira at night, and my spirit longed for her in the morning. I spent many days with a lot of pain in my heart. However, I believed that love turns the whole world blue. My thoughts and memories remained with Amiira and I had no alternative but to see my queen. The world of mysteries always gives chances to young lovers who are in love dilemma. Amiira never gave up, but it was hard to find my location, as her mother became a thorn in our flesh.

If dreams were real, many people would have gotten good things… the wedding was organized with a lot of flowers and thirty two cars were following each other.  I was in a white colored Nissan with the queen of my heart by my side. In the car with us, was my friend who later, for real, helped me to get Amiira; the whole thing was a nightmare. I suddenly woke up only to find myself in bed. Oh! It was a dream; how I wish it were not a dream. The long awaited day came when I found Amiira as an angel girl in her cousin’s wedding without her mother presence.  Unknowingly she delegated a very arrogant woman who proven to be more insane than Amiira’s mother. I saw my beautiful prey among the maids and she pretended as if she never met me, what could be the matter? I asked myself. I cooked my brain and decided to use sign language in order to make her know how much I miss her. She bit her finger and sent a young boy to tell me where I could find her. I ran so fast, it appeared as if someone throws me to her.  Hi babe boy! She said, hello sweetheart, I replied. My heartbeat was unusual as she hugged and held me against her chest. “Hee, Hee, Hee! What is this you are doing?” Someone shouted. I thought there was a soldier behind us. I felt like a cock that had been flashed with cold water.  My sweetie walked away timidly and sorry for what had happened because I never liked such a thing. Amiira’s friend behaved as if she had never been in love. She talked like a tongue twister. Stupid, silly, fool, poor boy; she said all these in just five seconds. Please; leave this girl alone; don’t you know you are poor?  I am going to report you to her brothers, don’t play with fire otherwise, you will face the consequences” she added. I went home and waited for what that woman will tell Amiira’s brothers. I left the scene but my heart remained where I stood with my lover.

I was coming down the road, and saw Amiira’s elder brother and his friends walking in my direction.  I could not believe my eyes when I saw him and I was shocked. He was talking about his sister whom he loves so much, because she respects her brothers.I listen to them while turning my back to hide my face. I was sweating all over my body; thank God, that he did not know my relationship with his sister. What will happen to me today if he learned about what I did to his sister? I ask myself, what is wrong Dut, Are you sick?  He asked, I thought he was going to hit my neck. I am not sick, I replied with a quaking sound. Dut, imagine my entire situation…… there is no permanent condition on this world, He said. Even if you see many bad things happening to you, you will one day kick them out of your sight. Look, you are a courageous young man who is so bright, remember my father always tells us about their conditions when they were young but you can see what we are now. He thought that I was thinking about the poor conditions of my family.  Therefore, his advice relieved me and I never feared him. When a man is told of his inner abilities, he utters no word. I appreciated his advice, but I was still anxious about the other woman’s words of planning to report me to Amiira’s brothers. My betrayer forgot, thanks to the Providence for giving some people shallow memories of forgetting what they said. I stayed for almost two weeks without seeing my sweetheart.  She was banned from fetching water at evening hours. I tried all means of getting her, and in that, I became a mobile watchman at Amiira’s home whenever I would come from the playing ground.

Chapter 2 

The first kiss

One-day Amiira’s parents went out for a festival, and this time allowed me to test how much Amiira loves me. I planned to walk with my sister and our intention was to tease Amiira, so I hid myself. She saw my younger sister whom she said resembles me. Veronica, she called; where is Dut?  My sister is funny like me. Who is Dut? She asked, your brother. What about him? Veronica asked. I want to know of his whereabouts, because I miss him. My sister knew that I was at the gate of Amiira’s home. Veronica, I love your brother dearly, she said. My sister asked her, why do you love a poor man? “Veronica wealth cannot buy you love” Amiira replied and this convinced my little sister.  Veronica smiled and showed her where I had hidden myself. She was confused, and her emotions could tell the whole situation. She continued telling me about my sister’s good manners and when my sister left, she spoke with joy in her heart. Am I dreaming? She asked herself. You are not dreaming it is truly me, I said. I was beginning to worry that I will never see you again, she said. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she told me to enter into their compound, but I hesitated, and she urged me to enter. Where are your parents? I asked. They went to a festival in Akot, adding that they will come later in the evening. Why did you not go with them? She told me something that made me crazy “I told my father that you are coming today” who, me? Don’t talk as if something has gone wrong with your brain.  Amiira, are you saying your father knew I was coming to his house, and he did not beat on you?” yes, she said. How about your mother? Dut! She interjected, you know my mother very well, and we do not need to discuss her. Do you love me? She asked while looking into my eyes, I am sorry dear, I said. She took me to her room and I have never seen such a nice room in my lifetime.  My eyes stuck on the big wall clock with a screen that runs like water in the stream. Dut sweetheart, you are everything that I need, and nothing will change our love, although it rains with fire. I know my mother hurt you, but please do not worry yourself about her characters because she is our mother and will be the grandmother of our children in the future. Remember Dut, my father likes young people like you with bright future, she pleaded. What I am saying is, take care of our future, because you will be the head of our family. I remember only my final word of thanks .I kissed her affectionately and she told me to leave. The eyes of God are always on young people in true love.  Immediately after reaching the gate, I heard Amiira’s parents talking about Amiira loneness.  They were entering through the back yard, and we started moving towards the main gate. “She told me that her friend will pay a visit today” Amiira’s father revealed. Oh! They are over there at the gate, said her father.  Amiira’s mother was annoyed, and she did not want her husband to see her annoyance, since she loved and respected him. If hot water were there, she would have poured it on me. I was standing with Amiira like a criminal. How are you Amiira with your friend? Her father asked. We are fine, she replied. I could not walk well because I was gripped with fear. However, before I could dash out, Amiira’s mother removed her shoe, used it as a weapon, hit me on the forehead, and blood oozed out. Amiira’s father took me to the hospital, and told his son to take me home after my wound was dressed.  When I recovered, Amiira’s father requested my visit, and told me not to mind about the incident.  “I want you to give time to yourselves,” He said. I respected him, and Amiira also respected her father. She revealed the secret of our love. The gossiping was going around after some time .My lover began to love me more than I could imagine.  My security was bad, as Amiira always told me to leave our hometown during the holiday.  Amiira mother was pressurizing her sons to beat me up, so I agreed with my queen, left our hometown, and got an opportunity to attend school in wau.

Chapter 3

The attack and imprisonment

Eight months later, I came back to Rumbek and this was like a drama to Amiira’s brothers.  The brothers believed that I was spoiling their sister, but this was not the case with me.  Amiira’s father never bothered but her aunt was not sure, and she asked Amiira many questions to test whether it was true that I was spoiling Amiira’s future.  The brothers spotted me with their sister during Christmas celebration and they beat me up; I broke Amiira’s nephew arm during the fight, and the tension was heighten.  I was put in jail for three months and released, but people mistaken me for a mad person looking shabby and disorganized.  The jail time did not affect me; nevertheless the stress from thinking about the love of my life took a toll on my appearance and my mine.  Her brighter future and parental love seemed to be in disarray because of the confusion people put us into.  “A friend of many is a friend of none,” I had no intimate friends who could tell me about her situation.  I was swimming in the ocean of loneness like a tree in the heart of a desert; and had no one to talk with.  My parents did not know what happened and my mother thought I stolen something to be jailed.  However, my little sister knew what happened and refused to tell my mother. One morning Amiira met my young sister in church and felt like she had seen me. She was disturbed by her excitement and my sister too…… She approached my sister after prayers and asked if I was fine in prison. My sister instead abused her and stated, “My brother is in prison because of so-called wicked love.” Amiira tolerated all of the bad words from my sister. “Remember; people tend to do things in their own way, but God knows what he is doing.  I will one day be your brother’s wife and things will be well,” Amiira said. Do you think we need your riches? My sister asked. NO! NO! Amiira cried out. For a short while, she saw my nephew who had heard that I was released from jail. My family became enemies of Amiira’s family after they learnt of the plot of me being arrested by Amiira’s mother. Amiira called my nephew to convince him that she still loves me, and what her mother planned will never work. She added, “Going into a person’s life, you are meant to serve him; and love is eternal. Therefore,” whatever Dut is facing, I am with him.  Even if he only has twenty cows I will still go with him. This is the same difference in me before and after he is in love with me. She added; He is my lamp and one that is burning, a good lamp, but now it is shedding light too; Dut is really for me. What I am telling you as a relative is that love makes one calmer about anything, and that way, one is fit for work”. “Amiira, you are such a nice lady with sweet words. May God give you to my uncle?” My nephew said. Anyway Dut is released and he will be home this evening.  However, many people advise him to go back to Wau because of your brothers. My nephew predicted that as if he knew what would happen to me. Two days after being released, Amiira’s brothers beat me up again. They left me lying on the ground, and fainting at the roadside.  A compassionate man saw me, took me to the hospital and informed my parents about the incident.  My skull was broken, and it was stitched seven times.  My relatives were annoyed, they wanted revenge but I calmed them down, and told them not to do anything bad because I deserved the consequences. My uncle asked me if I had impregnated Amiira, but I told him I did not do anything or came close to her because we were still young.  The stitches were removed; I recovered from my wounds and later discharged from the hospital. 

Chapter 4

Apology letter

Five months later, I got a chance to go Uganda for my studies; Amiira and her brothers went to Uganda too.  We traveled in one bus from Koboko to Kampala. I lost my bus ticket in the course of getting where to sleep. Coincidentally, Amiira’s elder brother picked it up.  I began to fear walking alone as my parents warned me about her brothers; we started to hate each other. I totally forgot about her, I imagined how Amiira left me ashamed and tormented. I was first treated like a murderer, then beaten like a snake, and I thought throughout the night what could remove this shame. I became disabled because of a girl who was not of my class.I come from a poor background, so if I marry her she would not respect me.  What a miserable life.  We are now in a place far from home. When I saw her coming towards me, I was feeling as if Amiira and her brothers consumed my oxygen. I could feel the throbbing sound of my heart. It was like a daydream.  I suddenly missed my ticket, and Amiira’s brothers saw me searching for it while her elder brother felt sorry for me. I was breathing heavy when I heard him calling me. Dut, How are you? He asked. I am fine, I said. Remember when an African man says, “I am fine,” there is usually a problem. I was confused thinking that they were going to caned me, but thank God, it did not happen. Her brother came holding his wallet in his left hand and greeted me while smiling at me. What are you looking for? He asked. I lost my ticket, I said. Amiira! He called, here is Dut. “A foreign cock does not crow in a foreign land”. I guess this was the saying in his mind. I thought he was going to tell Amiira to slap me. She came fearfully to her brother and greeted me. Dut I am sorry for what happened in Rumbek; it was our mother’s plan. He revealed; anyway, I picked your ticket and here it is. My heart pumped as if I was running for Kampala MTN Marathon. It was a confused situation; at 4:00 am, our bus was ready to leave; Amiira came as if she was looking for her seat and dropped a paper on my lap.  I picked it up and put it in my pocket. By the time of 8:34 am, we reached Lake Albert (Pakwach) where people went; to “answer calls of nature” I pulled the paper out of my pocket and read it. The title was, “Love and Forgiveness “and read,

Dear Dut,

I know how you feel, but remember, if you wish to be a loving man… you need to try with all you might. Moreover, your love will never be wholesome, unless you are free within yourself, and free from bitterness.  Our love is natural, unconditional, and we tried hard to love, so this is a sign that we are curbing our hatred. Darling there is no love without forgiveness and there is no tolerance without love. I miss you so much, although you hate me, I will die for you”. See you in Kampala.  Thanks, Mannhiakda (our future) as I used to call her

Her letter confused me and I had learned a lesson of having many friends. I called my childhood friend Deng and told him everything on the phone. He gave me good advice that I used to rescue my broken heart. I came to realize that a good friend is a gift from God. No matter how rich you are, you cannot buy a friend of integrity. We departed to different places in Kampala.  I then joined my friend at Newcastle High school and she went to Kampala secondary school. We used to meet during holidays in church and this was where I decided to reply to her letter.

I Miss you!

Dear Amiira,

You left my heart, and now there is a hole with lots of pain.  I find myself repetitively walking around that hole every day and falling in at night. I missed you like a fat baby longing for breast milk. No one can get milk or get a cow without working for it. I know you will be my future wife. Take care and work hard for better results in your studies.  You are my Sweetheart.

I gave this letter to Deng. My best friend in the world of friendships and he took it to her, he is an eagle. Amiira was very happy and promised Deng if she obtains permission; she will visit on the weekend.  The simple absence of her moved. Makes me crazy than others and her presence felt me with joy. I always prayed for her studies. Amiira came to our school as she promised. Deng asked permission for two of us, which was granted and we went out near the school canteen. Amiira did not expect me to hug her but I did to show how much I loved her and I realized that love is like a game of chess. She tried to apologize, but I told her not to apologize for I have forgotten it. She stared at me and said; Dut, “you are my life, my soul, my companion, my friend, my love, my world and my husband to be”.  Overwhelmed by her words, I shaded tears of joy. My love was with passion, which was the part we live and this was the edge of love. None of us knew what was in her parents’ mind. What would happen when they found that we still visited each other? Amiira and I never thought of playing sex outside marriage, because we needed to have value and a dignified marriage. I promised my queen not to give up on anything and to pursue everything that will bring us together. Immediately after I left for school, I saw her younger brother walking alongside the road as he was monitoring his sister because he knew that she might visit me. Unfortunately, he saw his sister entering into a taxi; He rushed to the taxi and asked his sister where she was coming from. I went to Dut’s friend at school because his mother sent some money from Rumbek, Amiira said. What is your connection with them? Her younger brother asked. What do you think I am doing with him? She replied. Remember we are for our future and we do not need to hurt ourselves. Her brother said. Why do you not understand me? I am your own sister and you do not know what I can do and what I cannot do. If you people think the way I do, you would not have hated this gentle man.  I do not have any secret with him, only that I needed him to forget what you people did to him. Are you out of your senses? Her brother asked. No brother, I am your sister as I said, and I do not want someone to think day and night, about how badly he was treated because of me.  She seemed to have convinced him, but little boy explained the whole episode to his elder brother.

Chapter 5

The break up

The following morning, they all came to our school with irritation; requesting for my permission from the school administration. I never knew what was going on except when I saw Amiira and Deng talking, as she looked very gloomy. When I came trying to greet her, she hesitated a little bit. She requested me to go out of the gate, and added Deng should not come with us. Deng agreed and told me to stand on my feet no matter what happened to me. She presented a letter to me and she told me to read it in her presence. I opened an envelope and pulled a titled that read, “THE END OF OUR RELATIONSHIP”. I was confused and cried out for God’s help and his mercy. How would I live without Amiira? What is the meaning of this Amiira?  I am tired of you, she said. I wanted to plead for mercy but I remembered what Deng told me and I immediately left her. I entered our school gate and her brothers were waiting for me in school, they told me to leave their sister alone. I thanked God for they did not beat me up again.  I appreciated Deng for his kind words, but I was totally feeling nothing in this world. Deng started to counsel me; Dut, you are a master of your own destiny, and you can do anything to win Amiira on your side.  Whatever you need requires, your heart and soul strengthens, and you will succeed, if you put your heart and soul into your desire. If you love her and present your request to God, he will give everything you asked in his name.

According to the letter, my sweet heart was told to inform me that I am an impersonal, poor man who is not fit to be her husband.  I tried to get Amiira’s brother and tell him of what he told me when we were in Rumbek. I met them at church were Sudanese used to pray.  I came earlier so that I can privately approach them.  Once I observed him, I went straight to the point, and said, “I am a poor man as you said but remember what you told me in Rumbek?  You said “there is no permanent condition in this world.” What? Amiira intervened and asked, what did you just say?  I told her that I am saying this, because I understand when there is no value, the dignity is out.  My last word at that moment was to tell them to remove their noses from my affairs… to my regret Amiira said, “I wish I had never fallen in love with you.”I started to hate women, even my own sisters, I barked at them like a dog. One evening, I went out for a walk with Deng who was a funny man. He understood how to get things done, and how to change people’s minds. He started his conversation about his girlfriend that he loved so much but his conversation was of no use to me. Dut, what is up? He asked. Deng, Listen to me; women are poisonous when they intend to be, so I do not want to hear about them. But Deng insisted; let me finish what I wanted to tell you. I apologized to him because I do not want to hurt him... I knew how influential he was specifically when he wanted to achieve something. “Remember life in love is like a game of football, you can be happy when you win the match, and opponents get annoyed even if they know they will win next match,” he said. He went ahead and said whatever happened between you and Amiira happened but it is not the end of love. Beautiful girls are born and some are still going to be born. Why do you need to think as if this is a failure in life? He then asked me, if I STILL LOVE Amiira? Why are you asking such a question Deng? I said. I need to know from you, He replied.  YES I do, I answered. I told him that, there is nothing that will stop me from seeing Amiira, and I swear to God that if Amiira becomes someone’s wife, I will give my neck to be chopped.”  He told me never rush into any decision without prior planning. I became closer to him and we devoted ourselves to church, sharing the word of God with people.Deng joined the University while I was in senior six. I finished my National examinations, and returned to South Sudan for the first time since my departure to Uganda. When I arrived at Rumbek airport, I found Amiira’s father, and he greeted me with joy and took me to our home. I thanked him for what he did for me; everything has changed in our home. I saw cows, goats, sheep and my mother had built a very big nice grass thatched house she dug a pit latrine and fenced our home with bamboo. My mother was a strong woman, she had a farm in Dhiaukuei and all were products of the farm. I am proud of my mother though I had lost my father whom I still respect. I spent eight months in Rumbek working with the NGO that helped orphans, and then I left for Uganda to apply to the University. In September, I was accepted for admission in the faculty of social sciences at Uganda Christian University.  This was the same university where my best friend Deng studied. I did not join this University because of my friend. However, I joined to gain benefit of education and the good message of Christianity.  I reported to the campus on August 31 for registration, but I was not aware that Amiira was attending the same campus. We both appeared early before the continuing students. One week later, Deng also reported to the university. Everything on the campus was very strange to me.  I could attend lectures that were not mind until I become accustomed with the situation. One Saturday I went to Kampala city for shopping with my cousin. I saw Amiira wearing the T-shirt of my university and I could not believe my eyes. When I came to campus for morning lectures, I boarded taxi from Seeta to Mukono and I disembarked at Bishop Stage where I walked to campus.  As I walked toward the Main campus Old gate, a car came behind me on full speed and flashed dirty water on me because the driver was rushing for morning lectures.  I was extremely smart but I was like a pig swimming in the mud. I had nothing to do, because there was no sweet revenge then forgiveness, coincidently, it was Amiira. She reduced the speed and reversed her car; many people felt sorry for me, they thought I was going to harm that woman. By seeing me, Amiira carried me like a child to her car and I never recognized her. “Dut, this is you again, why are you becoming a pain of my neck?” she asked. When I heard that, I Immediately opened the car, jumped out, and asked, what you are doing here? She begged me to calm down, and to solve this problem once, and for all. She took me home to change my dirty clothes, but I did not allow her to enter our gate. She was surprised of the house I lived in with my siblings.  When I came out of the gate, I found her looking at the house, as if she had lost something.  The whole day was spending on lectures.  Amiira was amazed how could this happened; we had departed, but now we are here again. What a mystery!

Deng was delighted for what happened, and he remembered telling me that love is like game of chess. However, people in love think they would not meet, it happens because God has a plan for them. She asked for my phone number.

Chapter 6

The love victory

Two days later, Amiira called me on phone requesting me for a date.  I accepted to meet her at Ridar Hotel in Seeta.  The same hotel I proposed to marry her after one year and she agreed, and the remaining part was for our families to reconcile. When I narrated the story to my relatives, it was like a drama. I convinced my relatives to accept my marriage proposal, and they all agreed for our marriage to take place in cattle camp, so people who refused to send their daughters to school can learn from our marriage.  In July we graduated, came back to South Sudan, prepared with my relatives, and our marriage took place in December, at Alou cattle camp.Amiira parents received 89 cows as the bride price on the same day. The wedding took place in Rumbek, and my dream came true.  I will never forget the day of our honeymoon.  I asked myself many questions, and I realized that some questions have no answers but determination pays. Our room was perfectly laid by Amiira’s aunt with white bed sheets decorated with symbols of love. Amiira called me and she talked as if we were two people engaged… What are we doing here darling? She asked. What do you want us to do? Amiira, Listen dear I know you are afraid, but we are now husband and wife. Our names must be respected, as we have passed through thorns, flames, and God has heard our prayers, let us fulfill God’s promise, I said. She kept quite; I tasted the well-guarded meat, and she won the prize of virginity.  We are now a happy family with our first son name Nhiakda (our future).True love never fails, but trusting in God is overall. That is how I became the hero of love.



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