Elle A Bloqué Ma Grossesse Pendant 13 Mois
PART1
My witchy stepmother kept me pregnant for 13 months. Welcome to French African Folkal. To the Lord, Almighty God, tender Father, I have been waiting for 4 years. If you want to give me a child, give it to me. But if it’s not in your plan, get rid of this desire that burns me every night.
I want to carry life. I want to be a mother. Just like you did , Kaan. Do it with me. Rosa prayed strongly, intensely. Sometimes she cried, sometimes she adored, but she always believed, always on her knees, always in the same room. And for each prayer, she would take a loincloth. She placed it on her stomach as if she were already pregnant. It was his sign of faith.
Rosa was 30 years old, a quiet, composed girl. She came from a wealthy family in Libreville. She came from a Muslim family, but she didn’t wear a veil often, just occasionally. Rosa wasn’t really religious. His father, Marcel, was a respected gentleman. He had a large business in the city. His mother, Monique, she was a real businesswoman.
She owned shops, she was doing well. Rosa, she just had an older sister. Maya, that family, they weren’t the type to make noise. They had the means, yes, but they were simple, calm, and composed. Roland, too, came from a good family. Roland also came from a Muslim family. His father had been dead for 10 years and he was an only child, the only boy in the house, a pampered but well-educated child.
Since his father’s death, he had been living with his mother Josephine. And she, she decided everything. Everything went through her. Rosa and Roland met at university . At first, it was just hello, good evening. But afterwards, they started talking properly . He laughed, they were teasing each other. Little by little, love began to come. After university, nothing changed.
The two remained close. Rosa, she found a job quickly. She was financially stable at a major bank in the city . Roland, too, had created his own company. He was an accountant and after a few years, they decided to get married. One day, Rosa went to talk to her parents.
She looked them straight in the face and said, “Mom, Dad, I’ve met someone. Is it serious? I want to marry him.” Marcel and Monique listened. They calmly said, “If you love him, go ahead, we’re with you.” But at Roland’s, it was a different story. One day, he said to his mother, “Mom, I’ve found the woman I want to marry.” Josephine looks at him.
She frowns . “You’re telling me this just like that? I myself was going to find you a wife. Roland looks at her and says calmly: “Mom, it ‘s 2025. I myself have eyes. ” I’ve already made my choice.” She gives a small smile. She says, “Okay.” But in her heart, it was no. She said nothing, but she didn’t agree to anything.
A few days later, Roland says to Rosa, “Come on, let’s go to my mother’s house.” I want to introduce her to you. Rosa is preparing her heart. She thought to herself, “She’s my mother-in-law, I’m not going to go like I’m going to the market.” She veils herself, she dresses well.
She wanted to make a good impression. A truly respectful woman. When they arrive there, Josephine only looks at her. She gets up slowly and spits three times on the ground. In front, to the left, to the right, without saying hello, without smiling. She looks at Roland and says, “Is this the one you want to marry?” Roland said, “Yes, Mom.
” But in Josephine’s eyes, there was nothing good. No light, no welcome. Rosa immediately sensed that something was wrong. As she left, she looked at Roland and said, “Baby, I feel like your mother doesn’t love me.” And Roland said: “No, that’s just how she is . She’s old, she has her strange habits.
You mustn’t pay attention. Rosa remains calm. She doesn’t say anything.” She attributes it to the fact that it was the first meeting. She tells herself that it will pass with time. But what she didn’t know yet was that Josephine wasn’t a stepmother like the others. She was a twisted woman, a practicing woman, a real witch.
After the presentation, Rosa hoped things would calm down. But Josephine was already on a mission. She didn’t talk much, but she observed everything. She kept everything in her heart. The date for the dowry ceremony has been set. Rosa’s family was ready. His father Marcel had organized everything.
The lists, the clothes, the formalities. Nothing was missing. The big day. Everyone was there. The basins shone, the heads were veiled, the dishes were well-stocked. It was a beautiful ceremony. Even the neighbors had sat outside just to watch. But when Roland’s family arrived, there was something strange going on.
It wasn’t the uncles who entered first, not the older brothers, not the aunts. It was Josephine herself, standing very straight, who led the way like a war general. She was well dressed. Yes, but there was still that dirty thing on her. That day, she had a red handkerchief tied to her arm. She said she was hurt, but the handkerchief was dirty and yet her dress was shining.
The kind of contradiction that only a mystical woman can bear. She enters the courtyard and immediately spits three times in front, to the left, to the right, without speaking, without looking at anyone . People looked up but no one dared to speak. Even Marcel, Rosa’s father, turned to his wife and said quietly, “Do you see that?” Rosa’s mother only looked at Josephine.
She said nothing, but her face spoke volumes. She turns to Marcel and says, “She’s not a good woman. I don’t trust her.” And Marcel said, “I warned you. They say that woman practices, and here, we all know that practice isn’t mathematics.” But Rosa did n’t want to hear that. She told her parents : “Mom, Dad, stop with your old stories.
PART2
I love Roland and he loves me too. That’s all that matters.” And Marcel replies softly, without raising his voice. The ears never protrude above the head, but the dowry has taken place. The ceremony went well. On the surface, there was food, there was joy. The singing, the dancing, the photos, everything was perfect.
But in the invisible realm, there was already an opposition. Josephine smiled, but her gaze was stinging. She sat as if she were blessing the marriage, but her heart was elsewhere. And a few weeks later, the wedding was celebrated, and what no one knew yet was that this marriage would be fought against and that Rosa’s womb would become a target.
Rosa had dressed up that morning, simply and neatly. She just wanted to go out, but when she opened the door, Josephine was already there in front of the house, cane in hand, standing imposingly and said: “Hello beautiful girl.” And without warning, she spits three times. Once to the left, once to the right, once in front. Rosa said: “Ah, beautiful mother-in-law, welcome!” Josephine responds directly.
“I’m not going in, I just came to check if you’ve started talking.” 1 Rosa remained frozen. What is that sentence? And then Roland comes out, sees the scene and says: “Mom, you got up at 4 a.m. to come to my house and ask if my wife has started drooling.” Mom ! What kind of question is that? Come on, get in , I’ll give you a ride.
But Josephine said, “To get here, did you drop me off?” No. So I’m going back the way I came. She turns her back . No discussion, no debate. And that’s when Rosa wonders if she’s already there, having left home at what time? And Roland, to save face, said, “Mom, I’ll give you some money for transportation anyway.
” Josephine replies: “The transportation I paid for, you gave it to me ?” “No.” So, you shut up. I’m going home. She takes two steps. Then she taps twice on the ground with her cane as a signal. And she leaves. Rosa looks at Roland. Roland looks at Rosa and Rosa says, “Baby, we’re in support mode.” But she keeps up appearances.
She smiled and said to herself, “I’m in my marriage, I’m going to stay.” But what Rosa didn’t say was that, silently, the children were taking their time coming. 6 months, 8 months, 10 months, still nothing. And one day, Roland spoke to her calmly and said: “Baby, I would really like us to think about having a child and I would prefer that you stop working.
” He said it casually, without any pressure. I’m going to give you what you used to earn from me. I’m going to open a small business for you. That way, you stay home. You’re waiting for me. Rosa is listening. She smiled. After a few months, Rosa quit her job. She stayed home.
But Rosa was starting to have doubts. Why weren’t the children coming? Why this pressure every day? And above all, why was Josephine always lurking around them? One day, another Sunday, Josephine arrives. She arrives as if nothing had happened. And as soon as she sees Rosa, she says to her: “You still haven’t started spitting?” Rosa remains calm. And Josephine continues.
“If you want, I can show you some tips, little things that will help you conceive quickly.” But Rosa didn’t want to get involved in those things. Rosa, to avoid the debate, replies to Mom. All right. No worries, I’ll come. You will show me. She didn’t want his weird tricks. She knew God. She knew very well that the marriage was already being fought against.
And now it was the children who were being attacked. So she began to pray. Oh my Almighty God, tender Father, I have been waiting for 4 years. If you want to give me a child, give it to me. But if it’s not in your plan, get rid of this desire that burns me every night. I want to carry life. I want to be a mother.
Like you did, Kaanne, do it with me. Rosa prayed strongly, intensely. Sometimes she cried, sometimes she adored, but she always believed, always on her knees, always in the same room. And for each prayer, she would take a loincloth. She placed it on her stomach as if she were already pregnant. It was his sign of faith.
And for years, the same prayer every day. But God, he is not sleeping, he is not slumbering. One morning like that, Rosa wakes up. She feels her head spinning. Roland’s perfume, yet it’s his favorite perfume. Just smelling it makes her stomach turn. She said, “But what is this? Why do I feel like throwing up like this?” She doesn’t understand anything anymore.
She asks herself questions, and that’s when she’ll make the decision. Go and get examined calmly at the hospital. And then, boom ! As a result, she is pregnant. Rosa is pregnant. After all those years of praying, crying, and believing, God had answered: “When Roland heard the news, he became like a child. Mad with joy, he ran everywhere, shouting ” My wife is pregnant!” My wife is pregnant! He calls everyone: his mother, his in-laws, his friends.
No one escaped. My wife is pregnant. I’m telling you, my wife is pregnant. So that’s how Rosa was happy. She had just learned that she was pregnant. And 3 days later, boom! Here comes Josephine, the mother-in-law , arriving at the house. And as usual, before even saying hello, she spits three times. Only after that did she say, “Congratulations, my children.
” But Rosa was only watching because her own parents were also due to come that same day. His father Marcel and his mother Monique, they too arrived with their hands full. Gifts, loincloths, food, normal, the joy of being future grandparents. But when they arrived, even Roland, the husband, was a little embarrassed.
Rosa said: “My parents came with their arms full. And your mother came with spit three more times. And Roland said to her, “Honestly, your family are good people.” Here, my own mother, instead of bringing me a little something, she just brought me herself. They laughed a little. They tried to make the atmosphere light, but deep down, Rosa knew that her stepmother was a witch.
The day went well. The two families chatted a bit, laughed, and ate. And then Roland said to his mother, “Mom, I’ll drop you off.” And Josephine replied: “Besides, I was even going to suggest something. Why don’t you get someone to help Rosa? Being pregnant isn’t easy. She needs a girl who can help her a little with the chores.
Even Marcel and Monique, Rosa’s parents, agreed. They said, “It’s true, pregnancy isn’t always easy.” “Having help isn’t a bad idea.” So Rosa and Roland talked about it . They said, “Okay, we’ll think about it .” And then one day Rosa left. She was three months pregnant. When she came out, she was surprised to find she was expecting twins, and her belly was already enormous.
At six months, she looked like a woman at full term. That’s when she remembered what her mother-in-law had suggested. She called Josephine and said, “Mom, send me the girl you were talking about.” ” I’m ready.” Josephine told her: “Okay, she’s a nice girl, she comes from the village. She’s your cousin too. “She’ll help you, don’t worry.
” The girl arrived. Her name was Sifa, and Rosa welcomed her warmly. She did n’t want any trouble, and at first, things went well. Sifa did the shopping, the cooking, the cleaning. But Rosa was always tired. The pregnancy was crushing her. Even her skin had changed. Dark spots on her thighs and stomach.
She washed four times a day, but she did n’t feel clean. And through it all, Roland had started to change. No more attention, no more little gestures. He would come home, eat, and relax. Silence. Rosa said, “Maybe it’s because I’m tired all the time too. I don’t have the energy to be like I used to be.” Luckily, Sifa was there to cook and take care of the house.
But at five months, things started to feel strange. Roland laughed too often on the phone. He isolated himself, he spoke in hushed tones. One day, Rosa even stumbled upon his phone. A message with some girls, a little Hearts, babies, “I miss you.” And that’s not all. One night, she was asleep. She thought Roland was next door.
But no, she got up, went to the living room, and there she found Roland sitting with Sifa, the two of them watching Netflix, snuggled up together, and said, “What’s this?” And Roland replied, “Like, normal, we’re just watching a movie.” She went back to the bedroom, keeping it to herself. Sifa, the girl from the village, her so-called cousin.
She was starting to change her attitude. She no longer cooked for Rosa. She no longer followed her orders. She did everything for Roland but nothing for the lady of the house. And one night again, Rosa woke up. Roland wasn’t in bed. She went to the living room. She saw her husband sitting there and Sifa sitting on his lap and said, “What does this mean?” But she said nothing.
Out of shame, Rosa kept everything to herself. Out of fear that people would say, “Are you pregnant and want to leave home ?” Out of fear of people, of Neighbors, family, she remained silent even when she saw things beyond comprehension. She kept quiet in the house. She did everything herself. She prepared meals, she did her laundry.
She took care of herself. And when she tried to cook for Roland, he barely tasted it . He said it wasn’t good. He would get up, go eat outside, and what’s even worse, Roland went out with the maid. Sopia, the girl from the village, the one Josephine had suggested, supposedly to help her.
The girl wore dresses that were too tight in the house. She no longer listened to her orders. She would answer back, she would grumble, she would do nothing. But Rosa endured it, she put up with it. Fortunately, she had her older sister Maya. She told her everything, and she always said, “Don’t tell Papa Marcel and Mama Monique.
For now, leave it, we’ll handle this between us.” The pregnancy was progressing. Eight months, Nine months, still nothing. She went for an ultrasound. Don’t worry, madam, sometimes it takes up to 10 months. Ten months passed, eleven months arrived, and still nothing, not even a little movement in the belly, not a kick, not a pressure, nothing.
But at the ultrasound, the doctors said, “The babies are fine, everything is normal.” Rosa looked at the doctor and said, “I’m a woman, I know my body.” The children in my belly, they don’t even move . That’s normal. She is beginning to understand that what she is experiencing there is not natural.
And one day, there she is, sitting in the living room. She sees her husband and the maid sitting together. He touches his hands, he laughs. They kiss in front of her. She said, “That’s too much. This is too much.” And that’s when she calls Maya. Edie, big sister, I’m tired, I can’t do any more. I can’t even wash my clothes anymore.
The girl here isn’t helping me anymore. She doesn’t even respect me anymore. Maya, wherever she was, she started right away. She arrives at Rosa’s house. She enters the house without even saying hello. She looks at Rosa and says, “Take your bag, we’re leaving.” Rosa wanted to hesitate with her big sister, but I still love her. Maya doesn’t calculate.
She enters the room, takes the bag and the money. She said, “The clothes will follow. You’re coming with me.” She gets in the car and drives back to her parents’ house. When Monique and Marcel saw their daughters in this state, with a big belly, tired, and exhausted, they were shocked. Monique explodes.
Mother Rosa, 11 and a half months pregnant. You didn’t tell us anything. You wanted to die there. Marcel said we’re going to the hospital. Once at the hospital, the doctors examine Rosa. She was in a completely abnormal state. Her blood pressure was too high. She was sweating. They decided to do nothing. It’s risky.
That’s when Rosa decides to explain everything to her parents. She couldn’t take it anymore . She tells the whole story from beginning to end. His mother Monique stood up and said, “No, no, no, no. In any case, this story isn’t normal. We need to see a doctor . It’s not physical, it’s spiritual.” At first, she was talking about a marabout, but in the end, they went to see a very spiritual imam.
known in the region, a silent imam always in his corner with his prayer beads in his hand. When they arrived at his house, there was a heavy silence. That alone calmed everyone down. Rosa, her older sister Maya and Monique, they went in. The imam barely looked. He recited softly with his rosary and without even raising his eyes, he said, “Do not allow any noise here.
” They felt direct, the atmosphere cold and serious. Then he said to Rosa, “You want to give birth, don’t you ?” Rosa replies: “Yes.” Edie, “You can’t. You’ve been tied up.” That’s when Rosa remembers a dream. She had seen that they were closing it with threads, threads that transformed into a snake, one at the top of her belly, the other at the bottom.
The imam said, “Yes, that’s exactly it. You are tied up and if we don’t do anything now, you will die. You will not give birth alive.” And that’s when he drops the name. The one who did this is your mother-in-law. Yes, that’s her. The imam calls his acolytes, men with whom he often prayed. He said to Monique, “Leave the girl here, she’ll stay with us.
You go back to her house, look for a tree, whether it’s a mango tree, a guava tree, it doesn’t matter, wherever the spirit leads you. Dig there, you’ll find things. Hair, nails, amulets, gray, gray, anything you find. Burn it. Did you hear me correctly? Burn it all.” Then he turned to Rosa and said, “Wherever you are, no matter what you hear, don’t turn around.
” “You, look at me, stare at me no matter what .” Rosa sat on the ground, closed her eyes, and followed everything to the letter. On the other side, Monique and the others arrived at her house. They entered the courtyard, and he began digging under the tree. There, he found everything: locks of hair, nails, sachets, amulets. They put everything in a container. He burned it with a fierce fire.
Meanwhile, Rosa cried out in the prayer room. “My babies have moved in my womb!” She felt a sharp pain. She wanted to turn around but held back . And right behind her, she heard cries, strange noises as if someone were struggling to get out. But she remembered. “Don’t turn around .” She stayed there, staring.
The imam looked her straight in the eyes, and that’s how, for the first time in eleven and a half months, Rosa’s babies finally moved. A few minutes later, Rosa’s family returned. He had just burned the objects found under the tree, hair, nails, amulets. The imam said calmly: “This is not over. There’s still one thing left. Everyone is listening intently.
He said we now have to go and get her ourselves. Who? Your mother-in-law. She’s already spiritually put you under the bed. You need to get out of there. Over there, you will see a doll. First, the doll must be untied. Next, you burn the wires and then you burn the doll itself. But he adds: “It won’t be easy because Josephine, your mother-in-law, is already waiting for you.
Ice cube, everyone was scared.” They say to the imam, “Father, come with us.” He agrees. He keeps a few acolytes to continue the prayer on the spot, then he gets into the vehicles with them. Off to Josephine’s. When they arrived there, Josephine was sitting in front of her house. His walking stick in his hand. She did not smile.
She looks at them and says, “I’ve been waiting for you.” Here you are. The imam stared at Rosa and said, “You will go into the house. You will find yourself under her bed.” Josephine replied immediately. If only she had gone in, she would die. But the imam replied, “It’s not you against me, it’s you against God.” And then, a whirlwind swept through the courtyard, a terrible wind.
Even the leaves began to move. Josephine jumped up. The two men who were working with the imam fell to the ground, blind. They couldn’t see anything, nothing at all. The imam remained calm. He poured water into the courtyard. He began to pray loudly, authoritatively. Meanwhile, Rosa was frozen, but Maya, her older sister, gently pushed her.
“Courage, go in, you have to do it.” She went in. First thing she saw, Josephine was no longer outside. She was lying on the bed. Calm, as if nothing had happened. Rosa panicked. She went back outside. Josephine was outside. She went back in. Josephine She is in the room and says, “This isn’t possible.” But she takes her courage in.
She grabs a broom. She pretends to sweep under the bed and there she sees the doll, a real one, with strings, wicks , and nails stuck in it. She takes it and runs outside. The imam wastes no time. He grabs the doll, unties the strings, burns the strings, burns the doll, and says, ” That’s it, now we go home.” But halfway there, Rosa screams.
She was in pain, real pain. She screams loudly. She looks between her legs. There was liquid flowing out. They rush to the hospital. The imam stayed with her. They arrive at the hospital. Rosa is still screaming. She was tired. But despite the pain, she was unable to give birth naturally. The doctors are looking at her.
Ah, a cesarean section is necessary here. There is no choice. Everyone was praying. Thank God. Rosa gives birth. Two beautiful twins alive and well. But Roland never came. She was discharged from the hospital after a few days. She returns to her parents’ house and one day, months later, while she is rocking her children, the door suddenly opens.
It’s Rolant, he’s sweating, he’s shaking, he’s screaming. I came to get my wife. Nobody understands. They told him, “You know she gave birth to one.” He simply said, “I woke up this morning and saw Sifa; she was in my bed.” He was completely bewildered. All he knew was that he was tired, exhausted.
And then Rosa’s family sat Roland down. “You yourself do n’t know what your mother did to us. Sit down, we’ll explain.” And they told him everything. The spitting, the village maid, the humiliations, the rejection, the strange pregnancy that didn’t even move. Roland just stood there, mouth closed, shocked. He didn’t even speak .
And then Monique asked Rosa, “My daughter, do you really want to go back to him?” Rosa lowered her eyes and answered very softly, “Mom, you know, I love my husband.” Her mother looked at her and said, “Well, if that’s your choice, but be careful.” ” We need you alive.” That very day, it was the first time Roland held his children in his arms.
They returned home, and the village maid was thrown out. But the next morning, Roland’s phone rang . “Hello Roland, I’m so sorry, brother, your mother is leaving, you have to come quickly. She wants to see you. She wants to ask your forgiveness.” Rosa looked at him and said, “You won’t go.” If she wanted to see you, she would have done it before. She’s going to leave now.
Roland looks at Rosa with a strange expression. He just said, “Okay, wife, I’m not going.” And days later, his mother was dead. After the death of her stepmother, Rosa was liberated. There were more nightmares, more problems in his home. Everything had become calm. It was his deliverance. That’s how she now remained peaceful with her husband.
Today, they have four children. But all of this is God, nothing else. God never takes a person away for no reason . When someone leaves your life, sometimes that’s when your liberation begins. Rosa did not scream, she did not insult, she prayed and God fought for her. Evil never withstands the light.
When God says enough, even darkness bends its knees. If this testimony touched you, subscribe to the channel, like the video, share it with others . And you, do you choose light or darkness? Write it in the comments. And most importantly, thank you for watching this story until the end. You have no idea how much of a life it can save. Mr.
