My fiancée disappeared three days to our wedding day

Holidah

It was Wednesday, three days to the big day. The countdown to Holidah Omoso’s wedding had begun. Like every young bride, she was over the moon as she eagerly waited for June 21, 2008, the day she was to walk down the aisle. Holie, as her friends call her, is meticulous and a master planner and had ensured every detail was catered for. Nothing was left to chance. Her family, friends and church were excited for her. She had served diligently in church and Bishop Allan Kiuna, who ministered at Jubilee Christian Church, where she attended, had celebrated her and had given her his blessing. What could possibly go wrong? The wedding cards had been sent out. The service providers had been paid. The bridal team was ready.

In anticipation, Holie and her fiancée, George, had already rented a one-bedroomed house in South B where they would move into once married. The couple had moved their stuff to their new house, a clear indication they indeed were ready for a life together. “I was meeting someone in church then the plan was to go to the salon. I would then spend the night at my mum’s,” explains Holie. She had taken leave from work and had done most of what was required from her and could not understand why George hadn’t finished his part.