MY HUSBAND

Mr. Husband, if you like keep hiding those chats, text messages and babes that give you traffic yellow light signal. 

Continue pretending you’re immune to temptation... just know you’re rehearsing for a super story that can burn your whole marriage to ashes

Here’s one thing most husbands ignore about adultery.

Adultery doesn't just happen — it grows in silence. 

That’s why transparency keeps it far from our marriage. 

The other day, I needed to check something on his phone. I paused when I saw the PIN screen.

“Darling, what’s your pin?” I asked.

“It’s the same as yours nau. You don forget? Besides, you can use your fingerprint to open it.”

He had told me before—I just didn’t remember. But that moment reminded me how openness keeps temptation in check. 

About 2 years ago, when I started getting more followers, women began bombarding him with friend requests.

“Mams, all these rubbish requests I’m getting seem to be from your followers,” he said, showing me one.

He said her Facebook story kept popping up on his profile—heavy chest, seductive talk.

 I don’t even remember what she was saying, sef.

I burst out laughing. “She’s showing you what she’s got now!”

He hissed. “That’s why I haven’t accepted most of them.” 

From the early days of our marriage, he’s always told me when “babes” give him that traffic yellow light signal.

I remember the early years of our marriage. We stopped by a supermarket. I waited in the car while he went in. The teenage cashier looked him over and said, “Oga, I like your style o.”

Ding! Yellow light...

“You know I’m married. Besides, my wife is in the car outside.”

The girl shot back: “Oga, forget that one. When you come outside, you belong to all of us. When you go home, you belong to your wife!”

The moment he stepped into the car, he was laughing and narrated the event. We both laughed at her boldness—and that kind of mindset.

But the most shocking was a primary school classmate of his—single and getting older. This was after we had our 3 daughters.

She visited him in the office armed with her strategic plan.

“I want you to father my child. When I’m fertile, I’ll let you know.

If it’s a boy and you want to be in his life (since you don’t have a son), that’s okay.

If it’s a girl, and you don’t want anything to do with her (since you already have girls), I’ll raise her alone.”

Hubby didn’t think twice. 

Sharp, sharp, he turned her down and it was his breaking news when he arrived home that day.

Now imagine if he told her he would think about it and also kept that to himself…mulling it over instead like a cow chewing cud.

“She said I won’t have any responsibilities… She’s an old classmate… I am only helping someone from way back … I wouldn’t see her again since she said she was leaving the country once she takes in…”

That’s how adultery grows—quietly, in secrecy.

It’s the enemy whispering, “It’s not a big deal.”

Until it spills like red wine on a white garment—leaving stains that are hard to clean.

My point?

Adultery doesn't just happen. It thrives in silence.

But when there’s transparency, adultery becomes harder—and the devil loses a powerful weapon.

Anything you feel the need to hide from your wife (especially involving another woman), it means you are going the wrong direction.

Cheating is a choice, not a mistake.

💍 Marriage works better when there’s nothing to hide.

We chose transparency.

What have you chosen?