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    At his house, he asked the cook to make me chicken pepper soup, as he said pepper soup could cure heart ache.

    “Wish it could cure HIV” I blurted out.

    “What!” he exclaimed in surprise, and then he held his head in his hand. I thought to myself that this was where he would send me away, howbeit kindly, for Haliru was a kind man.

    “Why did you with a first-class go into this way of life?” he asked, like he could not wrap his head around it.

    “I looked for a job and even though I was competent, I didn’t get any. My parents were breathing down my neck, I had to make money. Lizzy told me I had to use what I had to get what I want, and she introduced me to this life” I told him my story.

    “But Ene, didn’t you know that there are many ways to making money? In fact, those government jobs couldn’t have given you the kind of money you wanted, except you are corrupt.

    Many women who are millionaires today didn’t make money working for anybody. Have you heard about creating jobs rather than looking for a job?

    Ask not what the government would do for you, but ask yourself, what you can do for the government” he said and began to open my eyes to secrets of billionaires.

    I was amazed, these were things I did not know about. We had Entrepreneurship 301 in school, but the lecturer did not come to teach, a week to exam, he gave us focus points, so I just read to pass the exam, but I knew nothing about Entrepreneurship or how I could create jobs for other people.

    “But I have HIV now, my life is over, this came late” I replied.

    “No, there is still hope. You can get drugs and live a normal life, it is all in the mindset.

    Guess what, I still want to marry you, and we can still have children, there are options, we just need medical guidance.” He said
    .

    “Haliru, I cannot subject you to that. I brought this on myself and I am going to carry the burden myself. You have been too good to me” I said and stood up, meaning to leave.

    “If I abandon you because of the disease, what right do I have to say I love you. I love you, for me, it was love at first sight. Now, that I have found you, do you think I want to let go?” he asked.

    Through Haliru’s help, I found my passion, which is fashion.

    First, he enrolled me in a fashion academy where I learned all about fashion manufacturing and retailing. After 6 months, I went to enrol for an online course in business management.

    When I was done with equipping myself, I went into the fashion business. I produced a fashion brand, named ‘Hali’.

    I so named it because, Haliru was my muse, when I sit in my office to create designs that would be sent to my manufacturers, I think of Haliru and his undying love.

    Months after, I kept stalling to marry Haliru, because I still felt he deserved better than me.

    However, one day when I was at my fashion house. I was trying to design a shoe because seeing how successful our clothing line launch was, we were confident of a shoe line.

    But that day, I was uneasy, I put it to block which creative people usually get, so I dumped the design and went out, meaning to drive out to Haliru’s company. But then my phone rang.

    “This is the doctor that conducted tests for you a year ago. A patient of ours who was confirmed HIV negative has found out that he is positive.

    We had cause to go back and check all the tests that were conducted in the past year. We have found out a grave error. You are HIV negative ma’am.

    We regret the mistake and we have fired the laboratory technician responsible for this”
    .

    “You mean I am negative?” I asked. I wanted to be sure I didn’t hear wrongly.

    “Yes ma’am, we are deeply sorry”
    .

    “Thank you!” I exclaimed and hung up. I didn’t care about the pain their false result had cost me, I only cared that I was free.

    I drove to Haliru’s company in haste, and when he saw me running towards him, he panicked. But when I flung myself on him, kissing him, his fear was allayed but his curiosity was piqued.

    “Did Hali win a major business deal?” he asked with a smile.

    “I am HIV negative. The doctor called me, he called me. I am free!” I said and tears began to roll down my eyes.

    Remember I told you that Haliru would come to my life for good or bad. He came for good, because he handed my life back to me when I thought there was nothing more to life.

    His love was unshaking, even when we thought I had HIV. I didn’t deserve any good thing from God but He gave me Haliru.

    I had been stalling getting married to him because of my supposed disease, but knowing that I do not have HIV, I quickly said yes, and we got married.

    I hope my story has given you hope even though the future looks bleak.

    The country is in recession, but people are still making millions every day. You might not have a job right now, you might have passed out, and like me, the future looks uncertain.

    Hold on to your integrity and learn to identify opportunities to make money.

    Your talent or hobby might be what would give you the lifestyle you are looking for.

    There is always a way, even in the wilderness. So, don’t allow pressure from friends who are already making it influence you to be on the Fastlane.

    Life is only as much as you make out of it. Peace out, Ene.

    Kisses to everyone, who shares this story to their friends and their Facebook, let someone gain what you have gained, and hugs to all those who share their thoughts in the comment below. Thanks for following this story. Love you all, muchos.

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