Chapter 7: Pepper for Eyes

"But Morayo dey young."

"Old Tunde, to dey carry young babe dey cost."

"If no be so, why young girl just finish school go follow you?"

Na my guy dey talk as he pour me another drink. Few days ago, me and Morayo get our first real quarrel. No be serious fight, but e pain me.

We dey sit for beer parlour for Allen, small generator dey hum for background. I dey look my phone, dey shake head. "I know."

"I no say she dey waste money, but..."

Na just say after I see that big credit card bill, my body vex. Morayo too like buy luxury things. From head to toe, na only big brand she dey wear. I know before marriage say she like better thing, but I no know say she fit buy five, six designer bags for one month—some never even touch ground. Shoe rack and closet for house don full.

My guy just dey laugh, "O boy, you dey see pepper o!" I shake head, sip drink, watch people waka for street. "Forget am. I no even know wetin to talk."

I finish my drink, shake head. My guy laugh, "Your ex-wife no want am, you dey force give. Now Morayo dey buy am, you dey vex."

As I dey look her, I remember Amaka quiet face—she go just shake head, say "No waste money." Maybe na since, I never remember Amaka. Suddenly, I just shock. All those times I dey buy gift for Amaka flash for my mind.

Amaka go just look me with soft face. "I tell you no buy bag again. E no fit my work. Return am. Make we use the money carry our parents travel for Christmas."

Later, we really travel small. I frown, like say I dey realise something. For those trips, na Amaka salary card we dey use.