I had enough of sadeeq and I would show him that j was no longer the same Hayaat I used to be. It wasn't his fault I lost the baby but he was responsible for my suffering. I decided to be a completely different woman since he wouldn't make me happy I wasn't going to make any effort.
He came back from school and as usual no how are you he just directly asked "Hayaat ina abinci" ( where is the food) ?yana kitchen I replied he opened the flask and there was nothing apart from water in it. Mea haka? ( what is this ) he asked, "you left this house without giving money for anything but since I can't let you go to bed on an empty stomach I put water in it for you.. "
He began to yell that I was just a spoiled brat who didn't feel pity for him and I just crossed my legs on the center table and increased the volume to the TV.
The next morning he asked me for money to go to school ,Allah sarki, you don't have money?I asked, here is 50 naira while trekking, buy water and drink sannu ko( sorry) I said . "drop me off at least" , he said," there isn't enough space for two people in my car" I replied .
I had already packed my breakfast in my lunch box and didn't prepare anything for him so I left him to close the door.
He was in total shock. He had never seen me this way. I couldn't yell at my husband or speak to him disrespectfully so I decided to deal with him slowly. He wasn't going to get a penny from me anymore.
He came back home and saw me eating fried rice. Sannu(welldone) he said yawwa I replied without looking in his direction. He went into the kitchen and came back to the living room na duba kula ba abinci he said..maigida kenan!( a title for husband I.e owner of the house) I said chewing my chicken lap as I laughed lightly. when you left the house you still didn't give money oo or have you forgotten. But here is the chicken head and leg. I heard it is the most delicious part of a chicken. You will certainly love it.
He kept yelling until he was almost out of breath ga ruwa dai ka sha( here is some water to drink) before you choke ,I said.
Money for iron he asked one Saturday. I told him I had ironed his clothes since yesterday and I went to our room, raised our bed and removed his clothes from under the bed. He was getting tired of me. It was obvious but he couldn't let me go. love or what he thought his reason was for being with me I could never figure out.
As usual ,by the end of each month I would buy provision he would pack and take some to his mom. The month ended I bought foodstuff just enough to feed one stomach and locked the store room . Ina mukullin store( where is the store key) he asked ,did you keep anything in there? I responded . He was boiling with rage and even with all that anger he still couldn't utter the word divorce to me not even once, since he was never ever going to let me go. I will keep doing as I please.
For one month I treated him this way until one night he came and kneeled in front of me .I am sorry Hayaat. I know I have wronged you but I promise I will be better . I would treat you with respect and even find a job to help out around the house. I wasn't a fool. I will believe it when I see it, I said.
Sadeeqs p.o.v
Hayaat came home and told me she was pregnant. Finally mum had always wanted a grandchild, she would be so happy to hear the news. Hayaats always craving this and that. I knew she got all this craving rubbish from movies. Is it my kidney She wants me to sell and buy it for her?She would say she wants to eat this and yet she wouldn't give me money, mum would give me some sweets and mango and whatever she could spare to give Hayaat but she always wanted more than I could give.
Hayaat lost our baby and I wasn't there for her . I wanted to be a father ,I was eagerly waiting for that day mum would be smiling and I wanted to name him after my dad to make mum happy. Hayaat had been gone for three weeks .I.called my siblings to tidy up the house and change the settings and so they did. I had gotten tired of seeing everything in the same position since our wedding . Hayaat wasn't really into all that stuff.
Ever since she came home she had changed she would starve me, she wouldn't give me money for books not transport, she had found a way to hide her bag and I no longer had any way of taking money from her even when I asked her she always had an answer for me. I had to find money by doing little jobs to survive, I would go to the market and help people load luggage into warehouses and get enough for transport to go to school.Whenever I was hungry I would go to mums place but i couldn't keep going back there because even the food at mums place was from Hayaats pocket I would starve to death and eventually drop out from school if I didn't do something. I wasn't going to end up this way ever!
I still needed Hayaat to complete my studies, to help with food that I would send to mom, if Hayaat continued with this nonsense the reason I had married her would be for nothing. I needed her to make it in this life .So I decided that the best thing was for me to change and make Hayaat fall in love with me again. If she was in love with me she would never treat me badly. She would need me, even if not financially she would need me emotionally all I had to do was set my plan in motion. If begging and crying had made Hayaats father soft on me it would work on his daughter
I apologized to hayaat and promised to do better.
Who likes sassy Hayaat ? 😂I know I do, sadeeq has had enough of hayaats bully ..will his little plan to make Hayaat fall for him be a hopeless effort ? Or will the desire to be loved overwhelm hayaat and make her fall for his mischief.....
