They met and fell in love this man and his woman. But who could've blamed them? Both of them were young and stunning to look at. The woman wore her beauty just like how a face wears a smile when the soul is happy. She was a jewel of the summertime. A black gold of the sun. Indeed, she was fine, perhaps too fine. Both men and women would easily stop, and stir at her when she would walk on by. "How could such beauty exist in a world full of ugliness?" some of them would ask. "For sure God has not lost his touch at all" said another. "Sometimes in the midst of ugliness, God makes his presence known in the form of beauty" said the preacher.
Her husband was dark, tall and handsome, whose presence alone could make a woman blush. The women adored his company, but he was taken and they knew it. Some of the men on the other hand, felt insecure when he was around. Certainly, they knew too well how the women gravitated towards him. Of course, just like a moth to a flame. A man like this was not only considered a threat by some men, but also seen as some kind of a womanizer. And even though it was widely known that he was married, yet he couldn't be trusted. And for what? Nobody knew.
On the day that the Goldeon star reached out to the dazzling moon, a cry was heard. This cry came from the home of this man and his woman. A baby was born to them, their very first child.The stars were caught dancing joyfully as they happen to do by each mortal birth. Indeed, a soul has found a body and a body a soul. All the reason for heaven and earth to be joyous. Though it wouldn't take long before things would start to change. See, the woman, who prior to the birth of their child was very conscious of her appearance, begun to let herself go. Her husband saw this and confronted her."Why don't you dress like you used to?" "What's the matter with you?" he asked. "Do you know how ugly you look?" you fat cow. "Woman, you better start loosing those fat and be quick with it or else" the husband said. "I ought to put your ass on a diet." "Yes, a strict diet would certainly do the trick for you."
He would go on and on every night, and every day with the same threats. "You should take a very good look at yourself woman" he would say. "You used be it, by now you ain't worth shit." In tears, she would tell him to stop. "It hurts me very much when you say such things." "Why do you say these things to hurt me so?" she would ask him weepingly. "Am I not the same woman that you married?" she asked. "Didn't I sacrifice my body to carry our baby?" "Perhaps I should've aborted this child" she said. "What did you say?" "Did I hear you say anything about abortion?" the husband asked. Walking towards her, he raised his hands and slapped her heavily. "This ought to teach you how not to think, or talk about murder in my house" he said. She fell and crashed on the carpet floor with blood gushing from her nose, a broken woman. And all the while her little baby kept crying for food.
There are many a times when a person loses his/her mind. Either during the quest for knowledge or to madness. And when this happens, sanity takes flight, day becomes night, and light fades to black. He didn't plan to kill her, "it just happened." At least that's what he said. Yes, he confessed to the numerous occasions that he lost his temper, and actually did beat her up. "I felt that she became fat and ugly after her pregnancy" he said. "I don't know, but I couldn't love her the way that I used to." "I was no longer attracted to her." "She shamed me looking the way that she did." "But I swear to you that I didn't kill her because of that." "The devil made me do it." "Yes, that's it." "The devil Lucifer himself made me do it." On the day of her burial, both friends and family members gathered to bring her flowers, and to bid her farewell. And only God Knows why she didn't tell a single soul about her daily ordeal, while she was still alive.
