I never imagined that the person I trusted most in this world could betray me in the worst possible way. My wife and I had been married for five years, and like every couple, we had our ups and downs. I worked hard to provide for our family, managing the shamba and taking care of our children, while she stayed home, helping me with the household. I thought we had a stable, happy life. But all that changed on a day I will never forget.
It was a Saturday afternoon, and I had returned from the shamba earlier than usual. I wanted to surprise my wife with some fresh vegetables I had just harvested and maybe spend a quiet afternoon together. I walked quietly into the house, expecting the usual smell of ugali cooking and the sound of laughter from our children. But what I saw instead made my blood run cold. There, in our matrimonial bed, was my wife—my partner of five years—engaged in an intimate act with our shamba boy, a young man I had trusted to help tend the farm.…CONTINUE READING
