I’m a good pretender, I know. Or maybe a bad one who is too stubborn to say anything. Until I reach a tipping point, that is. The surprise on Mariam’s face. I could tell that she didn’t expect Nisa to say anything.
Did she really think the woman would keep it to herself? Why did she even tell her in the first place? Is not a disgrace to still be a virgin 3 months into a marriage?
Everyone will blame me. Mamudu, the weakling. Mamudu, the man who knows nothing.
“But Mamudu, it it normal?” More rambling and she hasn’t apologized even once. “We haven’t been able to consummate our marriage for 3 months and you expect me to keep quiet?”
“Haven’t we been trying?” At this point, I can’t keep my voice down anymore.
“Kai! Why are you shouting? The last time you tried was 6 weeks ago!” Of course, she’ll blame me. I’m the one who’s supposed to make the move. I’m the one that’s supposed to do the trying. I’ve never seen a woman the way I’ve seen her and she expects me to just know how it’s done.
“Ah!” The pain is not new, but it’s sharper now than ever.
“What is it now?l
“My eyes.” It’s bad enough that my sight is dimming. These eye aches and headaches are just torture. As Mariam places her palm on my forehead, I imagine she regrets marrying me even as I itch to slap her hand away.
We hear a sound at the door and both look in that direction before looking back at each other. Can it be? Mariam picks up the letter we suspected would be there. We know what it is once we see it. It’s my turn to get a letter from the Company.