Simon and I have been dating for about 8years....eight solid years, never had a break inbetween, not that the journey has been smooth. We fight at least every 2hours....but we make up almost immediately. We never go to bed without setting the records straight. Simon proposed to me like 3years into our relationship...ofcourse i said yes! He asked me to move into his 2bedroom flat in the heart of Abuja....the part of Abuja some people won't accept is Maitama. Anyway, we live together in Maitama.....he works at one of the big banks in Nigeria and is well paid. Every weekend, Simon takes me out and shops for me at the most expensive stores in Abuja. He caters for my every need and is such a gentleman......till I started working!
February 7th, 2012, I got a job as an Executive Manager at one of the Telephone Service Providers in Abuja with a whooping take home pay and an official car. When I broke the news to Simon, he was more than happy and even taught me how to drive in a week so I could drive myself to and from work. Initially, the whole shuttlinng between work and house chores were telling on me, but I managed to adjust to the changes. I cook for Simon every morning, and prepare lunch too when he has no time to go eat out...yes! I use my lunch time to prepare his lunch and end up tired and hungry because I have to rush back to work after sacrificing my lunch break. My friends all think I have been "jazzed" or that I'm just plain stupid! The other day, Nike was furious when I got suspended from work for reporting late....three times in a row. All my friends don't like Simon....but that didn't make me break-up with him. I love him so much!
Sometime in July, 2013.....I would never forget this day. Simon called me while I was at work and "ordered" me to come home to see the mess I had made in the kitchen in the name of cooking. I told him I had an urgent meeting in the next couple of minutes with my boss and the Board members, but he just got so furious and called me a "bitch"!!! I thought i heard wrongly.....so, after the meeting ended at about 8:36pm, I rushed home....went straight to the kitchen to see the "mess" (which turned out to be a few dirty dishes and an oil stain on the kitchen floor) and to find out from Simon if I actually heard him call me THAT. I called out to him from the kitchen, to the sitting-room and found him sitting on the toilet floor cutting his nails.
"Hi sweets"...I said to him...."hey"...he replied! So I went straight to the point and asked him if he actually used the "B" word on me earlier on. He looked up at me and said..."you think I don't know how you got this stupid excuse to sleep around you call a job"? He just accused me of not only cheating o....but also sleeping around. Simon.....the man I have loved like a woman would love her husband......the same Simon I quarrelled with Biola over....Simon who I got suspended from work for and had over 20k deducted from my salary!!! I looked at him and walked out of the room to the kitchen. As I washed the dishes, I had a million questions flying through me. Is this love or am i scared of lonliness? Should I walk away or will it get better?....I went to the room, picked my official phone from my bag, and came back to the kitchen to call Nike.
Nike and I have been friends since child-hood.....we are like sisters. "Babe, I need to talk to you"...... I told her all that happened because I wasn't sure if I was wrong or just being selfish.......Simon has changed in just few months of my new job appointment. Nike said she would come over to the office at my lunch break so we could talk about the whole thing. Immediately I hung-up, Simon's voice startled me..."give me that phone!"....."who were you talking to?"....."you have even brought your whoring attitude to my house"......."I was talking to Nike" I replied...he ignored me and kept scrolling through the phone obviously searching for something to pin-point on me. After a few minutes, he stared at me and asked who I was talking to again.....I tried to explain to him that I don't have Nike's number saved on the phone but he didn't believe me. He just smiled and said "Farida....you are just a pathetic liar"......he stormed out of the house and didn't come back home that night. At 2:23am, he mistakenly dialled my number and I heard him having a conversation with another woman!
He came back the next day after the close of work with an Estee Lauder perfume for me to say sorry for over-reacting the night before.....or was it for the guilt that was eating him up?
ego is talking here...a girl has a job and men just freak out. at d end of d day, dey tell u dey want a working class lady for a wife....lilly-livered punk!!!
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