My name is Monisola, a 38-year-old woman with four children. I have been married for 12 years, though I had a daughter, Timininu, when I was in secondary school, meaning that my other three children are for my husband, Ademola.
Before I got married to Ademola, he knew I had a child out of wedlock and he accepted her and promised to treat her as his own and we have been living in peace till the day I bumped into him having sex with her in her room.
Timi is 18, and growing faster than her age and I have tried my best to be a good mother but little did I know that my young daughter was not as innocent as I thought. Though I tried to monitor her as best as I could, I knew she had some male friends though she kept them away from me.
It was an aunt who came visiting some months ago that first warned me that she did not find Demola’s closeness to Timi funny, sensing that they did not act like a father and daughter, especially when I was not around.
Aunt Joke further hinted that she suspected there was something sinister going on behind my back, stating that she had seen Demola sneak into Timi’s room at odd hours. But I did not take Aunt Joke serious till I caught the two of them red handed.
The day of reckoning started like every other day for me as I left for work as early as I usually did but around 10am, I had this piercing stomach upset and had to rush to the hospital. The doctor told me I had beginning of dysentery and should go home, take some drugs and rest.
I called Demola to inform him but his phone was switched off, so I had to take a taxi home. I was surprised when I saw his car in the compound when I got back. I guessed he must have come home for something.
I had earlier sent Timi to the market, so when I went inside and did not see her, I thought she had gone to buy the foodstuff I had instructed her to.
I went to our bedroom and when I did not find Demola there and I went to the kitchen, thinking he would be there but he was not there. Instinctively, I made for Timi’s room. On opening the door, I was almost thrown back by the force of what I saw.
There was my husband naked and in his full glory, humping on my equally naked daughter who was apparently enjoying the sexual intercourse. It was glaring that Demola did not rape her because she was equally responding to his thrusts.
I must have frozen on the spot for close to a minute and they did not know they had company. It was my screams that brought them back to earth and before I passed out, I saw them scramble apart.
I came out of coma in the hospital and that was when the reality hit me that I had caught my husband and daughter having sex.
All this happened two months ago and since then, I have not gone back to the house neither do I want anything to do with my husband and daughter.
They have been sending emissaries to beg me on their behalf and even my family members have been imploring on me to forgive them but how on earth can I live with the two of them again, with the picture still playing in my head?
Source: Ashu Brown