DANGEROUS WIFE

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Dan married a beautiful woman. As the years passed and his wife gave birth,she became obsessed and that was where the troubles begin

Submitted: September 10, 2019

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Prologue
If you think your wife is jealous, wait till you meet Sylvia. She will kill you and still call you to go for a coffin to bury yourself. If you fail to comply with her command, she will give you the whip........
 
~One week ago~
 
Dan,!!!, who was that? I mean that slut talking to you at your workplace. My wife screamed.
"Oh. She's my friend. We were just ....."
 
I knew she would soon throw an object at me.I was right. I dodged to the left in time before a wooden pole  sped pass me,just  three inches close to me.
 
"Idiot, which Goddamn friend , you mean your mistress!!!," she stormed.
 
~Two days ago~
 
"Is this the time you are supposed to come back home ?"she asked.
 
"No. I was locked in traffic," I began to explain but this time I wasn't success
ful. A bucket of Cold water was hurled at me.It collided with my face , splashing tons of water in my eyes, nose and mouth.Damn you,!!!
one of this days , you will see a knife at your back, she said. 
 
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I hope by now you are beginning to hate my wife.Well.Not so fast , let's begin the story, 
 
I got married to a good woman: decent, elegant, kind, graceful, beautiful and intelligent. I chose her, and not the others because she had fine qualities than will make a good home… And I wanted to marry not just for beauty but also for character. We’ve been married for Seven (7) years and have Two (2) beautiful kids, a boy by name Evans and a girl called Vanilla. 
 
I naturally love slim women, and my wife was slim and appropriate when we got married. However, after giving birth to the kids, she started putting on weight, little by little.I had no real problems with that because I loved her, and her new weight wasn’t so weighty either.
 
 I thought I began to flow with her new body, and I did enjoy her. She made countless efforts to loose a few pounds, because according to her, she had caught me a few times – while in my car, checking other ladies out. It was a joke we both initially shared and laughed to.
 
As the years passed by, it became obvious that my wife was obessed. I didn't like obessed women and quite subtly, my love for her begun to drift from her.At a point in time , it was no longer clandestine, but vivid. I insulted her. "Hey, you elephant of a wife. Loose some weight, if you don't want your children to have a step- mother."
 
I realised the verbal assault wasn't achieving the desired effect so I decided to go physical. Nothing she did at that point ever pleased me again. I beat her at the least provocation. The once -peaceful homey atmosphere in the house changed into a quarrelsome home ,more like a war zone. We quarrelled, we broke things and we fought, and I usually emerge the winner.
 
Day in Day out, Strips of bruises could be found on her smooth brown body, evidence of an aggres
sive encounter. Then she refused giving me her "natural feminine food ."That intensified the beatings and I forcefully got it from her whether she like it or not. I virtually prepared a cane for her.
 
On that faithful, Quarrel broke out again and as usual we begun to fight. Unlike the previous times where I usually won the fight effortlessly, she seemed to become immune to my aggression. Then she began beating me. I was so furious that I pushed her so violently. She jerked back and hit her head on the ball. Her skull was breached and Blood spilled on the wall. She collapsed. 
 
My heart skipped. I prayed she should not die.Quickly, I called 911.An ambulance was brought and she was sent to hospital. 
 
I was asked what happened and I lied she skipped off the staircase.I was told she suffered from severe brain concussion and was hospita
lised for three months. 
 
While she was away,a workmate who was very close to her, cons
tantly came to the house to check on the children. It wasn't long before her harmless visits became another story. I didn't fail to realise she had the correct body size my wife once had.
 
 I started developing feelings for her.I never imagined this would happen to me. I tried everything by the book to remain focus , but I felt in love with Mareylene. I never expected Mareylene to reciprocate my love for us but she did. She will Intentionally Wear mini-skirt and Topless blouse that Explicitly accentuted her Smooth Curves. She will wear stretchy trousers and transparent tops that leave virtually nothing to imagination. 
 
Somehow, I was saved from that tempting situation temporarily by my wife's return. Sylvia made a miraculous recovery and came back home. She accidentally had access to my phone, while it was unlocked, and read a few of the love messages exchanged between Mareylene and I. One of the favourite messages  Mareylene sent me reads:
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HOLD ME TIGHT
Anytime you come closer to me
I always feel the whole world was within my grasp.
I always feel the entire world belongs to me
Because you are my world
I don't think I can adequately describe how I feel in your presence. 
Maybe I feel like the queen of love
And cupid arrows had hit the right spot in my heart
Anytime you hold me tight
You always make me feel the whole world has stopped for me
I don't think I will ever have any joyous and lovely moment apart from the way you use to hold me tight and closer to you
I will forever nestle in your arms 
you take both my soul and heart in me far away from me and as I mount your wings of love to the land of ecstasy
I realised I don't need a heart or soul 
Because you are my heart and soul
I pray we have live long on earth 
Not even eternity can break this bond of love
For been in your arms is even more than eternity
As you hold me tight. 
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And my response ;
 
When you come into my life , I thought I was dreaming
Because to me, you are an angel
An angel that I never knew I will encounter 
Your wish will forever be my command 
My love for you is endless
I will hold you tight 
But with care 
Because you are like a precious glass 
That can break if I hold you too tight 
You are the air I breath
Without you I am breathless
And dead
Babe, you brought sunshine into my darkness
Joy into my sadness
You gave me hope when I'm hopeless
You are priceless 
And I promise to hold you tight 
But with care 
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My wife was very furious when she read this love message. She confronted me and I confessed the truth to her.She was pissed initially, but with time, she came along. I know, for a fact, that unseemly habits, although they may seem innocuous, can easily become hard, or even impossible, to break and because of that I ended my amorous relationship with Marey
lene amicably(or so I thought)
 
But that was only for three months. Mareylene became ill and words got to me about it. I went to check on her – as a friend. She was elated when she saw me. That one time check became habitual until she recuperated. Still , I checked on her, except that this time, for a different reason.
 
As expected,One thing led to ano
ther and we kissed passionately, fondled "things" and caressed sen
sitive body parts.By the time we finished with this romantic play, we ended up having sex at her house. 
 
From the bedroom window of Mareylene's house, I thought I saw my wife’s car parked in the neigh
borhood.I got really scared, because any slight provocation now days made her behave like a mad person. Probably, the effect of the brain concussion. 
 
I dressed up quickly to go out and check. The car was gone when I reached the main gate of the house.I called my wife’s office line and she answered the phone: she was at work, and I thought that was strange – because it definitely was her car I saw parked outside from a distance. She was all chatty and friendly and normal with me throughout the day, on phone, till the end of day. 
 
However,From that point on,My wife's aggression became very obvious even to the children. She became paranoid and any slight suspicion on my path resulted in aggressive behaviors like the one you read  in the prologue.If I was a minute late from work, she will try to hurt me. If she saw me talking to 'anything' female , she will hit me with a stone or anything handy. 
 
That evening, she was unusually calm.She served me with Jollof rice and chicken stew and I ate it happily. "Darling, I missed you so much, "she said , in a very romantic tone.I was quite perplexed and wondered why the sudden changed of attitude. Prior to that meal, I ate pizza at Mareylene's place after we "entertained" ourselves.
 
That dawn, I thought I had diarr
hoea but I started vomiting, and foaming in the mouth. The pain in my stomach was unbearable. I fell on the floor and started screaming for help. My wife was lying on the bed, pretending she could not hear me. My kids heard the cries and rushed to our bedroom, crying and waking their mother up. 
 
I begged my wife to take me to the hospital, and that was when I figured she might have attempted to hurt me on purpose. She drove me on the streets of Accra, for over 40 minutes, while I was lying at the back of the car, in pain. She drove past three Clinics, two hospital, and five pharmaceutical shops. 
 
My only luck was when we approa
ched a police check-point that I had to forcefully, pop my head up to scream for attention. My wife started crying when the police signaled for her to stop. She infor
med the police about my situation and made him aware she was taking me to Korle-Bu Teaching Hospital. I gathered enough strength to also beg the officer to escort us to the nearest hospital instead, which he did. The doctor confirmed my food was poisoned and I could have died if I were two minutes late!!!.
 
I turned to look at my wife.She was smiling and happy tears were even trickling down her check. Before going home, she gazed into my face and say, this time luck smiled on you."Next time , you will be battling with the sharp edge of a knife.Don't say , I didn't warn warned.If it happened I will not be held responsible for my actions because clinically, I have been declared as mentally unfit."
 
Her words gave me the shivers but I was afraid she might change tactics and poison me again.
I secretly got in touch with Marey
lene to be bringing me food at the hospital. I felt better and went home two months ago.
 
 My wife was acting all innocent and sweet, but I knew better. I eat outside out nowadays before returning home. Every trust and respect, and love I thought I had for my wife was gone, and in place of that sentiment, anger and hatred resided. 
 
 
~Two months later~
 
It has been two months since my wife poisoned my food. Since then , I never ate her food , not even her "feminine food." We live in the house like total strangers. To think that this was the very lady I used my hard earned money to marry, some eight years ago was amazing. I thought  humans should be given the ability to see the future in order to avoid certain troubles. 
 
One day , mareylene called me .She said it was very urgent that I met her at a particular location which she vividly described to me. Quickly, I entered my car and moved towards the direction she described to me.When I reached the place, the whole area was bushy and isolated. I called her again and she responded , "Please have you seen the isolated building with a black door some few metres from the bush path? "
I responded , "Yes, please come there .I am waiting for you. " I rushed and entered the room.
 
No sooner had I entered the room than the door was slammed shut. I then realised I was deceived. My wife had manipulated me.She deleted Mareylene's number and saved her name on my phone as mareylene's. She then changed her voice to sound like mareylene. With that , she could manipulate me. She also made sure my battery was just 7 % the previous night and hide the phone so that I could not charge it. It was only in the morning that she secretly replaced it, after making sure the battery will die soon.
 
I stayed in the isolated room for three days. I couldn't call for help because my battery had run down. Besides, Mareylene's number had been deleted from my phone so I couldn't have  possibly called her.
 
On the third evening, a group of men who were hunting in the bush , broke the door. Upon seeing me, they were surprise. I explained what happened to me and somehow , they believed me.They told me the room was their resting place, which they came to rest anytime they stay deep in the night hunting in the thick Atewa forest. 
 
When I reached home ," my wife asked, where have you been for the past three days?"
I didn't answer.
 
She laughed. "I am sure the bush had taught you a bitter lesson.
 
I didn't talk. 
 
The next day , I went to work.The manager of Dalex Financial Company fired me for absen
ting myself from work for three days without permission. I tried to explain my reasons to my boss but he refused to believe me.He casually said, "learn to tame your wild wife if you ever get another job. "
 
Sadly , I went to to Mareylene and told her what happened. "Don't worry, you will get a better job,"she gave me hope.
 
That evening , I went home. My wife was standing in front of the gate ."Where are you coming from?"
 
"Work," I lied.
 
"You mean the work from which you were sacked?"
 
I was shocked my wife knew I was sacked before I even told her.
I said, "huh"
Have you seen that slut who called Herself my friend?
"Who?" I asked .
"Mareylene, "she answered
"No, "l lied
"Well, perhaps you have a twin brother now,
"She said sarcastically, throwing a picture to my face.I glanced at the picture .it was Mareylene and I eating together and laughing. The picture was taken today!
 
I knew trouble was brewing. Should I go back and pass the night in Mareylene's place?
"No, this is my house. I am the man, I can't ran away from my home," I encouraged myself.
Deep in the night, I was suddenly awoken by an unusual noise.I could see a silhouette of a fat figure heading towards me .I could  tell it was a woman's silhouette. 
 
Then I knew ...Quickly I turned on the light near where the silhouette was. I saw my wife holding a knife.She was moving towards me steadily as if to ensure the knife find its mark.
I was confused .Slowly , I moved backward until I hit the wall .Realising I reached the limit of my retreat, she laughed ," hahaha, I corner you .You think you are smart , huh." Now she was just few inches from me.With all the energy in her she wanted to use the knife to hit me at the chest and I dodged quickly and the edge of the knife hit the wall. It broke. We fought furiously in the night and broke the glass tables and louvres. She even smashed the LG TV hanging on the wall.
 
The children woke up, Daddy, stop it ! Evans shouted. Vanilla began to cry. Seeing the reaction of the children, the fight ended in a draw. 
 
The next day, I decided to put a stop to her nightly disturbances. I came back earlier. "My dear, look at what I bought for you." She was amazed but took the ice cream happily and began to lick it. After licking the ice cream, she fell asleep. I laced the ice cream with valium to induce her to sleep.While she was asleep, I brought out the chain, I bought and locked her feet with the chains, taking away the padlock. 
She was surprised to wake up in chains .She shouted and drew tantrums but I ignore her.
 
She was chained for about five days. On the fifth day, her boss called the house and informed me that  my wife's service was no longer needed in his company. I conveyed the message to her. Surprisingly, she didn't utter a word. 
 
Feeling secured and safe, I slept soundly, with the two children by my side. Around 10.00 P.M , I began sweating.  The temperature on the room was unbearable. I woke up only to realise my wife was gone. What is more , she set the whole house on fire after locking every exit. I searched for my phone to call fire service but My phone was gone too.
 
It was then that I realised my wife has gone mad. In any case, no normal person will burn a house in which her children were sleeping. Evans and Vanilla were wide awake.They were crying as I shouted for help.The fire was growing bigger and bigger and hotter and hotter. Help wasn't coming .I shouted louder but still, no one came to our rescue.The heat was becoming unbearable and we kept shouting until we blackout.
 
~6 hours later at Ridge Hospital~
 
"He's awake, Doctor, "the nurse said. I looked around and realised I was in a hospital. The doctor looked at me and smile .Thank God you are awake, it has been six good hours . Then the scene came back to my mind, we were trapped in our house which was engulfed in fire. 
 
"Don't worry , your children are save," the Doctor assured me.You have minor burns, like your children. We stayed in the hospital for three days but Mareylene didn't pay us a visit. That's strange.Maybe she didn't hear about the incidence. But it was all over the news. My sister Nina came to help us in the hospital until we were declared fit.
 
I was told later that a good Samaritan saw our house burning and called the fire service who came to rescue us and convey us to the hospital. I needed to see mareylene. It was uncharacteristic of her not to pay me a visit at the hospital. Quickly, I asked Evans and Vanilla to enter my car as we headed towards Mareylene's house. 
 
 Twenty minutes later  , we arrived at her residence. The place was unusually calm.Flies were hovering around Mareylene's compound and as we moved closer and closer to her door, an acrid and pungent smell filled the whole place. We held our noses. Sensing danger, I told the children to get back and sit in the car.
 
Nervously, I tried the door handle, it was already unlocked. I gave it a push and the door swang widely open. Then I saw what  I had suspected I would see since entering the compound and meeting that pungent smell. No matter how I described it here , it will be a pale limitation of the real circumstance. 
 
Mareylene and Sylvia laid in a pool of blood, with a knife deeply buried in Mareylene's bosom and a deep wound in Mareylene's abdomen. Probably, they have struggled with each other to the death. They have been dead about a five days  ago.Maybe.The whole room was smelling like rotten egg, or decayed rats. Their bodies stink. It's horrendous. 
 
As I forced myself not to take in the stench, I could still feel the bacteria cling to my nostril. Worms bubbled out from their mouths and other openings on them oozed out foul smell and brownish thick fluid. It was one big bizarre scene. Unable to withstand the stench and pungent smell of the two bodies any longer , I ran out of the room, like I was hit by a solid wall of stink and vomited involuntarily on the floor. Anger and regret well up in me as I shouted,  GOD. WHY !!!
 
I could not help but sing this sad song to my lover Mareylene:
 
In my darkest moment, she is standing right in front of me.Speaking words of wisdom. Let it be.
If I leave you , it doesn't mean I love you any less
 
Your body may be gone but I'm gonna carry
 
 you in my head , in my heart , and in my soul. 
 
Though you are gone
 
I ain't gonna cry
 
Cos you are alive within my heart 
 
Where I can reach and hold you
 
Dan later called the police emergency number. Soon, two ambulances, two paramedic officers and the hazardous area response team came to the scene.The bodies were deposited at the police mortuary pending investigation. After two weeks , the investi
gation was concluded , it stated: Sylvia attacked Mareylene with a knife and in self defense, she also used the knife which was used to stab her to stab Sylvia before Sylvia managed to re-stabbed her again.The two bodies were released and buried by their families. 
 
EPILOGUE
 
There is a thin line between love and hatred and to be within the boundaries of love and not cross to the other side is simply an issue of showing mutual respect and understanding to each other.Communication gap in any relation
ship is dangerous.
 
Dan came back home with his two children, to start life all over again.This time , he will be very careful when he wants to chose another woman again.Experience had taught him a great lesson-it's not always about the appearance. 
 
 
 


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