Eghe

One year and continuous heart break later.

It was Sunday and the triplets first birthday, our house was filled with workers, the party planners, decorators, the triplets dressers and everyone who was trying to make the party a success were moving up and down, busy doing one thing or another.

Ikay left for the office earlier in the day. he had something to round up. I Wondered what he was rounding up on a Sunday.

After the birth of our triplet, it has been one hell of a roller coaster ride. From one quarrel to another.

First, we had issues with the naming of the triplets. My parents named our kids. Ikay went berserk over the issue saying he was the father by rights and traditions he should be the one naming his kids. He was right. My father wouldn't hear of it. My father went ahead and  named them Genzebe, Isabella and Ryan.

When my parents named our babies, Ikay turned completely. Those were not the names he wanted for his children, he complained bitterly to me. He wanted our traditional names.

He named the first triplet who my father named Genzebe Eghosa Jr(meaning God's time) the second, Isabella  Obosa(meaning God'shand) and Ryan, Oghosa (God's own).

My father rejected the names. I was not happy about it, those were good names. they were my parents and i couldn't disagree with them.
From that very day, my home has never been the same. I have known no peace. I have tried explaining just for him to see reasons with my parents, but Ikay being Ikay wouldn't calm down for my parents.

Another issue was buying of things for the kids. My mom always rejected what Ikay bought, she said they were too cheap. Cheap? I was stunned when my mom called his things cheap. To be sincere, they were way more expensive than what my parents got for the kids, but just to truncate his efforts, my mom wouldn't even allow me wear the kids what their father Bought for them.

When Ikay got to find out, he stopped talking to me for two Weeks. Like two good Weeks. He left our mansion and came back after two weeks without hearing from me or the kids, but my mom and dad said he was always at work.

Last night was another of our disagreement. Ikay woke me up at the middle of the night__ after the kids birthday party, he informed me he was leaving.

"You can leave" I flamed, I was tired of his complains and the fact that he wasn't ready to calm down  for my parents who only wanted nothing but to help him.

"Oh, I can leave" he repeated harshly.

"Yes, you can. You have been on about leaving, can you please  GO" I said firmly turning my back against him hoping to go back to sleep.

"I'm taking my children with me". He said angrily

"You would do no such thing" I retorted alarmed, turning to face him "They are quiet young and still needs me"

"No" he began, "some kids do loose their mom at birth and they still live, I'm sure they would survive"

My eyes flew open. did he just wish me dead. I watched as he turned his back against me.

"You're taking no child from me Ikay" I told him shaking. I got no reply from him.

I couldn't sleep. I was so scared he was going to carry out his threat, Ikay has never been this  stern towards me even when we weren't talking, it was always towards mum.

I woke up this morning late, feeling tired, I found him gone. I ran towards my kids room and found them sleeping peacefully. I exhaled the breath I didn't know I was holding. I walked towards our walk in closet and found out his clothes were still there, no piece missing. I smiled

My mother really said his types were all words and no action.

I relaxed and went down stairs and found Richard who informed me Ikay went to the office and has something to round up.

I and Ikay have been married for a year and 7months, living under my parents roof and I can assure you I haven't been happy for a whole month. Aside the month my babies were born. Ikay and I were like real couples, he even kissed me during some of those days. How I missed his kissed and touches. We stopped having sex before our wedding, there was no wedding night sex between us, I personally felt cobwebs already growing in my vagina and I missed those days where we had none stop sex.

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The kids birthday went smoothly. kids owned by workers in my fathers hotel were all present.

My cousin's kids were also present. Nehi's baby mama and her kid also made it to the party. They all made the triplets first party a memorable one.

Ikay came late to the party, I heard my mom say he should have just missed it, that what sorta father comes late to his kids first birthday party.

I watched him. Ikay wasn't as happy as I and my parents. When we were asked to take a family photo, he objected.
He refused joining me for a family photo, I wanted one because we didn't have any with the kids, something always came up when we scheduled for one. This would be a good opportunity I thought, but Ikay wasn't interested.

I went ahead and took pictures  with my exuberant kids. They just learnt how to walk, they were happy to be everywhere and nowhere in particular.

When I was done snapping with the kids, I saw Ikay walking straight to the photographer, they chatted briefly. He walked towards I and the kids, he took pictures with the kids, sidelining me. He then singled out Genzebe and snapped with her alone. What about  Isabella and Ryan? I was hurt.

What exactly was his problem, if he wanted out, he should just say and I would give him a divorce, obviously his actions were speaking volumes.

The following morning which was a Monday morning I woke up late, the previous day was tedious for I and my family.
I found Ikay sitting and was glaring at me, I sat up instantly and watched him from under my lashes. Why was he not at work.

I checked the time by our bedstand and found out it was 10am "you're not at work" I asked him not meeting his gaze. Before he could give me a reply his phone rang and he spoke to the person.

"Hi love" he called the other person softly.

Love? My head screamed who was he calling love?

"I will be on my way in 10mins" he informed the person and ended the call, his expression fluttered to a smirk but was quickly masked.

Who was he going to meet? Was he spending my fathers money on other bitches, no way would I accept that. My parents would hear about this.

I couldn't voice my grievance because we weren't in good terms. We hardly talk lately. We lived like roommates rather like couples.

I thought about my parents, they had a meeting to attend this morning, I guess they would have gone by now. They went to bed early yesterday because they had to be at a board meeting this morning.

I watched as Ikay returned his phone into his breast pocket.

Who do you think Ikay called love?

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