The last time we had a fight, he told me, “When we were dating and you were giving it to me from left and right, did you ever bother to ask if I had bathed or not? We could do it everywhere and not care because you were doing it to convince me to marry you. Now that we are married, you’re here complaining about me not bathing. You women are all the same. Right after marriage, you think you’ve gotten what you want so you can do what you want.”
What he said really hurt my ego because that wasn’t the point. I didn’t audition for this marriage and it wasn’t the issue of me doing everything for him to marry me. Both of us were in love but unfortunately, we didn’t have our own rooms. I was still living with my parents and shared a room with my junior sister.
He had come from a different town to work in Accra and didn’t have the money to rent so he was perching with a friend. He couldn’t come to my place for shuperu and I couldn’t also go to his place for the same so we met at weird places and did what we were supposed to do. We could meet at a friend’s place and every little privacy we got, we utilized it. Of course, that wasn’t the time for me to ask whether he had taken his bath or not. It was spontaneous and was done in a rush.
Both of us wanted it and so each time we had a small opportunity, we let ourselves go. No big deal and to me that wasn’t an audition for marriage by all means. We dated for two years under these same circumstances. At one point, I had the money to rent a place but I knew my parents wouldn’t allow me to….Read Full Story Here….
