technicallyrich:

How what have I done wrong slay queen

why did you have to rubbish Yoruba ladies like that?

[quote author=technicallyrich post=56687566] you no try at all

[quote author=MadManTalking post=5664005. oshey sango pikin. she is just 42 not 60. oga

she just gave birth to a baby girl two months ago

[quote author=nkwuocha1 post=56194805]1.I eat the inner part of bread,creating a deep hole and then discarding the rest. My wife gets seriously upset when I do that. Sorry Nne, even my mother gave up on me.

2.Reading in the toilet ,while taking my poo

3.Biting off fingernails

4. Can't look at the opposite sex eye balls for more than 10 seconds without finding a way out!!!

5.Rubber bands on my wrist .Now my son keeps yanking it off my wrist.The pains though.... I think this will be the first habit to drop sincerely.

6. Still pressing and succkin breast. .I love breast ooo. I remember several times madam no go give me her "isi ewu ".I go just dey roll for bed like earthworm wey meet salt. Then in my most sober/helpless voice,i go beg, "Nkem please at least allow me to suck your breeast ,what kind of wickedness is this? "

7. Still licking powdered milk .Yeah, do give a some to my son by pouring some on his palm .Partners in crime

8. Stealing meat from the pot at night. Yes I'm good in creating temporal potholes in soup.

9. Using dirty laundry to clean my shoes. Really don't care the cost of the clothe. Always think since its going to be washed anyway, then it's enough reason I use it to clean my office shoes. I'm the only OGA allowed to do that

10. Can shower with any kind of soap. I don't care to use detergent sef. As for cream, I fit rub anything. On several occasions I don rub relaxer comot .I felt terribly bad the whole of that day.Women!!

11. Putting already wrapped gele on my head : your wife dey try o

salaamnurudeen:
I hope @ Ayadeji and the other sisters in this forum will learn from this true life story and understand one of the reasons why our LORD has legislated Polygamy.


"SECOND WIFE" 
 
..I thought that no one could love her husband the way I loved mine, but she taught me the true meaning of unconditional love...
 
Second wife! The words reverberated through my brain.
 
Why?
 
Am I not good enough?
 
Never! I will never accept a second wife!
 
If you want a second wife you can go out and get one as long as you know that I will not be here when you come back!
 
Those were my words to my husband a few years ago when he mentioned to me that he is intending to marry again a second time. It was a woman recently divorced, 4 children. 'She is having a hard time', he said, she didn't know where the next meal is coming from or how to provide adequately for her children. "Where is their father?" I asked, "Can't he take care of his own kids? Why do you, a strange man have to carry another man's burden? Surely there are other ways that you can help her out financially without having to MARRY her!
 
I could not imagine myself in a plural marriage. Sharing my husband with another woman. Sharing his love, his smiles, his jokes with a woman other than myself. I could not fathom him holding her close and whispering loving words in her ears. It was unacceptable. An outrage.
 
After all I have been to him. Wife, mother, doctor, housekeeper. I raised 3 of his beautiful children. How can he insult me by marrying another woman as if I am not good enough. Not pretty enough. Not young enough or just plain not ENOUGH!
 
NO! I could not accept that and I vehemently made my stance clear to him. If she walks in, I walk out! Plain and simple. If he is willing to risk our marriage, our life, our children for another woman, then he must go ahead. I will not stand for it!
 
It all seems so many years ago now. When I thought that life would last forever and that nothing will ever change. But it did....
 
 
My husband did not get married to a second wife. After all my warnings and threats of leaving he abandoned the idea. I don't know what happened to the women and children. My guess is that they moved on to another town. He never mentioned a second wife again and I was happy with that. I managed to hang on to my husband but I didn't know that our time was running out.
 
 
His last words to me were that he had a headache and is going to lie down till Esha. He never read Esha namaaz that night, because he never woke up.
 
I was devastated by his sudden death. The man whom I have spent my life with, snatched away from me in a second. I mourned him for a long, long time. Neglecting my children and the business. Soon all went to waste and we started losing everything one by one. First the car then the shop, then the house. We moved in with my brother and his family. My 3 children and I crowded the house and my sister in law soon became annoyed by our presence. I needed to get out, to work and find a place of our own instead of living off the leftovers of others. But I had no skill.
 
When my husband was alive we lived comfortably. I had no need to go out and work or or equip myself with a skill. Life was very difficult for me and my children and I wasn't young anymore. I missed him everyday with every beat of my heart. How could ones condition change so drastically?
 
One day my brother told me that someone he knew is looking for a wife. He was a good person, good akhlaq and very pious. Perfect for me, but he wants me to be his second wife.
 
It's the second time in my life that the word second wife was mentioned to me. But how different the circumstances. He came to my brothers house to see me. There was an immediate connection between us. I liked him and I liked everything about him. He told me that his first wife knows that he is intending to marry again but that she is obviously not supportive of the idea and that he doesn't know what her reaction will be when he tells
her that he had found someone. His answer he said, will be dependent on her acceptance of Polygamy.
 
I started reading Istikhara that night. I so desperately wanted it to work out. I remembered so many years ago when the life of another woman depended on my decision and what my decision was. I felt contrite, I felt that because I did not give another woman a chance, a space in my life, that Allah Ta'ala will punish me this time around. I repented, not once in my life did I think my action worthy of repentance because I had done nothing wrong. I only protected what was mine. Now that I am on the receiving end, I realized how wrong I was in denying another woman this PRIVILEGE of a husband. I prayed that she will accept me.
 
He phoned me a few days later telling me that his wife is having a hard time accepting it but that she is willing to meet me.
 
I was nervous the day of the meeting. I prayed a lot the day before and asked Allah Ta'ala to help me. When I met her, she was a person, a woman like me . A woman who loves her husband and fears losing him.
 
She took my hand and with tears in her eyes said: " This is very hard for me, but I hope that we can be sisters" her words broke my heart.
 
All I needed in these dark days was a hand reaching out to me and embracing me, giving me hope and the will to carry on. His wife was to me, the woman that I could not be and I will be forever grateful for that. I thought that no one could love her husband the way I loved mine, but she taught me the true meaning of unconditional love.
 
You never know a person's situation until you are in it. Judge by what is right according to Qu'ran and you will see how Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala will send double fold.
 

subhanallah very touching. Alhamdulillah for my life.

Bumbae1:
Cream of life
Face and hand no correlate o ma shey o

Would have wished them happy married life but ... i see future problem
Who knows hubby might like coke n fanta mix

She fine sha ..

you ehn I no talk o

Bumbae1:
Cream of life
Face and hand no correlate o ma shey o

Would have wished them happy married life but ... i see future problem
Who knows hubby might like coke n fanta mix

She fine sha ..

you ehn I no talk o

AbdelKabir:


Baarakallaahu feeki sister, I pray Allaah gives your more happiness in your home Ameen....

Amen thumma Amen

maradelkitchen:
may Allah in his infinite mercy make it easy for you

Amen Jazakumullahu khairan

Alhamdulillah! have been through this before when it happens I felt he betrayed me and the trust I had in him. but later I realize how much I love my husband and kids. I prayed and ask for Allah to make it easy for me and today Alhamdulillah we are all living under the same roof. though there is no how issues won't happen but we settled it without our husband would her off it, we pray together do everything together, some people even think we are sisters, and our kids are growing together Insha Allah. please sister pray for Allah to make it easy. I love and accept what my husband want. its better for him to tell you than for him to hide it please never think of divorce.