Agony of marriage episode 3
THE AGONY OF MARRIAGE
EPISODE 3
On Sunday, we went to church as usual. Since my husband
was a very wealthy man, we were always given a special seats
at the front, along with some influential couples. He was the
most sweetest creature in the church and almost everyone
looked up to him. I would hear some girls tell him that our
marriage was just the exact same thing they wanted because I
was always radiating in my expensive clothes and accessories
but no one knew that he was a p–n add!çt, a sadist and a
woman-beater. No one knew what I was going throu-gh except
the pastors. I had run to them several times to complain
about my plight but all they told me was to go back home and
keep praying for my husband because God was against
divorce. They never called him to order because they were
scared to lose such a hvge contributor to the finances of the
church.
In public, I’ll smile as wi-de as possible to mask my sorrow. I
would apply enough makeup to hide a bruised face or cut l!
pyet other young girls in my peer group were dying to take my
place. All they saw was the expensive cars and the house I
lived in but they were never concerned about if I was really
happy in my marriage. After service and all the pastors and
other ranking members had exchanged plea-santries with him,
we walked to the car in the h0t sun and was soon soothed by
the air conditioner in the car.
After waiting for close to three minutes and I noticed that he
made no move to turn the key in the ignition, I gave him a
puzzled look and asked, “What are we still waiting for?”
He was craning his n£¢k to stare throu-gh the windshield and
when I followed his gaze, his eyes were fixed on a fair girl who
was chatting away with some friends in front of the church.
“Do you know her?” He asked me without taking his eyes off
the girl.
I took a cursory look at the girl and shook my head, “No, why?”
“She’s very beautiful.” He said and I frowned.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means you should get down the car and go and talk to her.” He said to me.
I drew back in shock. “What do you mean by I should go and
talk to her? About what?”
He gave me a scornful look now. “Why are you so beautiful,
yet daft? don’t you un-derstand what I’m insinuating? Must I
spell it out to you before you know what you are supposed to do?”
I remained adamant then stammered, “I… I don’t k..know what
you want me to do o. All I know is that I don’t know that girl. I
have never even seen her before, so I don’t un-derstand what
you want me to go and tell her.”
“Alright…” He gave me an impatient look and leaned back. “Go
and ask her where she’s going to, I want to give her a ride.”
“Are you indirectly asking me to go and woo a girl for you and
bring her to this car?” I asked in disbelief.
“And so? Is it your father’s car?” He snapped at me.
“How can you s£nd me on such a demeaning errand! Have
you forgotten that I’m your wife? You’ve no iota of respect for
me!”
He scoffed. “I don’t have time for your drama this afternoon.
What good is a wife who’s never fun and is always dry. You
have never been we-t in your whole life. You are too rigid and
it feels like I’m married to a fellow man. Tell me, why the hell
should I limit myself to you?!”
“Why speak like you are not alre-ady cheating on me with
different girls alre-ady?” I fired back.
“And yet what can you do? Nothing! You know that you can
never leave me because I made you what you are today! You
are the first graduate in your family and you owe that to my
generosity. If I had not come into your life when I did, you
should probably be hawking bre-ad by now or selling Okpa at
the bus st©p! You are a nob©dy, Victoria! re-ad myl-ips, a
nob©dy! You had better get down this car and go bring that
girl here or you won’t like what you’ll get when we get home!”
I was at the verge of tears now. His insults had sunk so de-ep
and stung me ha-rd . “Daniel, at least if you want to cheat on
me, accord me my due respect and do that far away. I have
suffered enough, why would you choose to ru-b your infidelity
in my nose? Can’t you just go do this far away? At least
respect the house of God!”
“May thun-der strike you and your family dead! Are you
working for me? Are you the head of the family? Since when
did you have the right to tell me where to do my business and
where not to! In fact, I’ll not sit here another moment with
you…” He leaned over and opened my door. “If you will not go
and bring that girl here yourself, just don’t bother coming
home, now get down!” He ordered.
“Daniel…” I called in a teary voice, my hands on my che-st.
“Me?”
“Who are you? You are a daughter of a nob©dy! A daughter of
gold diggers that’s what you are! Victoria, get down now!”
When I hesitated, he suddenly threatened. “Do you want me to
push you down? You want to embarras-s yourself here right? I
said get down!”
Helplessly, I got down the car, wiped the tears that were
threatening to spill down my face then walked towards the girl
and her friends. When I st©pped by her side, luckily, her
friends were just leaving. As she turned to go, I st©pped her.
“Excuse me.” I called her attention.
She paused and p@rtially turned to me. “Me?” She asked and
I nodded then she pu-ll-ed closer. “Good afternoon.” She
greeted and I could see how her eyes shone as she took in my
dressing and hungrily eyed my gold accessories but I
pretended not to notice. Her reaction to my dressing had alre-
ady told me that she was an easy catch.
“Hi, my name is Victoria.” I introduced myself and I had a
strong conviction that my husband was keenly watching us.
“I’m Dora.” She replied.
“I believe you were about to go home right?” I asked.
“Yes.” She nodded. “Any problem?”
“My husband and I just want to give you a ride, hope you don’t
mind?” I gestured towards the car.
Immediately she saw the car, her eyes brightened then she
turned to look at me. “Not at all.” She said. I simply led her to
the car and she deliberately moved to my husband’s window.
“Good afternoon sir.” Her accent suddenly changed. It was
thinner and S-xier now.
“Good afternoon my dear, how are you?” I heard my husband
ask her.
“I’m fine sir.” She answered with a fake shy smile.
“I hope you enjoyed today’s service?” He asked.
“Of course sir, I was blessed.” She stated.
“Glory to God.” My husband replied then added. “plea-se go
around, come in.” As she walked in front of the car, my
husband quic-kly said to me. “Victoria, sit at the back.” When I
gave him a defiant look, he bit his lower l!pha-rd and gritted.
“If you mess this opportunity up for me ehn, I’ll make sure I
break your hand. Go to the back!”
Reluctantly, I opened the door and got into the backseat. The
girl saw this and hesitated in confusion but my husband quic-
kly as-sured her. “Oh, don’t worry my dear, just come in. My
wife doesn’t mind. Trust me, she doesn’t even like sitting in
the front.”
“Okay…” She skeptically said then took my place beside him.
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As we drove home, he began to ask her personal questions
about her and they totally forgot I even existed. Somehow, on
the course of the journey, he managed to convince her to go
home with us. When she hesitated, he as-sured her yet again
that I wouldn’t mind and she had obliged. I was angry and
ashamed but there was nothing I could do. When we got
home, he asked me to go prepare semovita and Egusi soup
for her and that I should make sure that I stocked her plate
with enough chicken. I served her at the dinning with a bottle
of wine while she ate with my husband and I could hear them
laughing like they had known each other for years. When they
were done eating, I cleared the table and went to do the
dishes. By the time I was done, I walked into the sitting room
to meet a shocking sight.
Daniel was alre-ady on t©p of the lady doing the unthinkable
on the couch. I was speechless. As I turned to go, my husband
st©pped me and ordered me to follow them up to our be-
droom. He practically carried her up the stairs in his arms and
I wondered if the girl had no shred of dignity left in her. She
didn’t even have a conscience. I was sure that my husband
had bought what was left of it with enough promises to make
her fall at his feet.
Against my wish, I followed them up the stairs to our be-
droom and watched him place her on the be-d. Something he
had never done to me before. He asked me to sit in the single
armchair and watch how a real woman plea-sured a man. I
tried to leave but he threatened that if I did, I should just
simply pack up my things and leave his house and knowing
that I had no where to go to, that my siblings would have to
drop out of school and that my parents would never forgive, I
stay put, my husband went on with whatever he was doing.
It got to a stage that I almost covered my face with my hands
but he called my name sternly and I quic-kly drew my hands
away and watched him.
I was devastated. Never did I imagine that such a thing would
get to happen to me in my marriage, that I would get to watch
my husband make love to another woman and I could do
absolutely nothing about it. It also surprised me that a single
girl would agree to sleep with a married man especially before
his own wife. What happened to women looking out for their
fellow women? Why should women contribute to the sorrows
of an unhappy marriage. I was lost in thought as I stared
blankly at my husband
When he was done, he directed her to the bathroom where
she had her bath after she had defied my matrimonial be-d.
She had her bath and c@m£ out a few minutes later clad in
my towel. She soon dressed up and my husband gave her a
wad of cash then ordered me to go fetch her a cab. After she
left, I went to the back of the house, sat down on the floor and
wept bitterly. I almost cursed my parents for forcing me into
this marriage. I cried till mucus was dribbling down my
nostrils. I was helpless and if this was what marriage was all
about, I just wanted to go back to being single.
“God why me?!” I lamented. “Why me? What have I done to
deserve this? What?”
I was still lamenting when I heard my husband’s harsh voice,
“Victoria!”
quic-kly, I got up, wiped my tears as best as I could with my
hands and hurried to meet him.
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To Be Continued
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