chapter 4

It was after Fikayo was through with his mother that he went into his wife's bedroom. Immediately he entered the room, Ifeoma who was only lying down on the bed tired of crying acted like she was asleep because she did not want any form of conversation with her husband at that moment. She was too annoyed at him.

"Oma dear, are you asleep? It's only 4:30pm now, why would you be sleeping by this time?" Fikayo questioned knowing fully well that his wife was only pretending to be asleep, she is always fond of doing that whenever she wants to avoid any form of argument with him. Fikayo knows her too well.

"Okay o, where's my food o? The Jollof rice I should be eating now is burnt and you know how much I hate burnt foods, won't you get up and cook me another one?" Fikayo was too hungry to start an argument so he had to ask for what would stop the hunger which was his wife's Jollof rice.

Ifeoma who had forgotten that she was supposed to be acting asleep responded with fury,"You kept a cook in the house abi? Or isn't your best food Amala and Ewedu soup or whatever your mom called it? Go and call that stupid girl that your mother brought into my house to cook it for you now. Why do you want to eat a food cooked by a bad cook when your mother already brought a good cook for you? Biko, don't disturb me o!"

"But Oma, why do you keep allowing Mama's opinion to affect you?" Fikayo questioned while Ifeoma stared at him like he suddenly grew two horns on his forehead.

"Is that even a question? Really? How would you feel if my mother walk into this house to terrorize, insult and blaspheme you every time, ehn? But I trust my mother though, she has no such time, she's not as jobless as someone's mother!" Ifeoma shouted angrily.

"Don't talk that way about Mama, Ifeoma! You know I won't take that from you!" Fikayo snapped at his wife getting pissed off already."Just one bad word about your mom makes you spark like electricity yet your mom would say hundreds of bad words to me and you won't even flinch! Hypocrisy at its best. By the time I go out of this house for you and your mother ehn, you would just marry her since that's what she wants anyways!" Ifeoma said again.

"Oma, I don't have time for all these. I need to eat, please." Fikayo begged his wife.

"Then go into that kitchen and make yourself something to eat, I am not stepping a foot into that kitchen today, not today! If not for your mother that barged into this house with the motive to provoke me, that delicious Jollof rice wouldn't have gotten burnt!" Ifeoma concluded as she laid on the bed.

Fikayo shook his head and left his wife to cool her temper. Trying to talk to her right now will result into nothing, he walked into the kitchen that he had not stepped foot in for at least five months now to cook something but before he could even touch the gas cooker, his mum rushed in like someone that was being chased.🕯

TO BE CONTINUED...