The Virgin

By James Mbotela Syomuti

In this moving story, Christina Avia is a patient, calm and a beautiful village girl. She has not been ‘touched’ by the village ‘flies!’ However, under a normal atmosphere of a simple human being, her rigidity loses its grip when she encounters with her first lover.
In a nutshell, her boy-friend (Richard) becomes insensitive to Avia's persistent plea to refrain from his detrimental intention. In the process of her untimely relationship with him, she becomes pregnant and eventually a shocking calamity befalls her. Nevertheless, Avia’s tragedy has an underlying cause.

• Language: English
• Publisher: James Mbotela Syomuti
• Release date: Feb 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310225437

James Mbotela Syomuti

James Mbotela Syomuti is a Kenyan author (fiction thriller) and an artist. He has taught students at different Secondary Schools for many years. Besides, he is a prolific itinerant preacher and a pastor. He is also a qualified and approved Bible Skills Institute (BSI) trainer, a theological program of Every Home For Christ International. He has written other books (fiction) and poems. He has a Diploma in Christian Ministry, from Every Home For Christ International, USA. Above all, he has a Certificate in Spiritual Development from Northwestern Christian University, Florida, USA.

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The Virgin

By James Mbotela Syomuti

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Copyright 2016 James Mbotela Syomuti

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Chapter One

The Night Stranger

Christina Avia Munyoki could hear their two dogs barking outside. She wondered why they were barking. It was about midnight, when everyone was supposed to be in bed. But sometimes people can be queer. One could just wake up at night at any hour and spot someone penetrating the darkness.

And one could wonder where that person got so late, or what he or she was after during such odd hours. This was a common practice of night runners. The two dogs continued to disturb the quietness of the night with their rhythmical and perpetual barking.

She was sure that she was the only person awake in bed in their house and probably in the entire village. Her parents were sleeping in the next room. She wondered whether they could hear the dogs barking. She also wondered whether her brother who was enjoying his sleep in the cottage could hear the dogs barking.

She was gripped by fear and wished she could force herself to sleep. What were the dogs barking at? Could it be that they were barking at another strange dog? Could it be that the dogs had spotted a person? Could it be a tree stump which they were barking at, mistaking it for a human being?

Avia’s father Munyoki got up. He had heard the prolonged barking of the dogs. His wife Regina Kambua had also heard the dogs barking.

I wonder why the dogs are barking at this time, she said to her husband.

Don’t wonder very much, he said.

Why shouldn’t I? Are you not scared?

Why should I?

Don’t you think there is something strange outside? Are you not aware that the dogs only bark when they detect anything unusual? I think there is something strange outside.

Well, my wife Kambua, you are behaving like a woman who plants millet in her garden and when it comes to the time of harvesting, she sees weaver birds in it and starts wondering what they have come to do in the garden.

What do you mean by so saying, my husband? she inquired.

I thought you were a typical woman who could understand a simple proverb? What about if I had used a complex one?

Has your proverb got anything to do with Avia? she asked.

May be!

You are deceiving yourself then. If that is what you think about Avia, forget it. Forget it completely and delete it out of your mind. You are wishing her evil things. Avia is not the …

Let me go out first to see what the dogs are barking at, said her husband interrupting her in the middle of her talk. Munyoki got up from the bed. He stepped on the cold cement floor. Then he walked gingerly towards the door. He searched for the bolt and pulled it slowly.

There was enough opening between the frame and the door which enabled him to see clearly. The night was not very dark. Some stars were twinkling here and there, sympathetically. That gave the night some life. Anybody with good eyes was therefore able to distinguish between a mortar and a person.

The moon had already sank below the horizon. He could see his female dog Mawaya, at a distance of about twenty five meters from him barking at something.

The other male dog