Chapter 6: Honeymoon Highs, Quiet Doubts

After the road trip with Morayo, we go do marriage certificate. We do travel wedding, no big party, but invite plenty friends come celebrate. For dinner, I drink well. I happy—real happiness. I don finally marry the woman wey I love. Those my suffer days with Amaka don finish. My life don fresh again. Every breath dey sweet me.

We snap picture for beach, Morayo dey form model, sand full her leg. I take extra leave. Me and Morayo just dey house, no fit leave each other. She dey playful, dey ask for gifts. Luxury things full house, everywhere just dey shine.

She go hug me for kitchen, dey ask, "Husband, you too good. I love you die."

Morayo hug my waist—na real wahala. Amaka dey gentle like rain for August, but Morayo na real wahala—her energy fit wake dead man. Any time I buy her luxury things, she no dey happy, she go even say e too show, e no get use. As I dey compare, I just dey see say me and Amaka na big mistake.

Me and Amaka meet for family introduction. My parents like her work and school—law degree, law master, court worker since she finish school. So when I divorce Amaka, me and Morayo dey fear small. She be magistrate. If she wan show, the divorce fit scatter, I fit lose. That day for parking lot, as she see me and Morayo together, I fear. But Amaka just quick gree for divorce, e save us wahala.

I think say I don get the life wey I want. But after marriage, Morayo start to change from the woman I know before.

Her phone dey ring every time, new friends, new shopping. I just dey observe.