Chapter 4: Doubt After Drama

"Dear, abeg no vex. That Kunle don spoil our wedding night."

Her voice low, her face near my chest. I feel her breath, her hand cold.

As people comot, Morenike hug my neck, but e clear say she no too vex. She hold me small, then loose quick like say she dey shame. She dey form strong woman, but her eyes dey dodge.

"Kunle just come disturb me, abi? You sure say him like you?"

My voice dey small, almost jealous. I dey expect her to laugh am off.

"How e go be? Na just old padi, nothing more."

She talk am with sharp voice, but she no too look my face.

"If you no like am, I go stop to dey see am. Abeg, no vex, okay?"

She kiss me soft.

That kiss just cool my mind.

I feel small peace for my heart. Even if wahala dey, at least my woman dey my side tonight.

"Then abeg, keep him for one side. Any man wey no fit control himself when him drink, get problem."

I talk am with heavy voice, as if I dey warn her from inside.

"Yes, my husband."

Morenike agree sharp sharp. Her face show say na true she dey talk, her eyes just dey look me with love.

I rub her back small, try forget the drama. She hold my hand tight, both of us quiet for some minutes.