• ADMIRE HER AND TELL HER SHE IS BEAUTIFUL!

    When my wife was heavily pregnant of our first child, she looked at herself in the mirror one day and said she looked so ugly. I understand! Feeling ugly when a woman is pregnant is normal.

    But I was seeing a different thing entirely because many are the eyes that look but few are the eyes that see.

    What did i see? As she stood before the mirror, I saw the most beautiful woman in the world.
    I saw a queen.
    I saw an angel.
    I saw a rare gem.
    I saw a paragon of beauty.

    I quickly stood up from the bed, walked up to her, hugged her and i asked her, do you mind if I look at you for a bit?

    As she looked at me, I told her with a romantic voice that if this is how you look the first day i met you, i would have still fallen in love with you and married you without hesitation!

    Never in this life have I met someone so beautiful, so elegant and so lovely like you. Even if you do not believe that you are beautiful as you are heavily pregnant, look into my eyes and you’ll be surprised by your pretty reflection.

    Your beauty cannot be ignored, it is something unbelievable because it not only pleases my eyes but also warms my heart. To wake up every morning and to see your beautiful smile is the sense of my life. You are fantastic.

    Dear, I will love you even when you are no longer young and beautiful because your beauty is inside you and it is eternal.

    These words made her day! She was so excited and happy! That settled it!

    Men, when last did you bring out the best in your wife by your beautiful words especially when she is pregnant? Pregnancy will definitely change her body and the way she does and responds to things.

    Learn to say beautiful words to her. Women are easily moved by what they hear. They are like flowers that blossom when it is watered by words of love.

    Your wife needs to be told she is beautiful. She needs to be told she is valued. You need to encourage your wife with your words and follow them up with your actions. I encourage you to study your wife. Get to know her better than you ever have, and start saying the things you know she’ll love to hear.

    You Will Not Fail In Your Marriage. Enjoy a bliss home....

    Kindly share this post to reach all men and woman
    ADMIRE HER AND TELL HER SHE IS BEAUTIFUL! When my wife was heavily pregnant of our first child, she looked at herself in the mirror one day and said she looked so ugly. I understand! Feeling ugly when a woman is pregnant is normal. 🙂 But I was seeing a different thing entirely because many are the eyes that look but few are the eyes that see. 😁😁😁😁 What did i see? As she stood before the mirror, I saw the most beautiful woman in the world. I saw a queen. 💃 I saw an angel. 💃 I saw a rare gem. 💃 I saw a paragon of beauty.😍 I quickly stood up from the bed, walked up to her, hugged her and i asked her, do you mind if I look at you for a bit? As she looked at me, I told her with a romantic voice that if this is how you look the first day i met you, i would have still fallen in love with you and married you without hesitation! Never in this life have I met someone so beautiful, so elegant and so lovely like you. Even if you do not believe that you are beautiful as you are heavily pregnant, look into my eyes and you’ll be surprised by your pretty reflection. Your beauty cannot be ignored, it is something unbelievable because it not only pleases my eyes but also warms my heart. To wake up every morning and to see your beautiful smile is the sense of my life. You are fantastic. Dear, I will love you even when you are no longer young and beautiful because your beauty is inside you and it is eternal. These words made her day! She was so excited and happy! That settled it! 😍 Men, when last did you bring out the best in your wife by your beautiful words especially when she is pregnant? Pregnancy will definitely change her body and the way she does and responds to things. Learn to say beautiful words to her. Women are easily moved by what they hear. They are like flowers that blossom when it is watered by words of love. Your wife needs to be told she is beautiful. She needs to be told she is valued. You need to encourage your wife with your words and follow them up with your actions. I encourage you to study your wife. Get to know her better than you ever have, and start saying the things you know she’ll love to hear. You Will Not Fail In Your Marriage. Enjoy a bliss home.... Kindly share this post to reach all men and woman
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    My blue jet landed yesterday.
    Safe delivery to the remaining pregnant women.
    Bye team May! My blue jet landed yesterday. Safe delivery to the remaining pregnant women.
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  • Amazing Pregnant woman relentlessly harassed by a K9 dog

    At airport security, a pregnant woman is stopped by police dogs. At first, everyone thought the dogs were reacting strangely to the young pregnant woman. But no one expected the dog to identify something wrong...

    The Houston International Airport was as crowded as ever with people rushing to catch their flights. And then, in the middle of the crowd, Shadow, an experienced German Shepherd K9 trained to detect hazards, started barking at a woman waiting in the long queue. She was 7 months pregnant and frightened by the dog’s reaction.

    Officers asked her to step forward. They conducted a thorough search of her belongings, but nothing was out of the ordinary. Yet, Shadow wouldn’t stop sniffing her and barking at her.

    The officers were confused and contemplated their next move. Should they let the woman go?

    She was heavily pregnant and the entire situation made her upset and uncomfortable.

    And then, just as they decided to let her go, Agent Grant remembered that Shadow was trained as medical alert service dog. Was there something wrong with this woman?

    Just to be sure, he explained to her that he wanted to call the emergency services to check on her. Although she hesitated at first, the woman eventually agreed.

    To everyone’s surprise, the medics discovered uterine rupture, which is a serious and rare childbirth complication where the muscle wall of the uterus tears.

    The woman was quickly rushed to the nearby hospital where she gave birth prematurely.

    Her baby was still tiny and placed in an incubator, but luckily, both he and his mother were fine.

    That day, Shadow saved two lives. His strong senses allowed him to detect that something wasn’t right with that woman’s child.

    Dogs have up to 300 million scent receptors and are able to detect chemicals or changes in body odor caused by diseases or other medical emergencies.

    A few days after the incident, Shadow and Agent Grant paid the woman a visit at the hospital where she and the staff gave an appreciative “thank you” to Shadow in a brightly lit hospital ward.
    Amazing Pregnant woman relentlessly harassed by a K9 dog At airport security, a pregnant woman is stopped by police dogs. At first, everyone thought the dogs were reacting strangely to the young pregnant woman. But no one expected the dog to identify something wrong... The Houston International Airport was as crowded as ever with people rushing to catch their flights. And then, in the middle of the crowd, Shadow, an experienced German Shepherd K9 trained to detect hazards, started barking at a woman waiting in the long queue. She was 7 months pregnant and frightened by the dog’s reaction. Officers asked her to step forward. They conducted a thorough search of her belongings, but nothing was out of the ordinary. Yet, Shadow wouldn’t stop sniffing her and barking at her. The officers were confused and contemplated their next move. Should they let the woman go? She was heavily pregnant and the entire situation made her upset and uncomfortable. And then, just as they decided to let her go, Agent Grant remembered that Shadow was trained as medical alert service dog. Was there something wrong with this woman? Just to be sure, he explained to her that he wanted to call the emergency services to check on her. Although she hesitated at first, the woman eventually agreed. To everyone’s surprise, the medics discovered uterine rupture, which is a serious and rare childbirth complication where the muscle wall of the uterus tears. The woman was quickly rushed to the nearby hospital where she gave birth prematurely. Her baby was still tiny and placed in an incubator, but luckily, both he and his mother were fine. That day, Shadow saved two lives. His strong senses allowed him to detect that something wasn’t right with that woman’s child. Dogs have up to 300 million scent receptors and are able to detect chemicals or changes in body odor caused by diseases or other medical emergencies. A few days after the incident, Shadow and Agent Grant paid the woman a visit at the hospital where she and the staff gave an appreciative “thank you” to Shadow in a brightly lit hospital ward.
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  • Dear women,
    I know they LIED to you that being submissive to a man will make him love you and treat you right.

    Aww... aww... aww.

    The reason I do NOT pity most of you women is that you don't learn. You see other women go through things and instead of using your brains to learn lessons from other people's experiences, you start chanting "I will marry once and marry right. If I'm lucky to marry a 'kind' man, I will be submissive to him."

    See, you will suffer!!!

    Men are socialized and raised to treat women badly. While women are raised to be submissive to even the worst of men.
    It's upto you as a woman to throw all those nansense teachings in the bin and adopt a more selfish approach to life.

    NO MAN will treat you well just because you are submissive.

    Your submission simply tells a man that you would accept anything he throws at you. And guess what? He will throw those shiis at you sooner or later.

    My selfish approach to life has saved me from a lot.
    - You love me, I love you.
    - You respect me, I respect you.
    - You disrespect me, I disrespect you.
    - You cheat on me, I cheat back on you.
    - You get me pregnant and don't show me enough love, I abort. Yes, I've done it SEVERAL TIMES.
    If every woman on earth were like me, badly behaved men would remain childless. Because I will NOT carry your child inside of me unless you have proven to me that your brain is intact. I don't want to help a stewpeed person multiply his DNA.

    I'm a garbage in, garbage out.
    With me, you get what you give.

    Yes, they said an eye for an eye would make the would go blind. So, you want only me to go blind? Nah... we are all going blind. It would make me feel good and very perfect for my mental health.

    I'm not on this earth to be anyone's victim just because I'm a woman.

    There are women who are designed to suffer, live their lives pandering to men and taking bs from men. Those women are suffering so that me and my daughters won't. They are taking those sufferings for the rest of the girls.

    The preaching of submission is the worst nansense the world through religion socialized into women.

    No matter how much you try to define submission and make it look cute, it would remain nansense to me.

    It would never make sense to me that one human is supposed to be submissive to the other. And that other isn't necessarily a better or more intelligent human. Just because he has a pp.

    To be submissive to an IMPERFECT human being like me just because he was born with a more elongated genitals? God forbid.

    If submission was such a nice thing, men would do it. But they know it nansense that's why they preach it to only women.

    *-*

    Our part of the world makes it seem like men are deserving of respect more than women just because they are men.

    Every human being deserves EQUAL amount of respect, irrespective of gender.

    However, my bias mind, I accord women more respect than I accord men.
    Dear women, I know they LIED to you that being submissive to a man will make him love you and treat you right. Aww... aww... aww. The reason I do NOT pity most of you women is that you don't learn. You see other women go through things and instead of using your brains to learn lessons from other people's experiences, you start chanting "I will marry once and marry right. If I'm lucky to marry a 'kind' man, I will be submissive to him." See, you will suffer!!! Men are socialized and raised to treat women badly. While women are raised to be submissive to even the worst of men. It's upto you as a woman to throw all those nansense teachings in the bin and adopt a more selfish approach to life. NO MAN will treat you well just because you are submissive. Your submission simply tells a man that you would accept anything he throws at you. And guess what? He will throw those shiis at you sooner or later. My selfish approach to life has saved me from a lot. - You love me, I love you. - You respect me, I respect you. - You disrespect me, I disrespect you. - You cheat on me, I cheat back on you. - You get me pregnant and don't show me enough love, I abort. Yes, I've done it SEVERAL TIMES. If every woman on earth were like me, badly behaved men would remain childless. Because I will NOT carry your child inside of me unless you have proven to me that your brain is intact. I don't want to help a stewpeed person multiply his DNA. I'm a garbage in, garbage out. With me, you get what you give. Yes, they said an eye for an eye would make the would go blind. So, you want only me to go blind? Nah... we are all going blind. It would make me feel good and very perfect for my mental health. I'm not on this earth to be anyone's victim just because I'm a woman. There are women who are designed to suffer, live their lives pandering to men and taking bs from men. Those women are suffering so that me and my daughters won't. They are taking those sufferings for the rest of the girls. The preaching of submission is the worst nansense the world through religion socialized into women. No matter how much you try to define submission and make it look cute, it would remain nansense to me. It would never make sense to me that one human is supposed to be submissive to the other. And that other isn't necessarily a better or more intelligent human. Just because he has a pp. To be submissive to an IMPERFECT human being like me just because he was born with a more elongated genitals? God forbid. If submission was such a nice thing, men would do it. But they know it nansense that's why they preach it to only women. *-* Our part of the world makes it seem like men are deserving of respect more than women just because they are men. Every human being deserves EQUAL amount of respect, irrespective of gender. However, my bias mind, I accord women more respect than I accord men.
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  • Many men are dying slowly, just like the male anaconda—especially those who chase anything under the skirt. And here’s why:

    I read something recently that really caught my attention—it was about the female anaconda.

    Apparently, when the female anaconda mates, she has a 100% chance of getting pregnant. And once that happens, she does something shocking—she wraps herself around the male, kills him, and eats him. Yes. She consumes the same male she just mated with.

    Why? For protein.

    She won’t eat again for the next seven months while her body develops the babies. So the protein from the male becomes essential, as a full 30 percent of her bodyweight goes into making those babies.

    That one moment of pleasure cost the male his life. Literally.

    And somehow, it made me think of something that happens among humans too—adultery.

    Let me explain.

    A married man leaves his wife at home and goes after what people casually call a “side chick.” Before anything happens, there’s hotel bills, feeding, transport, gifts, even rent for some. Expenses keep rising—just for a fleeting moment of pleasure that drains his finances.

    He returns home, and his wife is asking for money to buy food, pay school fees, or fix something in the house. But oga is now shouting, frustrated, and unnecessary angry. Pressure piles up. High BP. Stress. He begins to run helter-skelter.

    If you ask some men today why life is hard, they can't even trace the root. But they’ve been flaming a hidden fire.

    Just like that male anaconda—his hunger for pleasure led him to the jaws of destruction. It may not be physical death for the man, but many die in pieces—financially, emotionally, spiritually.

    This isn’t gender bias. If tomorrow the Spirit leads me to speak to women, I will—with the same energy. But today, it’s a warning to the men.

    And just to be clear—this isn’t about painting women as the enemy. The female anaconda isn’t wicked; she’s simply acting according to nature. The real message here is this: when a man lets his desires rule him, he opens the door to his own downfall. It’s not about avoiding women—it’s about mastering yourself.

    Think twice before you take any step. Don’t let moments of pleasure cost you your peace, your health—or your life.

    May God help us.

    Sermon over.

    Written by: James Terna
    Follow my profile. You won't want to miss my next post.

    #Shalom
    Many men are dying slowly, just like the male anaconda—especially those who chase anything under the skirt. And here’s why: I read something recently that really caught my attention—it was about the female anaconda. Apparently, when the female anaconda mates, she has a 100% chance of getting pregnant. And once that happens, she does something shocking—she wraps herself around the male, kills him, and eats him. Yes. She consumes the same male she just mated with. Why? For protein. She won’t eat again for the next seven months while her body develops the babies. So the protein from the male becomes essential, as a full 30 percent of her bodyweight goes into making those babies. That one moment of pleasure cost the male his life. Literally. And somehow, it made me think of something that happens among humans too—adultery. Let me explain. A married man leaves his wife at home and goes after what people casually call a “side chick.” Before anything happens, there’s hotel bills, feeding, transport, gifts, even rent for some. Expenses keep rising—just for a fleeting moment of pleasure that drains his finances. He returns home, and his wife is asking for money to buy food, pay school fees, or fix something in the house. But oga is now shouting, frustrated, and unnecessary angry. Pressure piles up. High BP. Stress. He begins to run helter-skelter. If you ask some men today why life is hard, they can't even trace the root. But they’ve been flaming a hidden fire. Just like that male anaconda—his hunger for pleasure led him to the jaws of destruction. It may not be physical death for the man, but many die in pieces—financially, emotionally, spiritually. This isn’t gender bias. If tomorrow the Spirit leads me to speak to women, I will—with the same energy. But today, it’s a warning to the men. And just to be clear—this isn’t about painting women as the enemy. The female anaconda isn’t wicked; she’s simply acting according to nature. The real message here is this: when a man lets his desires rule him, he opens the door to his own downfall. It’s not about avoiding women—it’s about mastering yourself. Think twice before you take any step. Don’t let moments of pleasure cost you your peace, your health—or your life. May God help us. Sermon over. Written by: James Terna Follow my profile. You won't want to miss my next post. #Shalom ✌️
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  • HOW TO TOUCH A WOMAN:

    A woman loves to be touched by her man, sensations of love hidden under her skin waiting for him to awaken them.

    1. Gently squeeze the palm of her hand when she is scared, it comforts her

    2. Gentle squeeze and rub her back when you hug her tight, it makes her feel safe

    3. Grab her bum with no apologies, it makes her feel wanted and desired by you, her man

    4. Hold her by the waist when you introduce her to your friends and family, it makes her feel secure

    5. Gentle rub her hand when she is worrying or has received some bad news, it shows her you care

    6. Hold her back when she is in the kitchen cooking and her hands are tied as you tell her how much she means to you, it makes her hardwork worth it

    7. Place your hand between or on her breasts as you both sleep, it makes her feel comfortable and warm with you

    8. Touch her tummy when she's pregnant, it tells her she is not alone, daddy is there with her

    9. Rub her hips down when she is dressing up or when she is relaxing in bed, it makes her feel sexy

    10. Hold her hands when you two are praying, it shows unity before God

    11. Sneak from behind and wrap your arms around her, it makes her feel special

    12. Massage her shoulders when she says she is tired, it calms her down

    13. Stroke gently her back, tracing her spine, it releases sweet shivers all over her body

    14. Rub her feet when she's had a long day, it tells her you are serious when you say you will take care of her

    15. Oil her body, her back, her elbows, her knees sometimes. Love on the body that you find sexy

    16. Hold her face, her neck as you kiss her, it melts and nicely weakens her. She loves to surrender to your masculine love

    17. Play with her fingers as you cuddle and talk, it tells her you're paying attention.
    HOW TO TOUCH A WOMAN: A woman loves to be touched by her man, sensations of love hidden under her skin waiting for him to awaken them. 1. Gently squeeze the palm of her hand when she is scared, it comforts her 2. Gentle squeeze and rub her back when you hug her tight, it makes her feel safe 3. Grab her bum with no apologies, it makes her feel wanted and desired by you, her man 4. Hold her by the waist when you introduce her to your friends and family, it makes her feel secure 5. Gentle rub her hand when she is worrying or has received some bad news, it shows her you care 6. Hold her back when she is in the kitchen cooking and her hands are tied as you tell her how much she means to you, it makes her hardwork worth it 7. Place your hand between or on her breasts as you both sleep, it makes her feel comfortable and warm with you 8. Touch her tummy when she's pregnant, it tells her she is not alone, daddy is there with her 9. Rub her hips down when she is dressing up or when she is relaxing in bed, it makes her feel sexy 10. Hold her hands when you two are praying, it shows unity before God 11. Sneak from behind and wrap your arms around her, it makes her feel special 12. Massage her shoulders when she says she is tired, it calms her down 13. Stroke gently her back, tracing her spine, it releases sweet shivers all over her body 14. Rub her feet when she's had a long day, it tells her you are serious when you say you will take care of her 15. Oil her body, her back, her elbows, her knees sometimes. Love on the body that you find sexy 16. Hold her face, her neck as you kiss her, it melts and nicely weakens her. She loves to surrender to your masculine love 17. Play with her fingers as you cuddle and talk, it tells her you're paying attention.
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  • I Pretended to Be a House Girl—Just to Catch My Husband with My Cousin

    I wore rags. Removed my nails. Scratched off every trace of who I was. Then I knocked on the gate of my own home—as a stranger. And that was the day I confirmed that betrayal has a face... and it looks just like my own cousin.

    Kelvin and I had been married for five years. And like every typical newlywed African woman, I prayed and fasted for the success of my marriage more than I prayed for my own life. I had given up my job in Port Harcourt to move in with him in Abuja. I believed in him. I trusted him with my whole heart. I never even suspected a snake could be lying beside me in my own bed.

    Then came Efe.

    My cousin.

    She was my late uncle’s daughter. After her father died, I took her in like a sister. I brought her to the city. Gave her a place to stay. Registered her for a fashion design course. Bought her clothes. Paid her bills. She called me "Big Sis."

    I called her "My little twin."

    That was before I realized she had twin intentions: one for fashion, and one for my husband.

    It started slowly.

    Kelvin used to be the kind of husband who couldn't wait to see me at the end of the day. Suddenly, he was too tired to talk. Too busy to eat my food. Too distracted to touch me.

    Efe became his new laughter buddy. They would sit in the living room and joke for hours. I thought nothing of it. I told myself, "She's family. She's young. He probably sees her like a sister too."

    Until the day I came home early from the salon.

    I opened the door quietly, hoping to surprise Kelvin. I heard sounds from upstairs. I tiptoed.

    The sounds became moans.

    I climbed the stairs with my heart in my throat. My bedroom door was slightly open. I pushed it slowly...

    And saw both of them.

    On my bed.

    Sweaty.

    Naked.

    Efe was on top of my husband.

    I gasped.

    Efe turned. Kelvin froze. The room stank of betrayal. But what hurt more was the shamelessness in their faces.

    Kelvin covered himself lazily and said, "You should knock next time."

    I stood there. Speechless. My heart tearing into pieces.

    Efe simply smiled. A wicked, tiny curve of her lips. Like she had finally won.

    That night, I didn’t sleep.

    I cried silently. I stared at the ceiling. And I made up my mind.

    If they could break me in my own house, I would break them in theirs.

    I made a plan. A mad plan. A painful plan. But one I needed for closure.

    I told them I was traveling to Lagos for a 3-day work trip.

    I packed a bag. Booked a hotel just 15 minutes away. Called my friend Linda, a professional makeup artist. She helped me change my look. I transformed.

    Hair hidden under a scarf. Nails removed. Contact lenses to dull my eyes. Old wrapper. Slippers. Voice changed.

    I became Mariam. The new house help from Kogi.

    I knocked on my own gate.

    Efe opened it.

    She looked at me up and down.

    "Yes? Who are you?"

    I bent my head, spoke in the softest voice I could manage. "Na Madam send me. Say make I come help. She dey travel."

    Efe rolled her eyes. "Madam no tell me anything. But come in. Oga go see you."

    I walked into my own house like a stranger.

    I wanted to collapse.

    But I held myself.

    Then I saw him.

    Kelvin.

    In boxers. Eating suya in the living room. Watching football.

    He looked at me and smirked. "Na you be the new help?"

    I nodded.

    He smiled. "You go sleep for down. Kitchen work na your own. And anything I say, you go do."

    I swallowed hard.

    In that moment, I died a little.

    First day, he ignored me.

    Second day, he touched my waist as I washed plates.

    Third day, I saw him sneak into Efe’s room.

    Fourth day, he asked me to massage his legs. Said I looked like I had strong hands.

    I wanted to scream.

    But I waited.

    Until the fifth day.

    He came behind me in the kitchen. Touched me again.

    Said: "You fine o, even with all this village dressing."

    That was the last straw.

    I turned.

    Tore off my scarf.

    Removed my wrapper.

    And screamed: "YOU’RE TOUCHING YOUR WIFE, FOOL!"

    He jumped back.

    Efe came running in.

    She saw me. Froze.

    I pulled out my phone. Showed them the camera footage from hidden angles.

    "I have it all. Every dirty thing you did. I OWN YOU BOTH."

    They started begging.

    Kelvin went on his knees.

    Efe tried to cry.

    But I had cried all my tears.

    I walked out.

    Posted a short clip online.

    And guess what?

    That same night, Efe's mother called me from the village.

    "My daughter is pregnant. For your husband."

    I dropped the phone.

    Collapsed.

    To be continue....
    I Pretended to Be a House Girl—Just to Catch My Husband with My Cousin I wore rags. Removed my nails. Scratched off every trace of who I was. Then I knocked on the gate of my own home—as a stranger. And that was the day I confirmed that betrayal has a face... and it looks just like my own cousin. Kelvin and I had been married for five years. And like every typical newlywed African woman, I prayed and fasted for the success of my marriage more than I prayed for my own life. I had given up my job in Port Harcourt to move in with him in Abuja. I believed in him. I trusted him with my whole heart. I never even suspected a snake could be lying beside me in my own bed. Then came Efe. My cousin. She was my late uncle’s daughter. After her father died, I took her in like a sister. I brought her to the city. Gave her a place to stay. Registered her for a fashion design course. Bought her clothes. Paid her bills. She called me "Big Sis." I called her "My little twin." That was before I realized she had twin intentions: one for fashion, and one for my husband. It started slowly. Kelvin used to be the kind of husband who couldn't wait to see me at the end of the day. Suddenly, he was too tired to talk. Too busy to eat my food. Too distracted to touch me. Efe became his new laughter buddy. They would sit in the living room and joke for hours. I thought nothing of it. I told myself, "She's family. She's young. He probably sees her like a sister too." Until the day I came home early from the salon. I opened the door quietly, hoping to surprise Kelvin. I heard sounds from upstairs. I tiptoed. The sounds became moans. I climbed the stairs with my heart in my throat. My bedroom door was slightly open. I pushed it slowly... And saw both of them. On my bed. Sweaty. Naked. Efe was on top of my husband. I gasped. Efe turned. Kelvin froze. The room stank of betrayal. But what hurt more was the shamelessness in their faces. Kelvin covered himself lazily and said, "You should knock next time." I stood there. Speechless. My heart tearing into pieces. Efe simply smiled. A wicked, tiny curve of her lips. Like she had finally won. That night, I didn’t sleep. I cried silently. I stared at the ceiling. And I made up my mind. If they could break me in my own house, I would break them in theirs. I made a plan. A mad plan. A painful plan. But one I needed for closure. I told them I was traveling to Lagos for a 3-day work trip. I packed a bag. Booked a hotel just 15 minutes away. Called my friend Linda, a professional makeup artist. She helped me change my look. I transformed. Hair hidden under a scarf. Nails removed. Contact lenses to dull my eyes. Old wrapper. Slippers. Voice changed. I became Mariam. The new house help from Kogi. I knocked on my own gate. Efe opened it. She looked at me up and down. "Yes? Who are you?" I bent my head, spoke in the softest voice I could manage. "Na Madam send me. Say make I come help. She dey travel." Efe rolled her eyes. "Madam no tell me anything. But come in. Oga go see you." I walked into my own house like a stranger. I wanted to collapse. But I held myself. Then I saw him. Kelvin. In boxers. Eating suya in the living room. Watching football. He looked at me and smirked. "Na you be the new help?" I nodded. He smiled. "You go sleep for down. Kitchen work na your own. And anything I say, you go do." I swallowed hard. In that moment, I died a little. First day, he ignored me. Second day, he touched my waist as I washed plates. Third day, I saw him sneak into Efe’s room. Fourth day, he asked me to massage his legs. Said I looked like I had strong hands. I wanted to scream. But I waited. Until the fifth day. He came behind me in the kitchen. Touched me again. Said: "You fine o, even with all this village dressing." That was the last straw. I turned. Tore off my scarf. Removed my wrapper. And screamed: "YOU’RE TOUCHING YOUR WIFE, FOOL!" He jumped back. Efe came running in. She saw me. Froze. I pulled out my phone. Showed them the camera footage from hidden angles. "I have it all. Every dirty thing you did. I OWN YOU BOTH." They started begging. Kelvin went on his knees. Efe tried to cry. But I had cried all my tears. I walked out. Posted a short clip online. And guess what? That same night, Efe's mother called me from the village. "My daughter is pregnant. For your husband." I dropped the phone. Collapsed. To be continue....
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  • *SOME NIGERIAN NEWSPAPER HEADLINES+, 11/05/2025*

    Fresh attacks claim 23 lives in Benue

    Wike announces 2-week project commissioning for Tinubu’s second anniversary

    UTME: 16-year old scores 98% in maths, 336 overall

    Aiyedatiwa, ex-govs, others extol Fasoranti’s virtues on 99th birthday

    Imo airport records first international flight

    Enugu celebrates Nwobodo at 85

    Anambra sanctions primary school over N5,000 prefect nomination fee

    Dangote commits N15bn to upgrade Kano varsity to world class status

    Taliban detains 14 for playing music, singing at Afghanistan private gathering

    US, China meet in bid to ‘de-escalate’ trade war

    Trump announces ‘full and immediate’ ceasefire between India and Pakistan

    Nigerian pastor, Timothy Omotoso, rearrested in South Africa

    1,006  foreigners received Nigerian citizenship in eight years


    ---------------------------
    *DID YOU KNOW?*

    * Kashmir is an ethnically diverse Himalayan region famed for the beauty of its lakes, meadows and snow-capped mountains. Even before the partitioning of the Indian subcontinent in August 1947, the region has been hotly contested. And since 1947, it has remained a source of tension between India and Pakistan.

    * The name “cashmere” comes from the region of Kashmir where clothes were made from the fine, soft, downy, winter undercoat wool produced by the Kashimiri goat.
    ---------------------------

    Fresh defection raises APC’s N’Assembly members to 265

    Natasha praises Tinubu on TikTok, sparks rumour of defection

    Rivers: Governance collapse led to emergency rule, FG tells S’Court

    Army launches operations against bandits in Kwara, Niger border community

    15 pipeline vandals convicted in Niger Delta, says Ribadu

    NELFUND: ICPC intensifies loan fraud probe

    Northwest Govs meet to tackle insecurity, others

    Mass defections: PDP govs in emergency talks with party bigwigs

    No Going Back On Naira-For-Crude Implementation –FG

    Anambra, Lagos lead in UTME malpractices

    FG to spend N73.9bn on Abuja-Keffi road

    Minister takes media literacy campaign to schools, warns youths on fake news

    FG pledges support for entrepreneurs in beauty industry

    FCT, Lagos, others to experience excessive rainfall – Report

    2025 AMVCA: Lateef Adedimeji, wife win ‘Best Indigenous Movie’ with “Lisabi: The Uprising”

    Blind Society holds 27th Sports Day

    Southwest Games’ committee felicitates new leadership of SWDC

    2nd anniversary: Apo-Wassa Road ready for inauguration – Wike

    Lawyers commend Akpabio’s decision to step down from sexual harassment panel

    Aiteo partners Mozambican firm on 200,000bpd refinery

    IPOB knocks Amnesty International for linking group to Okigwe gunmen attack

    Commissioners to APC govs: Replicate Tinubu’s agenda for youths

    Winners emerge in Lagos APC chairmanship primaries

    Council poll: Lagos APC primaries produce four consensus candidates

    LP inaugurates 24-member caretaker exco committee in Lagos LG polls

    LP chair, Abure camp bicker over party membership

    Defection, highest level of betrayal – Kwankwaso

    I won’t contest, accept govt appointment -Utomi

    Security: Diri lauds agencies, armed forces team for synergy

    Kano gov secures release of pregnant women, nursing mothers, others from prison

    Kano gov offers scholarships to nine best Dangote varsity graduates

    Lagos slams ‘exploitative’ landlords, vows action on unjust rent hikes

    Bayelsa lauds Olukoya over foodmart

    Kano Govt spent N3bn on exam fees of 141,745 indigent candidates

    Rivers receives multimillion medical equipment from Renaissance, NNPCL others

    NOA Rivers holds social media dialogue on NELFUND

    Niger protests NCDC appointments, demands fair representation

    Lagos begins demolition of shanties in Ikeja

    Alaafin thanks Tinubu, Makinde, others for memorable coronation

    450 Adamawa, Taraba women get livelihood support from ANI

    Sightsavers’ project engages caregivers, treats 36,000 infants in Akwa Ibom

    Man accuses Lagos hospital of cutting wife’s toe

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    *TODAY IN HISTORY*

    * On this day in 868, the earliest surviving dated printed book was produced in China. The “Diamond Sutra” is one of the most important texts in Mahayana Buddhism. The British Library in London presently houses the copy.

    ---------------------------

    Don’t bother to give God instructions; just report for duty. – Corrie Ten Boom
    Good morning

    *Compiled by Hon. Osuji George osujis@yahoo.com, +234-8122200446*
    *SOME NIGERIAN NEWSPAPER HEADLINES+, 11/05/2025* Fresh attacks claim 23 lives in Benue Wike announces 2-week project commissioning for Tinubu’s second anniversary UTME: 16-year old scores 98% in maths, 336 overall Aiyedatiwa, ex-govs, others extol Fasoranti’s virtues on 99th birthday Imo airport records first international flight Enugu celebrates Nwobodo at 85 Anambra sanctions primary school over N5,000 prefect nomination fee Dangote commits N15bn to upgrade Kano varsity to world class status Taliban detains 14 for playing music, singing at Afghanistan private gathering US, China meet in bid to ‘de-escalate’ trade war Trump announces ‘full and immediate’ ceasefire between India and Pakistan Nigerian pastor, Timothy Omotoso, rearrested in South Africa 1,006  foreigners received Nigerian citizenship in eight years --------------------------- *DID YOU KNOW?* * Kashmir is an ethnically diverse Himalayan region famed for the beauty of its lakes, meadows and snow-capped mountains. Even before the partitioning of the Indian subcontinent in August 1947, the region has been hotly contested. And since 1947, it has remained a source of tension between India and Pakistan. * The name “cashmere” comes from the region of Kashmir where clothes were made from the fine, soft, downy, winter undercoat wool produced by the Kashimiri goat. --------------------------- Fresh defection raises APC’s N’Assembly members to 265 Natasha praises Tinubu on TikTok, sparks rumour of defection Rivers: Governance collapse led to emergency rule, FG tells S’Court Army launches operations against bandits in Kwara, Niger border community 15 pipeline vandals convicted in Niger Delta, says Ribadu NELFUND: ICPC intensifies loan fraud probe Northwest Govs meet to tackle insecurity, others Mass defections: PDP govs in emergency talks with party bigwigs No Going Back On Naira-For-Crude Implementation –FG Anambra, Lagos lead in UTME malpractices FG to spend N73.9bn on Abuja-Keffi road Minister takes media literacy campaign to schools, warns youths on fake news FG pledges support for entrepreneurs in beauty industry FCT, Lagos, others to experience excessive rainfall – Report 2025 AMVCA: Lateef Adedimeji, wife win ‘Best Indigenous Movie’ with “Lisabi: The Uprising” Blind Society holds 27th Sports Day Southwest Games’ committee felicitates new leadership of SWDC 2nd anniversary: Apo-Wassa Road ready for inauguration – Wike Lawyers commend Akpabio’s decision to step down from sexual harassment panel Aiteo partners Mozambican firm on 200,000bpd refinery IPOB knocks Amnesty International for linking group to Okigwe gunmen attack Commissioners to APC govs: Replicate Tinubu’s agenda for youths Winners emerge in Lagos APC chairmanship primaries Council poll: Lagos APC primaries produce four consensus candidates LP inaugurates 24-member caretaker exco committee in Lagos LG polls LP chair, Abure camp bicker over party membership Defection, highest level of betrayal – Kwankwaso I won’t contest, accept govt appointment -Utomi Security: Diri lauds agencies, armed forces team for synergy Kano gov secures release of pregnant women, nursing mothers, others from prison Kano gov offers scholarships to nine best Dangote varsity graduates Lagos slams ‘exploitative’ landlords, vows action on unjust rent hikes Bayelsa lauds Olukoya over foodmart Kano Govt spent N3bn on exam fees of 141,745 indigent candidates Rivers receives multimillion medical equipment from Renaissance, NNPCL others NOA Rivers holds social media dialogue on NELFUND Niger protests NCDC appointments, demands fair representation Lagos begins demolition of shanties in Ikeja Alaafin thanks Tinubu, Makinde, others for memorable coronation 450 Adamawa, Taraba women get livelihood support from ANI Sightsavers’ project engages caregivers, treats 36,000 infants in Akwa Ibom Man accuses Lagos hospital of cutting wife’s toe --------------------------- *TODAY IN HISTORY* * On this day in 868, the earliest surviving dated printed book was produced in China. The “Diamond Sutra” is one of the most important texts in Mahayana Buddhism. The British Library in London presently houses the copy. --------------------------- Don’t bother to give God instructions; just report for duty. – Corrie Ten Boom Good morning *Compiled by Hon. Osuji George osujis@yahoo.com, +234-8122200446*
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  • Be careful who you welcome into your home… not every househelp came to serve.”

    THE HOUSEHELP’S SECRET

    Episode 1 – The Girl at the Gate

    The sun was already dipping when the security man walked into the living room and cleared his throat.
    “Madam… the new girl don come.”
    Madam Eze didn’t even look up from her phone. “Tell her to wait.”

    She was irritated. She had gone through three househelps in six months. One stole her gold chain. Another broke a bottle and lied. The last one… well, the girl got pregnant and claimed the father was her husband’s younger brother. Total madness.

    She was done with nonsense.
    “Bring her in,” she finally said.

    A minute later, a slim, dark-skinned girl walked in. She was about 19, with neatly plaited hair and eyes that looked down, never meeting anyone's gaze. Her wrapper was faded, her blouse plain. But there was something strange about her presence — something quiet but strong.

    “What’s your name?” Madam Eze asked, sizing her up.
    “Ada, ma.”
    “You’ve worked before?”
    “Yes ma. For two years in Owerri.”
    Madam Eze folded her arms. “Why did you leave?”

    Ada hesitated. Her fingers trembled slightly as she clutched the handle of her small bag.
    “They… relocated,” she said simply.

    Madam Eze eyed her closely. Something in that answer didn’t sit right, but she shrugged it off. “You’ll start tomorrow. Nkem is my only daughter. You do anything funny around her, I’ll send you to the village myself. Are we clear?”

    “Yes ma.”

    “Good. Go to the boys’ quarters. You’ll meet Mama Peace there. She’ll show you around.”
    As Ada turned to leave, her eyes swept briefly across the living room — the golden frames, the family pictures, the expensive couches — then rested for a second on a photo of Madam Eze holding a newborn baby.

    Her eyes softened.
    She looked away quickly, but not before Madam Eze noticed.
    “You know that baby?” the madam asked, suspicious.
    Ada blinked. “No ma.”

    “Hmm.”

    Ada left quietly. As she stepped out into the evening breeze, she whispered under her breath.
    “God, you’ve brought me this far… don’t let me fail.”
    Inside the house, Madam Eze shivered suddenly. She didn’t know why. But something about that girl… didn’t feel right.

    And deep in her heart, she had a strange feeling:
    This girl was not just a househelp.

    > What do you think Ada is hiding?
    Should Madam Eze have trusted her?
    Drop your thoughts in the comments… Episode 2 drops tomorrow!

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    Follow Queen Novo for more interesting stories.

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    Be careful who you welcome into your home… not every househelp came to serve.” THE HOUSEHELP’S SECRET Episode 1 – The Girl at the Gate The sun was already dipping when the security man walked into the living room and cleared his throat. “Madam… the new girl don come.” Madam Eze didn’t even look up from her phone. “Tell her to wait.” She was irritated. She had gone through three househelps in six months. One stole her gold chain. Another broke a bottle and lied. The last one… well, the girl got pregnant and claimed the father was her husband’s younger brother. Total madness. She was done with nonsense. “Bring her in,” she finally said. A minute later, a slim, dark-skinned girl walked in. She was about 19, with neatly plaited hair and eyes that looked down, never meeting anyone's gaze. Her wrapper was faded, her blouse plain. But there was something strange about her presence — something quiet but strong. “What’s your name?” Madam Eze asked, sizing her up. “Ada, ma.” “You’ve worked before?” “Yes ma. For two years in Owerri.” Madam Eze folded her arms. “Why did you leave?” Ada hesitated. Her fingers trembled slightly as she clutched the handle of her small bag. “They… relocated,” she said simply. Madam Eze eyed her closely. Something in that answer didn’t sit right, but she shrugged it off. “You’ll start tomorrow. Nkem is my only daughter. You do anything funny around her, I’ll send you to the village myself. Are we clear?” “Yes ma.” “Good. Go to the boys’ quarters. You’ll meet Mama Peace there. She’ll show you around.” As Ada turned to leave, her eyes swept briefly across the living room — the golden frames, the family pictures, the expensive couches — then rested for a second on a photo of Madam Eze holding a newborn baby. Her eyes softened. She looked away quickly, but not before Madam Eze noticed. “You know that baby?” the madam asked, suspicious. Ada blinked. “No ma.” “Hmm.” Ada left quietly. As she stepped out into the evening breeze, she whispered under her breath. “God, you’ve brought me this far… don’t let me fail.” Inside the house, Madam Eze shivered suddenly. She didn’t know why. But something about that girl… didn’t feel right. And deep in her heart, she had a strange feeling: This girl was not just a househelp. > What do you think Ada is hiding? Should Madam Eze have trusted her? Drop your thoughts in the comments… Episode 2 drops tomorrow! Like, share n drop a comment. Follow Queen Novo for more interesting stories. #househelpstory #AfricanStories #SuspenseSeries #FamilySecrets #QueenNovo #storytime #storytelling #viralpost2025シ
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