Sugar coated tongue, but deadly like a viper…
Face look so tender and innocent, but heart is gall.
And just before I knew it, he found his way into my heart.
Hissing like a snake as he made his way fast inside.
Housed in between my delicate soul…
He begin to break.
How shall I tell my story?
That Ojadili is a woman beater.
He has turned me into a punching bag at the mercy of no one.
He is a lover to Asiri, the popular woman with the large waist and tiny head.
He is a lover to the black tooth girl, who sells sweet orange at Idundun market.
Ojadili is a lover to Odum’s widow, whose spirit is rumored to always roam the village at the dead of the night.
Yes, he is a lover to the same woman who fell into the latrine pit last eke market day.
Where shall I start?
How can I face father?
Because of Ojadili I pushed him out of my way.
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His eyes was filled with tears but I was so in love that I hardly care.
Because of Ojadili, I called Mother a “Black witch”.
I left the house and elope with a stranger…
I am a prodigal.
I remember now, the suitors I had rejected because of the same man that ruined my life.
Ikenna, the successful farmer I called a “Pig”
Ekene, the young rich welder, who always bring to the house fat parcels, I poured hot water and called a “Bad fortune”
Seething with anger, Father had muttered a curse.
Ikenna is happily married to Uloma, the hunchbacked girl who in no way can be compared to me, in terms of beauty.
What shall I do?
I lost the game after all…
I agree now, that a good game is easy to play but hard to master.
I wake up one morning and noticed that Ojadili was not in the house.
I wept bitterly.
He had told me the night before that I was a fool after all, for running after him.
He told me that he chase after girls for a living…
What madness?
I found out two weeks later, that he had eloped with Adaure, the daughter of the notorious bar woman.
Regret and sorrow had eaten deep into my marrow…
I did not only Insult and fought my beloved parents who had sacrificed a lot for me.
I did not only disgrace myself…
I did not only reject promising and responsible suitors…
But I have something growing in my tummy.
I am carrying Ojadili’s child.
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