The bitter heart of my EX – episode 3 by Ngozi Lovelyn
I knew Okey’s wife’s name to be Ogonna, so we searched for bearers of such names on Facebook, but none matched with her face.
Okey had his traditional wedding pictures scattered on Facebook, but we couldn’t find a single one where he tagged his wife. And this made it difficult locating the wife online. We also read the comments on the pictures, and none appeared like the one that could be from the wife.
And someone of her style, searching for her on instagram and twitter would be a waste of time.
So we decided to use a physical approach and Tess was the one to execute the plan.
We had been keeping a close tab on Ogonna and finally pinned her to where she went to make her hair. And Tess joined, giving the impression she came to make her own hair too.
She got them into talking and found out Ogonna was a cheerful being, and therefore, getting closer to her and making friends with her became easily possible.
And that marked the beginning of our closeness with Ogonna.
After their hair was done, they exchanged numbers and started making their way, out of the salon.
Tess asked if she was on Facebook and she replied, with a very serious look, “Noo, I can not join that secret cult oo. My husband advised me not to even try it. He said that, Facebook is something created by devil himself and anyone who is using it is marked with 666 and their souls are condemned to hell forever without mercy and there is no saving them”
On hearing this, Tess burst into laughter. “Can you repeat what you just said?” She requested, still laughing hard on the kind of story Okey made just to keep his wife from joining Facebook. And that was how Tess captured the nature of person Ogonna was. A gullible, who can be easily influenced. And she saw a perfect opportunity to get her into their control.
“If that is the case, then everybody is going to hell.” Tess said and continued “Even churches, because almost every church, including your own church is on Facebook. Now let me show you” Tess said, bringing out her phone, logging into Facebook and brought out Okey’s profile. And stylishly, she pretended to be scrolling to show her something else and Ogonna captured her husband and screamed, “wait, that’s my husband”
“Your husband?” Tess asked, pretending not to know him
“Yes, I’m sure of it. Someone posted his pictures on Facebook? I will tell him immediately” she looked shocked, worried and scared at same time that someone was trying to do evil to her husband.
“Wait, if you say this is your husband, then he is your husband and he is the one who posted all these pictures himself. Nobody can post another person’s picture on Facebook, that is never ever possible. It means your husband lied to you, so you don’t join Facebook. He doesn’t want to see you happy. He only wants to imprison you all in the name of marriage. Facebook is never evil. It’s just a simple way friends use to connect themselves and know what’s happening in each others lives. Ok now, like your husband, see his profile.” Tess said, as they scroll through his photos and Ogonna started seeing their traditional wedding pictures, she kept on watching them with all seriousness.
And also the comments. Tess showed her pictures of those who commented and Ogonna was able to identify some of them, which she said were her husband’s friends and relations. She also saw few of her husband’s siblings and uncles.
Tess went on to explain how Facebook had helped people, both in business, family and education. Tess further showed her some churches that were Facebook.
And Ogonna began making a facial expression that appeared like, she was wondering over something, believing everything Tess was telling her.
In order to get her even more, Tess chipped in more
“Men who usually do this are those who brought their wives from the village.” She said, acting like, she does not know anything about Ogonna.
She continued “They see village girls as humble f00ls they can marry and control anytime they wish, treat them as if they have no identity. Treat them as if they are slaves who doesn’t know their rights, from their left. Because they are not wise and smart like city girls, their husband deny them their basic rights. And most times, this type of husband will have number of girlfriends outside the house and will be coming home anytime they want, sometimes 1 or 2 in the deep of the night oo. And sometimes, they will sleep in a hotel with their girlfriends and leave the poor girl all alone in the house. And the worst, he will not be giving her the type of money she deserve as a wife, only giving her chicken change and be giving his girlfriend, thousands, millions. The wife will have no say simply because she is a gullible village rat, naive, not smart and doesn’t know anything”
Narrating all these, Tess was keeping a close eye on Ogonna, reading her reaction. And from what she can confirm, Ogonna was buying everything she was saying and maybe, relating it with her own situation.
And she continued “I wish all these village girls will be smart and know that, their husbands didn’t do them any favour by marrying them. They only married them, so they can be making babies for them and nothing more. They wouldn’t want anyone questioning them on how they should live their lives. And that is why most of them get HIV and infect their poor innocent wives”
Tess had noticed that Ogonna had remained quiet, as they kept walking down slowly. So she requested they sat in a local joint that was nearby as she ordered a soft drink for both of them.
To be continued
