07/10/2018
"Baby, leave my breast let me watch this movie in peace na, you de rush the breast like say na shawarma wey you thief "
"Don't tell me that oh, when I married you, I paid for my breast too, besides eh, this movie I'm watching is not as interesting as what I am touching "
Oluchi almost choked with laughter
"Okay, just put your hand inside since it's scratching you, ashawo husband like you"
"See you forming good person, when night reach now, you be wriggling like someone under annointing. You that does not allow me to sleep in the night, you de run marathon like all these people for Ethiopia and Kenya "
Oluchi looked at Ken, pretending to be angry.
"So because I de try manage you, you de run mouth ba? No worry, no show for you this night, konji go kill you this night, bet me" she said stretching out her hands.
"If dem born you well make you try am. I will cry till the whole neighbors will wake up and ask what the problem is, I will tell them my wife does not want me to sacrifice to the gods "
She laughed hard again and gave him a mild kiss.
"Oya, see eh, just make me my favorite food na, by the time the meal is ready, I will be done with the movie "
Ken quickly runs to the kitchen and puts on his apron as he proceeds to make her favourite food, jollof rice and fried plantain.
Just then there is a knock on the door and Oluchi opens the door to welcome Jude, Ken's friend.
They exchange pleasantries and she tells him that Ken is in the kitchen.
"Kitchen?" he asked with a surprise look on his face.
"What is he doing there? "
"He is planting mango in the kitchen sink, ofcourse he is cooking " Oluchi said with a smirk on her face. She's never liked him.
"So your husband is in the kitchen cooking while you watch TV?"
Just as she was about to reply him, Ken comes out from the kitchen.
"Ken wassup, I was just asking of you, your wife said you were in the kitchen " Jude said with a grin on his face.
"You make it sound like its a bad thing man, how far na" Ken said.
Jude drags Ken aside
"But bro, this is wrong by all standards, how can you be cooking while your wife sits with the remote, watching TV? This isn't normal. This kind of thing cannot happen in my house na, a whole man like you, do you know how many girls used to rush you back in those days"
Ken wipes his hands on the apron as he shakes his head.
"Jude Jude, why did you come here sef? "
"I came to inform you that we will be meeting later at the club , I called you but you didn't take your calls,now that I have seen you on your apron, I'm not surprised "
"Jude my good friend, first thing first,I am not you and will never be you. What works in your Family might not work for mine and I don't even want it to. My wife cooks everyday for me so what's the big deal in cooking for her just for today? I am always with my wife in the kitchen everyday to help her out, and so you know, I wash my clothes and hers when I have the time and I don't leave her to do the chores alone. She's my wife, not my slave "
At this point Jude didn't know what to say, he just stood there like a dumb lunatic.
"Look Jude, no two marriages are the same, do what you like but don't kill Becca in the process. Have you seen your wife lately? She looks like a frustrated mad woman, so thin and almost invisible and you are here , forming man of the house "
Jude brings out his handkerchief and wipes his face.
"I won't come to the club today, infact, I won't come for a while.My wife doesn't like clubbing that much and since she gave up her modeling career to do business because of me, I need to let go of somethings too. I need to get back to the kitchen, my regards to the boys "
Jude hasten his steps as he walks out of the house.
"My husband my husband, double ration for you this night, correct man wey sabi. Infact you see eh, de go that kitchen, make I do u rush rush inside"😂😂😂😂😂😂
"Baby make I rush off the gas make we no do rough play burn house "
people alone and stop forcing your policies on them
works for you might not work for them, don't try to make people live like you except it's to make them better.
is a union of happiness, make your home a playground, not a war zone .
*Share the chores, don't call her a weaker vessel and still give her all the hard work to do*
