The very first day I met Ariel, I knew we belonged together. You can imagine how I felt when he asked me out, trust, as a sharp girl, I did some shakara. Our relationship was the standard, in fact it became a prayer point
*My Father My father My Father (you must say it three times) give me a relationship like Tenna and Ariels own*.
We were the perfect match. Ariel knew all about me, my rococo, love for poetry, travel, women empowerment he knew it all, like a book he has read all his life; well… I knew him so well too, he was the most loving man and he was mine…
Six months later, he asked me to marry him!!! Yes! He proposed in the most romantic way (check Bellanaija marriages for more details). Our wedding was beautiful He carried me everywhere like a trophy and treated me like the ‘prima donna’, all my friends told me I was lucky, off course I am! I replied, look at my husband. Fast forward 5 years later, here I am in barrister kelani’s office, being served divorce papers on a platter for brunch. Kelani was my high school sweetheart, the only one who made the night feel like day… We never really broke up, but distance separated us, He went to Europe and I to South America. When he returned to the country, my house was his first stop, my parents adored him and the man he has become.
It is too late mum!!! I don’t even like kelani again, I love Ariel and that’s it! He is my choice and that’s final. There is nothing wrong with Him, You just hate him that’s why he never drops by at the house; I yelled! My mother loved kelani and wanted me to be with him, my dad, siblings, cousins, in fact extended relations, they all said the same thing “Ariel is not a good man” as far as I’m concerned he is, and my opinion is all that matters. It’s me and you against the world baby and I love you I said to him as we had dinner overlooking the sunset across the Atlantic, He smiled and held my hand. I forgot to mention my family was not at the wedding and I still passionately hate them for it…
I sat in Barrister Kelani’s office too shocked to move, I and riel (Ariel) haven’t had a fight in 6 months, what could be the problem? What is going on? I asked trying to be as composed as possible even though I felt like throwing him of our 16th floor apartment ‘’It’s nothing, I am just tired of hurting you Tenna, you are a good woman’’. Hurting me? I was confused… He never hurt me until now. Why are you divorcing me riel? What have I done that is so unforgivable? Can’t we talk about it? Am I not appealing to you anymore? I’ll go on a diet, you don’t like the taste of my food? I’ll enrol at cooking school tell me what is it? I asked desperately… Please don’t leave me, I doubt I’ll survive without you… You will he said as he briskly exited the room (Just like that?). I was devastated! I couldn’t call my family, haven’t spoken to them in years they never liked riel and did not support our union so I cut them off. My friends? I’m too ashamed to admit to them that their standard of a marriage is not so much of a standard anymore…
My phone beeped, it was Kelani’s secretary reminding me on the unsigned papers. Ariel has still not stated a tangible reason he is filling for a divorce. I switched off all my communication gadgets, I was not going to sign those letters. 3 weeks later I sat at kelani office and I endorsed the papers with my signature, I was officially divorced… These 3 weeks have been the lowest points in my life, I have cried, pleaded, prayed attempted suicide but none seemed to work, I felt like a failure, I couldn’t even keep my marriage my EX HUSBAND was bent on having a divorce.
Kelani walked me to my car…
“Tenna he said with a tone only him knows, don’t be too hard on yourself, things happen life moves on. You are a great woman pick up the pieces of your life and move on, your mum asked me to bring you to dinner tomorrow night, I’ll pick you up; get ready for 7’’.
I could only nod, the fortress I built around myself that has kept me away from my family has crashed like a pile of cards right before my eyes without any signs or reason, thanks to Ariel I have been teleported into reality.
As I drove to the oriental, where I’ll stay till I get sorted, by the way I got kicked out of our house as well, I kept wondering HOW and WHY my mum still speaks to Kelani to the extent she has asked him to bring me to dinner with my own family, I have really been out of touch for a while.
I must say, that was the most bitter-sweet meal I have ever had, Bitter because I felt awkward with my family, not seen or spoken to them in 5 years, they moved to a new house and I had to ask where the kitchen and toilets were, and in response it was “kelani please show her the way, I was embarrassed… It felt like I was the visitor and k the son, BUT the food was delish!
K supported me all through my recovery process he visit me in rehab 4 times a week for the 8 months I was there. My Break up with Ariel made me a shadow of my jolly self and sent me to rehab. My family visited me every single day, mum and dad in the morning my siblings in the evening I was shown love and given a reason to live once again. Two months after I left rehab and started living again I crashed!
Kelani told me he was getting married
W H A T???????
With desperate eyes, I gazed at him searching for answers I knew I was not prepared for prepared for..
Her name is Lola he said as she walked in, it looked like it was pre-planned. As much as I hate to admit it, she is one of the most beautiful females I have ever seen…
‘’Fair with a skin that glows under the sun,
Curvy with strides that suggest perfection,
Eyes so innocent yet so deep,
A voice that would make anyone listen to her speak forever
She was indeed a sight to behold…’’
That night, I decided to write Ariel a letter;
I heard you are married now or you were married the same time we were married, its funny how you just moved on so effortlessly. What we had was special, and you woke up one morning and decided to throw it all away. Let me remind you, in case you have suddenly forgotten; you chased me, you promised to be there always, you promised to hold me and said I was the only one, your primo. Remember the way we laughed? The way we danced? The gifts and trips, I loved you…
It beats my imagination how much of a good lair, pretender and smooth talker you are? You mean all that tongue speaking and kabashing was a charade? It is very difficult to come in terms with the fact that everything we shared was a façade. You are just a bad lesson I wish I dint have to learn, I loved you faithfully, with everything that made me Tenna and you tossed it away you idiot!
I squeezed the paper, aimed for the bin, which I missed. Most of my writings end that way anyway, it was normal.
2 years later, I met Daniel… I was alive again, my radiant skin began to glow again, there were sparks in my eyes my laughter was loud again, right off the bat, I could tell that he was here to stay and never for once has he proved me wrong. On our 5th date, I passed out…
The doctor said I had amyloidosis and needed an urgent kidney transplant, Daniel came through, gave me one of his kidneys without hesitation… 7 weeks later, I was back on my feet hale, hearty, happy and surrounded by Daniel, family and friends who loved me. I read on the news that Ariel and his new wife or old (because he was married to her the same time we were married) were caught in Singapore with cocaine, they would be executed next week.
As much as I detest Ariel for what he did to me, it was difficult watching his execution which was aired live.
Daniel proposed, it was a pinnacle and very emotional moment for me, considering the fact that my family loved Daniel, and Kelani, the first guy I ever loved turned out to be my extended cousin…We would be walking down the forever aisle soon, where we would become one. Our journey to eternity, where we would share everything, the joy, wealth, disappointments, challenges and not just his kidneys. I decided to write MY vows on that night…
‘’On this beautiful day,
I give you my heart,
To walk with you, hand in hand
Side by side
Wherever this journey leads us,
Through the storms and not.
I believe in you,
The man you are,
The couple we would be
And The Father You would become.
I would be there in abundance and want
Right by your side when accusations rise and tongues wag
Ahe Belema’ am’’
And they lived Happily Ever After…