Mama Dirim told us that she hadn’t mentioned the incident to her husband. We all agreed that she shouldn’t tell him until the weekend when we could come over to help in breaking the news to him.
The following weekend, my husband and I arrived at Mama Dirim’s place as planned. She had already told her husband that we were coming that weekend. We were barely settled when Mama Dirim and her sister brought lunch. It was a sumptuous meal. While lunch was going on, Mama Dirim slot in a movie; which she said she had wanted to watch. The movie was planned. We thought it would help us in preparing the ground for Mama Dirim’s confession. The movie had only gone halfway by the time we were done with the meal. Mr Magnus, Mama Dirim’s husband applauded the idea of having lunch together once in a while. We all agreed there was need to make a regular one.
While we patiently waited for the movie to run to the end before addressing the issue that made us visit; Mr Magnus slept off and missed some of the scenes we wanted him to see. All the attempts to keep him awake while the movie was on failed.
We decided to let him be; he was, however, woken up the time we claimed we were ready to leave. He sprang to his feet “you can’t leave now, allow the food to digest first.” My husband teased back “don’t worry; the ‘gallop’ on the road will help the food to digest.”
As we approached the door, I cleared my voice and said “ehen, Papa Dirim onwere ihe m si kam gwa gi.”
“Eeeeh, odikwa n’nma?” he queried. I looked at my husband and Mama Dirim; “please give me five minutes. They all sat down and looked towards me as I cleared my throat to spill the bean.
“What I want to say is something that hurt me in the recent past. The pain has died but has not been buried. You are the only one to help me bury the pain.” I watched as Mr Magnus adjusted on the seat apparently trying to understand what I was saying.
“Let me go straight to the point. Your wife recently hurt me. It really pained me. I have, however, forgiven her.” I want you to help me bury the issue forever.”
At this point I paused not knowing how to break the news. I didn’t want to look at my husband and Mama Dirim. I cleared my throat again and was about to spill when Mr Magnus interrupted me. “What happened; it must be a serious issue this one you are finding it hard to say it.”
“Sir, the thing is that I, my husband and your wife have sinned against you. Please find a way to forgive us.”
Mr Magnus left his seat, went to the refrigerator and took a bottle of water. He almost gulped everything at once.
“Sir your wife, my friend slept with my husband. It was a mistake and they are both devastated about it.”
At this point, I looked at my husband and Mama Dirim. They were both gazing into the space. I signalled to mama Dirim; she moved closer to her husband and knelt down. She rolled on the floor begging the husband to forgive her. Her sister stood far from us not knowing what to do or say.
Magnus stormed out of the sitting room in anger. We followed him immediately begging him to calm down. The confused wife was still in the sitting room wailing and asking God to help her out.
After some minutes, Mr Magnus returned to the sitting room and order all of us to leave his house. My husband was about going over to Mr. Magnus when he suddenly charged towards him. He lifted his fist and was about to land it on my husband’s face when he stopped. He looked at him “leave my house this moment!”
When we realized there was little we could achieve at that point, we decided to leave. We were leaving when he barked at his wife “follow them too!” Mama Dirim stayed put on the floor.
We eventually left after about three hours of pleading. When we got home I called Mama Dirim; she told me her husband took a few clothings and left the house without saying a word to her.
Mr Magnus finally returned home after three weeks of staying away. We tried all we could to resolve the issue. Our Pastors were involved at a point. Mr Magnus warned everybody to stay off the case. Or if we cared that much, we should take his wife along.
Nearly two years after the incidence; Mr Magnus hasn’t touched his wife’s food and body. They still live under the same roof though.
After the story; we all rose and prayed for the Magnus. On our way home some women were still trying to understand why it was so easy for Madam Kachi to forgive her husband and why Mr. Magnus finds it difficult to forgive his wife.
NB: “Papa Dirim onwere ihe m si kam gwa gi.”
Translation: Papa Dirim, there’s something I want to tell you
Eeeeh, odikwa n’nma?
Translation: I hope all is well?
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