THE PERFECT WOMAN
My inlaws and my parents stayed with me for some time. Mummy was happy with my decision, finally, they prayed with me and left. After they left I couldn’t hold back my tears, I let the tears flow. I picked my Bible and read from psalms.
”I will lift up my eyes to the hills from whence cometh my help, my help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth, He said he will not suffer my foot to be moved. The Lord that keeps me will not slumber nor sleep”
As I read the passage I cried like never before.
Me: oh Lord am so tired, I am so weak, I am so exhausted. Father help me. You are the little hope I have left, without you, I will give up. Father help me. I am weak and weary, I have no strength left in me, I can hold on no longer. I give up in you oh Lord. I give up for you, Jesus holds me strong. It is time for you to arise and do something. Lord do something else I will faint. Please do not let me drown for I am drowning, oh Lord I am downing. Help me, Jesus help me I am drowning”
As I held onto my Bible crying unto my maker my door flung open. I thought it was mom or dad or any of my in-laws who forgot something, I raised my head up and he walks in. My husband dragging behind him her box.
Isaiah: Oh thank God you are there, come and take this box inside.
I tried to stand up and then I saw her, she walked in, Sophia. She was smiling. I was in shock. I didn’t understand what was happening.
Isaiah: Are you still standing there, I said come and take this box inside.
I dragged my feet because I was totally confused. I didn’t understand anything. I held the box but could not even pull it.
Isaiah: Make sure to take it to the bedroom, and if any of your things are still in the room please move them away as that room now belongs to me and my new wife.
Isaiah: Yes wife! (, turns to Sophia) come here, baby!
I watched as Sophia walked up to my husband and gave him a kiss right in front of me.
Isaiah: you know Sophia already, well she is my wife now. I married her today in her hometown. If you have any problem with that you can quietly pack your things and leave my house but if you know you can cope then stay.
I was just looking at him. This is just seven months of our marriage and my husband has changed so much.
Isaiah: I hope we are clear Daniella? Anyways I believe your silence means we are. Now take the box inside.
Without saying a word, I picked the box and filled it into my bedroom, then I began to pack my bags and clothes to the guest room. When I was done picking everything, I dropped my Bible at a corner in the room and I said a short prayer.
Me: Jesus, this is my matrimonial home and this is my bedroom. I leave you here in my bedroom, I cannot fight because am weak and exhausted, fight for me.
I turned and walked away.
I made up my mind not to come out from the room until they leave the parlor, I didn’t want to see Sophia. But I was so thirsty, I have tried to wait it out but it seems like they will never leave the parlor. And so I had no choice, I had to go and get water from the kitchen.
When passing through the dining I saw Sophia eating an apple. I didn’t want to say something but I just had to let it out.
Me: Sophia, why? why did you decide to ruin my life and my marriage? What did I ever do to you?
Sophia: I did not ruin anybody’s life o, I’m only living mine.
Me: Sophia you were my friend, my only friend, my church member, my choir member, my friend, my…….
Sophia: Please, please, abeg, enough of this my friend, my friend talk. Who nor like better thing? How old are you? You and I who are older?
Me: But Isaiah chose me, is it my fault that he didn’t choose you?
Sophia: He would have chosen me, he would have if you didn’t come from your useless youth service.
Me: But he wasn’t even close to you. He was closer to Marvis than you?
Sophia: Marvis, hahaha, that one does not even stand a chance.
Me: And you made it look like it was Marvis that was the bad person, you were using her phone and you were acting like it was her. You even came to me pretending to be a friend just to gather information from me.
Sophia: you already started suspecting Marvis so it was easy framing her up. After all, there was nothing to gain from drawing unnecessary suspicion to myself. The opportunity to have Isaiah came to me when Marvis had that accident, I had to call him to come. He came and I quickly saved my number on his phone as Marvis. Is smart, right?
Me: Sophia you are wicked!
Sophia: I know I am, but you are foolish, very foolish.
Me: Isaiah is my husband,
Sophia: And he is mine also.
Me: No he is not, he married me.
Sophia: And he married me too. I thought you heard him telling you that a few minutes ago.
Me: Sophia, my husband married me in church, before God, and before men. Heaven recognizes me as his wife, earth recognizes me as his wife even hell recognizes me as his wife, who recognizes you? Your parents, a few of your friends? Who else? Even his parents don’t know you. So my dear you are not his wife, you can never be his wife. Know that now.
Sophia: (angrily stands up and gives me a dirty slap) you are stupid. I am his wife and I am carrying his child and I will give birth to this child, his firstborn child, his heir and the one who will inherit everything he has and will ever have and at the right time we will throw you out of this house and then we will know who is his wife or not…
Me: Sophia you slapped me? Did you just slap me? (I raised my hand to slap her but something stopped me and I dropped my hand and walked away into the kitchen, I was there drinking water when I heard my husband screaming my name. He walked into the kitchen with Sophia who was crying deeply)
Isaiah: you witch, you want to kill my baby, you want to kill my wife?
Before I could have the chance to say anything a big slap landed on my face that sent me to the ground.
Isaiah: Now let me warn you, you must respect my wife in this house and you must do everything she asks you to do if you don’t want war. Do you understand?
I kept quiet.
Isaiah: do you understand? Answer me before I hit you again.
Me: yes, yes I do.
Sophia: Honey she has to apologize to me. After insulting and pushing me down she has to apologize.
Isaiah: yes! Apologize to her. Tell her sorry.
Me: Sophia, sorry!
Sophia held him as if they were new lovers and together they walked away. I quietly went back to my room and cried on my pillows.