Devil a lier

Reason for divorce

Our child is the problem.

I don't understand. I said, looking more confused, because why would a child given to use by God be a problem exactly?

Everything about you is children. You know I'm not financially stable yet, but all you want to have is children who would only bring more responsibility to me, which I'm not ready to handle.

Responsibilities, but babe, I'm doing well and my money — our money can take care of our kids with ease.

You see the problem I have with you, because you have money, you think you can make the rules and I follow sooth as the woman of the house.

I'm your husband, and you are my responsibility and not the other way round. He said, raising his voice as though he was handling a presentation with alot of people in attendance and needed to be more outspoken.

We just have a child and at least one who is on its way, that making it two babies, we can handle them without stress. I said, trying to calm him down.

Ever since you gave birth, you have hardly looked after yourself. You no longer look sexy just the way I saw and fell in love with you, but now I don't know the woman I married because she wants all her life to revolve around having children. He said, staring widely into my eye with his eyeball burning with so much pain.

So what are you asking me to do now? I asked with so much pain piercing through the wall of my heart.

Abort it, take it out and let's focus on growing ourselves and the business.

What, you want me to take out a child that most people out there are praying for, but here we are having them on a plate of Gold.

Well, as you can see, you are fertile, and you can give birth anytime you are ready to have another, but not now babe . He said, placing his hands on my shoulder, which was as though he placed a heavy burden on it.

Look at me ! Look at me, he said, grabbing me closer, I love you and everything about you, but all I'm asking is that you take out that thing in you, so we can build together with the one child we have so far.

I shaded my eyes out, my whole body was lifeless, I was pained and my emotions hurt.

How would someone I claim to call? My husband is the one asking me to take out his child, knowing we are officially married and not in a relationship or something.

I was already at my end period as a woman who would end her reproductive cycle in less than a few years.

All I wanted was for my daughter to have a sibling, since I was the only child of my mother, after she died having me and I had always lived with my stepmother and siblings.

"I have the money!

I'm doing well for myself, my money can take care of 20 children without getting exhausted, I mean till they are done with school.

I don't know why he won't allow me to have just this child at least, then we can work everything out with my money.

I thought, it was said, that when a woman gets married, everything she has is now her husband's likewise the man, but my husband has pride, and he doesn't want to succumb to accepting the fact I was far better than him financially.

Just as I was shading my heart out, he stumbled out of the bedroom with his bags, his seriously going to leave because we're having another child.

I will give you some days to think, and when you have made your decision you can let me know, he said, patting me behind my back as he left the building.

My world went blank right in front of my face. I felt the world coming to an end on my own part without the slightest break in it.

I know how hard it was for me to get him, and know his leaving as though I never worked hard in this marriage. I love him and I still do, but my child is also important to me.

I was confused, as though faced with a difficult mathematics question that was meant for the seniors in my class and was accepted to answer all questions without failing any. That was how confused I seemed.

I reached out to my bag on the table, took out my car keys and made way to my friend's place, a sister I never had.

Presh has been my friend right for school days, and she has always been there for me even when I had nothing of my own, most especially when all those men drive joy by breaking my heart without any consideration. She has been my shelter, protector and my support partner whenever I'm homeless.

I stumbled out of my sitting room as though I was drunk, my body trembling, my heart heavy as though I was suffering from cardiomyopathy. I mastered the courage and drove out. Within a few minutes I was at her place. Though I called her before coming and as loving as she is, she was outside waiting for me.

“Babe,” what is happening? She said, holding me closer to herself as a mother would do to her child who was scolded.

“My marriage”

My…marriage is really coming to an end without consideration, I said, fumbling in her arms.

“Calm down,” take a deep breath and explain what is happening, she said anxiously as she stared at me.

“Frank” just dropped a divorce letter asking me to sign it. I said with tears strolling down my eyes.

“What!

“Why would he do such a thing, she asked.

furiously.

He wants me to abort my pregnancy as a result of his instability in finances, so we won't accumulate many bills. I said this time cleaning my eyes with the handkerchief handed to me by Sophie, because mine was soaked just the way a pad would be when it filled.

“And what is your response to him, she asked me.

“What? I'm going for it as he wanted, I said without lifting my face.

“What!

“The child I'm looking for is what you want to take out, because he says so. Haven't you been doing well without him in your life? If he thinks he can't take the pressure of being a dad, then let him go and take care of your children's yourself, presh said with her eyes out, as though it would do the convincing.

“You won't understand because you are not married yet,” I said with so much pain in my heart.

“Oh my bad, as a single lady I'm not supposed to advise those that are married, she said as she stood up and let go of me, you know what, do whatever you want to do, but I'll tell you the truth. This man won't change because you are taking out that child, she finally said, sighing out her relief.

“I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to say that to you,” I said, with my eyes also apologizing.

“It's fine, eat up and get hold of yourself,” she said.

I summoned the courage to go home after staying out for a while and feeling a bit of relief. My decision is hurting me, but I wanted my husband and my marriage. I don't want to be a divorced woman who would become the gossip of the town by my stepmother, who would use everything in her to make sure my news gets to the head of the media group, so it could be a public announcement.

Where she would see reason to insult my late mom as a woman with low value and lazy that's why she couldn't have me properly before dying.

I don't want my sister to see reason to mock me, as the last person to get married and the first to get a divorce in family history.

A lot could be said, and I wasn't ready for any of that. The main reason I'm considering his options is that, since I'm fertile, I can still have more children before I get to menopause.

I made up my mind to go for the abortion, since it

Definitely going to bring my family together and my daughter can now have her father around her.