Chronicle Of A Happily Divorced Woman - Part 8

I got home one evening after work and met our home in darkness. Everyone else had electric power except our apartment. 

Tomatoes I bought for stew at the market were plenty and I had planned on blending some of them at home and refrigerate the remaining.

 I climbed upstairs to ask our landlord’s son if there was a faulty cable or something like that, but when I knocked, nobody answered me. Light was everywhere but we didn’t have, I was not happy with the situation at all. Not long after my ex came home, I told him about the light issue.

 He was surprised too.
Later that evening after we finished eating, he asked me if I opened the big gate for anyone in the morning. I said no, I didn’t have any need to use the big gate.

 That was when he told me that our landlady accused him of leaving the gate open that same morning. Didn’t he tell her he didn’t, I asked him. He said he told her off.

 Huh!

 From the little I knew about my ex, that ‘told her off’ meant a lot happened.

My spirit didn’t sit well with this, so I asked him to please tell me all that happened that morning. He explained and judging from his explanation, the woman did not accuse him. He said he went to get something and came in through the big gate because our landlord’s help was cleaning the car by the smaller gate. 

According to him, since they were still washing the car, he left the gate like that. I told him he should have told her how it happened. It would have avoided all these misunderstanding.

It was the next day I found out that he insulted the woman so bad that our landlord was angry and disconnected our light. I went to see landlady, she said the same story my ex said but what he didn’t tell me was that he called her many unprintable names (you know how he calls me those names) Imagine trading insults with a Mummy that was old enough to be your mother.

But as they both insulted each other, na dem still get house. So, we were asked to leave.
To that effect, the landlord gave us quit notice the very next day. We still quarreled over this issue, as he refused to go apologize to her and the landlord.

These people have been good to us ever since we moved into their house and I was not happy with what happened. But my ex was not bothered. Told me we would look for another house. Rent that was not up to a year o, so we’ll start house hunting again, pay another agent/agreement fees with all the stress?

I prayed to God to help me, to tell me what to do about the situation.

 Our light was later reconnected that week. I went back to plead with her. 

She told me my ex was an ill-mannered person and that her husband was very angry about the way he disrespected her. And she was sorry as it has affected me.

It was God’s intervention that finally made them consider us staying longer.
But after that incident, their relationship with us never remained the same.