Story: Where is the Guy I Married?…. Episode 1

Episode 1
“Wiiiiiieeeeeeennnn,
wieeeeeeeeeeeeeeen,
wieeeeeennnnnennnn” my baby’s cry
geared on and on.
“Jesus, please stop her. Please calm her
down. What do I know is wrong with her
now?” I kept muttering to myself as I sat
up and held my three month old baby in
my arm. She was crying profusely.
Tears dotted her face like little puddles
of water. She doesn’t want to be
appeased. She refused to be breastfed
too. What shall I do?
I climbed down the bed and danced
around while singing lullabies for her
but instead of being appeased, Blossom
kept crying.
“Is it her diapers?” I asked myself. I went
to her wardrobe and brought out another
diaper. I went back to the bed, sat down,
removed all of her clothes and off I set to
the bathroom.
After giving Blossom a warm bath, I
came back to the bedroom to dress her
in another light, comfortable sleeper
after applying sufficient powder on her
body and enough oil on her scalp. Yet,
the cry continued. I was frustrated.
I brought her close to my bosom as I
raised my blouse but her little hands
pulled my blouse down meaning “I don’t
want your jugs!” She cried the more!
We were in the hospital that very day
before for the ante-natal. The last
vaccination was not like this o! Though
she cried it was not as bad as this. This
incessant cry, I have been told to
anticipate but I didn’t expect it would be
this much. I eased the blouse she was
wearing and checked her small shoulder
which was the ‘venue’ for the substance
causing my baby’s discomfort. I rubbed
it over and over again. She cried the
more. I put my baby down, knelt beside
my bed and cried!
Is this how motherhood thing is? God,
this is unbearable! I cried and cried.
You might be thinking, where is your
husband? Is your baby fatherless? My
dear people, no! My husband is alive,. He
is safe and sound.
All the while the drama unfolded, Dave
slept so beautifully as if nothing was
happening. My baby’s tears and my
own- everything was in his ears like
lullabies urging him to sleep on.
This was not the man I married!
When I just got married to him, my
sleeplessness made him sleepless. When I
turned on my side on the bed, he would
wake up, no matter how deep his sleep
was. He would cuddle me and sing into
my ears till I fall I asleep but now, he
just didn’t bulge.
He turned in his sleep and sat up. I
looked at him and shook my head.
“Dear, are you just…” I was saying when
he shut me up.
“What’s the noise about?” He asked, still
very sleep-drunk.
I looked at him very intensely, my heart
beat rising so fast. Can’t he see my tears?
Can’t he see that I need a word of
encouragement?
“Are you crying?” he asked, yawning,
scratching his head and looking away.
My already swollen heart ripped open
that I cried aloud.
“Dave, where are you? What is
happening? Where is my husband? What
has happened to us?” I cried on and on.
He shook his head, let out a brief hiss,
came down from the bed, picked up a
pillow and out of the room he went!
My cry stopped abruptly!
“Is this a dream?” I asked myself
I couldn’t hold it anymore. I tucked my
already dozing baby in her small cradle
and jumped out of the room as if being
pursued by a jackal!
Dave was on the settee, supporting
himself with the pillow and some other
throw pillows. He was snoring! He looked
so unbothered.
One spirit told me to slap him awake, the
other told me ‘Liz, take things easy’ I
obeyed the latter, walked close to him,
knelt down beside him and tapped him.
“Ohhh, Liz, what’s it? Its midnight. Sleep!
If not, let me sleep!” he said.
‘I won’t cry!’ I told myself. I called my
Spirit, Soul and Body to let’s fight the
battle together.
“Dave, what’s wrong? You couldn’t hear
Blossom crying so heavily. Could you?”
“Of course I could. But you know, cuddle
her, sing to her, do everything. She
would sleep”
“yes, I have tried everything but they
didn’t work. I think it’s the vaccination
that is the cause.”
“Well, if it didn’t work when the mother
tried all, would it work if I tried? Liz, try
to be reasonable!” He said. I blinked so
hard to avoid my tears from falling.
“You could still show care Dave. You are
supposed to show me care” My eyes
failed me as I started crying again. Dave
hissed!
“See Liz, this cry is irritating! Grow up!
What’s the difference between you and
Blossom? When a grown up tries to
behave like a baby, she becomes an
imbecile!” he blurted out. I sat on the
cold tiles, picked one of the throw pillows
and I started banging it on the floor
thinking the experience would wake me
up from my slumber. I felt a sharp
headache.
“Dave, I have lost you! Jesus, I have lost
my husband!” I cried out over and over
again.
Our marriage is only a year old. What is
happening? Those times when I was
pregnant and I was acting a kid that was
sobbing, he would cuddle me and call me
“my baby with my baby” while he wiped
my tears. Now, this isn’t even an act and
it irritated him. It didn’t pain him, it
didn’t concern him! What has suddenly
come over him?
He had been behaving weird and absurd
for many days now but now it’s getting
out of hand.
I went close to him and sat beside him. I
held his hand which he reluctantly
allowed. I sighed at this.
“Dave, please, let’s pray. I can sense that
something is wrong.” I said. He threw my
hands away, hissed and stood up.
“Don’t bring in prayers into something
like this. Why are you being illogical? If
you can’t let me be, I will leave the house
for you” he said, wore his slip-ons and
walked towards the door.
As he was about to open, I blocked him.
Where is he going to? It’s just few
minutes to midnight. This night? God
forbid!” I thought to myself.
I looked into his face and my heart
yearned for my husband, but his eyes
scared me. They were red as burning
coals. My heart started racing.
I cried out as he caught my right hand
and pushed me off his way into one of
the arm chairs. It was so painful.
The key turned twice and the door
opened. There was a loud bang as he
closed the door behind him.
“Jesus! This can’t be your will right? But
you told me it is Dave and no one else.
That was why I said yes. You did! What’s
it now?…Oh God!”
I could cry no more. The veins at the
sides of my head were thumping to the
extent that the noise disturbed me! My
head was banging as if yam was being
pounded in it. I was exhausted. My nose
was blocked! My eyes were heavy.
Where is my caring, loving, prayerful
and peace-loving husband and father of
Blossom? It’s obviously not this monster!
Where is my husband? Can someone just
tell me his whereabouts?
TO BE CONTINUED…

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