My Heartbeat Episode 8, Episode 9 and Episode 10

MY HOT TEMPER HUSBAND
Episode 8-10
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I was in the dark because Dayo had destroyed
my phone. I have everything saved on my phone.
If you are a married woman reading this and you
haven’t changed your status on Facebook after
marriage, I beg you in the name of Jesus Christ
to do that before you continue reading my story.
This innocent mistake had stolen my joy. Don’t
say “my husband understands”. It won’t cost
you anything to change it. Some men are not as
aggressive like Dayo but they are not happy
seeing their wife’s status still showing single or
their father’s name. This is Africa my dear
sisters. If you have not done your change of
name after marriage, go ahead and do it without
wasting time.
Dayo began to keep malice with
me even after I changed my status
on Facebook. I begged him to
forgive me for not changing the
status on time but he claimed he
had forgiven me but his attitude
never showed that. I became fed up
with his malice because of my
condition, so I moved in with mama
to look after me. Before I left,
I dropped a note telling him I
had gone to mama’s place. When he
got home and he didn’t see me,
he sent me a text, “come home
before I come there to force you
out”. I didn’t reply him, I
dared him to come and carry out
his threat. Mama knew I had
problem with Dayo but she didn’t
talk to me about it. I lied to
her that he is not always around
hence I want her to look after me
I forgot to tell you that mama didn’t go for her
medical trip again. Dayo cancelled it because I
made him angry. I had to tell a lot of lies to
mama on why she couldn’t go for her medical
trip again. Our moment of joy was cut short. The
Facebook status seemed to be the mistake that
triggered the slumbering giant of anger in Dayo.
All my attempts to make the giant go back to
sleep or die never yielded any result. Dayo’s
anger and aggression increased by the day.
True to his words, he stormed mama’s house
three days after. Mama, why did you keep my
wife with you for three days against my wish? If
you are a good woman, you should have asked
Kemi to go back to her husband. It is either she
follows me now or be forever married to you.
Like mother like daughter, he insulted mama with
foul words. I couldn’t take his insults against my
mother anymore, I didn’t know when my hand
went to his cheeks. I landed him a dirty slap. I
bet you if you were in my shoes, you will do
worse. I thought he will respect mama and not
slap me back in her presence but I was wrong.
He rushed me back with some slaps on both
cheeks. Mama stood and was speechless. You
monster, leave my house now, mama ordered
him out but he will not. Mama called on Musa,
the security man to come and take Dayo out of
the house. It became a battle between Musa and
Dayo. Our neighbour called on the police and
Dayo was arrested and locked up in police
custody.
Few hours later, he was released on bail. Right
from the police station he came in with two men.
Where is the car I bought for you? He stretched
out his hand towards me. I quickly went in and
brought the car key and threw it at him. He took
the key and drove my car away. With all that
happened, mama never said “I told you never to
marry this boy”. She kept encouraging me
everything will be alright.
Episode 9
His brother who came to pick us at the airport
called me to hear my own side of the story. I
told him everything that happened and he began
to apologize on behalf of his brother. Timmy,
this is beyond me. My uncle is already involved
and there is nothing I can do about it until
further instruction from my uncle. My uncle is a
no nonsense man who retired from Nigerian
Police Force four years ago. Without our notice
he had written to Dayo’s family to come for the
bride price they paid on me. He was ready to
refund back their bride price and keep me back.
A meeting was scheduled for the two families.
They reconciled us, asked Dayo to apologize to
me and mama. He did and I returned back home.
Unfortunately he had sold my car before I
returned home.
When I returned home, I became aggressive and
hot too. I needed to wear to put on that nature
to defend myself from the venom of Dayo’s
anger. He taught me how to shout back at him.
I lost my gentility and meekness. It was tooth for
tooth thereafter. We fought like almost everyday.
No moment of peace again in the house. We no
longer talked like husband and wife. It was
insults vs insults on daily basis. As my
pregnancy advanced, I stopped giving him
unnecessary attention. I focused on the arrival of
my baby.
He stopped eating my food nor coming close to
me. That never bothered me because I was
relieved. He also stopped giving me money for
upkeep. I reported him to our pastor and he
invited both of us for a counseling session with
him. I didn’t tell pastor the details of what Dayo
had been doing, I only reported him for not
giving me money again. The pastor scolded him
very hard and mandated him to make a transfer
into my account in his presence. He picked his
phone and credited my account with N55,000.
We got home that day and hell was let loosed. I
will make life unbearable for you in this house,
he threatened. You have the guts to report me
to the pastor, you slut of a woman. Only a
foolish man will call his wife a slut, I stylishly
returned his insult. Who is a foolish man, he
asked and was moving toward my direction. I
moved back and picked a scissor to scared him
away. In rage he went inside and brought out all
my credentials and set them on fire. I tried hard
to put the fire off but he pushed me away and
made me watch all my years of academic
sacrifices burn in a jiffy. Dayo, you are wicked, I
regret ever marrying you, I wept.
Episode 10
As I tried to come to realization of what Dayo
just did, it dawned on me that all my certificates
from primary school to the university were gone.
He won’t go away with this, I promised. I began
to target his own credentials too. He must
experience the pain of losing a lifetime
credentials just in a moment. For two weeks I
searched for his credentials but I couldn’t lay my
hand on them.
After much search, I laid my hands on them. He
hid them after he burnt mine. The heart of man
is so wicked, it took diligent search to be able to
discover where he hid them. At this time my
conscience had been locked up in hate and
vengeance. I took all including the photocopied
ones and burnt them one by one. You are free to
judge me, Dayo taught me to be this wicked. He
didn’t discover until two weeks later. Where are
my credentials? He screamed at me. This time I
was ready for anything, my heart was hardened
and cruel. I didn’t do as if I heard him. He came
close and grabbed me as usual to start beating
me, then I rushed to the kitchen to pick a knife
to defend myself. His anger this time was like
that of Simeon and Levi. He overpowered me and
took the knife from me. Beat the hell out of me,
stabbed me on my neck twice. He only stopped
when he saw me bleeding. He left me in my pool
of blood and fled. I managed to call on one of
our neighbours who came and rushed me to the
hospital. I was wheeled to the emergency wall
but it was too late. I lost my pregnancy.
From the hospital, my uncle came to pick me to
his house. That was the end of my marriage with
Dayo. He would have killed me if not for God
who saved my life. My uncle tried to get him
arrested but he was nowhere to be found. He
abandoned everything and ran to only God
knows where. Mama could not bear the agony of
my predicaments, she died few months later. As I
write this story, I live with my uncle and his
family.
I haven’t seen or heard from Dayo now since
five years. I will be 39 next month and I want to
move on with my life. There is this guy that have
been coming around, will you advice me to give
him a trial or just live my life in peace without
marriage again?
For my sisters out there yet to be married, I beg
you in the name of Jesus Christ to listen to the
voice of elders. Love does not cure bad
character. Before you walk into the isle, subject
yourself to deliverance if you have negative
inheritance. Dayo never did anything serious to
break the jinx of his grandfather’s excessive
anger. I was non challant about mama’s
warning. Mama, please forgive me from your
grave. I should have listened to you.
For my sisters living with a hot tempered man, I
understand what you’ve been through. Don’t
take it lightly, go on your knees and remold him
or else he will kill you someday. If he is not
willing to change, don’t stay in an abusive
marriage at the expense of your life. Your life
means more to Christ than your marriage. The
price he paid on your soul was too expensive to
give it away at the altar of uncontrollable anger
THE END