I apologize for not writing sooner. A lot has happened since you last wrote. But that aside, how is Jamie, my little husband? I’m sure he would have started walking by now. And that your boss, hope he has stopped disturbing you. Most importantly, how is Nonso, your husband? Has he gotten the promotion you were hoping for?
My dear, all is not well o. Before you ask,it’s the same old story. My in-laws are at it again. They’ve refused to believe that I’m not a witch and that I cannot possibly eat up all the children in my womb. The doctor’s report means nothing to them. Kiki, these people will soon kill me. Am I God that makes children?
My mother-in-law is my arch nemesis. Just last week, she brought a dirty, illiterate girl to my house and introduced her to me as my ‘junior wife’. This girl,according to Mama, was from a family known for being fruitful. Guess what Tunde’s reply was. ‘Maybe Mama is right. We should try other means’. I almost threw up. You should trust me na. Immediately Mama left for the village I threw the idiot out.
As if that was not enough, Mama suddenly appeared at my shop one day and asked me to follow her somewhere. Of course, I had to drop everything and follow. That’s how she took me to a dilapitated house in the middle of nowhere. She said the solution to my problem was in there. You would think that by now, I would be immune to Mama’s tricks. I was shocked spitless to see that my ‘solution’ was a native doctor. To add insult to injury this man even asked me to bring hundred thousand naira to appease my mother’s spirit and that she was the one holding me back from having children. I turned to Mama and asked her if she was no longer a Christian. ‘What does Christianity have to do with the matter on ground?’ She asked. I jejely packed my bag and went to sit in the car.
This issue reached its peak yesterday when she brought three of Tunde’s uncles to throw me out of the house. She seemed to derive satisfaction in humiliating me. All the neighbors came out to investigate. Mama started narrating the story of how I bewitched her son to marry me and how I’ve been childless for five years. Kiki, I wept hot tears of shame and anger yesterday. Am I God? If I had the power to make children will I still be childless? It took the neighbors’ intervention to stop her from throwing me out on the street.
Our people say that when the Iroko falls, even lizards start to play on its trunk. Imaginethe maid offering to teach me how to get pregnant. I almost fired her on the spot but then I thought that it was not her fault. My situation has made me the laughing stock of the whole neighborhood.
Tunde’s fuse has been short of recent. He flares up at the slightest provocation, sometimes at no provocation at all. So I have to prepare his food before he arrives from work hungry and angry as usual. My love to your family. Do give James a kiss from me.