Not So Happily Married…… Episode One

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A new series begin. Let’s start the ride. New episodes to drop every Wednesday.



Yes I do…………..But should I really be doing? I asked myself the moment the pastor said the words “You may kiss the Bride”.

“Join me in wishing the latest couple in town a happy married life.” the pastor shouted as soon as Jite’s lips met mine.

The cameras clicked away and the wedding guests shouted excitedly as we kissed. It seemed genuine enough; we tried to make it look so.

As we received hugs after hugs and wishes after wishes the smile plastered on my face never wavered, perfectly masking the fear and sadness that enveloped my throbbing heart.


To say I didn’t know I should not have married Jite will be a big lie. Who else marries a man that hates her? Truth be told, I don’t know why he married me either. He obviously hates me enough to not go on with it but for some reason he saw it through. I have my suspicion though. I think it might just be due to plain ego. He once promised me it was either him or no one else. If he can’t have me, no one will.

 Jite used to be wonderful you know. Every inch the gentle man. He was the kind of guy that won’t expect you to cook for him just because you are his babe, he was a man that would open doors for you, fight anyone for you and say I love you like a hundred times daily. Yeah he was that kind of man from the first day we met until the day an unborn baby and a cripple came between us.


I don’t know whether to call how we met unusual or dramatic. I had been in Game to look for a set of pots. For some reason I had scoured the whole of Lagos looking for a set of non stick cookware and had frowned upon every brand I saw until that day in Game. There it was on a well polished low shelf; sleek, red, with ornate wooden handles. Just what I had been looking for. I was about to grab the carton not bothering to check the price when another pair of hands touched it.

‘‘Hey, I bought that.” I said.

“And you bought it how?” He asked fixing me with a piercing glance.

 “Errrr…. I bought it by thinking of it already and as you can see I was standing in front of it about to carry it.”

“And madam, as you can also see, I was about to carry it too and I think my hand touched it first though.”

“It did?” I asked unsettled by his glance. He had on one of those massive eye glasses that some guys believe look cool. We looked about the same height but because of the advantage my heels gave I decided to stare him down but I needn’t have bothered. Dude was ready to stare back.

“What kind of a man even drags pots with a woman?” I exclaimed exasperatedly.

“The kind of a man that cooks and also appreciates good quality cookware.”

“But there are other brands here, Mister. Why don’t you just pick one?” I asked my eyes already getting misted with tears. 

“No Madam, I want this.”

“Okay”, I said walking away before he could see the tears in my eyes.

“Hey, you know we can solve this by getting married. That way the cookware will be ours or better still yours.”

“Oh, Jokes.” I replied waving him off. I would later learn that phrases like “let’s get married”, “I love you” and “let’s break up” were some of the easiest words for Jite to say. They come naturally and it’s hard to decide if it’s being said jokingly or seriously.

I left the mall few minutes later. I was about to start my car when someone leant in and said

“Can you open your Car boot”? I looked up sharply and it was him.

“Hey, I’m sorry if I sounded like a twat in there but I was just pulling your legs really. You can have your cookware; all you have to do is refund my money.” He added handing me the receipt.

I didn’t even think twice before jumping out of the car to hug him. I didn’t let go until he started patting my back like I was a baby. That was when the irritation came back full force and I condescendingly pointed to the boot for him to drop the carton in.

 “Can I get a ride?” he asked afterwards and against my better judgment, I allowed him. Halfway through the journey, we were already talking like old friends and I think I fell in love the moment he told me he left his car at the mall just so he could meet me. Yeah, that was the cool Jite. Not the one he became after I did what I did.           


We prepared for the wedding with so much passion and energy that you couldn’t tell how much Jite detested me. Sometimes I blame him, Most times I blame me and the rest of the time I blame both of us for going through the charade of getting married.

The day we went to see our wedding planner. I smiled when the wedding planner asked what the budget was and said just one word.

‘‘Unlimited’’ Jite’s mom had decided her son’s wedding was going to be one to remember and had given us a blank cheque. She had just finished a contract for the federal government and was rolling in cash. We were to spend as much as we wished she had said while giving us the cheque.

The event planner shifted in her seat and then asked.

“What and what do you want, how do you envision your day to be?”

 I told her we wanted something that screamed money, romance, elegance and class. I pushed away the niggling thoughts at the back of my mind and smiled.

“Just go all out please, go all the way. Money is not a problem.” Jite interjected rubbing my arms affectionately.

And all the way she went.


My friends’ emotions were bitter sweet and also tinged with slight doses of envy. I had paid for their bridesmaid dresses and I had also handed a kit to each of the sixteen of them complete with jewellery, hair accessories and even toiletries. In the midst of the oohs and the aaahs I couldn’t fail to see some of what they really felt. It was quite hard for them to get over the fact that I was leaving the single’s league and in style too. We had all shared stories of our efforts to make the men in our lives propose and they knew there weren’t going to be such stories again. That brought a kind of grief. I have felt it before and so could recognize it.

Our theme colour was Gold; it dominated the 1200 capacity hall that was our reception venue. The hall was exquisitely decorated. There were Gold draperies, fireworks, table to ceiling high center pieces, Candle holders, and a cozy couch for Jite and I strewn over with rose petals. The dimness of the purple lighting and the coziness of the couple’s enclave gave our reception the perfect romantic ambience that I wished for.

Our faces radiated sunshine, warmth and love, we smiled at the cameras, we kissed at every available opportunity, we both smiled for the guests, for the cameras. We danced for an hour to Lionel Richie, Phil Collins and Marvin Gaye’s songs; our favorite songs. He held me close and we smiled into each other’s eyes. To the world the pictures will show a couple totally in love but within us we know it was all a lie, we know it was a mistake that should never have happened.


The Limousine that took Jite and me from the reception was snow white. Mom stood by the door and wiped at her eyes. ‘‘Go well my daughter’’, she said. ‘‘We miss you already’’. I felt tears roll down my eyes and Jite wrapped a hand around me to comfort me. He kissed my ear and cooed against my ears. ‘‘Don’t cry baby’’. We closed the door, and we watched them wave till we could see them no more.

Jite’s mood went black immediately the Limousine moved. ‘‘Drive us around’’ he told the driver before closing the partition.

I cleared my throat. “Jite, aren’t we going to the hotel?”

“Not yet.” he grunted removing his arm from around me and shifting to create space between us.

“Okay, Jite will you just hold me? I’m cold.”

“Well, that’s your business. Didn’t you know you would be cold when you chose that dress he asked pointing a finger to my strapless mermaid tulle dress. I would have thought wearing a dress that accentuates your flat and firm stomach would have given you enough happiness and you won’t even need me.”

“Jite, please let’s not do this, please make me happy if only for today please.” I said my eyes misting over. Silence. It was as though I was talking to a wall.

to be continued …………

image designed by Okunade Hammed (@okunadegoodman)


35 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. dazeetah
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 16:42:58

    Mouth watering… When is the next one coming?


  2. Dennis Agyeman
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 16:55:35



  3. moskeda
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 17:05:51

    Oooh…liking it already. I can’t wait. Nice, Toyin 🙂


  4. HaroldWrites
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 17:12:35

    Okay, this is really awkward. They already hate each other but decide to get married? There’s definitely something each party is hiding. Even Mr & Mrs Smith were happily married and in love before the enemy set in. These ones already have an enemy before getting married and the enemy is themselves…..

    Ehen, about that line that some guys wear big googles cos they think it makes them super cool, I stand to defend all men with giant-size googles. WE. ARE.HOT. Simple.
    FI LE!


  5. seunodukoya
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 17:28:27

    Harold, they don’t ‘hate each other’. The groom hates his bride – and she doesn’t know why. We’ll find out soon – I hope.

    Toyin – sigh. Pure genius.

    I dey vex sha. How I go propose wey you no go answer me?! 😀

    Thanks for the – !



  6. miss Omoye
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 17:44:52



  7. Okechukwu Ofili
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 18:17:41

    and the journey begins again…glad to be oat the start of this journey.


  8. Isaacola AA
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 18:22:36

    Wow, am not sure the direction n dimension this will take but am itching to hear more. Its a pity many are legally married but not happily so…


  9. Isaacola AA
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 18:25:42

    Another journey begin with Toyin, um we will soon see twists n turn characterised by Toyin handiwork. Am salivating already….


  10. darkiebussie
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 19:00:41

    Nice one Toyin! Can’t wait till wednesday. Keep it up!


  11. kontactrita
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 19:40:02

    Juicy. Got me waiting…


  12. Aziz
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 19:50:00

    This promises to be a cracker. Can’t wait for the next episode.


  13. funsoexcel
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 21:08:38



  14. Atunwa kehinde
    Jul 03, 2013 @ 21:13:15

    That was a mind blowing piece…filled with suspense and waiting with bated breath for the concluding part of this!


  15. fabunmi Tolani
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 05:30:11

    They are both mad, cus dats d only explanation I could give to this, can’t wait to read the next episode.


  16. Ms Iyiola
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 05:52:14

    Wow! Ms Fab, keep up the fabulous work!!


  17. degreatest2
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 06:15:23

    I can’t wait for the next episode! Picture well painted!


  18. Seye
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 10:16:36

    So we start again. Something to look forward to every Wednesday. I’m already painting pictures of how it’ll go but I’ll leave you to do that. I trust you to spin something very very engaging. Let’s gooooo


  19. Dotun
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 12:14:23

    Shall we also have Jite’s side of this story! Hey, Action and reaction.


  20. rita
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 12:27:39

    Hummmmmm nice one. Lovin dis!!


  21. Rovina
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 12:57:45

    Torture! I want the rest of it!!!!


  22. Yetundeadebiaye
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 14:58:44

    The bride erred, hmmm… yet he was unwilling to forgive but willing to go ahead with the wedding anyways. Ego???

    TY, you know what’s painful? This wait will be a long one, cos unlike your usual suspense where I get busy with work, while waiting, now, I’m on maternity leave so this is a long wait and its unfair ooooh!


  23. oyetola
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 17:20:44

    Can’t wait to av more


  24. lawalaboladefatai
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 17:21:52

    Can’t wait for the next episode


  25. Nsisong Effiong
    Jul 04, 2013 @ 19:34:28

    I’m hooked.

    It’s like when you have all the right ingredients displayed on the kitchen table and what’s left is turning them into a good meal.

    Looking forward to it.


  26. tessadoghor
    Jul 11, 2013 @ 13:28:36

    Mystery solved
    She aborted the baby.


  27. tessadoghor
    Jul 11, 2013 @ 13:29:07

    She aborted his baby rather…
    ride on!


  28. Folashade
    Jul 12, 2013 @ 07:22:40

    Babe I can’t wait to finish this up. It is a gud piece but I can’t stp but wonder why they went ahead to get married with so much hatred i̶̲̥̅̊n̶̲̥̅̊ their heart.


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  30. Jyte
    Jul 25, 2013 @ 13:19:56

    And he had to be Jite. lol. Loved every bit. Off to the next episode.


  31. emma
    Aug 16, 2013 @ 19:16:53

    Hmmm…will comment @ d end of d series….and dont keep us waiting


    Sep 18, 2013 @ 10:16:47

    Romantic, intriguing, ironic with the right blend of suspense.


  33. simplylulucious
    Sep 19, 2013 @ 05:36:55



  34. Emerald
    Sep 27, 2013 @ 19:56:23

    Rily mouth watering lyk Dazeetah said! Abeg wen’s d nxt episode due,i jst can’t wait. I L♥√ع alredi!


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