The countdown to Christmas day and a new year is still on! I pray you and your family and friends will be blessed beyond your expectations!
Do you think Nigerian men (in Nigeria) will agree to be a househusband, only useful for sexual activities? Just came across this write up by Ariyike Akinbobola a lawyer turned media personality titled; The Ikoyi husband.
Everyday, I wake up by 7.30a.m just in time to take our daughter to school. By that time, the old woman that calls herself my wife along with her two house helps and Phillipino au-pair would have done a fine job of getting our princess ready for school. Before you crucify me for calling her “old”, Let me inform you that my wife is 20 years older than me. This woman was already a grown *** woman before I was born.
In my usual dress code that was gradually becoming more like a super hero’s costume, I wore my casual patterned shorts, a blue Ralph Lauren tee, brown sandals and my Ray bans. Off to school we went.
I was back from school runs in no time. On getting home, I was welcomed by my wife, her friend and the friend’s pretty younger sister who looked extremely familiar. I think she was the babe I tried to block at Sip the other night. While trying not to make eye contact
with anyone, I said my hellos and moved on swiftly into the sitting
room. As I brought out my X-box, I could hear my Madam’s friends gushing
about how her ring still looked brand new after two years of marriage.
Of course, my bragging wife gave her usual response of “If you’re worth
it, he will go all out to buy you the best. You know this 2.5 carat
Tiffany set Kola back a whooping 41,500 dollars”. She went further to
say “You don’t even want to know how much my darling spent on our
customised wedding bands”.
I remember thinking to myself that babes can be shallow sha. “E ro pe emi Kola, omo Okokomaiko ma naa 41,500 dollars lori ring oshi? Baba e lo ti set back”
meaning “Do you think that I, Kola a guy from Okokomaiko will buy a
ring for 41,500 dollars? It’s her father that she has set back”. Excuse
my Yoruba, it’s just that most times, when I think deeply, I do so in my
native language.
As I switched on my X-box to start tanning my game, I overheard them talking about how there are no good men
out there anymore. You should have heard how they were cooing about how
my wife is so lucky to have a handsome man like me. Her friend kept
saying “Kola is such a good guy, his type is very rare these days”. I
almost puked out game cartridges from my mouth when I heard my wife say
“That’s why I’m the luckiest girl on earth”. *Girl sha…More like old mama*
This is a woman who I can count how many
things I’ve said to this year. A woman who has never cooked for me. We
live like strangers in this house. We don’t even sleep in the same room
and we both know that we’re miserable in this marriage. The only time we
communicate is when she wants to have sex and of course me, being the
bad boy I am would never say no to sex. In the heat of the moment, she
calls me the “banana man”. Yes, we live in Ocean Parade, Banana Island,
Ikoyi but that’s not why she calls me “BM” *Winks*
Sometimes, I wonder if Caroline’s
friends are dumb enough to believe all she says about me and our
marriage especially when her friends who I should ordinarily be calling
Aunty Joy, Aunty Fati and Aunty Bisi pass silly comments like “Caro, I
tap into your annointing”. These women are still looking for love in
their 50s. After all, Caro finally found love at age 42 but they tend to
forget that their own fathers are not as rich as my father-in-law who
is probably the richest man most of them would ever meet in their
lifetime.
On our wedding day, he gave us our place
in Banana Island – a block of 12 serviced apartments on Glover road
Ikoyi where we would be receiving rent of 700,000 dollars annually; a
Range Rover Evoque for Caro, a Range Rover sport for me. Both SUVs
specially delivered to us by the car dealer himself. We also got an
all-expense paid honeymoon to 4 different continents and a host of other
gifts.The cheques his friends gave us amounted to millions of Naira. If
you were me, would you ever work again considering the fact that in my
past life, I was just your everyday hustler?
Caro must never even know that I’m yet
to complete my O.N.D. Now I’m regretting telling her that I finished
from the University of Lagos because they won’t allow me buy a degree
from there. I should have called a less popular University. Maybe they
would have been able to “sort” me out.
It’s easy for you to call me all kinds
of names like gold digger, scrub, thief, money grabbing gigolo and all
but a man’s gotta do what a man’s got to do. All the while I was living
in Okokomaiko, I always told myself that I would make it in life. So I
made sure I attended primary and secondary school by force. I also read a
lot, I would pick up old newspapers to read just to brush up my
literacy skills and my girlfriend, Chi chi was always there to encourage
me.
My heart still belongs to Chi chi, she
has always been the love of my life from our childhood days in Okoko.
Infact, we’re still together. I’m currently paying her school fees in
Bowen University, Iwo and I just bought her parents a house in Lekki.
These are people who never dreamt of coming to visit friends on the
Island. Now, they live here on the Island close to me. It’s almost as if
the Lekki-Ikoyi bridge was built for me because it’s very easy to go
see my babe in Lekki.
I’ll stay married to my ‘old cargo’
because I don’t ever want to go back to poverty. Even if I’m to cry out
of frustration, I’ll feel happier doing so in my Range Rover instead of
the Danfo buses I was once accustomed to.
I am not ashamed to say that I am the
latest Lagos big boy (LBB). I am the guy that pops a minimum of 15
bottles of any bottle my love interest at a club decides to drink, I am
the man that would buy the only bottle of Gouts de Diamants at the club
so that the real rich kids can bow. I am that guy that stops to pick up
prostitutes at night by the law school junction in Victoria Island. I am
the man who lives off my wife and father-in-law’s wealth. I am that
father who loves his little princess with a passion. I am a kept man. I
am the Ikoyi husband.
Mena says: This is not a current trend, its been on for ages. My question, why isnt this very lazy, shameless man keeping his end of the contract? Caro is keeping her end, at least from what I am reading, so why the Chichi by the side? I think it is because men ideally prefer to be the Lord of the Manor, Head of the house, Man of the Home etcetera regardless of how they came into the resources that perhaps put them there.. But thats just my opinion
