"When a man says I ACCEPTS, at a Marriage ceremony he his saying I accept the responsibility of providing for my wife, loving her and protecting her".
This is a true life story of a Couple, who are happily Married and blessed with Kids.
But the Husband has the intention of bringing in a new wife. Lets see if truly he succeeds with this.
O lord, I don't want this, My husband has
been my treasure ever since I have married
him, I always do everything in my power to
please him. But why is he doing this to me, Our marriage has been a blissful one, he
is always what I wanted as an Husband. I am
always thankful to You for having him but why
does he suddenly want a second wife? Am I
not good enough for him? I continue sobbing
while I rush inside our bedroom, I stand by the
mirror to take a look at my image, I take off my
Scarf to see a clear image of myself,have I
started growing old already, this is Just 7 years
of my marriage, am even not thirty five yet.
Just three kids I have for him, my face is still the
same though I gain some weight but am still
like that time he met me turning around my
body while staring at the mirror.
I'm taking in a second wife These words scale through my head since last week he said that to me, I couldn't believe it, am still like dreaming!
Is this what I deserve? After all my loyalty
My lord, is this a test from You? I hope he is
joking, I take a deep sigh after thorough thinking.
It might be maybe am not up to his satisfaction on bed or my cooking skills has reduced. Am even tired self because I can't think of a reason why he might be thinking of bringing in a new wife.
I jump on the bed, draw near my pillow, holding
it tight to my chest, I continue to sob. I cry a
lot that my eyes could say they never sent me,
the pillow I held become so wet of my tears.
What am i going to do I think, if I accept this, things might later turn out of control. What if she came and seized my husband from me totally. Never, I repeat Never, I won't accept such.
Moreover,If I divorce my husband now, what about my kids, I cry aloud as those
thoughts crawl into my mind. I never want to become a bad mother, I have learnt a lot of lessons from my childhood friends whose their Mums divorced their Dads to marry another men. Most of them were sexually harassed by their stepfathers, they went through a lot anyone can ever imagine - a problem that can never be shared. God forbid bad thing, My precious kids will never go through such hard lives I continue sobbing as saliva starts drooling from a side of my mouth as well as a stream of mucus starts running from my nose.
Assalamu Alleikum (Muslim greeting)
I quickly rub off my tears with the pillow am holding, that is the sound of our entrance alarm, who can that be? I checked my watch so quick today? I murmur to myself. Honey!!!!! I ask while am reaching for the door handle. Yes, Baby. A strange smile suddenly appear on my cheek, despite all my crying since morning, am still able to smile hearing his response "Yes, Baby"
Ever since I have got married to him, I always feel anew whenever he calls me baby. I still love
him as I always do and I don't think I can ever
stop loving him.
Smiling to myself, I refrain my hand from the
door's handle, I adjust my skirt and button up
my shirt leaving the last two top button, "I want
to look attractive" I think, smiling to myself, I
repack my hair and tie it with a rubber band.
Now, I open the door and I fall into his
embrace,
"Asalamuhalykum", he greets with a smile
"Wahlykum salam " i reply staring into his eyes.
He kisses me on the forehead and I am so
pleased and happy. He handover his bag to me
as he unknot his neck tie, it has been a
tiresome day he murmurs. I quickly go to the kitchen to get him a cold water, we are in the dry season, Returning to the sitting room where he
sit tiredly, I offer him the cold water, he grasps
it as if he was expecting it. He glares at me as
I tried to hide my face under my smile but I can
never fake it, he surely knows that have been
crying.
Baby, move closer to me, he order and I
obey as he retreats to the floor and I sit in
between his legs. Why are you crying all day, baby? Hearing that words trigger my tears' container as they start flowingly like a stream, I feel this pain in me that can never be explained "I..I ...'ve not been crying honey" I manage to say as the container of my tears burst, I start weeping loudly.
He pause for a moment, searching for words to
say I guess... "Ariyike, it has been 7 years
that we have been married and I know you very
well, your eyes are swollen and you still tell me
you weren't crying and now right in front of me
you start another round, is it because of..." I
cut in "don't say it, honey! I don't want to
remember it, honey! Please, don't remind
me honey..." I continue weeping as I rest
my head on his big chest. His big chest; that
has always been my place of comfort.
He pats me on the back continuously and I
know he has become so confused. "What will
he say next, I don't even know, I don't even
want to hear it, I don't even want to hear any
more of it for today" I think as I start dreaming
of my future.
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