Been reading confession on you guys and all of a sudden mkapotea when I was still debating if I shud send or or not I know the society might judge me from the way Or the things ama niseme tu thing that I have done inafanya my nights zinakaanga kua long or worse still am always scared in my own house not knowing what would happen in that day that maybe hell shall break lose na nianikwe.
To start it off am happily married in a union yenye this is our ninth year in marriage and this man loves me to the moon and back na pia mimi I do love him sana He means the world to me and if there is anything nakuanga niko happy about ni hii marriage we have three beautiful kids na my hubby anawapenda sana.
Nianze na kusema my goodside ni I have never cheated on my husband,,sijai exchange words na yeye ata like I do respect him as the man of the house just the way I was taught nikiwa mdogo,,,however mahali shida iko is that I have his death certificate with me and yet bado ako hai) and that thing toils me every day,,every night am usually the last person in my house kulala and the first one kuamka not because napenda kufanya house chores sana but ni that ka fear that my bae might one day catch up with what habe beeen hidding for the last eight years of our marriage.
Huwa ikifika every endmonth the money that iyo death certificate huniletea hunifanya nafeel like kuendelea kuieka,,but once that money lands in my pockets i do feel like regretting everything and knowing that whatever I have done is always wrong. MY husband is a certified mechanical engineer and back at his then) work place wjere he worked as an operational manager and overall supervisor they had a sacco and work policy for their head workers where incase of any death the family of the deceased would be receiving 75% of his earnings for fifteen years and he had thi life time insurence policy that had a 3.4M compesation incase of death.
So he oneday came back home and announced to me that he wanted to venture into private enterprise and he wanted to quit being employed so that he may have a job that would allow him spend more time with me and our then firstborn daughter who shall soon be turning nine years.
I was greatly shocked and wished I could have had the abilty to convince him but my husband is such a typical African man as once he concludes on an issue,imeisha ivo akunanga reverse gear..
I know the job was his but surely nani anaacha job ilikua inamlipa 450K a month to go and venture into private biz while jobs are really had to get,,?
Iyo story yake ilinikula kichwa that one afternoon during his second last final month ya works nikiwa home I happened to bump his contract papers and some little few saccos that he had joined recently however the ones that had caught my eue ni iyo sacco yao ya works na iyo policy ilikuanga ya job yao,,whereby total figures after izo ma deductions everymonth the family of the deceased would be recwiving something close to 310K plus I met some life insurance documents too that was willing to compensate a whooping 3.4 upon presentation of the death certificate,,and if you were me perhaps mge i kubalia tu kufanya what I did or perhaps maybe u wud have just had done the same. I knew where to exactly start,,our local chief by then was a drunkard who used to drink as early as 11a.m so I chose to dress my self in lessos one day and approched him whe it was almost dark that is kitu masaa moja apo,,…………….
To Be continued Next monday
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