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The front door was unlocked and as I stepped into the house,
I could hear sounds like loud moans from the direction of our bedroom.
I opened the door and almost collapsed at the sight that met
my eyes- there was my husband, the man who had sworn to love me forever,
forsaking others, in my bed with Clarissa! A lady whom he claimed was just a
friend! They were entwined like Siamese twins, their moans and cries of passion
so loud, they did not hear me come in.
The incidents of that day are imprinted in my memory
forever. Try as I could, I can't get rid of the picture of my Kel making love
with that stupid woman, Clarissa; driving into her with such powerful thrusts
as if possessed of superhuman strength.
I remember screaming at them:
"Kel, what are you doing with this woman, in our
bed?"
I expected shame even remorse but all he did was climb off
the bed, still erect, pull on his boxers and say in a nonchalant tone:
"What does it look like? And by the way, what are you
doing home by this time when you should be at work?"
All this while, the shameless woman still laid on the bed,
naked, her large breasts flopping as she turned on her side to glare at me, not
even bothering to get up and leave the room. I would have fought her then but I
remembered my condition: I was over eight months pregnant and could give birth
any day. Despite my distressed state of mind, I knew I had to keep my cool for
the baby's sake. So, I instead focused my anger on my husband.
"So, the casual leave you took from work was so you
could be sleeping with that bitch behind my back! Why are you so wicked, Kel?
Why are you doing this to me? This was not what you promised! Here I am heavily
pregnant and all you could do is be sleeping around with this intruder, a home
wrecker! As for you, "I said, turning my attention to Clarissa who was
sauntering after Kel as he left the bedroom, "your evil plans to destroy
my marriage won't work! Stupid woman, home breaker! Husband snatcher! Go
and look for your own husband and leave mine alone!"
I continued shouting on them as they left for one of the
spare rooms.
"You are the intruder! You came uninvited and spoilt
our fun," was all the wicked Clarissa could say as she walked pass me.
They locked themselves inside and refused to come out despite my banging on the
door continuously...
***
Later, I sat in the living room, weeping profusely, feeling
really sorry for myself. Then, after I had calmed down a bit, I called my
friend Trina. When she heard what happened, she offered to come to the house to
stay with me.
"So, he's still there, in that room with that woman! Na
wa o! What has come over Kel? This is not the same man you dated and courted
before your marriage. He has changed so much," she said as we sat talking
in the kitchen.
"That is what I'm seeing in this house. I've not known
peace for a day since this strange woman came. And today was the climax-
catching both of them in my bed. Imagine the betrayal. This is a man who
promised to love and cherish me forever, treating me this way, "I said
sadly, close to tears again.
"I feel really bad for you. You have to take it easy
because of your condition. This thing must have been going on between them for
sometime but God wanted to expose them today," she stated, before adding:
"So, what are you going to do now?"
I shrugged helplessly.
"What can I do? I can't fight her. Look at my tummy!
I've to think of my baby's safety," I replied.
"But this can't continue! Dating her is bad enough, but
doing it under your nose in your own bed is terrible. It shows he doesn't have
any respect for you as his wife. I think you need to report the situation to
his parents. Someone needs to talk some sense into his thick head," she suggested.
Some hours later, Trina and I were in the living room
watching a programme on TV when Kel and Clarissa emerged from the room.
"We are going out. Ensure you prepare some food for us on our
return," said Kel, his arm around his lover's waist.
Trina gave me a shocked look after they had gone, stating:
"This is terrible! What kind of husband behaves this
way? So irresponsible!"
Out on the streets
I took my friend's advice and reported Kel to his family. The
following weekend, his parents summoned us to their home for a meeting. When
asked why he brought in his girlfriend Clarissa into his matrimonial home, he
had this to say:
"I'm not denying bringing a woman into our home. But
she caused it," said Kel, giving me a baleful look.
His parents, some uncles and cousins who were at the
meeting, all looked at him askance.
He continued speaking.
"Ask her when was the last time she allowed me to touch
her. Over six months ago! Am I a piece of wood? I'm a man for God's
sakes!" he stated angrily.
"Nobody is disputing that, that as a man you need a
woman. But it's wrong of you to bring the lady in question into your home. How
do you think your wife will feel?"
"I don't bloody care how she feels! She only thinks of
herself and her needs and doesn't care about me. I never knew when I marred her
that she's so selfish, stubborn and wicked!" he noted with a hiss.
"And you are an angel, abi? You should be ashamed of
yourself acting the way you do with that prostitute girlfriend of yours! Stupid
fool!" I fired back at him furiously.
"Did you hear her? You see how rude she is, talking to
her husband so disrespectfully! You people should warn her or I will beat some
sense into her, not minding her condition!" he threatened.
Later, after things had quietened down, Kel's father put
down his judgement, that Kel, for the sake of peace in our home and marriage,
should send Clarissa out of the house immediately.
"Jessica here, is the one we know as your wife. You
brought her here to us that she's the girl you want to marry. We don't know
this other woman you have brought into your home. Send her away so peace can
reign in your home again," he ordered. He was supported by nearly all the
other family members.
I was very happy at the way things turned out and I looked
forward to regaining my home and husband from Clarissa's clutches. My joy was
however, short lived. On getting back home that day after the family meeting, I
expected Kel to send the woman packing as he had been instructed to. Instead, I
was the one he threw out of the house!
"You are not even afraid! You have the guts to go and
report me to my family! It's like you are tired of this marriage. So, I will
make it easy for you- just pack and go! Take your stuff and get out of my house
and my life!" he said as he threw my suitcases and bags out of the house.
My pleadings with him to reconsider at least for the sake of
the baby, were ignored by him.
I stood forlorn, among my belongings in the courtyard, my
heart heavy with bitterness, anger and regret...
Later, my brother came to pick me to my parents home. It was
there I had my baby, Henry who is the spitting image of his father. Kel never
showed up throughout my stay in the hospital; my baby is over a year old now
and he has only seen him once, during the baby's christening and dedication in
the church.
I feel traumatised by my marital woes, the breakdown of my
marriage with Kel less than four years after we tied the knot. My family have
been so supportive. I don't know what I would have done without them. Trina and
other friends, have been strong pillars of support.
I heard Kel's father and other family members have given him
an ultimatum to take me and the baby back home. As far as I'm concerned, they
are acting on their own. I don't feel too good living in my father's house at
my age and a married woman with a child. But it's better here where I have
peace (and no beatings) than being with Kel and face all the horrible things I
saw in his house.
Or what do you think? Should I go back to Kel or not?
Readers' comments are welcome!
The End
Names have been changed to protect the identity of the narrator and other individuals in the story.
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