As soon as I cleared out the dinner table, I went into the
bedroom, not bothering to say goodnight to Kenny in the living
room. I knew he was going to be coming to bed soon enough. I
needed him to think I was fast asleep by the time he came to
bed. I quickly got into the bathroom and had a quick shower
before climbing into bed. I made sure I put on my long pyjamas
so there was no way he could have easy access to my body.
About an hour later when I heard him climb into bed and turn
the other way, I finally let out the breath I was holding. I
managed to escape the s-x tonight.
By the time I woke up the next morning, I knew we were going to
have another round of noise and fight and I quickly said a silent
prayer to God for strength. I could feel his hand roaming round
my body relentlessly and there was no doubt in my mind what
the expected end result to be. I opened my eyes and took a
glimpse at the clock on the wall. It was just 6.am. I turned and
removed his hands from my body and tried to get up only to be
pulled back. By the third time of going through the same motion,
he finally spoke up.
”Babe, what is the excuse today? It has been 2 weeks for Christ
sake. How am I supposed to be happy if you won’t even have s-x
with me?” He said with obvious frustration in his voice.
”So your happiness is now tied to s-x? You still don’t get it do
you? I am doing this for us. For our home and our future. I told
you before I started that this was going to happen and you
agreed and now you want to make me feel guilty. Seriously I am
”Omololami, you know I am not opposed to prayer and fasting.
I love God too and I go to church but you cannot honestly expect
me not to have s-x for the next 100 days just because you want
I was so angry at that statement and I flared up,
”Seriously Kenny, are you kidding me right now? What happened
to self-control? This just shows how far you have fallen from the
faith. Is this not the same you that used to fast with me all the
time before we got married? So all that spirituality was a lie? Did
we not court for two years without s-x? So you must have been
cheating on me.”
”What? How can you say that? Are you crazy? How can you even
compare both scenarios? I was single then now I am married.
Why did I get married if I can’t have s-x?”
”Oh so now I am a s-x machine? You married me for the s-x?”
”You know what, I won’t waste my time having this fruitless
conversation with you. I am warning you for the last time. I won’t
take this your fasting bullshit and you will learn to respect me in
this house. If this is the rubbish they are teaching you in church,
I will ban you from going there”
”You won’t dare Kehinde Ayorinde. You will not dare. If I ever
have to choose between you and my God, trust me, you will
loose. It is God first and you second. That devil that is trying to
use you, will not find a place”.
”Try me, Lola, just try me” he said as he walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.
I walked out of the room and went into the kitchen heartbroken.
As I went about making Kenny’s lunch that he usually takes to
work I was so sad. I didn’t understand Kenny’s bitterness
towards my relationship with God. I didn’t expect to have these
kind of issues just 6 months after marriage. He knew how much
I loved God and how much that relationship means to me and he
was proving so difficult. We even talked about this while we were
courting and he used to tell me how much he loved my passion
for God. We have tried getting pregnant for the past 5 months
and nothing has happened and I knew I needed to tackle it in
prayer before 5 months turned to 15 years and I told him I
decided to join the 100 days fast in church. Initially, he had
agreed to join me but 3 days after he stopped. I didn’t get
offended. I decided to do the prayers myself, I just did not
expect him to be so bitter about it. As I finished packing his
lunch about 30 minutes later, Kenny came out fully dressed and
just walked past me without picking up his food as usual. I
quickly ran after him and caught up with him just as he was
getting into his car.
”You didn’t take your food” I said.
”Take that rubbish food and get out of my sight. I don’t want your
food, now or ever until you learn to respect me and until you decide what is more important to you” he said and slammed the
door, driving away while I stood there mouth agape.
We had a lot of disagreements over s-x in the last two weeks but
I had never seen Kenny so bitter before. I knew there and then I
needed to pray for my home. Casting out every demon that
suddenly possessed my husband.