I used to think I was the problem.

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For years, I struggled with thoughts like, “Maybe I’m not enough.” Every time we hired a house girl, things would go well at first, until suddenly, she’d fall pregnant. Not once. Not twice. Four times.

Each time, the house girl would leave under strange circumstances. She’d pack up in silence, sometimes crying. When I asked, she’d avoid eye contact or say things like, “It’s better I go.”

The rumors started. My neighbors whispered. My relatives gave me those looks, the ones full of pity and judgment. I was the last to see what was in plain sight.

It was my husband.

I confirmed it the day I came home early from work and found one of the house girls half-naked in our living room. She dropped to her knees, crying. My husband just stood there, shameless. No guilt in his eyes. Just cold arrogance.

I was shattered.

“How could you?” I screamed.

He shrugged. “If you were doing your job, I wouldn’t need them.”

That statement broke something in me. I cried for hours in the bathroom, shaking, humiliated, and betrayed. That night, I packed my bags and went to stay with my sister. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat. All I could do was replay the lies he told me for years.

But deep down, I didn’t want a broken home. I still loved him, even if he didn’t deserve it.

That’s when my sister, who’d been quietly watching me suffer, said, “Let’s try Kiwanga Doctors. You’ve got nothing left to lose.”

I was skeptical. I didn’t believe in traditional healers. But I believed in healing, and I knew I needed help, spiritually, emotionally, and mentally.

So, I called Kiwanga Doctors.

They were calm and professional. I explained everything: my husband’s infidelity, the pregnancies, the broken trust. The spiritualist asked questions, and then he said, “Your husband is under a spiritual manipulation. Someone from his past tied him sexually through a dark charm that makes him unable to resist temptation in his own home.”

I froze.

He wasn’t just cheating, he was bound to destruction.

They offered me a spiritual cleansing for the home, a fidelity spell to bind him to me, and a marriage restoration charm. They also gave me a protective spell to ward off external female energy from my house.

I followed their instructions strictly, for seven days.

On the eighth day, something shifted.

My husband broke down in tears. Real tears.

He confessed everything, from the first house girl to the most recent. He said he felt like something used to “push” him, like he wasn’t in control. He begged me for forgiveness.

I told him: “This is your last chance.”

He agreed to join me in the final part of the spiritual cleansing. For the first time, we did it together. We fasted, we prayed, and we committed to healing.

Today, our home is peaceful. We no longer hire live-in help, but when we do get temporary help, there’s no tension. My husband is present, calm, and faithful. It’s been two years now, and he hasn’t strayed once.

If you’re in a marriage that’s falling apart because of forces you can’t explain, don’t give up. Don’t suffer in silence.

Kiwanga Doctors saved my marriage.

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Website: www.kiwangadoctors.co.ke
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