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The marriage started on a wonderful note. Everyone talked about it as people from all walks of life, the creme de la creme of the society attended. The newly married couple were just too excited and went on honeymoon, amazing sex and had all the luxuries of life. They were happy and had everything they wanted. Life was sweet and fun for Michael and Berry, the newly wedded couple.
1 year later, Berry has given birth and it seems like a whole lot has changed. She keeps complaining about Michael coming back late at night, about lipstick stains, secret calls and love text messages. Michael says she’s petty and getting too worried over nothing. Then the Whatsapp chats, nude pictures and facebook chats. She nearly ran mad after making the discovery. Still Michael continued to deny, insisting that there was nothing serious going on with the women as he never solicited for photos and videos.
Berry was unnecessarily worried that some other women were trying to break her home. She was inexperienced at handling such matters. Tired of sitting at home, Berry decided to investigate her husband’s numerous denials. She was just too curious to find out the truth. One fateful day, it was already night and she had been infuriated with his untiring female calls all week. In a bid to find out the truth, she made some calls at her husband’s office, she had once gone to the bank after their wedding and made some friends during the bank’s end of the year party. After digging, someone gave her a lead, she found an address and went there. It was a fast food place, late at night. He had told her there was a meeting at the office; but, here he is very happy on a date with another woman, touching and holding hands. She took pictures and left the Shoprite at FESTAC filled with rage and hate. She never told him about her discovery and that was how the story of her death began.
Out of anger and frustration over the betrayal, Berry found a handsome young man who had a ‘good cassava’. She wanted to make sure she enjoyed him every bit, and gave all of herself to him. She was sex-starved, missing out on all the good life as a result of her husband’s inability and numerious excuses. That was how she became lost, disinterested in the husband and abandoned him to his cheating ways.
Her fine Bobo has strength and knows how to make her feel like a woman. She screamed and orgasmed many times in his hands. She hungered for the bobo’s soft touches like food. She became addicted to his rough sex and gave him loads of money. Her business began to crumble, but she demanded more money from the husband to cover up. Berry spent the day in the hands of the bobo and returns to her husband at night like nothing ever happened.
She kept herself busy with his young bobo, while the husband explored all the new girls at his office. They were playing a dangerous game. She explored all the crazy styles, obscenities and lewd sexual acts which the bobo introduced to her. The bobo took her to high heaven, he experimented with her body – threesome, lesbians, straights, bondage – just name it. There was no limit to their craziness. She was sexually satisfied and has gotten back at her cheating husband. It was just all she wanted – fun, fun and more fun.
So, it was a rude shock to her the day he found out. He became quiet like a withered tree. For 5 days, he kept to himself, daily murmuring within himself. He refused to eat her food. He avoided her like a leper and only talked when he wanted to give her money. He became disoriented and sober. Some nights he cried himself to sleep and cursed himself. The night she died, he told her how she killed his ego by sleeping with a young man. He sobbed, then picked the gun and shot her in the head.
“I need to end it all at once. I started it and will finish it”.
She fell to the ground with a loud thud and died. He turned the gun on himself and pulled the trigger. Just like that, the two were gone leaving behind a little boy. That was the murder at 22 road.
-Written by Alexander Thandi Ubani, 2017
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