Do You Wounder Why No More Respect For Marriage Institution
Every Couple Read this. My wife and I boarded a bus to Akure one certain day. We were both seated at the back seat talking and laughing over some issues. We loved to gossip a lot. It had become so used to us. And because we were so used to each other, we playfully teased each other with insults we didn't mean. My wife said something that annoyed me. But because we were both in the bus, I could not react. I called her an ugly woman so as to get back at her. I told her she looked like ogbanje's grandmother. "Don't even talk to me till we come down from this bus." I spoke with all seriousness. "Yes and you too. Don't talk to me." She retorted. "Fine. Let's see who talks to who first. We shall see." She knew I was angry, and she was also angry at me too for taking a mere joke serious. We stopped talking and simply sat like strangers in the bus. When we got to a park, the bus stopped and this very handsome looking guy entered the...