[COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)]Hataki kuadmit alilala na SiL. He was just a bystander and all bad things started happening to him
[COLOR=rgb(41, 105, 176)]From The inbox.
"Bwana VC, ficha ID kabisa… that story of Asad Khan has disturbed me. I am a hardworking guy who has been married for 6 years. We were madly in love and even did everything together. My wife was a stay-at-home mum for the first 3 years as she nursed our daughters. Then the 4th year, she got a job at an NGO. Si unajua vile NGOs inalipa Poa. Wueh
Wacha madam akaanza kukuja home vile anataka. When I asked, shed either go quiet a whole day or hata anijibu vibaya. She started having random out of town trips even for a week saying she was on projects.
Kama mwanaume, i vumiliad my issues ndio watu wasifikiri nimeshindwa kuchunga nyumba.
Mind you, she got a promotion and earned almost double my salary but other than our daughter’s clothes, i continued paying all bills alone. When i once asked her, she told me that no new mouths had been added since the days she was jobless. Anyway, months ago we lost a colleague at work and we met as a commitee every day for a week in town after work to plan his burial.
I would not find food. The house girl was ordered not to even make me tea. In my own house. Anyway, we traveled to bury our colleague in kakamega the following weekend and since it’s far and we were organising the funeral, we spent three days away in kakamega.
When I returned to Nairobi, tired and still wondering what was wrong with my marriage as I had never even cheated once since nor disrespected her, In fact I always tried to stay out of her way… She stormed the bedroom asking me where I was that weekend.
The hell? She knew I was in a funeral. She saw the funeral program on the table, in fact I was a speaker representing our office. She was aware cos she knew the deceased.
But wapi! She yelled at me that i was cheating and suddenly threw a hot iron at me. It missed. I ran out of the room warning her not to do it. She followed me outside and I decided to get into my car to go to my cousins house cos I was unaware what was happening. As I was reversing, she threw a stone kwa gari and cracked my wind screen.
I stayed out of my house two days then she texted me she was sorry. That ni stress ilimsumbua.
I went back and convinced her we go for counseling and we saw our pastor together. Things became better but after 2 weeks, matusi na cold war.
One day, she slapped me because I took a call from my younger sister who was traveling for further studies. I grabbed her hand, and held it firm. We literally walked to the police station which is about 300mtrs away. I told them they either weka yeye ndani because I was going to beat her. I told them everything . The OB officer started laughing at me and called others waskie ‘stori’. An inspector lady came from huko nyuma and called my wife by name… *Nancy, huyu ndio yule ghasia anakupiganga?
She turned to me and told me she had heard a lot of things about me and that one day watanikujia.
My wife said nothing but smiled. Nikitoka huko.
I literally moved out of my house and im in the process of annulment. The reason I didn’t beat her was that statement by the cop. No one would care that it was in self defense. Ningechomwa.
Kama singekua na nanny cam kwa nyumba, her defense team would have had me for lunch.
I just want to say, today is another day where in your free time, spare 14 minutes to fear women."