How I Witnessed a Man Suffer After Harassing His Wife Who Used Revenge Spell

My name is Jackline Mukami, and I have been a Mama Mboga here in Embu for over 15 years. I am used to waking up early every morning, picking fresh vegetables from the local market, and spending my day at the small stall by the roadside, selling to my customers. Life hasn’t always been easy, but it’s the stories I hear from the people around me that often remind me of just how unpredictable life can be. This is one such story, a tale that has stayed with me ever since I witnessed it.

I’ve known this couple for quite some time. They live a few streets away from where I work, and they would often pass by my stall on their way to town. The wife, Mary, is a humble and quiet woman who always greeted me with a warm smile, while her husband, Kamau, was the opposite. Kamau had a reputation for being harsh and arrogant, and his temper often got the better of him. There were days I would see bruises on Mary’s face, but I never dared ask. You know how it is with other people’s marriages – no one wants to get involved.

As weeks turned into months, Kamau’s behaviour seemed to worsen. He would publicly humiliate Mary, shout at her in the market, and even shove her around when people were watching. The situation became unbearable, and even though Mary always kept quiet, her pain was evident. As women, we often spoke about her situation, but none of us had the courage to intervene.

Then, one evening, something strange happened. Mary passed by my stall looking more determined than ever. She stopped briefly to talk to me, something she rarely did.

“Jackie, today I’m going to end it,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“End what?” I asked, confused.

She didn’t explain much, but what she said next sent shivers down my spine. “I’ve consulted Mugwenu Doctors. I can’t take the abuse anymore, and it’s time Kamau faces the consequences of his actions.”

I had heard about Mugwenu Doctors before. They were famous in this region for their ability to help people through traditional healing, spells, and interventions that seemed beyond human comprehension. Some said they could make people rich, heal incurable diseases, and, in Mary’s case, help those who had been mistreated by their spouses.

I didn’t think much of it at the time. I thought maybe Mary was just venting, but little did I know that something life-changing was about to happen.

The Day Kamau’s Stomach Began to Swell

The next day, word quickly spread in the market that Kamau had fallen ill. At first, we thought it was just a minor sickness, but by midday, I began hearing more disturbing news. Kamau’s stomach had begun to swell, and no one could understand why. He had been perfectly fine just the day before.

Around 3 p.m., a neighbour of mine came rushing to my stall.

“Jackie, you won’t believe what’s happening to Kamau! His stomach looks like it’s about to burst. They’ve tried taking him to the hospital, but the doctors can’t explain what’s wrong,” she said, panting from the run.

I immediately closed my stall and headed to Kamau’s house. By the time I got there, a crowd had gathered outside, whispering in fear and disbelief. Mary stood by the door, her face expressionless, as Kamau lay on the floor writhing in pain. His stomach was indeed massive, protruding unnaturally, and he kept groaning in agony.

The neighbours were in panic. Some suggested taking him to another hospital, while others whispered about witchcraft. But Mary stood there calmly, watching him suffer. It was then that I remembered her words from the day before.

“This must be Mugwenu Doctors’ doing,” I thought to myself, though I didn’t dare voice it out loud.

Hours passed, and Kamau’s condition only worsened. It was as if his body was being punished for all the harm he had inflicted on Mary over the years. No one had ever seen anything like it.

Mugwenu Doctors to the Rescue

As the situation grew more desperate, someone finally suggested calling Mugwenu Doctors to see if they could help. Mary didn’t hesitate; she made the call herself. Less than an hour later, two men arrived, dressed in traditional attire and carrying various herbs and items that I couldn’t quite identify. It was clear from their entrance that these were not ordinary men. They had a commanding presence that silenced the crowd.

The lead Mugwenu Doctor took one look at Kamau and nodded as if he already knew the cause of his suffering.

“This man is being punished for his actions,” he said in a deep voice. “He has hurt his wife, and the spirits are angry.”

He then turned to Mary and asked her if she wanted to lift the spell. Mary looked at Kamau, who was now too weak to even speak, his once arrogant demeanour reduced to nothing. After a long silence, she nodded.

The Mugwenu Doctors went to work immediately. They lit a small fire outside the house and began chanting in a language none of us could understand. As they performed the ritual, they placed specific herbs on Kamau’s swollen stomach, massaging it gently while continuing their chants.

Within an hour, something miraculous happened. Kamau’s stomach began to shrink. Slowly at first, but then more rapidly. The pain that had contorted his face started to fade, and by the time the ritual was over, Kamau’s stomach was back to its normal size.

The crowd stood there in stunned silence, unable to believe what they had just witnessed. Kamau, weak but conscious, sat up, clearly shaken by the experience. He couldn’t speak, but the look in his eyes said it all – he had learned his lesson.

A New Beginning

From that day on, Kamau was a changed man. He no longer shouted at Mary or raised his hand against her. In fact, he became one of the most humble men in the neighbourhood. Every morning, he would pass by my stall, not as the arrogant man he once was, but as a quiet, respectful individual. And Mary? She finally found peace. She had endured years of abuse, but thanks to Mugwenu Doctors, she had regained her power.

This experience taught me a valuable lesson – never underestimate the power of traditional healing. What I witnessed was beyond anything I had ever seen, and it reminded me that sometimes, justice can come in ways we least expect.

As for Mugwenu Doctors, their reputation only grew after that incident. People travelled from far and wide to seek their help, knowing that they could change lives – just like they had changed Mary’s.

This is my story, a testimony to the power of Mugwenu Doctors and the lessons learned when one chooses to harm others. Kamau was lucky that Mary chose to have mercy on him, but not everyone may be so fortunate.