My name is Ibukun, you can just call me Ib as that is what I am
called by everybody anyway. I am sited at my desk in this office this Friday morning reflecting on my
life these past 5 years. The mistakes I made, the decisions I took and how this
job that meant the whole world to me has suddenly become a burden. I remember
the day I met my husband here in the city of Abuja, I came for my job interview
and he had come to have a meeting with one of the marketers. He could see how
nervous I was sitting at the reception waiting to be called that he offered to
wait and take me for a drink after. I gave him the meanest look I could muster
and told him to mind his business. See me preparing my mind for the biggest job
interview of my life and there he was chasing woman. I composed myself and went
in for the interview with my laptop almost falling from my hands. I could
already tell they loved all the samples of my designs I showed them from the
looks on their faces. After all, I am fully invested in my profession as an
architect and this kind of opportunity trust me, is not common. I showed them
some beautiful 3D designs and drafted floor plans. I came out all smiling and
confident. I went to the road to hail and taxi and Lo and behold, he had been
waiting for me.
That was how Ifemidayo began to capture my heart. We had a very
interesting relationship. he was everything I had been looking for in a man. he
was gentle, hardly ever got angry for more than an hour and never even
pressured me about sex. He was such a gentleman. To seal it up my family loved
him. It even seemed like my parents and my siblings loved him more than me.
Ifemi as I call him was the ideal man for me. Two years later, we got married in Lagos
where my family home is and then we travelled to Dubai for our honeymoon. I had
been working for 2 years now and my job was very well paying so we could afford
a reasonable wedding and a nice honeymoon. Ifemi had a good job too with a
consulting firm. It was one of these coded firms in Abuja that had plenty money
to pay their staff. We were comfortable, we were in love and we loved God. It
seemed like nothing could go wrong. We rented a nice two bedroom flat in
Gwarinpa about a month before the wedding and we both had our cars already so
all was set for a great life ahead. We came back to Abuja after the honeymoon
to live happily ever after... or so we thought.
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