COACHILLA

I was still devastated with the thoughts of Ifeoma and my husband David. After I watched the kids sleep, I strolled into the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. Just after I poured the milk in a mug, I felt someone was in the kitchen too. I looked back, quickly surprised. "Welcome madam." She said, almost stuttering. I slowly poured the hot water from the flask into the mug, stirred it a bit and sipped. Then I noticed a protruded stomach, she had tried to cover it with her handbag. "Are you pregnant Ifeoma? you look it." I asked in a soft tone. Her expression was in earnest. "Yes madam, didn't pastor tell you? I am pregnant for him, we are expecting a child." Her voice had a tremor in it, even though her face was bold and firm. Her words were like the score of a sharpened blade across my heart. I sensed the wound gape open even before she'd finished speaking. "You were sleeping with my husband while I was away?" ...

That morning, my husband David came to pick me at the airport. He was dry faced and tensed, very unusual. Other times, David would be so excited to come pick me, he would kiss me and hug me passionately, but now, everything became different. "You kept me waiting for hours in there." I said, gazing angrily at him. "Don't tell me it's traffic honey, today is Saturday." "I am sorry, I had to pick the kids from summer lessons, and then rush to church to counsel a few couples."He said soothingly. "you now prepare the kids for school, What happened to Ifeoma? she is the kids nanny." "And you are the Kids mom!" He Screamed suddenly. "you've been away from your family for 5months Ekom, the kids don't even talk about you anymore." David deliberately slowed his breathing in a bid to calm himself down. I was silent  for a while. my lips quivered, but David ignored that he saw tears glistening in my eye...

"Mummy, What Did You Do To My Daddy?" When Lizzy hung up the call, I became afraid as my heart fluttered. I felt like my problems got bigger by the day. "mummy, what did you do to my daddy?" Teye asked, as she gave me a leveled gaze. "Don't ask me silly questions!" I yelled. I was feeling so down and unhappy, nothing could calm me at that moment. There was heaviness in my heart. A combination of sadness, worries and regret. I wished I had a time machine where I could turn back to the time where this conflict all started. From when I left for America, to when I went to report David to the police. "mummy stop, we are home!" Mfon said shrilly. I sighed and took a reverse immediately. My mind had gone far in thoughts. ** That night, sleep ran away from my eyes. when I closed my eyes, all I saw was David brutally beaten by the rude police men. My thoughts were interrupted by my phone, and my sister Abigail was the ...

"The Kids and I Began To Pack Out Our Boxes and Food Stuffs From The Car" The kids looked out of the window as we drove into our new compound. "Our new house is fine mommy." Teye whispered faintly. "yes it is." I loved that the house was far from the main road. I loved that it was far from all the bright lights and noise, far from anyone who knew David. The estate securities were excitedly sociable. "Wehcome madam oh....yor shilren are too bitifu." they said excitedly in different tones as they opened the main "thank you." I said calmly. As we alighted from the car, the sight of our new house was peaceful and fascinating to look at. The walls were made of brisks. And they were coconut trees flanking on the front yard. The kids and I began to pack out our boxes and food stuffs from the car. "mommy, this place is far from school." Mfon broke the silence. "You won't be schooling there anymore...

I began to slightly calm down and nodding my head. I took a deep breath before answering all the questions the police men asked, my heart was beating like I was facing my worse fears. "Madam you say na this pastor dey disturb you?" the awkward looking police officer asked, he was holding David's photograph in his hands. "yes, he harasses me everywhere I go. last week, he stalked me at my daughters school." "na tiv him be." another police officer said. "no. na kidnappers dey follow people like that, when they know that you get fine motor, they follow you everywhere. " "madam, do you know the man or where he lives." another officer asked. "he is my ex husband." I said, my voice faltered as I brought my head down a bit. The police officers looked at me with their mouth wide open. "You mean am madam?" "yes. My ex husband " "so Una wan carry Una family affairs come statio...

Relationship psychologist explains how choosy you should be “it’s a good idea to have a checklist for fundamental things that will affect your ability to get on as a couple - but don’t be too fussy.” Here are some points to consider: An ability to make you laugh - this should be at the top of everyone’s list. Ability to get on with your friends - going out and socialising should never be a chore. Adaptable nature - can he compromise? Generosity - in terms of time and money A sense of adventure - it zaps boredom!

Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking Mother to move from rural hometown and spend her remaining years with us. Hubby's father passed away while he was still very young.Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide for him, see him through to a university degree. You could say that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a woman to bring hubby to where he is today. I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and round. As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother." Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to rest on his chest and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me into his pockets. Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back down, he woul...