Monday 20 July 2020

PAEDOPHILE NAPE PARANOID ABOUT HIV/AIDS

I have learned much from my elder daughter about paedophile nigger Jeffrey Nape parliamentary speaker since she came back into my life with her two sons.

Nape needed to know every hour where she was. He did not trust her in any part of Paedophile Palace. 

If she was not to be seen for an hour, it was because she was having sex with one of his sons or security guards. He may have realized he was just an old fart of 52 years.

This stupid nigger would put her in a car  and take her for an AIDS test. She had a test every week for months. He did not realize that the HIV antibodies would not appear for 3 months. 

One day she met me at the gate with tears in her eyes as Nape had sent her for an AIDS test three times in one day. She refused to come home with me as Nape would send security guards to bash me and take her back. Her baby son was asleep in the house.

Nigger Nape once told me that his first wife was a bad lady who was kicked out and died of AIDS. This is why his children hated him as they were never told and waited for her to appear year by year.

What is probably the truth is that he kicked her out to find a younger woman. The first wife was starving on the street and became a sex worker to earn money to live. She became HIV infected.

He did not tell his children as he had something to hide. The children did not attend village funeral services in the Chimbu but went around searching for their mother's grave. Yaldiye had his mother's face tattooed on his arm.

That explains why Nape may well have been killed by his elder son and buried in Morata not the village. Yaldiye refused to take him for timely treatment at PIH.

Then he blamed my daughter to a gathering of Chimbus at the Morata funeral that she killed his father. His father killed his mother. Now Yaldiye was planning to kill the mother of his step-brothers. Like father like son.

My daughter was just an innocent victim of 18 years of age. I never cease to feel guilty about being helpless. Next time will be different.

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