Thread by @GbengaWemimo

Her flight landed at 11pm, she called his number, it was switched off.
She took a cab, got home, used her keys to let herself in.
She checked the children's room first.
Her boys were asleep
She smiled.
Her marriage has been challenging but the children are divine blessings

She got to their room only to discover her husband and a lady
On their bed, entwined in each other's arms.
She stood there for a few minutes, then calmed herself.
She went back to the sitting room and laid on the couch
She couldn't sleep, she just starred straight ahead, numb

Morning came, they emerged from the room.
He came out first.
He saw her and missed a step.
The lady came out, fully dressed.
She recognized the lady,
One of the backing vocalists in his music band.
The lady didn't miss a step.
As soon as their eyes met, the lady ran

Her blood was boiling.
The blatant desecration of her home, her bed.
The psychological effect it will have on her boys.
He watched her closely, expecting thunder to strike.
Her children rushed out of the room.
'Mummy' 'Mummy' They chorused.
She chose to spare them such a scene.

He disappeared
He didn't leave a note or a forwarding address.
His phone number was switched off.
She had been abandoned in the fifth year of her marriage.
Abandoned with three children.
She didn't say a word
When people asked after him, she told them he had traveled.

His mother came six months later
She told her everything
What! And you kept quiet! You this girl
His mother called the entire family.
They searched
They found him, cohabiting with the backing vocalist
Emissaries went after him, the church too
His dog refused to yield to the siren

That was when she began to cry.
He had always been a cheat.
When they were friends, he used to share his escapades with her.
She knew at least three of his babes who graced their wedding.
But he had always come home to her.
He had always come home.

Friends came to her with suggestions.
Let us destroy him
Let us arrest him.
Let us report him to a sorcerer, let them cast a spell on him.
She ignored them.
Raising three children all by herself is hell
Rent, school fees, everything
But she braved it, fueled by a bitter heart.

He said:
Music is a strange beast
Sometimes it comes to you by itself.
Sometimes someone brings it to you.
My wife understands this.
She is the source of many songs of mine.
But then, the music stopped coming.
And i got bored of playing the same old songs.

When i was single, all i did was chase the music.
Ladies inspire me, so i chase the skirts with the music.
I was trying to write a song.
My backing vocalist heard me struggling.
She sat down and composed the song with me.
It was the music that led to what she saw.

Her silence drove me crazy.
i could see silent rage in her eyes.
I felt she would need time to cool off.
She didn't cool off.
She was angry everyday and kept silent.
I knew one day she would boil over and kill me!
So i ran.
I ran to my backing vocalist.

I had thought she would initiate a sort of reconciliation.
Get to say her mind and relieve the tension.
She didn't
One month, two months, one year.
My backing vocalist got pregnant....
Everything got complicated.
Why was she so stubborn?
I would have run home if she reached out.

She said:

Things got very tough.
i started having health challenges.
I went to the hospital, tests were done, i was dying.
I told a friend, she said 'Call your husband's name out loud and shout I forgive you'
Say it and mean it otherwise your children will be motherless.

I cried in agony, I wept bitterly.
I hated him, i wished him all the evil in the world.
I would have done anything to see him roast in hell.
I called his name, I shouted 'I forgive you'
I called the backing vocalist's name, i shouted 'I forgive you'

That night I slept like a baby.
My breathing became normal, my heart, stable
I never knew unforgiveness and bitterness can cause bodily harm!
I was discharged the next day.
Help came from many unexpected quarters.
Two weeks later, he came home.

He said:

MY backing vocalist suddenly didn't want to have a baby anymore
Without asking for my permission, she had an abortion
I hated her for doing that, you know, killing my baby
She said it was her decision, and that she is not my wife
i said 'that is true', and walked away

When i got home, she wasn't at home.
I was petrified, my wickedness smoldered me
She came later in the day
She greeted me as if i was never away.
It was as if she knew i would be there.
My parents and her parents came around.
I begged her.
She cried.
She forgave.

That night I gave her my HIV status result.
I didn't expect her to jump in bed with me.
But i wanted her to know I am open to it.
She didn't say a word.

Sunday came, I volunteered to drive her and the children to church.
Just to please her...
The choir sang, the melodies came.

It was sweet delirious music.
It continued even after the choir had stopped
It was absolutely divine.
i didn't hear a word of the sermon.
I turned and saw the source of the Music,
Jesus! I exclaimed.
That was all, i cried and cried.
I have found the Music that can never fade.

Their Story:

She: That was the moment
His eyes shone brighter and brighter!
He cried for hours, even after service
He had encountered JESUS.
I couldn't wait for the children to sleep that night.
We made great music together.
Nine months later, we welcomed Harmony, our last child

Courtesy of @phyllis_eya