Chapter 5: Wife Duties and Mumu Love

Next day, I sleep like say tomorrow no dey.

When I open eye, Ifedayo don wake, hold my waist, dey look me.

As he see me wake, he rub my neck like puppy, dey whine: “Wife~”

I rub my waist, pat him back: “Husband, stand up. We suppose go greet Mama.”

He jump up, drag me up.

“Mm~ I go dress Wife.”

Na there I realise say I no wear anything.

Last night, I beg am bath me, he just bath me, no wear cloth for me at all.

Before I fit talk, he don rush go find cloth, carry my undercloth, dey look am, talk: “Wife cloth small o.”

Then he look my body: “You fit enter this one?”

As I understand, I blush, cover his mouth.

“Husband~ I fit, abeg no talk.”

He tilt head, eyes dey smile, then nod.

Na then I free his mouth.

I wan dress myself, but he no gree.

For him mind, e no be husband and wife matter—he just think say I tire last night, so he suppose care for me.

I chuckle small. As he help me wear wrapper, he even try to tie my gele, but the knot bend anyhow. When I look for mirror, I burst laugh, he laugh follow. "Wife fine like owambe queen!" he shout, making my heart warm. For this simple joy, I no fit vex for am at all.