Bride in Meru Lies About Pregnancy Only To Collapse Unable to Stand at Her Traditional Wedding
I never imagined that a single lie could destroy a day I had dreamed about for years. Living in Meru, everyone in our community knew my family, and I was eager to have the perfect traditional wedding.
When my fiancé proposed, I felt overjoyed and wanted everything to be flawless. But a nagging insecurity had taken root in my heart. I was not yet pregnant, and I feared that my in-laws would think less of me.
So, I lied. I told them I was expecting, hoping it would secure their approval and admiration. The day of the traditional ceremony arrived. My dress was perfect, the decorations bright, and the village gathered to celebrate.
I smiled as the music played, feeling proud of the image I had created. But as I moved toward my fiancé for the rituals, a sudden weakness hit me. My legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the floor. I tried to stand, but my body refused. Panic washed over me.
The villagers gasped and whispered, unsure if I was fainting, sick, or cursed. My fiancé rushed to help, but I could not get up. Desperate and confused, my family called famous doctor, whose reputation for resolving strange and unexplained situations had reached us even in Meru.
I had heard of him before but never imagined I would need his help in such a public and humiliating way. He arrived within hours and calmly assessed the situation. “This is not a simple collapse,” he said. “Your body reflects the consequences of deception.
You claimed life where there was none, and the spirit of truth has responded physically.” the doctor instructed me to confess the lie openly. With trembling lips, I admitted to my fiancé, family, and the elders that I was not yet pregnant.
