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Once upon a time there lived a gentleman by the name Achapa, a vertinary doctor based in Tanzania.At his nascency, the guy got married to a beautiful wife from the humble Kipsigis community.Needless to say,they were blessed with two kids;a handsome boy and a beautiful girl.Simply put,it was a happy family.

In my community, we do have a saying "Satan odagi mor" literally translated into "the devil has refused happiness". As fate would have it,the guy was transferred to Ghana,he had no option but to go.The dutiful wife returned to his rural home taking care of the fruits of their Union,dutifully so.She never had a chance of visiting him in Ghana.They kept on communicating from time to time Once every three months the guy would come to " kelo Chumbi"(bring salt)=for those who know!

Many are the times that the lady implored upon his husband to seek transfer to a nearby country bit he kept on assuring her that he would put in for it of which he never did.Things went on well for about two years. There was no cause for alarm as the man was responsible beyond her wildest expectations!

Not known to the woman however,the man was a tenant to one land lady who was blessed with nine pretty daughters. Unconfirmed rumours had it that he never paid rent!Still one of her daughters, Dumbamba was having a fling with the vet,all with the knowledge of her mother,aka landlady!As fate would have it,the lady became heavy with child after six months of navigating "Akwampim dam"

Among this community, when a lady became heavy with child,the concerned man had no otherwise bit to take the lady to his parents, else the baby would be aborted or he be hanged!There were no single ladies in that community,truth be said,they were too strict. It was an abomination to conceive outside wedlock So the vet had to think fast.It is said that he never slept for two days when he received this information from his would be in-laws.

Now,an extraordinary thing happened one Friday.The man decided to be a man!He booked air ticket for his heavy wife and himself and uttered "ciagana ne ciagana" and boarded the plane home with his wife.Take note that he never told his other wife about this other one,aka "nyachira okethi".

They arrived late in the evening to a warm welcome by his family members. Everyone was tongue tied.With no prior information on what was going on.It is worth mentioning that his village wife didn't utter even a word but welcomed them with happiness,seldom witnessed If only the man could have been more sensitive. .if only...

After taking meals.The main wife or nyachira went to their bedroom and prepared the bed for them,she didn't utter any word,the new couple went inside the bedroom to take their forty winks as the first lady left for the sitting room...

To cut a long story short,the lady was found hanging on a tree behind her house the following morning,dead!

Men!Men!Men!

The pains we cause women;no guiness book can record.

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