The Feather of Glory ( a Novella )
4 min readBy David Aoloch Bion
Chapter Nine
Ten days had just passed. Madut returned to Abuk’s home. Abuk told him to come after six days to cement their relationship. Six days passed and Madut came back. He was taken to the hut. Inside the hut Madut cleared his throat and said “our word has been mediated and coordinated by my brothers and your sisters, and I would like to hear from your mouth” Madut demanded.
“In my opinion, I don’t want you” Abuk said.
“Why don’t you want me?”
“I just don’t want you”
“Tell me the reason”
“No reason”.
The two had talked for a long time, for three hours until Abuk she had admitted him as an engagement man. Then Maduk asked that he wanted to know one point about their engagement. “There were three types of engagement, acceptance and admission. The girl would accept a man if there were no other men, and she doesn’t love a man – this is called a paprus man until the man she loves comes. The girl could accept a man because the man has been disturbing her for a long time. The girl could accept a man if she really loves him and if the man says he wants to marry her, she accepts”. Abuk said she really loved him.
From that point, the two moved to another social back ground. Both asked each other mothers, brothers, sisters until the sun sets and she escorted Madut out.
After one month Madut returned back. He told Abuk that he would like to hear only one sentence from her mouth.
“Do you love me?” Madut asked.
“Yes”
“How?”
“In fact I love you, my love for you is deeper than Marianas Trench, and higher than Mount Everest”.
“Show me your love.”
“How shall I show it to you? I have shown it to you, that is why you are here in our home.”
“If you can’t show me your love, you have made a mistake of accepting me.”
“No, I will never show it to you here in our home. My mother can’t sleep with a man in this home and I do the same. I want to remain a virgin if you want to marry me”
“Who is a virgin? What is virginity? It is just a little virtue”
“Well, it is a little virtue, you know. Might is the origin of life, but mightier is the little aim achieved – it is little and I am pleasant to achieve”
“I doubt whether there is a daughter who is a virgin, unless unborn daughters”
“It’s up to you. I know for sure unborn are virgins, but pure virgin is a daughter who obeys her mother’s whispers on a man.”
“You turned down my request. You make me feel little and foolish”
“Do you think all you requested can make you great and wise?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, my man. Greatness and wisdom is gained by countless thanks and praises of your deeds and words, not by the number of the girls and women you touch. Remember, flies touch their women.”
“Don’t abuse.”
“ I’m not abusing you, you are the one abusing me.”
“In which way am I abusing you when expressing my love for you?”
“You know the girl is abused and humiliated by men through fornication, prostitution, hugging, kissing in public, and visiting engaged men’s houses.”
“I don’t understand what you mean! Love is one of the oldest virtues on earth, and one of the grave morals in every society.”
“Oh yes my man. That is one of the grave morals, but if you practice it at your father’s house it will result into prostitution and prostitution is one of the greatest evils in every culture of wise people.”
“You don’t love me truly” Madut lamented.
“I truly love you but, I simply stick to traditionalism – traditional ways of life and pure love. True love strictly takes a long time to grow, longer time to ripen, and longest time to taste, harvest and enjoy, Abuk declared.
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