It’s been a lousy six months. Within the 6 months I lost my job, lost my car and my self-respect. The only thing I seem to still have (at least as at yesterday, was the love of my wife).
Everyday she encouraged me to go out and search for another job or a source of income, and everyday I would come home to a warm meal, heartily served. Not once in those 6 months was she ever rude to me neither did her attitude change. Not once, not even when I told her I couldn’t afford the monthly housekeep anymore.
From her savings, we have been able to pay the school fees of our 2 kids and continue feeding. Mysteriously even my landlord has been very understanding of my dilemma. I used to work for a bank and earned good pay. Unfortunately I didn’t have a lot saved up by the time I was handed a termination of appointment letter.
Anyways, that was 6 months ago and although life has been tough, the warmth and love of my wife has cushioned the effect of being without a job.
Its 1pm on a sunny thursday and I make my way towards my apartment with my gaze averted from the eyes of prying neighbours, I am returning early from my daily sojourn as the friend who had promised me help had another meeting to attend outside town and had to cancel our appointment.
At our apartment door, I hear my wife talking quietly but firmly, “Oga landlord, our deal was a one-off deal. You said if I slept with you, you would leave us alone for a while, at least till we got back on our feet”. Hahaha I hear my landlord laugh and reply “So for one round of sex you expect to get to stay in my house for as long as you like? Young woman, I have left you alone for 3 months. You either give me what I want or I kick you and your husband out. Let me have my way and I’ll leave you for another 3 months or even 6 months”. My wife does not reply and the landlord says “think about it, I will be back in a week or so”.
As he approaches the door, I quickly run to the backyard and wait till I hear the gate close.I am torn. I have no savings, no friends or family who are willing to help. I have 2 kids who I need to also consider. If I confront my wife, we are as good as homeless. If I don’t and let this shameful act continue I will die in silence. I cannot even rustle up enough anger at my wife, I just feel I have let her down and exposed her to fending for us. I know i must find a way out before next week rolls by…….*********
This story is a work of fiction meant to stimulate our minds. Sordid proposition but definitely happening around us. Do share your thoughts.