couple gets married naked

May D's baby mama Adebola
Olowoporoku tells the story of
her sad relationship with popular
"ile Ijo crooner" and how she
endured brutal beatings from the
singer, real name Akinmayokun
Awodumila, for years. She said
she broke up the relationship in
December 2014 to escape the
violence but when they met up
again in January to talk about
their son who was born in
January 2013. Please read the
story she wrote herself :
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My name is Debola I’m sure you
know who I am, , I'm May D’s
baby Mama… I haven’t come here
to rant or make noise, but to say
some important things that I feel
people should know. I will try to
make my story as short as
possible.
I was with MayD for 8 years,
which implies we were together
from the get-go, before his
career began and when nobody
knew him obviously. For many
years I stayed with him,
obviously as his girlfriend, I
supported him, financially,
physically and emotionally. Back
then when I was in Babcock we
passed through loads of hurdles
together being that he was
struggling and incapable of
providing for himself and I was
obliged to supporting him
financially. Even when it was
extreme, like giving him a
semester’s tuition to pay for
studio sessions while I stupidly
stayed at home, the things we do
for love right?
I practically paused my life for
him, for us at a point. The sad
part about this whole thing is
that I never got tired I did
everything that was within my
reach. He stopped to cater for his
kid a while ago, which I took
responsibilities for and started to
do diligently. Now, like most
relationships we had major
problems which included the
frequent cheating and escapades
with girls which I obviously
endured as I was consumed by
the “main chick” title. Not that I
was even getting any good thing
in return, he never for one day
acknowledge me, or made me
feel like we were in a
relationship together. I had no
simple freedom to do
whatsoever on my own, be it
business, friendship etc.The
thing I couldn't cope with was
the fact that he beat me up at
every slightest opportunity he
had, he beats me up like a man,
he beat me up so badly in front
of our little boy all the time. He
assaulted me regularly, I suffered
domestic violence in silence, and
this last time he beat me up so
badly and I passed out.. I saw my
life flash right in front of me. I
witnessed been close to death, I
prayed to survive each time he
pounced on me, damaging
several properties and breaking
diff stuff on my head. This had to
be my last experience, as I
thought to myself, who will take
care of my child for me if I die in
his hands? Who will he call
mother? Who will stand by him?
So I left the relationship hurriedly
without thinking of how much
time, energy, resources that must
have been wasted