My Sexcapedes Episode 24

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‘Honey! Honey!! Honey!!!’, I called my wife in distress.

But she wasn’t responding. She was very unconscious.

I began to panic. What has my mother done to my wife? I hope she’s not dead? I asked myself amid fear and panic.

On a keen observation, l noticed that my wife has actually passed out. I had to jerk her up straight to the car and rushed her to the hospital.

As God may have it, she was revived back after intensive treatments.

I asked my wife what happened, she couldn’t talk. She was just crying bitterly.

‘Honey, why do your mother hate me so much?’, she began amid tears.

I opened my mouth but nothing seemed to be coming out. I was speechless. ‘Baby m, I am sorry’, I managed to say.

‘Your mother wants to kill me. What have I done to deserve this ill treatment from her? Why does she resent me so much?’.

‘I am sorry baby’, I kept apologizing.

‘When your mother came, I wanted to help her take her bags inside, but all of a sudden, she sparked like an electric wire and started calling me names upon names. But at one point, I couldn’t take it, so I started talking back to her and the next thing was she used a stool and shattered it on my head. The severe hit came when I least expected it because I was very busy with the house chores when she took me unaware. I managed to drag myself into the room before passing out on the bed’, she said while crying.

‘Honey, stop crying please. I am very sorry for what you passed through in the hand of my mother,’ I paused. ‘Don’t worry, I will handle it’, I concluded.

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‘Honey, please don’t fight her. She’s your mother. I want you to handle this with wisdom. So that tomorrow, they will not say that I have turned you against your own mother. At least, let me suffer one — let me endure only the names I am being called.’ She pleaded after observing the anger in me.

‘Don’t worry. I know what to do’, I said. ‘We will be going home today’, I added.

‘I am not going to that house. That place is no longer a home but a he||’, she said.

‘Honey, but we can’t afford to spend yet another night in this hospital again. We have to go home’, I insisted.

‘I can’t go back to that house. Instead, I will go to my father’s house,’ she insisted.

‘No problem’, I said. ‘ Let me be going. I will come back in the evening to take you home. Meanwhile Phyna is coming to keep you busy,’ I said.

‘Bye. Just take care of yourself for me. But please don’t do anything stup|d,’ she said.

I left the hospital and drove home straight. The anger inside of me boiled intensively. How could my mother have done such a thing to my wife? Does she want to k|ll her for me? I asked myself while driving home. As a matter of fact, I managed to hide my anger from my wife because if I had shown her how angry I was for my mother or the action I intend taking, she must find a way to quench my anger. So it was better off that she didn’t stop me, at least, let me handle the situation my own way.

I arrived home, parked my car and dashed into the house like a wounded lion.

‘Mama! Mama!! Mama!!!’, I was shouting while marching into the house.

‘I hope that w|tch is dead. Tell me she’s dead,’ my mother asked immediately as I walked into the sitting room.

‘Mama enough is enough! You are leaving my house today, right now,’ I said while going into her room.

‘My son, are you sending me away from your house?’, she asked.

‘Mama, you have overstayed your welcome. Come and be going’, I said while taking her things to the car.

‘My son, I am not leaving this house until I break the charm that w|tch used on you’, she said.

‘Mama, nobody used a charm on me. Leave us alone, let’s enjoy our marriage..’

‘Marriage without anything to show for, is that one marriage? My son, I am your mother, I am here to save you from that w|tchcraft. Please allow me to help you’, she added.

‘Mama, I don’t need your help. The only help I need from you now is for you to leave my house. Please come and enter the car let me drop you off’, I pleaded with her.

After all said and done, my mother refused to go, that I should come and drag her out. So that it would be in a record that she came to my house and I dragged her out of my house. I talked and pleaded with her all to no avail. Then I was left with no option than to drag her out. Finally, I forced her into my car and immediately dropped her off at my brother’s house.

Meanwhile as all these ugly situations were unfolding, I always updated my brother. As a matter of fact, he was even the person that came up with the idea of me dragging her out of my house after speaking to her on the phone. My brother pleaded with our mother on the phone to leave my house and allow us to have peace in our marriage but she refused. So he was left with no other option than to give me the go ahead order but I should be careful not to go too hard on the old woman.

After dropping my mother off, I headed to the hospital to take my wife home. I told her we were going home but she refused. Then I had to break the news to her that my mother had gone but she didn’t believe me. It took me time to be able to convince my wife that I had sent my mother packing.

‘Baby, I hope you have not done anything stup|d?’, she curiously asked.

‘Not at all’, I replied.

‘Them what happened? How did you do it?’, she added.

‘I asked her to leave my house’, I had to lie.

‘And she left just like that?’, she asked.

I nodded in affirmative.

‘That’s a lie because your mother I know cannot just leave the house like that. Baby, tell me the truth. What happened?,’ she added.

‘I asked her to leave my house but she refused. I reported the situation to my brother imo. And without wasting much time, my brother called her on the phone and pleaded with her to leave us alone but she refused. So I had no other option than to drag her into my car and drop her off at my brother’s house,’ I explained.

‘Honey, was that really necessary? Is there no other way you could do it than dragging?’, she asked.

‘I have exhausted all other options. So dragging her out of the house was the last resort. Though I was very careful, don’t worry’, I explained.

‘I am so worried because the whole thing will fall on me. I will be the one on the receiving end. I will definitely come into the picture,’ she sighed. ‘Tomorrow now, I will be accused of being the one that asked my husband to drag my mother-in-law out of our house,’ she paused. ‘That’s why I wanted to go to my father’s house to stay for the meantime. Then I will be back home whenever she is gone’, my wife bitterly complained.

‘Don’t worry. I dragged my mother out of my house doesn’t mean I was violent per say. No, I handled it maturely. I was very careful with my actions,’ I had to explain to her to calm her down.

After all said and done, I was able to calm the disturbed and worried spirit of my wife.

At the end, we finally left the hospital to go home.

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Finally, my brother came back from his business trip. He wanted to return our mother home immediately by himself but Susan pleaded with him to allow her stay for one more week. It happened that Susan would be having a break from work so she wants to go with her to spend some time with them at home.

I happened to be the happiest man on earth when our mother finally left Lagos with Susan. It was breathtaking news to my wife also. At least, we would be free from her torments because after I have dragged her out from my house, my mother kept coming to my house just to torment my wife. Although I wanted to stop her from visiting me again but my wife insisted on otherwise.

Before my mother left Lagos, she threatened to report me to the Umunna(kinsmen) while my wife to Umu Ada(the association of indigenous daughters of our community) for the way we maltreated her. Though I waved her threat away because I knew it would hold no water.

One fateful day, something bad happened. My brother’s children, twins, were involved in a fatal accident. They were rushed to the hospital amid serious bleeding.

When my brother got the news, he called me immediately. In fact, we almost got to the hospital at the same time.

Meanwhile Susan had heard the news and was already on her way back.

But along the line, the twins were in shortage of blood and there was a need for urgent blood to keep them alive.

The father was called for blood donation to his children.

Then my problem compounded because I knew what was at stake. I watched in great panic as my brother moved into the donation room for the medical procedures.

But guess what ????

The worst finally happened ????‍♂️

TO Be Continued

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