ARE THEY STILL MOTHERS LIKE THIS IN THE 21st CENTURY?

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 Scheduling a meeting for 12am on a Sunday is diabolical! He didn’t do this to Bisi, he didn’t do this to Tope or any other lady in the office, he only did this to me. I noticed his change of attitude came after I told him I wasn’t ready for a relationship. I thought he took it well till three days ago after the business meeting call by 12am. Guess what happened?




“We’re going on a business trip tomorrow by 8am, come with some personal stuff you’ll need, I’ll handle the rest.”


Where“ are we traveling to?” I asked


“I’ll tell you tomorrow, just do as I say.”


Do as I say how? You’re telling me I’m traveling and not where I’m going? And this information is coming only a few hours to the business trip? That’s if it is indeed a business trip. Don’t trust these men at all!


The next words that broke the flow of my thoughts made me passive-aggressive .


“Also, lest I forget, don’t tell anyone we’re going on a business trip. It’s company secret and it must stay that way. Our confidentiality is what we have used to stay competitive and close deals for a long time now, it won’t stop now.”


“Even my family? Is that even-


“Possible?” He completed my statement and I hated him more. 


“Including your boyfriend? You tell him and you get sacked. It’s a 3 day event, you won’t die”


The audacity! Oh Lord God! His remarks, so annihilating and painful yet I could do nothing. As soon as I got home, my mom called me. She cracked a silly joke and we laughed as usual. I got rid of my bad mood  but the next question that followed was mind blowing.


“Are you traveling anytime soon?” She asked


“No” I replied, curious as  to why she asked. “Why mom?”


“Nothing, I just dreamt you this morning in an airplane.”


“And?” I asked, incredibly anticipating her response.


“You seemed happy, you were all over a particular guy. I came to get you at the airport, he was tall and handsome. You had a ring on your finger.”


“What kinda ring?”


“You’re not a child, Chioma. But if you’re looking for clarity, it wasn’t the pink ring you used to wear when you were a child on your index finger.”


“Okay Mom, I’m sorry. I get you now but it’s really surprising and ehnnn….


“Dear, I gotta go. I have a call from my pastor. Goodnight. Call me tomorrow when you’re back from work. Okay?”





She ended the call and suddenly I couldn’t sleep. She had planted a thought that had started messing with my head and emotions. I was so tired before she called but after she ended it, I was actively rolling on my bed. I started imagining his physique under the $1000 suit he wore everyday to the office. His sinewy and broad chest; thinking about it made me go gaga. The painful thing is they weren’t intrusive thoughts, I had had these thoughts for the longest of times. But I acted like I never cared around him and only due to lack of screenplay had the Oscar awards eluded me. 


He was too pompous and proud, I figured he’d treat women like trash and not only did I not want to fall into the category, I needed to represent the feminist world and beat the allegation that “all women loved Marcus, the son of the founding father of the ALX group. I guess I did that.



Finally I slept after imagining myself all over him. I believed the Lord revealed it to my mom because she was a woman of vision and had the gift of discernment. He knew the absurdity in the irony of our reality, but he didn’t really show it. Maybe he was  good at hiding stuff just like me.  The previous night, he knew I disliked him and I knew I pretended to hate him but in the morning, I was happy to be on board with him.


Fast forward to three years after our marriage, he’s been a darling and a wonderful companion, an Odogwu, a big money spender and possesses the five love languages but it was all a set up!


He connived with my mom. He spoke to her before the trip and convinced her to persuade me. My mom took the money and never told me this, even after our marriage. She acted like she met him for the first time when I brought him for the first time and even tried to blackmail him into giving her some money the moment I complained she spends a lot and that her allowance was outrageous (we were having some minor financial issues at the time.)


Now, she’s not remorseful and claims if she never did it that I would never be where I am, which is almost entirely true because I planned to let my ego override my senses. I intended to not go for that trip but after that trip I saw him in a good light and we worked things out.  Meanwhile, he confessed to me in detail how everything transpired. I got to hear it from him and when I asked her, she didn’t deny any bit of it.




She also says he had the money and wasn’t complaining, whether it was extortion or blackmail. She says she was entitled to his money as a facilitator and my mother.


Does this make her a bad person or not? Should I forgive her even when she hasn’t apologized and I feel hurt?


Lemme know your answers in the comment section. Would you forgive her?



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