”I whimpered with discomfort and the doctor asked me to relax. While he continued examining me and looking into me he asked the question: 'Know your future husband that you're not a virgin?' The blood in my veins froze to ice. My mother began to howl and scream, she asked me if I had sex with my fiance, and so she hit me. I shook my head and she began to ask: Who else? When? How? She asked me and beat me and I couldn't say a single word. I took nothing for I had never had sex with anyone at all.
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my Mother continued to hit me with both hands and hit himself on the head in between. The doctor asked the nurse to go out. He was so calm and took the time to look at the drama that unfolded. He focused on my mother and tried to calm her down. He gave a glass of water to her and said he would help us, a small operation would get my virginity back, a new hymen would regenerate.
Mom was in the same room when he caressed my legs and my gender during the investigation. At the last visit, exactly a week before my wedding, he asked the mother to stay in the waiting room because he wanted to talk with me in peace and quiet. He wanted to explain how I would do that blood would be visible in intercourse with my future husband. Mother questioned it not, she only said that I would listen carefully and closed the door after him. He locked the door and took the opportunity to rape me on the gynekologstolen. Then came the mother in order to get the coveted oskuldsintyget. She asked why I was crying. She kissed the doctor's hands and gave him a gift. It was a dark green sweater my mother knitted for to show appreciation and gratitude for his contribution.
the Doctor said that the surgery was important. To get back my innocence was able to save my life and the reputation of the family. He talked about our honour, and that it deserved the extra coin. Läkarjäveln seemed well-prepared and could a lot about our culture and what virginity meant for us.”