KAMAYA- The great journey

How can one man's actions affect many. Well in my case they were two. Two messed up men. With f****d up morals and money. Lots and lots of it. I'm Kamaya and this is my story. I am not in fear anymore and not in pain but rather I feel immense freedom vibrating through every inch of my body. Oh, such a nice feeling it is to recount this without feeling as if I was a dirty little slut. My life became a blissful mess when I was pulled out from my mom's body. Seven minutes after my sister. Screaming and crying like there was no tommorow and like I knew of my plea. I was born in haruru which translates to "roar" a very nestled island secretly tucked somewhere in now what I know as the solomon Islands. It was well hidden so much so that for years not much was known about us and as of now too. I guess primarily because it was surrounded by jungled islands many of which contained jaguars which only we could tame. And the power and influence our 'chiefs' had. Don't let it fool you Haruru was big enough to hold over 4,000 people as we openly practiced polygamy and childbearing was rampant. My mom was the last of four wives of my dad and my sister and I were her oldest . My dad had about 26 children which was really really small for his status. He was a great warrior in haruru and often went on many hunting expeditions. We were very wealthy as you can see and enjoyed lot of luxuries and respect. He soon retired and focused more on his farms. Not long after father was promoted to one of the highest ranks of warrior chiefs and our family wealth grew. Unlike others he stuck to his four wives but agreed on more concubines. Which meant more and more illegitimate children. Growing up I was a really mischievous, care free child who couldn't sit down for a minute even when my life depended on it. I climbed trees , shot arrows and just did anything that got my mind of where father travelled to. Outside. all the way across the ocean. We were warned not to go out . The stories of the outside world and the commandments given to us by our goddess haru was the foundation of our education. I obeyed them diligently as Father was very stern on it. As much as I wanted to leave and explore I didn't want to end up like the numerous people who tried to leave. I didn't want to bring shame to my family or cause their deaths too. However I found an alternative way of doing that . Maybe if I became father's favorite child he would take me there. My mom tried very much to quench that burning desire in me but the pain in her eyes didn't have much effect on my blazing passion. My aunt, bless her lively soul,was the one who supported me . She was my father's 3rd wife and my mom's elder sister by 3 years. Nina, my aunt, was very much like me and shared similar interests with me but her sudden death affected me badly. Ana my twin sister was by my side but she wasn't my aunt sadly. She offered a lot of support but still we both had contrasting beliefs. Mother wouldn't say it but I know Ana was her favorite. Two weeks after my beloved aunt's death,Father announced I and Ana's marriage. I was in shock even though I shouldn't have been. In a few months we would have turned 12. We were women. But I didn't know how to feel. Be happy to finally be pleasing father and maybe getting a chance to leave? Or Sad that I would be losing my innocence and freedom and subjected to motherhood and may not eventually leave? But one thing bothered me the most and I knew it bugged Ana too. who was he?