As a parent the last thing you want to be told is that your child is in the hospital. As a parent your job is to protect that child and this is regardless of whether she is a saint or a thug. I know with all that she has been doing there would be people who say she deserves being in that position, it should teach her a lesson but if you have never loved someone the way a mother loves a child you will never understand. Everything happened in slow motion really. My husband had taken a shuttle to the airport so I still had the rental car. I searched the hospital on Google Maps but at this stage I was already in tears. Belinda, the lady who had helped me at reception called her manager and asked her if she could take me to the hospital. The manager agreed after hearing what was going on. I don’t even know how she had heard which hospital but she told me she knew where we were going. Lintle had probably been in an accident but now the question was how bad it was? What if my daughter was paralyzed or maimed for life? I did not know what to think. When we got to the hospital I asked the lady from reception to go with me because I did not want to face this alone. I know I am a doctor and I see trauma everyday but when it’s your own flesh and blood you are never ready.
I don’t know how far the hospital was because at that moment I had so much going on in my head. I was in pain as my heart was so sore and the fear in me was making it even worse. I was praying at every second that whatever damage had happened it would heal and not be everlasting. That’s the thing with a car accident, it does so much damage in seconds. When we got there the nurses directed us to where we had to go. Thank God she was not in ICU because I knew that it was not so bad. I could breathe at last. I could have some relief. When we got to her room I was a bit surprised. As I walked in she was sitting up. She looked fine to me except for the fact that she looked like she had been crying. Why had the doctor been so dramatic? I was a bit confused. Had she bribed someone to lie for her that she had been hurt so that she won’t incurr my wrath for running away. I would not put it past her. I decided to stand back as she was talking to two people.
She could not see me from the angle I was as I was by the door and the curtain in the room was semi closed. She was talking to two female police officers.
“… I dont know Durban well but we did not drive very far. I can’t remember clearly now. It was supposed to be for an hour but when I said I wanted to go home Lloyd hit me. He said that I was not going to go back to Jhb without sleeping with him. I told him I thought we had all just been going to have fun and make friends. It was then he called his friends into the room. I asked Abisola, who was the only female there, for help and she said I liked things too much so I should get things in me. Imagine, another woman saying that to you. They then took turns with me and when they were done, Lloyd took my phone and smashed. They then drove me to the middle of nowhere and left me there!”
They had raped my baby.
I stood there stunned to the core. That is the last thing I had expected and it’s funny how in a country with such bad statistics when it comes to rape, young girls still get into cars with strange men they do not know. They just tell themselves, it will never happen to me! As a doctor, they can break her bones and wound her, that I can fix but even as one how do you fix rape? How do I tell her that she will be fine? How do I walk in there and say,
“It’s ok my baby, at least you are alive?”
How do I tell her that? Belinda heard everything she had said and she held my hand and told me to be strong. That is when the police officers turned to look at me. Who ever said that police women have no compassion lied because one of them actually had tears running down her cheeks?
“Who are you please?”
The other one who was not crying asked.
“I am her mother!”
I cried as I went in to hug my daughter. Lintle burst out into tears the moment I put her in my arms. I couldn’t even comfort her as I was crying too.
“O maam I am really sorry. She flagged down a good Samaritan on the N2 out of Ballito and he drove here. She had no ID nor phone and she was disorientated, the officer started to explain but the lady I was with intervened,
“Let’s give them a moment please…”
Belinda asked the police officers in Zulu and they stepped out. I did not ask her anything. I did not question her, I held my daughter and we cried. The pain hit me on two levels, as a woman you get a sense of how it feels to be violated like that and as a mother to the victim the pain is even double. I was broken.
“Mum they held me down …. one of the guys shoved his thing in my mouth… when I resisted he slapped me so hard I might have blacked out….Lloyd tore my underwear and he just put it in … it was so painful!”
She said between sobs. I was helpless. I wanted to die with her.
“We caught a break. Your daughter was picked up from in front of the hotel and there are cameras there. She is smart because she remembered the car that they used and even in durban there are not many orange cars!”
She told me. I take it this Lloyd animal was driving an orange car. This was not any comfort to me because my daughter had just become yet another statistics. I had forgotten that she had run away last night because in all honesty there are more important things in life.
The doctor walked in.
“I am sorry about what happened to your daughter Doctor!”
He said to me. I realized from now onwards anyone and everyone who would hear about what had happened would say sorry and that was never going to heal it. I just did not know what to do with it.
“They hurt her real bad. I am concerned if this will affect her ability to give birth…”
He said as he took out the chart. I could see that they had given her prevention medicine for sexually transmitted diseases such hepatitis, syphilis, gonorrhea, chlamydial infection, trichomoniasis, HIV infection. Imagine, in one moment this is what they had exposed my daughter to! And for what? So that they could teach her a lesson and have a moment of pleasure.
“Mum please don’t tell dad what happened. I will tell him when I am ready. Please mum!l
She begged me.
“He will look at me like it was my fault and I was to blame. He is not even here with you meaning he blames me for everything!”
She said. I was about to tell her that no he left because he was home to turn himself in but I was disturbed by the police woman who came to me and said,
“You have to be the luckiest people ever because we caught Lloyd. He is denying it of course but we have him. The DNA we took from her body will be enough to convict him!”
She said. We live in a country where we celebrate catching a criminal instead of preventing a crime. She had already been raped and that is something we could never take back no matter how many Lloyds could be arrested.
I walked outside and I picked up my phone.
“Hey how are you? Long time?”
A female voice said from the other side.
“I am not ok!”
I cried and broke down as I told her the story. Oh, I had called my friend Lesedi, the one married to Mthobisi! She knew my daughter because as stated earlier we used to be closer than this. She asked me if the guy had been caught and I told her all I knew about the case. She broke down with me and told me that I needed to pray.
When I got off the phone I thought of calling my mother but that would mean my father and eventually my husband would know. I had given her my word. It was as if he had sensed I was thinking of him because. Sizwe called me at that moment. I had a lump on my throat.
“Have you found her?”
He asked as soon as he picked up. I told him no I had not because I was scared he would say that he wants to talk to her. I told him that she had called and was on her way back though. He was relieved. I did not want him to have extra stress. Am at the police station now and they are processing me. My lawyer says I won’t sleep in jail but will get back to you he said. I told him to be strong for us but everything will be fine. This was the one time I hated lying to him because he needed to know what these animals had done to our daughter. He needed to know.
“She is ready to go home. I don’t see why she has to stay an extra night andd besides, she needs you now more than ever!”
The doctor said to me after we had spoken about a treatment plan for her internal injuries. She was going to sore and tender for a bit but she would be fine. He was concerned about the bruising in her cervix but I would monitor it. I was allowed to take her home or rather to the hotel. We could not get a flight for that night but it was for the following day. I really wanted to leave Durban. I did not want to ever come back here again. At the hotel I ran her a bath but made sure I kept her door open. I did not want her to commit suicide. I heard her cry in the bath but this time I let her be on her own. It was something she had to deal with on her own. Belinda who had knocked of at this stage, bless her heart, brought us food from the hotel free of charge. I put my arms and I let her sleep in them.
Around 1030 pm I got a call from the police station, from the officer who had been at the hospital. I even asked her if she had knocked off. She said she had but she needed to tell me something.
“Something terrible has happened?”
She told me. What worse could have happened? I had my daughter here and she was in my arms.
“Someone came into the cell, with a razor, and cut off Lloyds dick! He is on his way to the emergency room right now!”
She said and on that I was stunned. I responded with shock but asked calmly,
“Will he still stand trial regardless!”
I asked of which she confirmed and her exact words were,
“God is great!”
I knew who had done this.
I don’t waste my airtime for nothing … not in this economy!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
Hi mike thank you for this platform.
My story is quite long but I ‘ll try to keep it short. last year around October I got pregnant by a guy I have been dating for almost 9 years ( im 24 by the way). After telling him about my pregnancy he started changing then I found out he was cheating. when I confronted him he told me he wants to end our relationship Note I was seven months pregnant by then, I begged him to stay coz I was valuable, lonely, fat and ugly, well he stayed but kept his distance. few months later I gave birth to a beautiful little girl ( Bontle) I thought things would be better now that the baby is here but it got worse. 3months after I went to the guys place hoping to fix things but we ended up fighting coz I found out that he lied and said he broke up with the girl. the fight got really bad that he wanted to walk out on me to go to that girl ‘s place. he told me that he wanted to be with this girl. he also said he loves us both and if we where to ask him to choose he wont choose neither of us. I was so angry at him for giving me a child and abandoning us. Now his all up in my face trying to apologize telling me that he wants me and Bontle in his life. I told him that I forgive him but I dont want a relationship with him, this guy has a hold on me I dont know what to do im afraid I might find myself back in his arms.