‘I John have taken you Rita to be my lawful wife, to have and hold from this day forward, for better, for worst, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until death does us apart. I will love and honor you all the days of my life.
At the altar, on that wedding day, this is how it is recited an everlasting nut tied and both fates linked forever. But then afterward, the promise and vows tend to be forgotten and thrown away and that will make one turn the eyes of LOVE that had existed before into a RED DANGEROUS LOOK that threatens the life of the other.
Is it that she married the wrong husband or she is the wrong wife? Take a walk through this story of mine.
It was a rainy Saturday, and that made everyone continue to enjoy the sweet company of the bed as the cloudy morning turned into thunderous lightning and heavy rain. After a long period of rain, it stopped, and without wasting much time the sun opened his smiling face and pieced through a tiny opening in my window to say good morning. Then I looked at my clock to notice that it is already noon. Hearing the voice of people on the street, I decided also to take a walk around and see the effects of the rain on our gutters which normally don’t give a pleasant sight as more holes will be made by water and possibly caused some potholes on the road. While moving down the street, I saw a young lady (a mother) in her early 30s also moving in the direction I was going. As were walking down the road, a Toyota highlander jeep was seen driving toward us, and then I had to look for a space to stand out of the road to avoid being splashed with water. The lady did also but she was quite close to the car and then when she got very close to the car, the glass of the steering side of the car wined down and a young man in his early 50s looked out from the window opening of the car looking at the lady and both staring at each other like two warriors that have just lost in a battlefield.
MAN: (With a horrible look) where are you going?
LADY: (With her “I don’t care” look) to buy something down the street.
The man wined back the glass and drove off while the lady continued in her direction.
Filled with curiosity, I could not withstand not asking questions and so I walked to the lady and initiated a conversation.
ME: (Curious) I suppose that is your husband?
LADY: (With a pretentious smile) yes
ME: What kind of greeting was that?
LADY: That is how it has been for a long now. That is marriage for you?
ME: No, I disagree with you, that is not marriage because I lived with my parents and I know how they greet especially in a situation like this when my Dad returns from a trip.
LADY: (Still struggling to show that nothing is wrong) forget about it, we have had three children with this situation.
I decided to let her be.
In describing the situation one can notice that there is a snake in the rafter.
The woman may be going through a lot at the hands of her husband but has decided to endure and that was the case of Osinachi who finally took her life.
The next day, I was seating in a POS shop close to my house in the same street and suddenly the same woman showed up. We exchanged greetings like people who had seen and known each other before. She tabled her request to the POS girl with the following conversation.
Lady: Good afternoon, please is there a way you can change the amount in an EEDC recharge slip?
POS GIRL: What do you mean Ma?
LADY: I want you to change the amount in this receipt for the light I bought yesterday.
POS GIRL: Why Ma?
LADY: It’s a long story.
Then I decided to intrude on the matter
ME: I don’t think that can be possible ma, but why do you want to do it?
LADY: (Almost in tears) I have been begging my husband for money to do something for a long time now, but he refused. Yesterday he gave me Five thousand (#5000) to recharge our light. I decided to recharge Four thousand naira and use One thousand, but now he is insisting that I should bring the receipt for the light I recharged for him to see.
I felt like crying but I held myself like the man that I am and left the place.
- What could be the fate of this woman?
- Who knows how often she receives blows and slaps from the said husband?
- What can you say to such a person?
- And now I asked, “If it was love from the beginning, why a blow on the flexible bones”?
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