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I'm lying in the corner,curled up in a naked ball.
My body hurts but I'm used to it.
He's lying in bed,a dark heap; his sturdy chest rising and falling gently with each snore. He always sleeps whenever he surprises me with sex or corrects me. Tonight,he had done both. He looks so peaceful, so beautiful. Who wouldn't love someone like him? He has always known what was best for me. If not for his regular corrections and disciplining, I would probably have put myself in trouble. He keeps me in check. He surprises me with sex. Surprise sex, that's what he calls it. When i'm tired,not in the mood or when I blatantly refuse, he surprises me with it.
My friends don't understand. All they do is criticise. I know they're jealous, they just want what we have. The other day, they said they were having a party only for me to get there and find myself in some sort of intervention. They sat me down and blabbed about how Segun was abusing me and I was too blind to see it. They said he was raping me and hitting me and that I had to leave him before he killed me. They wouldn't listen when told them that Segun wanted the best for me and that he corrects me because he loves me or that he only surprises me with sex because it is his right as my husband to take it whenever he wants. What do they know? Chineye had the right to talk too. She went and changed her children's school without her husband's permission and he didn't even correct her. Titi has her own personal bank account and her husband has never deemed it fit to correct her. Thank God for Segun. The way he disciplines me keeps me from going astray. Spare the rod and spoil the child; you only discipline and correct those you love. Why should I take advice from wayward friends whose husbands don't love them enough to keep them on the right path?
So what if I end up in the ER every few weeks? At least every broken bone and black eye has taught me right from wrong. And so what if I had a miscarriage as a result of one of those corrections? At least he saved that child the horror of having a terrible person like me as a mother. So what if he surprises me with sex? A virtuous woman submits to her husband and puts his wants before her's. It's only normal. After all,he takes good care of me. And he proves to me that he's sorry whenever he goes too far with his discipline by buying me nice things. Just last week,he got me the Christian Louboutin shoes I wanted and brought them when he came to see me in the hospital. I don't even think I deserved those shoes; after all,I was wrong and I deserved the beating.
I love Segun and that's all that matters.
I better go and prepare dinner before he wakes up. I have to keep my loving husband happy.
Claim: Originally written by Nigerian Fiction Member 204 - Jennyphar ( Jennifer Abah )
Nigerian Fiction Title 129