Story: Where is the Guy I Married?…. Episode 2 (Written by Oyekunle Lizzy Oyebola)

The scent of our Rosemary perfume wafted into
my nose and I opened my heavy eyes.
Wow! Its morning already.
I knew if I checked the mirror, my eyes would be
hotter than fire. I didn’t even know when I drifted
into sleep. My husband’s odd behavior drove me
really crazy last night!
As I opened my eyes, I saw Dave standing
before the king-sized mirror knotting his tie.
He looked really handsome and the suit was his
perfect size! But his hair? His hair wasn’t
combed at all. Why?
God please help me to be the Proverbs 31
virtuous lady. Don’t let me chase my husband
out oh God! Give me wisdom. What do I know is
on his mind now? What will I do?
I sighed deeply and adjusted on the bed. I
cleared my throat because it had become croaky
from the last night’s cries. He turned back to
look at me. Then he faced the mirror again.
“Good morning” he muttered
“Good morning dear. I waited for you last night. I
didn’t even know when you came in. I am so
sorry for all that transpired last night. How was
your night?” I asked as I sat up. I was weak!
“Good” was all Dave said.
I stood up and walked close to him. He shifted
away from the way to avoid contact with me. I
looked into his face and really, he was avoiding
an eye contact. I didn’t want to start any
argument again.
I forcefully held his hand and he relaxed, still
looking away. I hugged him and he stiffened.
Our hug was like a lady hugging a pole. He
didn’t hold me, he didn’t say anything but I
heard his heartbeat. It was beating so fast. I
rest my head on his chest to comfort him.
What can I do for you little heart? I asked myself
softly.
Dave gently pulled me away.
“I am late” he said, walking towards the bed.
I went to my dressing table and picked up a tail
comb.
“Dave, if you don’t want my hand to touch you,
at least my comb can?” I asked him. He sat on
the arm chair obediently. I went closer and
combed his hair gently, praying as I did.
I remembered three days ago while I combed his
hair, he was saying
“Mummy, it’s painful.” Like a crying kid
“Painful ke! No o. you are the one that said you
wanted afro o. Now, you have it. Endure it. You
don buy job” I played along.
We had laughed over it that day. But today, the
silence was thick. It was as if a huge wall of
Jericho had been built between Dave and I.
>>
“Lovely Lizzy, I have missed
you. I am really sorry that I
made you cry and worried . But
the best I can do for you now is
to avoid you. I really can’t look
into your eyes now. Lizzy, I am
sorry” I thought as Liz’s
beautiful, soft hands worked on
the bush of my head. I felt my
heart so pained that it was
about to rip open. What is
happening to me?
>>>>
Just as I was about putting finishing touches to
what I was doing on his head, he stood up
abruptly making my hand to be suspended in the
air.
He walked to the table, picked his briefcase and
hurriedly, he went to the door.
He looked back at me where I was still glued to
a spot. He gave me a fake smile.
“I am late. Sorry” he opened the door and left. I
breathed out so loud I thought it would wake my
baby.
“Isn’t this Dave?” I asked myself.
I walked to the window side and saw as Adamu
opened the gate for him to drive out.
“We didn’t even pray together. May God’s eyes
never look away from you for once my husband”
I prayed silently.
I walked to the small bed, checked Blossom and
she was really sucking her thumb. I gently
removed it from her mouth.
“Blessed girl! Instead of sucking real food from
Mummy’s body, it’s your hand you want to finish
eating ” I said softly and pecked her forehead.
I picked up my Bible, went beside my bed and
knelt down to pray.
Everything around me needs prayers!
“God, thank you for giving me Dave. No matter
what happens, I love him so much. I am afraid
that he is going through some hard time now
that he doesn’t want me to know about. God,
tell me something. You told me to marry him. I
have done so. Then, don’t leave me alone in
this…” I was babbling on and on as I usually did
when I talked to God. I have grown to a point
where I have made him my friend. I love God!
He listens!
“Turn back!” he said and I did
“Stand!” My Spirit said again. I obeyed.
The only thing I could see was my husband’s
laptop. It was closed but was blinking on and
off. I felt peace that that was what God want
me to see.
As I walked towards it, my heartbeat increased
rapidly.
What is it oh Lord?”
“Daughter, my grace is sufficient for you” I
heard. I sighed heavily.
There must be something problematic in there!
As I walked to the laptop, I made the sign of the
cross, closed my eyes deeply before opening. It
was the browser that came forth. I relaxed and
closed the page. Then, I went to the Recent
Folder. It was his videos and some office
document that were in there. I checked his
video folder. It was just Joyful Noise, Let it
Shine, Akeelah and the Bee and the Madea
series that were there. I smiled.
My husband and black American Movies though!
What is it that God wants me to see then?”
I opened the Browser page again. I clicked down
the history cache and what I saw threw me off
balance into the armchair- Porn sites!
Dave? My David? My husband! Porn?! God
forbid! When did that start? How?
I started shaking
I closed the browser and stared into blank space
like a lunatic.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Not Dave! Not
someone I looked up to for spiritual guidance.
Not someone that preaches against all these
vices in church. Obviously not Dave!
I resumed my crying session. Whatever happens
should happen o. I am ready for battle between
us. I am ready to fight this. Why would Dave
cheat on me?
I felt he had cheated on me with a thousand
ladies he might have seen their nakedness. I
was pained!
If he had started doing this before we got
married, I will never forgive him for being
untruthful to me. If he just started, I will never
ever ever forgive or forget because it means I
am not enough for me.
“Liz…” the Holy Spirit called me in his familiar
tone but I waved the still voice off.
This is fire for fire!
No wonder!
No wonder he no longer found it interesting to
talk to me.
No wonder my naked body wasn’t appealing to
his eyes again.
My tummy had become bigger in his eyes and
the stitched spot of the cesarean session that
was done on my body when I wanted to give
birth to Blossom had made me disgusting to
look at!
No wonder!
No wonder Dave!
I thought i married a perfect christian fit for the
kingdom of heaven!
I thought I married someone someone that
would guide me through the heavenly way.
“Liz, take it easy… ” The Spirit spoke again.
I beat my lap to shake His voice.
“It seems the Holy Spirit doesn’t understand at
all.” I said to myself
Where is the guy I thought I married???
Somebody should talk to me please!
I wept so tirelessly!
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