Pinky's CORNER

This is a painful story for me to even repeat, but I’m sharing it because of the lesson inside and because the whole thing made me look so foolish without knowing.....

It all started with a cousin I met about six years ago, a woman with a son whose father I kept asking about until she gave me a heartbreaking story that made me stop asking questions...

She told me the man was useless, irresponsible and that he even impregnated her friend, claiming that the same friend she helped ended up snatching her husband, so I believed her and moved on, not knowing that for years I had been friends with the man and his wife here in Ibadan without realizing there was any connection between them and my cousin. 

Recently, we were all together discussing how men sometimes create their own problems, and he began sharing his past, explaining how he once lived happily in Abuja with his wife and two children until the wife brought in her friend to stay temporarily, and according to him, agreeing to that was the beginning of his downfall because after about a year the friend started seducing him, and instead of telling his wife, he tried to handle it alone until he eventually fell into the temptation and slept with her several times, leading to a pregnancy that almost destroyed his home.......

He said it took God and family members almost two years to settle the matter before he and his wife reconciled.

 He later relocated to Ibadan to start afresh, and you could feel the pain in his voice as he talked about everything he lost when his wife left him, and he mentioned that the boy is now over eleven years old but he has never set eyes on him because he doesn’t want to deal with the mother...

He described her as someone who can do anything to get what she wants. 

Then something shocked me deeply .... when I asked if he had the boy’s picture, he showed us, and the moment I saw it, my heart dropped because it was the same boy my cousin has been parading as her son, the same cousin who painted this man and his wife as devils, not knowing she was the one who betrayed her friend and destroyed their home.

 I couldn’t even open my mouth to tell him she is my cousin because the disappointment was too much, especially remembering all the lies she told me. I asked him if he would love to reconnect with his son and he said yes, and even his wife had mentioned it before, but he hasn’t been able to reach the mother....

 I’ve decided I won’t involve myself at all and I will pretend I know nothing, even when my cousin still calls me like nothing happened, like last week when she asked me for directions to Idanre in Ondo State.

 This whole thing made me wonder why some women choose to be their own enemies, how can someone help you and your thank‑you is to destroy her home? And now you see young girls boldly saying they don’t mind being a third wife. 

It’s embarrassing and painful to witness. 

No matter what happens, never bring anyone into your home to live with you because it rarely ends well. 

Ire o.