Now barely two years after, he is here, on his knees, before my family and our kids, begging for me to take him back.
As I stared at him in his burgundy long sleeved kafan and polished black shoes, pleading on his knees before my father and
"Wumni please forgive me,” he said, turning towards me, “Please forgive and forget..”
"I was a good wife to you, was I not?” he nodded, “no you can tell everybody here, my father is here, my mother, my uncles, tell them if there was ever
"You did everything right” He nodded remorsefully, “you were a good woman that is why I want you back. I don’t know what got into my…”
"Yet you threw me out, out like I was nothing!” I hurled, tears jumping down my face.
“Ehnm,” my father started, shifting to the edge of his seat. He paused, cleared his throat before continuing “Kayode, we have heard you. Wumni, it is okay, there is no need opening past
He lifted his knees off the floor and stood
Thank you daddy” he bowed to my father, “thank you mummy, thank you”
My parents persuaded me to forgive Kayode,he didn’t stop coming around either.
I went back, not out of love and forgiveness but as a scorned woman with an agenda.
I was so full of bitterness and pain even after all that time. You see, I used to be a good wife
"Babe” he called, as he walked into the kitchen.
I was serving lunch to the kids on the table in the center of the kitchen.
“Daddy, daddy!!” the girls ran to hug him.
“Welcome” I smiled to him and stood to serve his food.
As I walked away, I could feel his eyes behind my back, I smiled to myself and glanced over my shoulder only when I had reached
When I brought it, I placed it before him and as I turned to leave, he grabbed me by the hand, looked me warmly in the eyes and said, “I am so sorry for
True to his promise, he was. He came home on time, same time every day.
He removed all passwords
He no longer insisted on eating freshly cooked meals, he ate whatever I served him, as long as it was warm.
I had no more love for Kayode in my heart.
On the fifth
His office had sent him to Lagos to oversee the completion of a project and because our home was big, Kayode insisted that he should not stay in a hotel but stay with us.
The day he
Tony, full of energy, charisma, kindness, a peace maker and very good with kids, we liked having him around.
On the third day of his visit, Kayode
I didn’t mind. I enjoyed having him around, not only was he my friend and confidant, he was very helpful around the house.
At 37 years old and unmarried, he was older than me with six
He was a pure and complete gentleman.
One Wednesday, he offered to drive the kids to their school as he
When he got back, we ate and then it began to rain.
We settled down to a bottle of wine in the sitting room, each of us with a blanket, gisting and simply enjoying the weather….
We made love on the floor of the sitting room, for the very first time and
With Kayode, I faked every emotion but with Tony, I let myself go and he took me to heights I didn’t even know existed.
I came thrice.
And we didn’t stop, it was too good to stop.
When Kayode returned, we carried on as normal, sneakily
For the first time in a long time, I was happy, very happy…
By the end of his project, he confessed to being in love with me and I too confessed the same.
I found out that I was pregnant months after Tony’s departure. I knew that it wasn’t Kayodes’ but I told him anyway and he ignorantly concluded that it was his.
He even called Tony as his best friend to inform him of the ‘good news’, Tony then
I went on to have the baby in the U.S.A and it was a boy. Kayode could almost not contain himself, he was so happy to have a son at last, so much so that he bought me a Benz, renovated my kitchen and
Tony was there for the party.
That night, when the party was over and everyone had returned to their destination and my household had all gone to bed, I snuck into Tony’s room and there, he made sweet love to me.
My affair with Tony thrived, and by the third year, I bore him another son.
Kayode believing the sons were for him practically began to worship me. He handled me like an egg, giving me every and anything I wanted – all I needed to do was ask.
He did everything
No matter what he did to impress me,
I would laugh with him, thank him, ride him crazily in the bedroom, do all my duties as a wife with such meek composure but all of that was a facade to cover the bitterness and the hatred for him that truly dwelled in my heart
On the anniversary of mine and Tony’s fourth year together and in adherence to our plan, I waited for Kayode to go to work then I packed my bags with that of
Hours later as the plane sped through the night sky, I
god, I wish I was there to witness it firsthand. To watch the pain crawl up into his eyes, the betrayal arrest his chest, and the shock weaken his knees or maybe his back, as he probably
What a show it would have been, what a satisfying show!
I turned my head to Tony sleeping besides me, and my kids – all four of them on the opposite isle of the plane
Never you push a good woman, never you take her love and devotion for granted for you could be creating a demon with your very own hands.
Written by Kylie Joy Terundu.