I must have slept from morning till evening because I was woken up by my monster
husband, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the skinny thing of a girl first and then
my husband by her side.
He was visibly angry, I had slept with the dirty clothes and muddy waters on the
couch in the sitting room, I can see pockets of dirt that followed every step into the
house. He was raking and vibrating like a machine that had lost control.
He was shouting…..
Pig, bloody pig, that is who you are, your witches powers pushed you into the gutters
because that is where you belong, barren witch, useless wife.
And by the way, you told me you were packing out and I will finally be free from
breathing in the poisonous air polluted by your obnoxious manifestation of
And many more things were said by him, but rather than listen to him, I was having a
very bad head ache, I was losing consciousness again. That fall into the drainage must
have loosened some key nuts in my head. I knew I was going to faint.
Funny enough, in my quarter to faint state, I noted that my husband is in level 3.5 of
Let me explain. Level one, He ignores me and answers with short replies.
He abuses me based on what has happened and my inability to give birth.
He call me names like evil magician, witch or herbalist.
Here come the English grammars. Mountain moving English constructions.
Today he is already calling me a witch – definitely level 3.
obnoxious manifestation of paramount lunatism, whatever that means is a level 4
Just before I fainted, I noticed that the skinny thing was smiling, that smile is exactly
the smile I saw earlier on in my nightmare that day, this pissed me off…… I wanted to
stand up and give her a brain resetting slap that will ensure that no body will be able
to smile again in her generation.
As I rose, I discovered the floor was getting closer….
I slumped and fainted.
I woke up in the hospital the next morning, I was afraid I will see their ugly faces
again but thank God for little mercies. I was alone.
Oddly, I noticed my purse was by my side. I couldn’t see anyone in my room. I was
placed in a private ward.
I noticed more items in the room, this made me sit up,
how dare he, this man is callous and a beast, he is no more a monster, he is now the
chief of monsters.
How did I end up marrying a devil, where did I go wrong, why am I getting disgrace
from every corner…..
God, why didn’t you just make me blind, answer Pastors’ prayers na. if I was blind, I
wouldn’t see the gory sight.
Right in the room with me were my four big traveling bags that I had packed on
Saturday morning to leave the house before going to see my Pastor.
This wicked man didn’t only bring me to the hospital, he also brought my load.
What kind of man pack his sick wife with her loads to the hospital?
Author: Femi Oluyamoju