Listen, every estate in Kenya has that one story about a woman carrying the whole house on her back because the husband “forgot” how to open his wallet. Ruth from Kakamega was living that nightmare. Her husband Moses earned decent money, but the moment it touched his hand, it vanished – new shirts for him, rounds for his boys at the bar, flashy weddings upcountry… Yet school fees? Food? Soap? Suddenly he’s broke and angry if you dare ask.
Ruth begged, explained, cried, shouted – nothing. She ended up borrowing from mamas in the plot, hawking mandazis before dawn, and even selling her nutritious sufurias just to feed her two kids. Moses would just sneer, “Si uko na akili ya kujimanaging?” One weekend she visited her sister in Eldoret and finally poured out everything.
Her sister didn’t gasp or gossip. She just said, “There’s this mganga called Dr Bokko. Women from as far as Mombasa call him when husbands act possessed by stinginess. You don’t even need to travel—he works through the phone.” Ruth laughed at first, but she was tired of suffering in silence. She made the call, followed the simple instructions, and went back home. Three days later Moses walked in with shopping bags, paid the school arrears without being asked, and even apologised. Continue Reading https://drbokko.com/?p=34889
