📝: *MARRIAGE ON FIRE*
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CHAPTER TWO
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“And who are you?” My husband asked the person angrily.
“I’m your new neighbor, I’m Stanley by the way.” The person greeted me while standing at the door.
My husband had blocked the entrance so the person couldn’t get a glimpse of what was happening inside, it was impossible for the supposed person to get a preview inside. My husband wasn’t even welcoming at all as he shut the door on him.
My husband rushed back inside, let a demoralized animal and continued the punishment, not as if he flogged me again. Instead he asked me to kneel down until he asked me to come out. I was on my knees for hours until God knew when.
By the time I was released, I was already tired and worked out. Honestly my knees hurt and I had cramps all over. Even with the fact that I was tired my husband still requested that I cook for him. I couldn’t tell him I was tired and had to obey before he ki||3d me finally.
The next day, he developed a new habit and that was as he was going to work, he asked me whether I needed anything or not and since there was everything in the house there was nothing no to get except the fact that he had to add the greogtiches in the house.
He then asked me to write a list of things that I needed, I did and he folded the paper inside his pocket and left. And then Surprisingly, he locked the door from outside and took the key with him. Locking me inside the house until he returns.
I tried my best to do what I could do before he came back and that was to watch movies, I then turned on the television but it wasn’t working at all the thoughts of how sudden my husband changed kept coming back freshly in my mind.
“Honey, I’m home! ” My husband said as he entered the room.
“And how is my baby girl doing?” Obinna asked as he hugged her from behind.
” I’m good, sweet and you?” I inquired as I turned back to kiss him.
He said he was fine and went ahead to tell me how his day went, from the way his secretary stressed him and all the stress he went through at work. He gist about the meeting with the people from one company like that. Even though I wasn’t much into his kind of work, I had to listen with rapt attention and added contributions and suggestions to some of the events that occurred.
We finished from there and then I told him to go and take his shower and come down to the dining table and eat his supper before we retired to sleep that day and he did.
My husband as of then took me to almost everywhere I loved and made sure to always throw a surprise party for any of my birthdays. He got me the most expensive things and also made me feel special every time. Our marriage was quite what every single person would pray for, until he lost his job which I thought was the actual reason.
I watched the movie for sometime and then decided to rest my head before he comes back from work, since he wouldn’t be returning anytime soon. Unfortunately, I was intoxicated by the sleep and then I slept off as a result of tiredness and I had no idea of what was happening.
Unfortunately, In the middle of my wonderful slumber my husband had returned home and had gone to check the kitchen and didn’t find food in there. He opened the fridge and didn’t see any packed foods there.
Mehn! The kind of kick he gave me on my tummy made me jump back into reality, he kicked me so much that I thought it would have even been the end of me. This man was becoming cruel and it wasn’t good, if not for that fact I loved this man I would have found a way out.
“Even with the fact that you don’t contribute a dine to this house, you can’t think properly that you’re supposed to be cooking by now.” He fired at me without even caring to know if I was in pain or not.
“Sorry, I wasn’t feeling too well.” I explained that I was sleepy with pains all over my body.
“If you know what’s good for you, you better just get you miserable self into that kitchen and make food for me now and just know you have 30 minutes only.” He instructed as he made way into the bedroom.
I knew my husband and I knew when he was being serious and when he was playing, and at this point joking with my husband wasn’t the best way to settle that issue. Hi Ishmael on+2348055889183 to be added to story headquarters room for more stories. Better I would delay any further, I quickly rushed to the kitchen and everything was in motion. I was fast with the cooking, I didn’t want to incur his wrath so I quickly made spaghetti in a haste.
And luckily for me, a call came into his phone and that call lasted for a long time. That call was really a life saver for me. I used that time to finish everything just before he would come downstairs, I had set the table and was waiting for him. As he was coming down, he held his belt in his right hand and walked down.
He was a bit disappointed when he came down to see that I had finished before he would come down. He sat down and eat the whole food, leaving nothing for me. Even the one I kept in the pot as render, he went inside the kitchen and threw it away. I was hurt because he had me standing for the whole time he was eating.
So for that day I had to sleep hungry and look at him, the way hunger dealt with me that night was very unimaginable. Someone sitting hundred miles away from me would clearly hear how my stomach was rumbling loudly. I tried to contain but it wasn’t working at all.
I went downstairs to the kitchen, only to find the door locked. Dejectedly, I fell back on the sofa and looked at heaven. As I sat, I heard a soft knock on the door and then I became alarmed. Since I couldn’t answer I moved near the door and then whispered who it was and then the person answered and immediately pushed a piece of paper under the small hole beneath the door.
And then boom, Obinna came downstairs…..
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