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     Death, such an inevitable thing. It just comes to take and leaves it messy trail in our lives. Who knew that at the age of 23 I would be an orphan. I haven't being eating properly because I'm so depressed, it's being six months now since we buried them together in our hometown. My husband has being the only one there for me, he's kept me going for these past months because a lot of times I've thought of commiting suicide so I can join them and we would be together in peace.


     Unfortunately, I've been talked out of these suicidal thoughts severally by my husband. Meanwhile we are currently seated in his office while he reads my father's will out to me. "Sylvia, you need to stop spacing out. Are you listening to what I'm saying or not?" I was suddenly jerked out of my inner thoughts when he shouted at me. "I'm sorry, I've being thinking too much lately. I'm a bit stressed out." "Look, the least you can do is to listen to what I'm saying. It's very important,"he said looking at me intensely.


     To say I was surprised was an understatement because he has never raised his voice at me. "As I was saying, before you miraculously turned into a zombie. Now that your parents are late I'm the one in charge of their possessions and everything concerning them". At the end of that statement he made, I was boiling with anger. It took me back to the time my dad and I had a huge argument on the issue concerning I being immature.


      "You shouldn't bring up this topic now, you know how I feel about it. I just lost my parents this shouldn't be an issue." "It's been close to a year they died. Of course we should talk about this, they are dead and never coming back. Face your reality Sylvia." "How dare you say such nonsense to me, I na pu ala. Ovie never in your life should you talk to me in that manner again." I said while pointing my finger at him.


     At this point I didn't care if he was my husband, he doesn't have the right to disrespect my parents. "Don't you try to point that nasty fingers of yours at me again, are you listening? or else I'll slap the taste out of your mouth," he barked while raising his hand at me. "If you think say dem born you we'll try am first. You'll see the other side of Sylvia Okonkwo.


2 MONTHS LATER
     Finally, something to bring peace and happiness to my marriage has come. Unexpectedly, my husband changed overnight into a stranger, he's not as loving and caring as before. Every little single thing that I do whether good or bad gets him angry, he's being so distant and he's hardly home nowadays.


     I feel like my parents death really hit him badly that it sent him to a bad place because he sees them as his own parents since his biological parents are no more. There's being constant fights and arguments going on between us and I'm sick and tired of it. Hopefully with this wonderful news everything would be back to normal.


19:30PM
     "What do you mean by you're pregnant Sylvia, why the hell are you talking about?,are you out of your mind?"Ovie ranted looking at me with bloodshot eyes. Obviously he's being drinking and it's best I don't infuriate him anymore. I honestly wanted to share this good news with him thinking he would be happy.


     "Come to think of it when last did I sleep with you?, I would never think of doing that in my right senses." "How can you say such a thing?, are you trying to say that my child is a bastard, don't you dare accuse me of cheating because you are the only man I have ever known in my life and you know that." "Did you just raise your voice at me Sylvia?,are you stupid?"


     I didn't see it coming at all, if I did I'd have tried my best to avoid it but unfortunately I didn't. For the first time in history story my husband hit me. "Ovie how can you do this to me?,you just punched me and you've never raised your hand on me". Looking at the tip of my fingers I saw blood because I held my eyes after the punch. "Well there's always a first time Sylvia, get used to it because it's going to be happening frequently if you keep raising your voice at me".


     "I'm so disappointed in you Ovie, how can you possibly hit your wife and I'm pregnant with your child". "If you say you're pregnant one more time I'm going to beat you like an animal, I promise you". "You can't do any-". Before I could finish my sentence I received another blow to my stomach, countless of blows were sent to me that I lost track of them. All I could see was my blood on the floor, it was scary.


     I begged and cried but it all fell on deaf ears, I realized that I married a monster. A man that finds pleasure in beating his wife, a man who has no human feelings or sympathy. "Please Ovie put that knife down, you'll harm me with that". "Of course darling that's the whole point, I'm just teaching you a lesson. So why don't you be a good girl and stay still while I be creative on your back". " I beg you, please don't do this".


     It's like he was pushed by an evil spirit because he took that knife and pierced the skin on my book. Never in my life have I experienced such pain like I did and from that day onwards just as he cut me he triggered a part of me that I didn't know was there.


     Pain, pain that's all I feel whether physically, mentally or emotionally it was all there. During my pregnancy everything was in shambles, I was highly malnutritioned that I'm surprised my baby still made it into this world. "You need to sign these papers Sylvia it's of upmost importance you do" Ovie said while throwing some papers at me on the hospital bed. Why can't he just let me rest for once.


     When I see my baby and I have him in my arms I'd leave this marriage as soon as possible. "I need to see my son before signing any papers, please where is he?" "Let's make a deal okay, you sign these papers and you see your son. Agreed?" I looked at him suspiciously, I know that signing theas papers is a trap but I'm helpless because he has the resources and power to take my son away from me and I can't afford not to see my precious baby anymore.


     "Fine I'd sign them, please just let me see him." I took the pen and I signed them but when I looked up and I saw the maniac smile on his face I knew I was doomed and I made a wrong decision. "Perfect, now we are communicating and cooperating very well Sylvia, I'm sorry I forgot to mention this but you'll see him in the next two days I promise." "What!!!" I should have known that he shouldn't be trusted but I did it for my son.


2 DAYS LATER
     "I want to see my son, you promised me I'd see him in the next two days. Besides it's high time I and my baby leave this hospital." "Oh yes I did promise you, I'll be right back with him." Finally I get to see him and hold him in my arms for the first time. I honestly can't wait, I'm sure he looks like me because I don't want him to have a trait of his useless father. "Here is your son, are you happy now?"


     "What is the meaning of this, this baby isn't alive, he possibly can't be my child. You promised to bring him to me not to give me a dead child." "Oh! how forgetful can you be Ovie, your son had problem breathing so he didn't make it" he said while scolding himself jokingly. "That's a big lie, he was perfectly fine when I gave birth to him. I heard him cry out loud." This can't be happening, I've lost my parents and now my son is supposedly dead within two years.

Translations

I na pu ala - are you running  mad

If dem born you well, try am first - If you were born properly then try it

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Who knew Ovie would be so cruel but oh well let the drama begin
Muhahaha

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