Episode 2
Dr Gideon’s Wife💔
It was hard adjusting to my new status(I wonder how newly married do that). For instance, someone like me, who serve the public and having a lot of admirers at work. Most of my patients were ladies and even as much as I try to concentrate, some would like to flirt with me.
“Can I have your number, doc?, It’s just to keep in touch”. They would request.
But it won’t end only in just ‘keeping in touch’ .
The young nurses too were not helping matters. They no dey use eye see single doctors like myself.
Doctor Gideon, may I come and cook for you?, doctor, when do you ever get time to clean your house? and do your laundry?…I can help you out with that, you know… doctor Gideon this,. doctor Gideon that…
But the latter groups, I try my best to avoid… I know I’m a bad boy, but I can’t have anything to do with my colleagues and besides, it’s against our policy.
Assuming, I was ready to get married,it would had been when I leave that city to a different location. There, I would build a new life. But, my mother won’t understand that.
I faced a lot of challenges. Like one evening I came home and found Tricia sitting comfortably in my living room.
Tricia was a lady I had picked some time ago. What I had in mind was a ‘one night stand’, but I didn’t know the girl had other things in store.
She started frequenting my house after then. She comes even in my absence and would cook me dinner before I would return from work. What would you have me do?, I eat.
I had tried using different body languages to let her know I am not a fan of steady relationships, but she wasn’t getting the signals. I had even gone as far as taking my key along with me to work instead of dropping it at the normal place, but that too didn’t change anything because she ended up waiting by the door until I’m home.
She gave me some break after I had sent David, my friend to tell her I was out of town and won’t be coming back anytime soon. And it was within that period that l got married.
I wonder what she is doing in my house with the tv remote in her hand. And where is Sandra?.
Speaking of the devil, Sandra stepped out from the kitchen.
“You’re welcome, doctor…She smiled, collecting my coat from me.
…. this aunty has been waiting for you since afternoon”. She was referring to Tricia.
She went in with the coat while I faced Tricia.
“What are you doing here?”. I asked, with my voice down.
“Why will you be asking me that?, after you excommunicated me?”. She was raising her voice.
“Shh, that lady in there is my wife”. I tried to calm her down.
She stood up and smiled.
“This guy, you just playing anyhow with me. she is your wife and so what?, do I look like I care?”. She was raising her voice louder now.
At this point, Sandra came out, regarded us for some time before going back to the kitchen.
I later succeeded in calming Tricia down.
“I promise to see you tomorrow”.
She hissed, picked her bag and left.
I went straight to the kitchen to explain things to Sandra.
She was already done cooking and was doing the dishes when I entered.
I stood behind her for a few seconds before I opened my mouth to speak.
“That girl is my ex, I don’t have any business with her any longer”. I had explained.
“I know”. She replied, not turning to look at me.
I waited for some time and when she wasn’t saying anything else to me, I went inside.
I had a meeting with Tricia the next day and after I apologized for getting married, we made up again.
” Next time, just call me and we book a room. My house is now haunted”.I joked.
This same incident repeated itself with two other different women. The last one even fought my wife.
I apologized to Sandra and promised it won’t repeat itself again.
“It’s okay, I understand”. She assured.
But I was surprised when I received a call from mom while at work the next day.
“Obinna, what is this I’m hearing about you?”. She questioned.
‘What did you hear?”. I asked.
“Someone told me , your girlfriends still visit the house, why is it so?”.
I knew instantly the ‘someone’ was no other than Sandra.
But, why would she do that?.
“Mum, whatever anyone told you about me is false, I’m the only one in the rightful position to tell you the truth. No woman has ever visited my house, you have to believe me”.
But, my mom had trust issues with any word that comes out of my mouth.
“Obinna, don’t you ever take advantage of that innocent girl, because I won’t take it lightly on you”. She had threatened.
How did I end up marrying a witch?…or is this what married people go through?, I no longer have the liberty to do what I enjoy and and as if that is not enough, she has started reporting me. I wonder how many more people she had told this same thing.
I got home very angry that night. I gave Sandra serious warning. I just did that to plant fear in her.
“Let this be the last time you call my mom to tell her sh!t about me”.
She didn’t try to deny. She just sat staring at me as I shouted.
And she never did again, even when I started spending more time in hotels than I did at home, she just kept mute.
She was always ready to welcome me with open arms whenever I decided to come back home.
“You’re welcome, doctor”.
“Can you just stop calling me that for a moment?…is doctor who I am to you?, do you not have any better name than that”. I had tackled her after I returned from one of my escapades one night.
“Sorry, but what other names should I call you?”. She asked.
“Just call me Gideon, it’s better than that”.
“Okay, doctor Gideon”. She said.
I hissed and went inside…. I wonder how long this would go on…
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