Two days later Nneka brought my sister back to Lagos and stayed back to take care of Nkem. We became quite close, Nneka was not only beautiful, she was intelligent and a good cook. She took over the cooking and cleaning of my house to the extend that even when Nkem became well, she was still doing it. I looked forward to going home each night to talk to Nneka and watch her cook, Nkem noticed our closeness and seemed to approve of it.
“So, you girls would leave tomorrow morning,” I asked Nneka one night, they had spent two weeks in my house and would go back to school the next day.
“Yes, we will,” she replied. Nkem had gone to bed early that night, availing Nneka and I the opportunity to be alone in the living room.
“I will miss you Nneka,” I said, she smiled and moved closer to me and planted a kiss on my lips. I took the back and kissed her, I ended up making love to Nneka right there on the coach. God! Nneka was good in bed and she displayed some sex styles, which amazed me. From there Nneka and I hit it off, we initially hid it from Nkem but when she found out, she didn’t really object to our relationship until I announced my intention to get marked to Nneka.
“Brother, I thought you guys were only playing,” Nkem said to me.
“No, I love Nneka and want to marry her,” I told her. “Do you have any objection, don’t you like the fact that I am getting married to your girlfriend,” I asked her.
“I am happy for you brother Emeka. Really I am but you should be careful and strict with Nneka, that is my only advise for you; she said to me. I dint muse much on Nkem’s words, I loved Nneka she loved me and my family and her both consented to the wedding. What more could I ask for?
Nneka and I got married some months later and started our lives as a young couple; she was still in school and so only came home during weekends. Trouble started when I found out that Nneka was taking pills, I confronted her about it and she said she didn’t want to have a child while still in school as it would be too difficult for her to cope with her studies and motherhood. I told her how other girls combined motherhood and academic, but Nneka would not hear of it. As if that was not enough, she suddenly quarreled with Nkem, their fight was so bitter that Nkem stopped coming to my house and only called me on phone. I tried to find not the reason for their fight but they refused to tell me.
Nneka graduated and couldn’t get a job, I told her to stay at home and opened a shop for her where she sold provisions. I was doing all that to make my wife happy, yet Nneka was not happy. It seemed the more I tried to please her, the more disgruntled she became. One area which we always quarreled about was money. Nneka was always running out of money to restock her shop. Each time I refused to give her or asked her to give good account of her sales, she would raise hell. These fights continued even when she became pregnant and eventually put to bed, she made sure I had no peace in my house. I was a sad man, going home became a nightmare for me.
I confided in Nkem one day of how sad I was and how my marriage of four years was a nightmare for me. She sympathized with me and told me to come to her house whenever the pressure became too much. Nkem was married with two kids and had a happy home. I didn’t know why her friend Nneka had chosen to make our home an unhappy one. One day, precisely on our seventh anniversary. I got a shocking phone call from a guy who called himself Ekene. He told me he wanted to see me but didn’t want to come to my house, he said he had some serious secrets about Nneka which he wanted to reveal to me. I told him to come to my house and say whatever he had to say and hung up on him.
When I mentioned it to Nneka, she became tensed and accused her enemies of wanting to ruin her life and marriage. One night while sleeping, she got a phone call and sneaked out to receive it. I followed her and listened to her conversation. She was telling the person that they should lie low because someone had called me and that I might become suspicious of her.
That conversation got me worried. I picked her phone and checked her text messages. To my surprise, there was no saved or received or sent text messages in her phone, my wife deletes all messages in her phone. That got my suspicious aroused the more. Two weeks later, the Ekene guy called me again. This time I accepted to see him at a fast food joint, he told me about my wife and a guy called Ben and how they had been dating for a long time. He was Ben’s friend before they quarreled due to some business differences and wanted to get back at him. He gave me details of their meetings and even told me to ask my wife who was the father of my son between the two of us.
That night I confronted Nneka with my findings, she tried to deny them but I lost it and slapped her. Nneka confessed to me that Ben was her school boyfriend; she loved him and couldn’t stop dating him. She used the money she made to set him up in business, she said he was the cause of the fight between her and Nkem because Nkem told her to stop dating Ben since she was already married to me. Nneka also shocked me by saying that Ben is the father of my son, Chibuike.
Dear readers, I was shocked to my bones and left the house that night. A week later, I filed for a divorce and we were eventually divorced on the day that marked our eight years of marriage. Since then, I have had peace of mind and now, I am very wary of women! God help Me!
To be continued…