Finally I did, I didn’t just fall but I was hopelessly in love with him. 7years down the line, Uzor my darling husband is a cheat.
Soon after 9pm I heard a laughter, I felt ridiculed, In my house I was been mocked. I felt so little. The laughter seemed closer, then I heard the door shut. The door to my matrimonial bed now accommodated a total stranger. My heart was shattered into a thousand pieces. I was still trying to process the hurt and disappointment I felt when I heard the soft m*ans, the gasp and the groans. I didn’t quite understand if they made such loud noise to spite me or my hearing just improved. I cried loudly this time, this hurt couldn’t be smothered, the slow tear soon turned into sobs and then wailing. I felt a movement and I turned to check out what it was, my daughter was awake. Before she could come closer , I wiped my face. I didn’t want her asking why her mum was crying.
“Mummy, why are you not in your room”. Ada asked softly.
“Sleep back my love, mummy wants to spend the night here today”.
“Where is Daddy?” she drifted off with the question.
I was thankful she slept off, I didn’t know where her father was. The man in the next room wasn’t Uzor, he has been swapped with another man. That wasn’t the Uzor that worshipped the ground I walked on, that came home immediately after he closed from work, that showed the world how much He treasures me and our daughter. The man in the next room pushes his wife, shouts at her and bring in another woman into their matrimonial home.
I decided that wasn’t Uzor. Naivety got the better part of me. I resolved he was under a spell. I wasn’t one to believe in diabolical means, but in this situation it seemed appropriate. My thinking faculty soon spiralled to the wind as I found my self banging on our bedroom door telling the demon in my husband to come out and insisting the lady leaves my house . Soon after the door flung open was I was greeted with a slap, a slap so hot I felt my face on fire and I could swear I saw stars. With my palm held to my face I was finally able to see Uzor and I realised he wasn’t the man I fell in love with. He had changed over night as I slept.
Tears welled in my eyes and he looked at me sternly
“Are you possessed? Don’t ever disturb me again or it would be a full beating”. He sighed and walked away with a towel hanging loosely around his hips. He banged the door which shook the house.
I walked away from the door crying loudly this time without a care in the world. I was prepared to wake the entire neighbourhood thinking the more people that are aware the lesser my pain. I entered my daughters room and the wailing stopped. The sight of her made me feel hopeful in this terrible situation.
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