HAPPY BIRTHDAY FIDEL CASTRO .. |
To any woman who suspects her husband of cheating, I implore
you - for your peace of mind, for your physical health, for your mental and emotional
well-being, and for the future, financial well-being of yourself and your children
too, find out if what you suspect is true. Don't speculate - investigate! I think
that was the mistake I made. I followed what I heard from Mrs. Aduko which was
wrong. The picture of Chloe and my husband stuck to my brain for a while but
with the presence of Johnson I believed they couldn’t do anything again.
I stopped all interactions that could spring between Stephen and
Chloe, and I made Johnson so comfortable. I didn’t intend cheating on Stephen with
Johnson, but I intend using Johnson to block their communication and help me
find out things on time. Now was my time to fight. I have kept quiet enough,
and a reply to those women and girls is a call right now.
I had a disturbed night because of the baby, thus the dawn
was my night. Stephen woke me up that he was going to work. Gave me a kiss and
left. I jumped off my bed and to my greatest surprise as I walked into the
sitting room, I saw my sister on her knees, talking to my husband. I hid myself
so well behind the curtains but in all concentrations I picked “please don’t let
my sister know and I swear I will not tell her also”. Stephen acted like a man not attracted to her, as he told her; that’s
the last time I want to see you there or hear you even talk to him. I didn’t know
what to do. Should I burst into their conversation or go back… one thought prevailed
over the others, I walked back into my room in assurance they cannot do
anything again and with these scene of apology I saw, it means something is
over.
It took a while for Chloe to come to the room. She said we
needed to talk. I sat up on the bed in attentiveness; I need to pay attention
to what she has to say. She started by saying she had done something erroneous
within the quarters, and she is not happy about it. She said one particular day,
when I was not around, Lt. Aduko came to the house to call Stephen for them to
go hang out at the officer’s mess, but Stephen was not at home. He said he was
going to wait for him, thus she opened the front door for him.
Chloe: He started talking to me and we played a little with
no objective. He drew closer to me with styles, and at a particular point he
held me close to himself, and started kissing me. (Chloe started crying as she
was saying this). He further pushed his hands into me, as all attempts to stop
him weren’t possible. I was scared of him and he was also stronger. I still
pushed until he stopped and he started apologizing. I told him to just leave,
but he told me he wouldn’t leave. After apologizing for a while, he invited me
to follow him to the officer’s mess. I didn’t agree to at first but with some persuasion
that I‘ve forgiven, I accepted. He bought a drink for me as we sat at one dark
corner, subconsciously I got drunk and he helped me back home.
She starting crying
again, and this time…… I held her close to myself. I knew the story at this time.
Mrs Aduko had mistook her husband for mine, and I need apologize to her I guess.
She wiped her tears and
continued the story,
Chloe: so after we finished doing everything in the sitting
room, he was leaving when uncle came in. I had run into the room to hide and
pretend I was asleep. I prayed he didn’t tell uncle what had happened to
between us. They entered again to drink and uncle came to my room to check if I
was asleep. I greeted him from the bathroom and told him his friend just left. I
couldn’t sleep; I was just on my bed thinking in intoxication. It was after a
while I heard a moaning sound in the other room and walking to the door the
noise increased. It was the sound of a sexual intercourse and as I opened to
observe, I saw uncle on a girl. A small girl for that matter; I wanted to talk
but, his shout gave a reproach I can never forget. The next morning started with
him apologizing to me, but sincerely he had not done anything since then. I kept
this a secret since, but I can’t keep it again.
We held ourselves and I
felt the bond in family again. I told her Mrs. Aduko knows about it but she
thinks you were having sex with Stephen so let’s keep this within us. I need to
confront my husband, but where did I know about this. I can’t be sleeping on
the same matrimonial bed that had been shared. I needed that bed to be changed
that day, but this man cannot go on like this and I
can’t start doing the same to calm him down. Before he came back our mattress was
outside the building. I was in the sitting room complaining of backache. I told
him I needed to see a doctor and told the doctor the mattress is too soft, thus
it’s causing a backache. He advised we should get an orthopedic mattress which
we did immediately. Before we slept I called Stephen and told him a dream I had…….
He knew something was wrong. Either someone has confessed to me or I was a
witch. Whichever way I didn’t mention names and didn’t react like it has
happened. It was just a dream. It sent chills round his body when I told him in
my dreams it all ended at his burial with twenty one shots in the air by the
army. Then I knew the only way out was with spiritual leverage
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Abdul : Happy birthday mr castro fidel but I guess that's not you real name . Have a blast.
ReplyDeleteOoooh, just when my bday has passed!
ReplyDeleteThis story feels so draggy and no 'Aha' moment. I'm just reading because I started it. I want a new story.
ReplyDeleteShe fucks, he fucks, their relatives fuck and so bloody what? The question I have is; who fucks the most? You mofos have made my babe start asking me all sorts of questions since I joined the defence academy. I'll surely have u executed. Cadet Jamalik
ReplyDelete@jamalik, do you fuck too?
ReplyDeleteCadet Jamaica I don't trust u too.
ReplyDeleteWaitin for the next part.....
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