We got to Awka as about 5AM. That was pretty early. I asked the driver to drop me off at my schools temporary site junction. There were few vehicles and people there by that wee hour of the morning. I heard a man calling out for passengers going into the town. I boarded the taxi, the driver took my luggage from me ‘I sala chi’ I greeted him in their local dialect. Meaning good morning. I ‘sala chi’ he responded as he put my luggage in the boot of the car. There was a middle aged man already sited at the back. ‘Good morning I greeted but he did not respond. He seemed to be either fast asleep or lost in a deep thought. I don’t particularly like sitting in front of a commercial vehicle, but today I was a little bit uneasy about the man sited behind so I had to break my principle and sit in front.
It took a while for the taxi to get filled up. I told the driver to drop me off at TRACAS where I boarded a bus to Nnewi. Almost like two hours, we were in Nnewi and I took a drop to my brother in-laws house. I took him by surprise though, but he was happy to see me all the same, but he was little worried when he saw my red shot eyes. ‘Odikwa na mma’ he asked meaning is all well? I gave him a smile and nodded my head in answer to his question.
He took my things in. I asked for a hot water to bath. He quickly boiled water for me. When I was through with my bath, I became strong and energized. He gave me a breakfast of tea with bread and egg. I ate it with relish. He couldn’t wait for me to finish up and tell him what the matter was. So as soon as am done with breakfast I began to narrate to him my journey so far into my marriage with his brother.
He opened up a can of worm for me as regards to the kind of person his brother truly was.
‘This was why we never wanted you to get married to him in the early stage’ he explained’. That Anambra girl he almost married is his match not you. You are too soft hearted for him. He will frustrate your life. This is who he is. I don’t know if someone did ‘juju’ for him not to stay with woman’ he concluded.
He went ahead to tell me some other nasty things his brother had done to him and his other family members in the past even worst to his own mother. My eyes began to open up to what the future holds for me in this marriage. Thank God I am now away from him, for a while though. At least this one year of National Service will enable me to think clearly on what to do next. Either to quit or find a way of turning the situation around for the better.
I spent two days there. This enabled me to calm myself down and recover fully from the trauma I had been through. I went to School on the third day, cleared and got all the necessary documents I need and headed straight to Obubra camp in Cross Rivers to do my registration.
Cross River here I come!! Unfortunately my condition would not allow me paint the camp red, blue, black and yellow as I planned while still in school. All the same am set to enjoy this one life time event, anyhow.