“Women are really going through a lot. I respect them”

I was not really open to the idea but because our house was built by both my wife and I, I had to reluctantly agree to her request.

My wife pleaded with me to help her pick her dad from the park since I was at home and she was at work. It sounded weird to me but I reluctantly obliged.

“Didn’t you go to work today?”. My father in-law asked on our way to the house.

“No papa”. I said. I wanted to explain to him that I only go to work when I’m awarded a contract but decided not to stress myself explaining.

“Hope you are not one of all these lazy men in Abuja who depends solely on their wives?”. Papa asked.

I got so infuriated by that statement but managed to keep a straight face. I was so uncomfortable through out the drive home.

Luckily, few minutes after we got home, my wife returned back from work. I couldn’t be happier. I was so worried of been home alone with my father in-law.

Daughter and father exchanged warm embraces and pleasantries.

I continued with my video game in the seating room.

“Papa let me go fix you something to eat”. My wife said.

“Can’t your husband at least help with cooking since he has been home all day? You just got back from work, you should be resting. He should be useful to you in one way or the other”. My father in-law said.

I gave him a bombastic side eye. I was boiling.

“What does this man take me for?”.

The painful part was that my wife didn’t say anything to defend and massage my bruised ego. She just laughed out loud and made way to the kitchen.

“How could she laugh in a situation like that?”.

My wife called me to join them for dinner but I bluntly refused. She tried to pet me but I turned her down.

I watched her and her father eat happily. She wasn’t even bothered that her husband wasn’t eating. I sha kept calm.

My father in-law kept on picking on me the whole evening. I had to angrily go to the bedroom to avoid his wahala.

That night, she stayed with her father chatting and gisting till past midnight.

I just sat patiently in the bedroom waiting for her.

She joined me in the bedroom and tried kilîssing me goodnight as if nothing happened. I pushed her away from me.

“When is your father leaving again?”. I asked frowning.

“Where’s that coming from?”. She asked surprised.

“Can’t you see how he’s treating me in my own house? I can’t condole such nonsense at all”. I said angrily.

“Interesting”. My wife muttered.

“Is that all you have to say? Are you going to stay calm and watch your dad disrespect me?”. I fired at her.

“What did you do all these years that your family especially your mom treated me like trash?”. My wife fired back at me.

I kept quiet.

“What did you do when your mother turned me into a slave during her last visit? She humiliated and disrespected me. She called me “good for nothing”. She called me all manner of names. What did you do? All you did was tell me to overlook her behavior”. My wife said.

“I never knew you felt this way. I didn’t know it was this humiliating”. I said with a calm and sober voice.

“My father haven’t even done half of the things your mom did to me and now you are shaking”. My wife said.

I couldn’t say anything. I buried my head in shame.

“Women are really going through a lot. I respect them”.

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