The filthy hands of in-laws

 


At 18 I am married off!

Life is what I desired

An established jolly man, a big house, parties

My marital house is warm

Warmer than anything you have ever imagined!

 

Within the first year

The in-laws start their filthy games

What have you brought to this house?

Is she your sister?

At dawn, my sister-in-law travels in the wee hours

She peeps and eavesdrops

 Are they sleeping

Is the baby making on

 

As I cook, run around with my chores

In their loudest tones,

My in-laws torment me day in day out

“I hear a baby crying, go attend to it”

“I smell pupu of the baby”

Toilet paper gets rolled out

Dry surfaces get cleaned up in the name of pupu being cleaned

The baby is crying, go feed it

 

Here I am, childless

3 miscarriages in one year!

3 of my babies gone

Do you think I do not want to hold them in my arms?

 

Plead is all I can do with my husband

Honey let us go to the hospital and have a check up

I am fine is the response

Go find out why you cannot conceive

Insist is what I do; I cannot go alone,

We are a party to this, best we both get checked

 

The family pressure builds on

My kind husband starts turning vile

He doesn’t look at me in the eye

Drinking becomes his best friend, his wife

He starts to sleep out

Yells at me

He stops eating my food

 

I become a stranger in my own marriage

In my own house

I am in chains

I have never tampered with my uterus

Never did I abort

Birth control pills and menstrual pain pills are what I hear of from the neighbours

 

Deep inside i know I am normal, I can have my own children

My home turns into my in-laws’ den

They roam in it

Every corner of it

They run through my personal belonging

My marital bed is no exception!

They inspect it

 

The car I received from my husband on my wedding day is taken by his brother

My cooking utensils are taken away by the girls

He is mute like he has never spoken a word in his life

Laughter has died in our house

We have turned into strangers

 

One morning, I left

I applied the principle to two legs

Back to my father’s house

Left a clear message

I shall return after our families rebuild this bridge

After you accept to go to the hospital with me

I cannot be treated like I am not human

I cannot live in my house like an animal being hunted

 

I find myself a job

I am happy again

The pleading begins for my return

Please come back home

My ground I stand

 

He trails me

He stalks me

Leaves me restless

He finds himself a higher position at my workplace in my duty station

He threatens me

He slaps me

He disgraces me in public

 

I am being torn from the inside

I get moved to another location

I become the hunted

Gunmen follow me

Gunmen ransack my house

 

Let us return the dowry, my papa intervenes

I am excited and offer to add

No, he says

We received, we shall return

It is done!

My peace returns!

 

Love blossoms again!

I dive in

With the hope that the new man will be different

Today I have my own grandchildren      

I am aging with grace

Life is what I desired once more

Happiness has returned to me!                                                                                                                                                

 

PC: Thomas Saliot

Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita                                                                                                                                                                                     

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