09/27/2026
Anonymous post
Greetings Mama, keep me anonymous. Seriously eeh, I say make I bring my own version before them go move me news š¤£š¤£.
I used to be one of those women who will say, āNever attack your husbandās side chick. Never call or text her. Talk to your husband instead.ā As I wore the shoe eeh, my actions no match my words.
Few months ago, I discovered that my husband was cheating on me with a younger woman from a neighbouring village. I made all my inquiries, went through her WhatsApp and Facebook profile. I confronted my husband and he apologized.
Two days ago, we had a funeral in our village. I happened to meet this girl physically because we both went to help cook. My anger started rising small small š¤£.
At one point, there was no water. I picked up a container to go fetch water. Immediately I approached the stream, I made nyango and she was alone. The flashback of all those love exchanges between her and my husband came back afresh.
She was already carrying a bucket of water on her head. I removed the bucket, put it down, grabbed her head under my armpit and jam jam am š¤£š¤£.
Immediately I heard footsteps, I released her. She disappeared from the funeral ground immediately.
Since I came back home, Oga hasnāt said a word, but he's feeling very cool.
Iām not proud of what I did, but never say NEVER.
