chapter 10

Ifeoma drove recklessly into her Parents' compound, she was fuming and her knuckles had turned white due to the way that she was gripping the steering so tight.She got out of her car and headed straight into her parents' home.

Her mom was shocked to see her and her dad just stared at her as if trying to decipher what she was doing there by that time.

"Good morning, mom and dad." Ifeoma greeted hastily and proceeded to go inside her room before her mom called her back.

"Ifeoma, where do you think you're going? What's wrong?" Her mom said.

"Mummy, I am f*cking tired of marriage! I'm not interested in it anymore, I'm tired of fighting for someone who doesn't fight for me! I'm tired of fighting for my marriage alone! I've had enough! Marriage is just a f*cking scam!" Ifeoma bursted out with anger, rage was coursing through her body like electricity.

"Don't you dare use the F-word in my house!" Her dad scolded sternly.

"Calm down, Ifeoma. Just sit down and talk to us. How would we know what happened and how to help you if you don't explain it to us?" Her mom said with worry.

Ifeoma sat reluctantly, took a few breaths in and out before she started talking,"Its my mother in law, mummy. I'm tired of that woman, I find myself including her death in my prayer points these days."

"That woman again? What happened this time?" Ifeoma's mom asked.

"Mum, she brought another woman into my matrimonial home as a wife for her son! Who does that in this century, just who? I'm so exasperated. She just derives joy in seeing me cry or moan in pain. She's that wicked! And you know who gives her a go ahead? Her son! My husband! He says absolutely nothing to at least caution his mom, nothing at all! He even tells her every d*mn thing that happens in our marriage and I mean everything! Sometimes, I feel like there are two women in that house, he acts like a woman a lot. I'm tired of his childish mommy's boy acts! I'm not going back to that house, mom, I'm going to divorce him!"

"Divorce? Is that the solution to all of these? That woman is going to win if you give up on fighting for what's rightfully yours. You'll be the loser, dear." Her mom said.

"Loser or not! I don't even care but don't have it in mind that there's a room for you in this house. Divorce is your choice, your business! And how many times do you want me to tell you that whatever happens in your matrimonial home should stay there. You shouldn't report your husband or your mother in law to us, these are the little things that ruin marriage!" Ifeoma's dad scolded.

"Dad, Fikayo is the one who really needs that advice not me! Despite all that I go through in that wicked woman's hands, I only reported her to mum once. Fikayo reports to his mom a thousand times! He even told her about me having another miscarriage." As if realising that she had slipped, she shut her mouth abruptly.

"Ifeoma, you had a miscarriage?!" Her mom exclaimed.

"And what do you mean by another miscarriage?!" Ifeoma's dad questioned shock, written over his face.

"I thought you've never gotten pregnant." Mrs Ogbonna, her mom said calmly.

"Mom, I took to your advice and kept certain things from you guys. That was my fourth miscarriage in three years, dad, the fourth! Each pregnancy does not last up to four months, non did. They just suddenly come out of me in form of thick blood, the fourth miscarriage happened last week." She explained.

Her mom stared at her in shock and disbelief while her dad just stared in silence."Those are not the kind of things you should keep away from your own mother, Ifeoma! Four miscarriages? Does that sound normal to you? I know you don't believe in spiritual cases and all that but don't you think this one isn't something ordinary? How could you lose four of my grandchildren and still be so calm?" Mrs Ogbonna snapped angrilly at her daughter.

She couldn't believe that her own daughter didn't think she needed to share something that sensitive with her.

"You talk as if they aren't my children. And I pray fervently these days, I even fast a lot. Our doctor said there's nothing wrong with my husband and I." Ifeoma said.

"I can't believe my ears! Peter, see what your marriage advice has made your daughter keep from us o. Ifeoma has killed me!" Ifeoma's mom shouted.

"Calm down, woman. Must you blow every single thing out of proportion? Meanwhile, Ifeoma, miscarriage or not, this is not an issue to be solved right now. You still have to go back to your husband's house. Your mother will see to your problem with immediate effect. All I know is that you are not spending a night in my house."

With that, Ifeoma's dad left them and went into his room. Ifeoma's mom followed her husband in after promising her daughter that she'll talk to him.

When Ifeoma saw that her parents were taking too much time in the room, she stood up to leave until her mom came out slowly,"He says you can stay."

TO BE CONTINUED...