“That is just a tip of the ice berg, are you ready to go into polygamy?” The man asked and he nodded.
“Is your wife at home aware or how did you intend to let her know.” He asked
“She has no problem with Sadiqah, Alihamdulilah.” He replied.
“How did you intend to share their accommodation, do they agree to stay together or you want them to live differently?” He asked and Musodiq replied Sadiqah had no problem with the accommodation arrangement which was that they will share the same compound but the same building and the man nodded in satisfaction and Musodiq heart was beating faster at the questions.
“Would you like her to stay at home or work, she has her stall.” The man asked and Musodiq replied that she can still continue with her business. Aziza is a stay at home wife.
“What is your relationship like with your parents?” The man asked for he know that Allah says And lower unto them the wing of submission and humility through mercy and say: ‘My Lord, Bestow upon them your mercy, as they did bring me up when I was small.’” (Surah Al Isra, ayat 24). And also
“And We have enjoined on man (to be dutiful and good) to his parents. His mother bore him in weakness and hardship upon weakness and hardship, and his weaning is in two years- give thanks to Me and to your parents – unto Me is the final destination.” (Surah Luqman, ayat 14) he would want a man who is kind to his parents.
“I have a very good relationship with them, infact they are both aware of my visit here today, Alihamdulilah.” He explained and the man nodded repeatedly.
He further ask more questions about the family and his work before he told him that he would like to see his parents.
Sidiqah is his last daughter and the most stubborn, she was the only one who decided to live alone before marriage and is the only one of all his children from his first marriage that did not have good relationship with the his second wife, she was always finding trouble with her especially after her mother death and he keep coming home to settle quarrel everyday and she is always at fault.
“I don’t like her.” she would say and as soon she was in her third year in the university, she indicated that she wanted to move out.
“I don’t like this, he said to her
“At least, she would not be fighting every time.” Her eldest sister said and he reluctantly paid for her apartment and surprisingly, there was peace in the house and he had rest of mind, all her three elder sister are now married and he is glad that she is about to do that too, it is a joy of a parent.
He was very surprise and impressed that she is going into polygamy, perhaps it is time for her to learn how to be accommodative and put others feelings first, he remember how she even reacted than her mother when she heard he wanted to marry another, she was the last child from his wife of four girls and she was thirteen when he made the announcement,
“I am not in support? Is it because we are girls? Do you think we will not amount to be something?” she asked him and her mother shut her down.
“How dare you talk to your father like that.” Her mother said to her.
Sidiqah mother had a terminal disease that they have both been nursing and for two years, she was struggling to perform her wifely duties and he was very considerate, there was no hope for cure.
“Any time is Allah’s will.” She would tell him and plead with him not to let the children know about it until when she could tell them herself.
“How about you get married to another woman?” she asked him and he was surprised, what woman will suggest that to her husband… even if she is sick.
“I know you have been so considerate all these while …” she said.
“I am not complaining.” He said to her,
“You know Doctor said I am still lucky that to still be alive, we both know there is no cure, even if you don’t do it now, you can’t stay like this when I am gone at least, you are still young… and handsome and agile.” She said to him amidst tears.
“Just do it, the kids will need a mom when I am gone, when you do it now, they will have chance of adapting while I am still here and you will have a wife too.. I am just a patient now, you know.” She said, he know it was definitely not easy for her to say. Being from a polygamous home where the husband didn’t follow the sharia way of being just!
He watched his mother and her co wives fight to gain their husband attention and how much they spend in preparing his food so that he would sleep over at their place, most time, he does not usually gives these wives money for maintenance and upkeep, in fact it was his mother who saw him through school and he had made promise that he didn’t want to be like his father and that was made him interested in the Sharia and he is currently have a PhD in Islamic Law and Jurisprudence.
“I am scared, I might not be just.” He said to his wife, they have been married for twenty one years and she had been an amazing woman, a friend and a wife even though she could not do much of that anymore because of ill health. He remember how his siblings were giving him ideas to get married to another woman who will give him a son but he just laughed it off.
“I am the reason why she is giving birth to females, she is bringing forth what is in me.” He said that to shut them up and indeed it did.
“I don’t even remember how it is to woo a lady.” He said and she smiled.
“Or do you have anyone in mind?” he asked her.
“Yes, there is a woman I know, she is divorced with a child, her name is Hanan, she is a colleague at the academy before I resigned and she is very young and pretty, I think you will like her.” she said to her husband who was only starred at her.
“What if she is married?” He asked after a while.
“No, she is not, I always keep tab on her.” she said to him and she planned their meeting, a proposal was made and they got married three months later.
Hanan is a dove of a woman and he had never seen someone so patient, kind and understanding as she was. All the kids warmed up to her except for Sadiqah and her son Imran and she fit in to the family and assume the motherly role as soon as their mother became bedridden before she later breathed her last.
“I don’t like her and will never accept her.” Sadiqah said and he was scared how worst she became after her mother’s death, she was the worst hit by her death aside from him because she was the youngest and the dearest to her mother and sometimes he do overlook her behaviour because he understands that she is still grieving.
Now she is to go into the polygamy she detested so much and he could not help but wonder why.
“I like him a lot Dad and beside he told me, he would have married me if we have met earlier.” She said to him and he swallowed hard at the revelation;
"Are you willing to share him?" He asked
Men with their sweet mouth…
Reason why he decided to invite Musodiq for a thorough chat and give him a hitch of what he was about to go into, incase he is not aware, most men just go into polygamy without knowing what is at stake, some learn on the job and other don't.
Polygamy is not for boys…
He was born into it and engaged in it for three years before Sadiqah’s mother died.
He know he can’t reject Musodiq, his daughter is obviously heels in love already, perhaps he just have to get closer to him to educate him from time to time.
He sighed and faced his would be son in law who he know might be wondering what was on his mind that he was silent for long.
“Okay, I will like to see your parents and let’s talk about the Nikkah.” The man said and watch Musodiq beamed with smiles.
"How often do you see her?" He asked
"See her?" He asked not understanding what he was being asked
"Visit her house?" He asked him.
"Often sir." Musadiq said not knowing why he was being asked that question ,
"You need to stop seeing her alone until a Nikkah is done. If my daughter has no sense, you should, at least you are older and look more ... Knowledgeable." The man said and Musadiq glanced on the floor, and could not even state at the man anymore.
"Don't you have any knowledge of the shariah... Your appearance does not depict your actions... Spend time with your wife at home and prepare her for the journey ahead." The man explained and Musadiq heart missed a beat.
"I need to see your parents." He said to him after a while.
“Ins sha Allah, they will be here as soon as you let me know when they can come.” He said to him
“Just like you suggested, Sadiqah will be joining the family soon ins sha Allah.” He started that evening, it was so unlike him to come early home, he had not been doing that for the past two years and it felt seeing him that early.And as soon as those words came out of his mouth, she felt a rush of sadness felt on her, yes, she had known this day will come? At least he had been having a haram relationship with her for more than two years and seems to have abandoned her totally!She wanted him to be a better man and hence why she suggested that he let her join the family, he is financially responsible to do so and rather than indulge him in a relationship with a non mahram which is the road to the biggest fitnah of all, he should just make her haram and she hope he will be just! Even though she didn’t even know if she is sure he will do that!She took a deep breath as she try not to cry, of course she want to! She is going to have to share him with the one who seem to have taken over
She was surprise to see his car in the compound as she drove in, she had gone to the market to stock the house for the month and on her way home, she stopped her son’s school to pick him and got delayed a bit in traffic, she was glad she got some minutes to five and she had not even observe her Salatul Asr.She parked her car beside her husband and helped her son, he was already dozing and the first thing she did was to take him inside and made him lie on the Sofa, her husband was nowhere in the living room, she made sure he sleep comfortable after which she went back outside to take a sack of tomato, she was about to go in when she met her husband at the door entrance. They exchange teslim as he relieved her of the sack in her hands.“I was about to come help you with the loads.” He said as soon as he dropped the sack in her large kitchen.“Have you perform Salah?” he asked her and she shook her head.He then instructed her to go in and perform her Salah while he takes in the loads in
She was surprise to see his car in the compound as she drove in, she had gone to the market to stock the house for the month and on her way home, she stopped her son’s school to pick him and got delayed a bit in traffic, she was glad she got some minutes to five and she had not even observe her Salatul Asr. She parked her car beside her husband and helped her son, he was already dozing and the first thing she did was to take him inside and made him lie on the Sofa, her husband was nowhere in the living room, she made sure he sleep comfortable after which she went back outside to take a sack of tomato, she was about to go in when she met her husband at the door entrance. They exchange teslim as he relieved her of the sack in her hands. “I was about to come help you with the loads.” He said as soon as he dropped the sack in her large kitchen. “Have you perform Salah?” he asked her and she shook her head. He then instructed her to go in and perform her Salah while he takes in the load
He just want a better life for himself. “I am waiting.” The man said. “Okay sir, can I get the information on how to locate your place sir, I have never been to Ibadan before.” He asked the man after a deep thought and the man gave him his business card.“You can visit anytime.” He said to her and drove off, paid him and even gave him transport fare to visit if he want to and he was left by the roadside deep in thought.He know without doubt that he will have to go see the man, there is no harm in trying , he had been in Ogbomosho for a while and travelling to Ibadan in search of greener pastures sound a like a great idea, it is one of the reason he left home. Perhaps going there will give him a better life and before making the great decision, he performed his Istikharah after Maghreb while he wait at the Masjid to perform Ishai.He just want to be guided, he know he had been through so many risks that moment and there is no way he can go back home without accomplishing his desire.
“I would not fuck up this time Adunni ins sha Allah… please, all I want is a second chance… it is only way I can have peace.” He pleaded.“I want my first love back… I need her for support, you have always been my rock right from the first day you become my wife… I want that woman that treat my parents like hers, I want that woman who always listens all the jargons I say and believe it… Please Adunni, give me a second chance.” He plead them and then he realised there were tears in her eyes again and she rested her head on his shoulder and cried. “I promise, I will learn, I will learn on how to be a just Husband and I pray Allah make it easy… and like always I need your prayers, please.” He said to her and he listened to her sobs gently and his heart melted, he had never seen this weakest part of his wife, she didn’t even cry much when she lost her pregnancy and he know she must deeply be hurt. She watched her raised her head and starred at him, “I am not crying because you want to
“Did you know how many of your missed calls I have on my phone?” he asked her and she was silent before she glanced at her friend whose attention was on the call she was making to know their conversation.“You remind me of my sister who keep calling me all the time.” He said to her.“Why will you call me sis?” she said to him and he laughed again. “Where are you?” he asked her.“I am at the stall? Are you coming?” she asked him.“Emu ke? No ooo, I am about to go back home….I need to go pick Habeebullah up and then go back home,” He said to her.“Hummm,” she said frowning and then swallowed hard. “What am I supposed to do now, the caterer…” she tried to explain.“Your step mum and I had sorted the issue out already, we discussed this morning, I was at your house to see her.” He said to her and she sighed.“Since when did you start calling my step mother to discuss my wedding?” She asked him. 'She is your mum after all... I am so sorry if you are offended but I am just following in
She smiled as soon as he joined her on the bed. “This one that you are giving me this cute smile… it is like I know what you want.” He said moving closer to her under the heavy blanket. “See the man that want to get married….” She said still smiling and his heart sank, he know how she does not want to have anything to do with his second marriage and he had tried not to discuss about it with her, he respect her privacy and the fact that she know about it and seem to be preparing for it, he is happy.“I was at the flat today, what do you want to do about it?” She asked him, “You went to the flat?” he asked her and she nodded.She was suddenly a bit lonely in the house and so decided to take a tour round the compound, there are six flats in the compound, she and her husband lives in one and that is the largest and put up the other five flats up for rent, the fifth flat was vacated some months earlier and had been left unoccupied and when her husband told her of his second marriage, sh
She looked around the large living room as she sat down quietly in the living room as soon as the last guest left the house and she took a deep breathe and watched her husband joined her in the living room, he had went into the bed room to have a shower. “Would you not have a shower?” he asked her and sat down on the sofa beside her.“Oya, go and shower and change from this your heavy dressing.” He teased her and she blushed.“I can’t believe my one and only lady would be this shy? The super woman herself” he teased her further.“Who told you I am shy?” she said to him.“Of course, how can my olori be shy? Just go and have your shower and let us have something to eat.” He said to her and she nodded “Come and show me the way.” She said dragging him up to his feet and he smiled lovingly at her, he recalled how shy and Aziza was being that close to him even after several months of Nikkah, unlike her, Sadiqah warmed up to him immediately as if they have been together all the time .. but
Two weeks later. She watched him pick at his food slowly and she sighed, even though it is been two weeks that they have reconciled, he is still moody, she had to let him be for those times but she could not take anymore. As soon as the kids left for their room to sleep, she went to the bedroom to where he was sitting on the bed and pressing his phone , she watched him left the phone on the bed and went into the bathroom to have his bath, as soon as she saw that, she walked to where her bathrobe was hung , changed into it and walked into bathroom to join him. In the bathroom, he was standing under the shower enjoying as the water splashes on his skin, it was an hectic day for him that day at work , and all he wanted was to have a sleep. She smiled at herself and slipped out of her bathrobe , cover her hair with a shower cap and walked to him, then wrap her hands around his waist, he was taken aback, she hugged him tightly and rested her head on his back and let the water splashes
He saw her old car drove in to the workshop and he sighed, of course he was counting the days... they both had just a few days left. And he watched from the window blinds as the car parked and she got down from the car and then the passenger seat opened as well, and she saw her too. Sadiqah? Aziza and Sadiqah? How come? Am I dreaming? Oh, this is the surprising... I never thought I would see this day!!! How come??? But still, I don’t want to see them here, He smiled and picked the phone lying on his desk and dialed his secretary’s number. “Tell my wives that I am busy.” He said over the phone and disconnect the called the call. He sighed deeply and sat down on the chair. Yes this has been on for a while, I should end it now ... They have been punished for a enough... Only few days left? Now we need to set some rules and create a lot of boundaries . I am tired of this too much disrespect Of course they are remorseful now... And I hope Sadiqah is , I
“I can’t believe the Iddah brought us back to our senses.” Aziza said smiling amidst tears forming in her eyes. “You want to cry?” Sadiqah asked “Oh... See how bad your face looks. You have cried so much, this is the first time I am seeing this part of you.” Aziza teased her. “Hmmm, do you know me that much?” Sadiqah asked and Aziza smiled. “Just go clean your face first, it is almost time for Zuhr.” Aziza said. “Can I do that here? Perform Salah?” Sadiqah asked. “Sure, I have been the only one in here. He took the kids away.” Aziza said. “You miss them?” Sadiqah asked and Aziza sighs. “I saw them last week.” Aziza said. “How are they?” She asked “Alihamdulilah, they don’t even know I am not there ... “ Aziza said. “They must be the enjoying their grandparents company... Musadiq is wicked ...” Sadiqah said and Aziza sighs. They observe zuhr and Aziza offer her some snacks and some home made juice. “Do you have some money?” Sadiqah asked Aziza. “Money?” Aziza a
Fiftieth Day, The knock came again and heart missed a beat, she cleaned off the tears in her eyes and rushed to the door. He is back !!! She hardly had any visitors. She opened the door and came face to face with her. “What are you looking for here?” Aziza asked looking and sounding disappointed. “ As salamualaykum waramotullah.” She greeted and extended an handshake, Aziza sighed, reply the teslim but didn’t take the handshake. “What are you looking for here?” She asked again but in a stern voice this time. “I am sorry... Can I come in?” Sadiqah said calmly. “I am here for peace...” She added and raised her hands. For a while, Aziza stood fixed by the door looking at her from head to toe, she then let out a sigh, made way for her and let her in to her apartment. The two women sat down quietly for a while, looking at each other. “I am in Iddah?” Sadiqah announced. “Same here... Why are you here?” Aziza asked her. “I am sorry.” Sadiqah said even the tone showed i
Seventh day, “Your husband is not picking my calls... I have been calling him for days now, only for his number not to be reachable yesterday ... So I guess I must have been blocked ... Do you see what disrespect you made me pass through, Daud tried calling him too, he didn’t pick up, so I think we need to come over , once Daud and I get our emergency leave approved at work, we will take the children to their grand parents and travel down to Abuja. Abi, what nonsense is this for Allah sake... If I can’t handle this, perhaps I have to let Alhaji and Alhaja know about this ... “ She said to her sister and Aziza nodded and then the phone got disconnected . Tenth Day; He parked his car in the compound and got down from the car, locked his car with the car automatic key and walked into the house ...“I was about coming to see you at your work place since you decided not to honour my call on time.” Sadiqah’s father said to him as soon as he entered the older man library. They exchanged t
Twenty four hours later; Pacing round the living room, her heart was beating fast than it has ever beat before , she was sweating profusely , not knowing what to do.Subuanallah! What came over me? Ehn... Emi Adunni... Fighting in public? Haaaa.... !!! Talaq ke? Haaaa! What will I tell my family ? But I cannot keep quiet , she is always taking me for a fool all the time ? Afi igba ti omo yii ko ba mi (This lady has finally landed me into trouble ) Ehn, so I have just started my iddah? I haven’t seen my kids? He will not pick my calls? His parents will not do so too? Haaaa..... How will I get out of the house now? At least he should let me see my kids .... Several thoughts seem to be going through her mind as she just let the sweats flow from her forehead. ............She was breathing heavily as she walked all through the room, thinking of what has happened over the day...Was I wrong? Abi, she started it!!? She took a fool of me ...I can’t just keep quiet... Ha
“How can he battered your face this way, I can’t believe Abu Habeebullah would stoop so low... But ... Though I am not supporting this. .. but what did you do, since he hadn’t done this before , something might have trigger it ... Because hmmm, Sadiqah, I know you.” Her sister said to her and Sadiqah sighed. “Are you supporting what he did?” Sadiqah asked her sister and she swallowed hard. “Why does everyone see me as a problem maker?” She asked “What exactly happened to have warrant this? Perhaps that would help.” Her sister asked her.“Musadiq is cheating on me ...” She announced and her sister opened her eyes wider wondering if she heard her right.“Cheating on you?” She asked to be sure. “Cheating on us...” She said correcting herself. “You mean he want to get married to wife number 3?” Her sister asked her and she shrugged.“See, if he is going to get married again, at least he would do it right... But he didn’t want to ... he is always on his phone twenty four seven , he co
She sighed at this thought as the anger in her escalated and she find her way to the living room, where he was sitting staring at his phone as if his life depend on it ... She walked to him and snatched his phone from him and smashed it on the ground and that came to him as a surprise , he stared at his phone in pieces on the floor and then looked at his wife sharply, he stood up and gave her a slap. “What is wrong with you? Are you crazy, how dare you smashed my phone on the floor? You damaged my phone ... “ Musadiq said on top of his voice. .“You slapped me Musadiq!” She exclaimed in tears. “You slapped my face...” She asked again. “Yes, I did, and I don’t regret it ... You are nothing but a tout and I am going to make sure you fixed that phone.” He said to her and turned to leave the living room. “I am going to fix it back abi... Let me show you how...” She said to him and picked his phone remains and threw them at him, he turned and charged at her in a rage and for the first
“Do you think I am joking?” Sadiqah asked discouraged as she watched Aziza laughed all her heart out and then she stopped. “I am so sorry, it is funny you are here to talk to me about this... It is not like we are friends you know.” Aziza said to her and watched Sadiqah scratched her head.“But at least we are married to the same man ... “ Sadiqah said. “And this is a joint problem for us.” She added and Aziza nodded. “So, what do you suggest we do?” Sadiqah asked. “Do you think we should both confront him?” She asked further. “Not now, let us be calm for a while and think of the next thing to do, we can’t say they are committing zina when we haven’t caught them in the act and you know your husband, he does not get angry on things that one would think will anger him, his temper is unpredictable. So for now, let us assume that we don’t know anything.” Aziza advised and Sadiqah sighed.“How can you stay calm when your husband is cheating ....do you read the erotic messages she sent