Fight Between Husband and Wife

Fight Between Husband and Wife

There was a big fight in the village between a husband and his wife. She was crying and he was insulting her:
– You are a useless woman. You can’t cook. You can’t do anything. Why did I marry you?
He was shouting so loud that villagers gathered around their hut. He then got out and said to whoever would listen to him:
– This woman here can’t make good food for her husband. She can’t even broom the floor properly. Look at her. Oshi ni e le! Stupid woman!
The woman’s sister approached the crowd. They were burning with rage.
– Our sister can cook. You are the one who can’t be a man! Oloshi! We re! Mad man!
The man was obviously furious that the sisters interfered in his marital affair:
– What’s your problem in all this? Go back to your husbands’ homes. Foolish women!
– Who are you calling foolish? Don’t talk to us anyhow.
The wife finally said:
– Don’t talk to my sisters like that!
The husband was angrier:
– Who told you to speak?
The women fired back:
– if you wanted a wife that can’t talk you should have carved yourself a mask
– You women act foolishly. Is this a way to talk to your sister’s husband?
– Aah! So is it a way for you to treat our sister?
The man feeling ashamed now that those women were talking to him in such in public said:
– Look at you! You are not women. You are Tigress!
– Thank you! Oshe gan! – the women said in unison – You just paid us a compliment. A tigress is strong and has courage unlike you who can only show your strength when you are with a woman.
– A woman should remain a woman and not act like an animal! – the man said.
– A man should remain a man and treat a woman as iyao not as his slave. – replied the women

The man muttered under his breath with defeat:
– Tigress, you! That is what you are. Lioness! Tigress! owo oloshi! You woman I
Want you out of my hut. Go back to your family!
The woman packed her stuff and left with her sisters.

When we got home mama said:
– You have power beyond your imagination. When I got married to your grand-father. I let him know that he had to better not marry a second wife. Did the man hear me? He didn’t. We were living happily together. We had your mother and uncles. I cooked him the best yam in the village. He was good to me and I tried my best to reciprocate his goodness. He showed me respect and I too him.
Soon when things got comfortable for both us, your father was getting to our hut later and later after working on the farm. I found that he was drinking with his childhood friends who had many wives and concubines. I was angry. I told him that he had to better not bring his friends to my hut. He never did because he knew that I wouldn’t hesistate to tell his friends to leave my home. So he carried on seeing them outside our hut. They were a bad influence on your grand-father. They drank palm wine in excess but I kept my cool and patience with him because I knew a day would come when all this would end.
That day came when your grand-father announced that he was taking a second wife and he was building a hut for her. The girl was much younger than me. Can you imagine the insult? I told him that there was no need for him to build a hut for her and that they could have mine. I left with your mother and uncles the same day. We went back to my father’s village. My mother was angry with me because she felt that I brought shame to her. I ignored her complaints and supplications that I should accept such thing. I build a hut for myself and my children. We struggled a little but we managed with the crops we grew.
Your grand-father came and beg me to come back. I refused. I told him that he had made his choice against my will. He kept coming. He gave us gossip of the village we had left behind. In the end he told the young woman to leave the hut. He gave back the family their dowry plus compensation because the girl was bearing a child for him. He thought that I would come back like that but I refused. I wanted to teach him a lesson. So I started courting some men from my mother’s village. I wanted your grand-father to know how he hurt me. Your grand-father who was not a man to show his feelings declared to me his affection. He became really good to me. He took me to the beach. He cooked for me and the children when he visited. I didn’t let at any moment come close to my body. He played with them. When I was satisfied and that I got word that he stopped frequenting his friends and that he hasn’t been with any other woman since he repudiated the young girl, I accepted to go back to the village with him. There was a condition. If he was to ever behave so foolishly again he was sure not to get a second chance. He promised he would be good. He was true to his word. From that moment he was always the first one home amongst all the workers.
Let no one make you feel less than your worth. Know your worth. Because when a husband knows that a woman knows her worth, it is the woman power and it last longer than beauty will ever last you

Harmonie Loko (Sade Farotade) Copyright 2010

14 thoughts on “Fight Between Husband and Wife” by sadefarotade (@sadefarotade)

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  2. Hmmm! Mama needs be careful the aions do not necesdvice she doles out: seemingly identical situations do not necessarily call for the same measures.

    That said; will let the married ones comment.

    1. Comment error. Mama needs be careful the advice she doles out. More like it.

  3. Okay…and the moral of the story is…? Weird advice.. As for your writing, you need to work a bit more on the dialogues. That said, Well done!

  4. This story really has me confused, i cannot figure out what the moral is , nor do i agree with mama’s advise, however an elder will always have their reasons. Good try
    more ink to your inkpot.

  5. Meena-Adekoya (@Olajumoke-Adekoya)

    i agree with Hajira1, the story is a tad bit confusing, apart from the many typo there in, the dialogue needs some work, cuz it starts out as a play and end up as a prose, i know writing can be volatile so i’m not judging i just think it needs some work, very good story, i totally get the morale of the story, its a girl power thing..or woman power…lol! very nice concept…

  6. Yeah, i was confused too. I may be wrong, but it felt like you rushed it a little bit. I get the point but to be honest, some parts of the dialogue seemed repetitive so I found myself speed-reading through. Not bad though.

  7. The previous comments already include everything i want to say. Will be good to see the piece after you rewrite it.

  8. i guess you just breezed through this piece,maybe going through it all over again will help.

  9. Emmanuella Nduonofit (@Emmanuella-Nduonofit)

    I agree with Mercy in the sense that your sentences weren’t well structured, and because of that, I think, I agree with cikko907, your story was rushed a bit. I don’t quite agree with Meena in the aspect of the story starting out as a play first, because there was no characteristics that made it one from the onset.

  10. What category does this belong? Somebody help me out on that. Apart from that I think it’s OK.

  11. Not exactly confusing but the structure can be improved a bit. The part dedicated to mama kind of overshadowed the other characters and the story line you had initially started to build. The end made it seem thta it was more about mama than the fight (and possible resolution?)

  12. urmmmm…….there’s really nothing extreme about the situation, it’s the normal fight married people have. we all understand women empowerment and stuff, but you don’t wanna leave your husband alone… grandma did…….wise women know how to handle their husbands and not to involve in-laws in stuffs like this.

    it started well though, was expecting something witty at the end….then grandma popped in….oops.

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