Alewa sat patiently waiting for King to answer her question. He seemed at a loss for words, he was looking everywhere but directly at her. He refused to meet her unflinching gaze. Finally, he sighed and looked at her.
“Alewa, what happened?” he asked with a tortured look on his face.
She had already made up her mind to tell him all about herself. She just needed to unburden herself to someone. The pain she had been carrying all these years threatens to consume her and she needed an outlet. She felt a strong urge to unburden herself to this man, and despite her fears and misgivings, she decided to go ahead with it.
“My mother died when I was very young.” She began. “I was no older than ten when she passed on from a strange disease which I later recognized as sickle cell anemia when I got older. She was in and out of hospitals throughout, and she suffered a lot. She finally gave up the fight when she couldn’t live with the pain anymore. I was thirteen when she died.
“Due to her many frailties, she didn’t have any more kids, so I was left in this world with no mother, no siblings, an only child.
It didn’t take long for my dad to start molesting me. It started when I was too young to fully understand what was happening and by the time I was old enough, he was dead. I had no one to confide in, only distant relations whom I barely knew.”
Alewa went ahead to talk of her brief stay at her aunt’s and eventually moving in with her dad’s lawyer. She told King of the inheritance her dad left her and how rich she was.
“Now to the most difficult part,” she continued. “I recently had a discovery that changed my whole world. I learnt about it the day we met at the parking lot of the hospital.” She paused a while to gather her strength. King extended his hand to take hers on the table. He covered both her hands with his to encourage her to go on.
Alewa sighed deeply. “I discovered I am HIV positive.” She said in a barely audible voice.
King let go of her hand in shock and Alewa drew back as if she was bitten. It’s happening already, she thought. He does not want anything to do with me anymore.
King was still staring at her in shock. “Don’t tell me it was your dad……?” he asked hoarsely
Alewa gave a tiny nod of affirmation. King slumped back in his seat and covered his face with his hands. Alewa kept her eyes down with tears trickling down her face. She couldn’t look at him, she couldn’t bear to see the censure in his eyes, she didn’t want to see the disgust, and the revulsion he must be feeling.
“Alewa…” King whispered.
She didn’t look up and she didn’t answer him, she just kept her face down, crying silently.
King reached for her hand once more and held it tightly in his. That gave her the courage to look up. She slowly raised her head and looked into his eyes fearfully. She didn’t see any revulsion, she didn’t see any censure; all she saw was compassion, with tears swimming in his eyes. Alewa couldn’t help herself, she just started sobbing loudly.
King quickly composed himself and called for the waiter to bring their check. He paid for their meal quickly and drew Alewa to her feet, wrapped his arms around her and led her out of the restaurant. He could feel the other diners’ eyes on them as they walked out. They were probably thinking he just broke up with her.
He led her to his car, opened the door and deposited her in the back seat. He then joined her there, still holding her, allowing her to cry her heart out and let go of the hurt.
What type of father will do this to his daughter? I don’t understand Lord. Why did her father do this to her? He thought frantically as he consoled her.
Feed my lamb, he heard a quiet voice whisper in his spirit.
He listened carefully and heard clearly once more, feed my sheep.
He started praying quietly. Father, he began. Lead me and guide me, give me the wisdom to deal with this situation. This is your daughter, she is hurting, and she is in pain. Heal her Lord, grant her peace in her spirit and restore order into her life. Let her see clearly that you are the only one who can take her pain away. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Immediately he finished praying, he felt peaceful and he knew what he had to do.