“Offcourse I’m happy, she is your mother after all. I want to ask, does she know how to drive?”
“Not yet, I will get her a driver”
“And you will be paying the driver?”
“Wow! Do you realise you are adding extra unwanted expenses to our pocket?”
And he didn’t say anything, he kept looking at me to understand where I was driving at.
“And the car will be parked there in the compound, wasting. Did your mother tell you she needs a car?”
“Excuse me, what’s all these questions for? Don’t tell me you are a wicked wife who simply doesn’t want anything good for her mother in law”
“No, I’m not. I’m only drafting situations for you here. Well, if you think, buying her car is really necessary and crucial to her, then no problem, who am I object. After all, she is your mother. Very warm congratulations to her” I said, giving a casual smile, so that, it doesn’t look like I was against his idea of buying his own mother a car.
“Better, that’s how a responsible wife should sound” he said, heading to the room
I never stopped thinking that night. My mind kept hinting on a lot of things, that maybe, he wanted to see my reactions. That maybe, he still had plans of buying mine later, because I really needed a car, more, coupled with my present condition.
Between his mother and I, I’m the one who needs that car more, and also, for our kids. Taking them on school runs
The mother is always at home, she doesn’t even need the car.
Looking at it from all angle, she doesn’t need the car for any reason. And getting her a driver, seriously. That’s the most ridiculous thing he can think off. How would she be contacting her driver to convey her to places she wants to go?
Was he thinking at all?