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BRT: ‘Bamise died in Pain’ sister narrates
Titilayo, the elder sister of Miss Oluwabamise Ayanwola, has revealed that her private part was cut off while she was still alive.
She narrated today at a press conference while adding that Ayanwola died in pain.
Recalled that the newsmen had earlier reported that Oluwabamise, who closed from work around 7pm on February 26, was on her way to visit her brother, Pelumi, when she boarded the BRT vehicle around Chevron Bus-stop, in the Lekki area of the state.
The busman, Omininikoron Nice, was said to be conveying the victim to a destination in Oshodi when Oluwabamise observed that he refused to pick other passengers on the road.
She reportedly contacted one of her colleagues at work, Felicia Omolara, to inform her about her suspicion and she was advised to disembark from the bus.
Omolara, however, noted that when her friend no longer responded to her chats on WhatsApp, she called her phone number, adding that when she picked the call, a man was heard arguing with Oluwabamise.
“Bamise was not just killed, she suffered hell,” her sister said fighting back tears.
She, subsequently, called on the Lagos State and Federal governments to ensure justice.
Titilayo said, “Governor Sanwo-Olu, I am challenging you. My family is not wealthy, we are not influential but we have God. We work hard and struggle to survive. We are content with what we have. We are Christians to the core. Why has our last born been used for the things of the world? This is a money ritual case.
“She died in pain after they cut her private parts. They didn’t kill her before cutting her private parts. If you are a lover of wrestling, there is what they call hell in the cell. That is what my sister went through before her last breath on earth.
“My mum is 74, dad 84. In the morning time, they didn’t mourn us; afternoon, they never lost any child. But at night, they made my parents put their two hands on their heads and mourn their last born.
“They suffered my parents. This girl was murdered. Why did they want us to suffer?”