Reminisce

Finally, she is here......she is a witch, she killed her kids and husband because her husband is rich......eh eh eh, look at this stupid woman, she has killed my brother, just because my brother refused to give her that super market to manage, all these things is what i got from loving and getting married to the man that made life worth living for me........... Bose is my name, i am 28 years old...i graduated from University of Nigeria, Nsukka as a med. Lab scientist..i met this wonderful man in a church mass at independence layout, it was love at first sight...he loved me so much that i was scared of being deceived or dumped..he took care of me financially, emotionally and spiritually...i thought i was a christian but he was an epitome of Christ himself, i was highly impressed by him..I will never forget the day he came to see on a rainy day, his car broke down at our school gate but he came to the hostel just to see me without minding the heavy rain fall, his clothes was dripping and i felt embarrassed and happy or should i say surprised.''how can a full grown man like this leave his office just to visit under this heavy rain fall,in my mind i was the most luckiest girl in the world but as a lady, i don't have to let my feelings show", he is the best guy that i have ever met, that was the day i fell in love with him. Time rolled to months and months rolled to years but i didn't care to know about his family background, till when i went for service...i was sitting down at corpers' lodge when i saw two black jeep, i was like "wow", i guess it's one of these politicians that is dating my neighbor but lo, i was mistaken it was my boyfriend and his friend, he came to visit me, he ran towards and carried then he whispered into my ears "Baby DO YOU MIND STAYING WITH ME FOREVER?", i was blushing then he brought me down, gave me a lasting kiss that took my shyness away from forever and gave me a diamond ring, it was my engagement ring,he introduced the guy to me as noel, my driver...it was the happiest day in my life, i was the happening babe in the lodge, after i passed out, we went to see his parents and they loved me and the siblings appreciated me irrespective of my tribe. After a year, i had my first twins at London, that was when the jealousy came, the sister was asking why i should have my first baby in London when there are specialist in Nigeria, it really took my husband time to convince her that i revolted but he convinced me to do it because he wanted to be with me while i give birth since he is in a convention at London..we were living happily like two teenagers in love, we shared everything and he was like my right hand, i have never felt his absence since we got married and his action towards me made me swear that my baby girl will marry an igbo man cos i am not regretting marrying my husband...my sister envied me because i married the best husband in the world..we loved our kids and we take turns in watching them sleep or sometimes cuddle them together.The marriage was made in heaven and i was enjoying it. On 16th of July, i received the most shocking news of my life, my Husband and my kids are in the hospital, i rushed to the hospital from my place of work and they said i can't see them till evening...i went home prepared my husband favorite, {would believe my igbo husband that has never lived in the western part of Nigeria loved amala ati ewedu}, i came back in the evening, met my husband on the bed and my angels were in coma, i didn't want to tell my husband because i don't want him to die of heartbreak.. he said he wasn't hungry that all he wanted was to see me and i shouldn't live his side for any reason, that was his cliche but he meant it then, he refused to eat, i was there gisting with him till he slept off..inside i was crying then i left to see my angels only to find out that they were dead, i screamed and fainted. Opening my eyes to see my mother, i asked what she was doing here and she said the doctor called and i have spent two days with opening my eyes, she said she have been taking care of my husband, so i got up from the bed and ran to my husband's room, he was awake i ran into his arms and kissed him, the he said he was tired and slept off. In the evening, when i came to see him, he was looking pale then i kissed him and asked him why he didn't eat his food, he said he wanted to see me, i bent towards and kissed him slightly then he asked me to call the doctor, as i was about leaving he said he didn't want me to cry and i asked him why, then he requested for a favor which i promised to do, he said i should place his his head on my laps, i was surprised but i did that, he asked me to look into his eyes which i did then he said he wants to die looking into my eyes......tears was just rolling down my cheeks then he smiled and slept off..i laid him in bed and called my mother, she said i should call my husband's lawyer and i called her then she said i should come to her office....i was in her office when the doctor confirmed him dead. she was the head of WACO, she is a female right's activist so she told me what to do and promised to see me through during the burial and she will make sure nobody maltreats me during the burial. Few days before the burial, my husband's people have started requesting for his properties and even asked me to vacate the house...i kept calm till the burial, the normal rites of me having my hair cut though i wanted to do it, if possible die along with my family but sometimes we just have to let things be the way they are...my husband's people accused me and said some things to me but none of them could lay a finger on me because of my husband's lawyer .i just try to remain calm like a still water, meditating on the past memories..i miss my husband and i have never seen a man like my husband till date and i promised him that i will not kill myself and i will not marry any of his relatives.....though i am rich, i can never forget the man that showed me loved and i made a promise to myself that i will never marry another man because no man can be like my husband...He is the love of my life and source of happiness. For all the widows in the Nigerian society especially widows that are being maltreated in their late husband's family can go to court and seek redress or meet any women's right activists like WACO so that they can help them out. it's all about you