Thorn in the Flesh


© Oby Chinyere

Greg rang the door bell again and waited but no respond came, it was late, he has managed to drive home, he doesn’t even know how he did it but he was home all the same. this was the third time he was ringing the door bell but no respond came, he knows that Klein, his wife was in,side. He quietly went back to his car and sat in,side, and just when he was about falling into a deep sleep he had a hærd bang on his car door, he woke up and saw Klein, his hearted skipped a little, he wondered why his heart will skip anytime he sees Klein, he opened the door and stepped down, Klein walk out of him and straight into the house, Greg followed her in,side

Klein locked the door and faced him


“Where have you being, but first look at the time, what the time say…answers me Greg, and you smell of alcohol, what kind of pastor are you, oh you now visit bars and pr-stitutes, all those one coming to you all in the name of counselling and prayers…is that a l¡pstick I’m seeing on your shirt…oh no…you were with a woman, is she also seeking vision or spiritual guidance from you, “pastor Greg” having affair now part of your counselling tips…
As Greg checked himself and knew it must be from the lady at the bar, he can’t even remember her name again, she helped him into his car, she might has mistakenly get her l¡pstick to his shirt
“Darling…please I don’t want your trouble tonight, I left the house early because of that… I did not visit any woman, you can say that I drank but that’s my only sin tonight, please all I want is to sleep…
Greg tried to walk past her she pushed him back and slapped him hærd on the face,
“How dare you try to walk past me Greg, did I say I was done talking, and what kind of lie was that, how did you got the red l¡pstick on your shirt, you can pretend and lie to the church member but not to me, you think you can do anything you like and get away with you, I have always told you that…
Greg stood and waited for Klein to finish ranting before he went into his son’s room, who was just seven years old, Greg checked up on him, he wasn’t sleeping he was lying awake on his bed, Greg walked up to his bedside, and sat down
“How are you son…are you alright?
“Dad, are you fighting with mum again, you said it was not good to fight yet you with mum every time, our Sunday school teacher told us that is the devil that causes misunderstanding and makes people to fight…Dad is the devil living in our house now, because you and mum are always fighting and quarreling, you don’t agree on anything but you are happy whenever you are in the church and with other people, you laugh and play with each other but you are sad in the house…how do we kick out the devil so that you and mum will stop fighting…
“Tim, you know I love you right, and your mum also, and we told you whatever happens at home remains at home, you should never let anyone know about what is happening at home, so the only way to keep off the devil from our home is by praying and rebuking it, I know you still pray, so keep praying and the devil will eventually leave our home…
At that moment Klein entered the room
“I hærd you say that I am the devil, so you are feeding our son with this rubbish, making me look bad before him, you called me a devil and you want to kick me out, before you even do such I will destroy you, I will disgrace you before your church member and leave you in pieces, please leave my son’s room, you can’t be smelling of alcohol and a cheap woman’s perfume close to my son…please do not influence him with your stupid life style..
“Mum, that’s a bad word to use on Dad, he only…
“shhhhshshh your mouth…i don’t want to hear a word from you, go back to bed your mate are all asleep, and make sure you don’t say anything to anyone outside, do you understand, go back to sleep now.
Greg walks out into the bathroom, after he showered he returns to the spare room he now stays after his wife kicked him out of their master bedroom, she calls the master bedroom they both share hers now, Greg put off the light, he tried to say a word or prayer but his mind was occupied, he couldn’t concentrate, he shut his yes and tried to catch some sleep and just when he was about to sleep the light suddenly turned on, he opened his eyes and saw Klein standing at the door, his mind skipped again, he wondered what she want this time
“Come over to my room and do your husband duty after which you can return back here…come right now…I don’t want to wait for you or come back here to call you again…
“I don’t feel like it tonight, please not tonight darling…please
“who are you to say such, I said I need you tonight and you have the gut to open that your stupid mouth to deny me of my right…oh so you have had your fill outside with your so called church ladies and my needs are not relevant, you have fully satisfied yourself outside and you think you will sleep in peace if I don’t get what I want, if you ever…I mean ever deny me of my right in bed I will go out there and mingle with any of those fine men in the choir or among the ministers, or better still any man I so desire, I will get dirty with the man, look at me, I am so desirable, it will be hærd for any insane man to say no to me, and when that happens, it will be to your shame, you will be first called out, the scandal will be on your head, don’t dare me…you know what I’m capable off…so don’t you dare me or I will expose your dirty secrets to the world, how you have being having affair with some member and also how you drink to stupor everyday, I will even add some spices to it and say you always punch me anytime you get home drunk…it will be an interesting headline, you will be on every ones l-ips…don’t just try me Greg, come into my room quickly…
Klein walked out, Greg sat up on his bed, he held his head in his hand, he breathed deeply before getting up, he walks into Klein master bedroom, and try to do what ever she says but no matter how he try his mind was so far and the wh0le thing was boring, Klein started raining abuses on him and pushed him out of her room, Greg quietly walk back to his room, he shut the door, and locked it behind, he sat on his bed and held his head in his hand, he wonder how he will escape from his trouble, sleep has left his eyes completely, he sat up and picked up the bible by his bed stand, he read few chapter before knelling down beside his bed, he locked his hand together in agony, he wanted to shout out his prayer but to avoid further trouble from Klein he started muttering silent prayer, and the more he prayed tears pour down from his eyes, he prayed deeply into the night to the early hours of the following morning before he finally slept off.

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