Episode 13
Doctor Gideon’s Wife 💔
I looked up from the paper in my hand.
“This is a divorce paper oo”. I pointed out.
“I know”. She replied, nodding her head.
“Where did you get this from?”. I demanded to know.
“From my lawyer”. She replied, abruptly.
I wiped my eyes with the back of my palm, took another look at the paper and then, at her.
“So what do you want me to do with this now?”. I asked, to be sure she knows exactly what she was doing.
She sighed.
“Gideon, what else does one do with a divorce paper?, sign it, biko (please)”
“Do you want to divorce me?”.I asked, almost in a whisper now.
“Gideon, please, stop this emotional blackmail and sign this paper for me. This is not my own definition of marriage, I want out”. She was pleading.
I threw the pen on the table.
“I’m not going to sign this. Never!”. I said, holding back the tears, that was already building up in my eyes.
“It’s better you sign this paper now so we start the process on time”
“I’m not signing that”. I said.
She shook her head, snatched the paper from my hand and went back to the room.
I couldn’t believe it. I forgot to mention that before the arrival of our baby, , we did a court wedding and I was beginning to see that too as one of my mistakes .
That night, I couldn’t sleep. Sandra’s action earlier shook me to the bone marrow. She took me unawares.
What happened to her?, Why is she changing all of a sudden?. I was asking myself, as I watched her sleeping face at the other end of the bed.
Yes, I know I have wronged her but have we not gone passed that stage?. I wondered.
After that incident, her attitude towards me changed drastically. The only assistance she gives me was serving me food. I do every other things by myself.
I struggled so much to have my bath and put my pants on.
There was even a night I fell down in the bathroom while trying to climb into the bathtub. I screamed so loud but I didn’t get any aid.
When I finally managed to get on my feet, I stumbled out to the room and there she was.. standing in front of the mirror.
“Sandra, did you not hear me scream?”. I asked, trying hard to control my anger.
“I did”. She replied, nonchalantly.
“And you didn’t think it’s right to check up on me?”.
“You’re not a baby, are you?”. She asked, still not turning from the mirror.
I sighed and went back to the bathroom.
She made me go through so much pains during that period.
“You can call any of those concubines of yours to come and assist you”. She would always say, each time I complain about her attitude towards me.
Tears became my food day and night.
“Why are you doing all these?”. I had asked her one morning while she was getting ready for work.
“Doing what?”. She asked.
“You know what I’m talking about, why are you punishing me like this?.. this attitude of yours is killing me slowly”. I had cried
She turned to face me.
“I already told you what I want. Divorce me and let me go, before you die prematurely oo”
“But, why?, What have I done”.
“No, what have you not done ?, That is the correct question, what have you not done to me, Gideon?. Is it the rejection?, the neglect, the insults, the embarrassments, where do I start from?..you have done more than enough damage to my life, I want to be free, please”.
“But, I thought all these things are in the past now, I regret them all and I have repented, sincerely, or are you not seeing the changes?”.
“Changes?… she laughed out loudly.
… changes?, in who?, you?. She hummed.
Ohh, you think I don’t know your plans?…you think I don’t know why you’re calm. You think I don’t know that you’re only putting up this act because you’re on crutches?. Forget, I know you too well, Gideon, I know that once you’re fit now, you’re going back to your usual self…KING GIDEON FOR THE GIRLS”.
She paused for some seconds to get her sandals from the wardrobe, sat on the bed to put them on and then resumed what she was saying, but it was more like murmuring this time 👇
“When You’re fit , you will be jumping from one woman to another like a monkey, but if anything goes wrong, you carry yourself and come and keep for Sandra, Sandra that likes suffer”
She stood up, adjusted her skirt and left, dragging Emmanuel along with her.
I’m sure that was not Sandra speaking.The Sandra I married never talked back at me. An evil spirit must have possessed her, just to torment me.
I picked my phone to call David, though I had tried to cut all ties with him after what he did when I was bedridden. He came to the hospital in the company of three girls and they were busy doing the lap dance besides my sick bed, not minding that my mom and my wife were present there.
He didn’t pick up the first time but on the second attempt, someone did..a lady.
“Hello”. She said.
“Hey, can you please pass the phone to David?”. I requested
“David is no more, he died two weeks ago, this is his sister speaking.”. It announced.
“What?”, I screamed.
I wept. My closest friend is gone, my advisor, the one who always help me out anytime I found myself in a mess. I pray his soul find peace.
It was much later I learnt that a fight broke between his girlfriends at a club and one of them accidentally broke a bottle on his head. He died on their way to the hospital.
With David gone , I was left to find a solution to my problem all by myself. Sandra had already told me to either sign the divorce paper or die prematurely. I knew I have to act fast because I wasn’t ready to do any of those.
Final episode tomorrow
